Chapter 1222

Yu Yang was inconvenient to comment on other people's private affairs, so after thinking about it, he said, "Aunt Shen is very wise."

Zhuang Jia thought so, touched his heart and nodded: "I also think this method works. After a few blind dates, my heartbeat is not so fast."

The two chatted while walking, and when Yu Yang picked up the car outside the restaurant, Zhuang Jia's eyes lit up: "Prosecutor Yu Yang, have you got a new car? It's so beautiful!"

Yu Yang gave a faint "hmm".

Zhuang Jia sat in the car, tried the seat cushions, and poked her head out of the car window: "The new car costs a lot of money, right? No wonder Sister Jiang Ci always said that your salary is high, and you can tell from the cars of the two of you!"

Yu Yang: "..."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Yu Yang started the car and said to Zhuang Jia: "Jiang Ci's salary is not low, there is a reason why she doesn't change the car."

"What's the reason?" Zhuang Jia asked curiously, "Sister Jiang Ci's old jeep feels like it's almost scrapped, and it's still driving."

Yu Yang said: "Because I changed to another car, I couldn't stand her spoiling it."

Zhuang Jia suddenly realized...

...

The car got on the road and drove smoothly on the road.

It was almost eleven o'clock, there were not many vehicles on the road, and the road conditions were smooth.

Zhuang Jia sat in the back seat, looked at the sides of the car window, felt that the speed of the car was quite slow, and couldn't help saying: "If you don't know the way, you can use the navigation. Do you want me to use the mobile phone to navigate?"

Yu Yang calmly looked ahead: "The speed limit on this road is 40."

Is there a road section with such a low speed limit in the city?

After leaving the third ring road in the city, Yu Yang's speed finally accelerated a little, but only slightly.

Zhuang Jia glanced at the pole on the side of the road, which marked a speed limit of 60, and then glanced at the speed of Yu Yang in front, and it stopped firmly at 55.

It's so neat...

Zhuang Jia looked at her eyes and heart, and sat in the car silently. Anyway, she was very close to her home. No matter how slow she drove, she should be home in ten minutes at the latest.

But after a while, the speed slowed down again!

It doesn't make sense! I have already left the third ring road in the city, why did the speed drop again? !

Zhuang Jia looked out of the car window and watched a man riding an electric tricycle gallop away in a cool way, and soon disappeared!

Zhuang Jia couldn't bear it anymore, "Prosecutor Yu Yang..."

Yu Yang seemed to know what she was going to say, and explained: "There is a school on the road ahead, so we need to slow down."

"But it's already 11 o'clock in the evening, and the students have already finished school!"

Yu Yang still said indifferently: "It is not ruled out that there are students who study by themselves at night and wander around nearby."

Zhuang Jia: "..."

Inexplicably, I remembered something... once, she was sitting in Jiang Ci's car, and she was so bumped that she almost vomited out. Jiang Ci said at the time: If you ride in Yang Ci's car, you will know how to sit in mine. Cars are a pleasure.

Sure enough, sure enough...

Passing by the school area, the car speed up slowly, Yu Yang said: "Don't worry, we'll be there soon."

Zhuang Jia thought: You are so principled, it's useless for me to be anxious...

Just as he was thinking, Yu Yang braked suddenly, and Zhuang Jia hit his head on the back of the seat!

- Boom!

"Are you okay?" Yu Yang asked.

"No..." Zhuang Jia covered her forehead and asked in pain, "What happened just now?"

"A stray cat."

Well, for the sake of innocent little animals, she's going to hit her head.

The file bag that was originally placed on the back seat was thrown under the seat due to inertia, and all the information and photos inside were scattered.

Zhuang Jia picked them up and put them back into the portfolio one by one.

These are all documents from Yu Yang's work, and they are not suitable for others to see. He was about to remind Zhuang Jia, when Zhuang Jia glanced at a photo and said casually, "Does the prosecutor even take care of theft cases? I'm so busy." ..."

Yu Yang stopped talking, and frowned suspiciously: "Why do you think it's a theft?"

"Hey?" Zhuang Jia was stunned, "Isn't it? Didn't the jewels on the ring be picked off by someone?"