Chapter 132 Hitching Post_1

How tragic was Sonata's driver?

At this moment, Zhou Ning could no longer express it in words. The deceased was strapped in with the seatbelt, and due to the compression of space within the car, the legs had twisted backwards; the knees flipped upward, and the femurs, tibias, and fibulas were all broken, forming a W-shape along the side.

The upper half of the torso, pressed against the steering wheel, had developed a steering wheel-shaped fracture surface with multiple breaks in the ribs and sternum. Below the thoracic vertebrae, a steel plate less than two centimeters thick had cleanly severed the body. The head was completely deformed, with multiple depressions and fractures on the skull.

Studying every injury, Zhou Ning became even more perplexed—who does the steel plate belong to?

It was only a sedan, not a freight vehicle; how could such a thing be there? Without dwelling too much on it, Zhou Ning stepped back slightly and looked towards Mr. Qu.