Desperate Lovers

Chapter 136 Her Car was Substituted

After James hung up the phone, he intended to drive to the cafe. As soon as he got in the car, he remembered that his driver's license had been suspended by the traffic police.

He frowned and called the driver over.

"Sir, that's the fastest I can drive. If I go any faster, I'll have to lose my driving license!"

After ten minutes on the road, the driver didn't know how many times he’d been rushed.

James frowned faintly, raising his wrist again to look at his watch, his thin lips pursed tightly.

Fifteen minutes later, the car arrived in front of the cafe.

James got out of the car and walked towards the cafe. His steps were much faster than usual, the driver following behind him.

"You wait in the car." James stopped and said to the driver.

The driver went back to the car, puzzled in his mind.

In the past, he could follow whatever James talked about, so why did he stop him today instead?

Did James want to talk about something dark?

James entered the cafe and walked straight towards the middle-aged man in the corner wearing a baseball cap under the gaze of the waitress.

"Where's the stuff?" James asked as he walked up to the man.

Martin pointed to the seat opposite, "Don't be in such a hurry, James. Sit down and talk, as things are a bit complicated."

James minced his lips and sat down, facing behind him.

"You care a lot about this car accident?"

Martin smiled and gave him a file bag.

James took the file bag and was about to open it when the waitress came over. She looked at him with a smile and asked.

I get you something to drink,

cappuccino with extra

okay and then asked James, "How about you, sir? What would you

"A latte."

the file bag

waitress said yes and quickly came over with a cappuccino and latte, and

brow had been tinted with impatience and his previous unobtrusive, in front of this file containing the clues of the car accident was swept away,

peachy face, gathered

have

even hesitate for

something else, but James went

things

okay." The

pretty, but she just couldn’t read

pushed the latte aside before opening the file bag. He pulled out

order coffee if you don't want to drink?" Martin took

the waitress will keep coming over and interfering with

sheets of paper and some other things contained in the

face vanishing into nothing,

this time!" He

me start by telling you my guess. I suspect the red sports car that Angela drove two years ago is not

frowned faintly, untied

the scratch on the left door

the birthday, Angela’s car scuffed. Paint needs to be imported from abroad, so the car scratches to the day of the accident

up his cappuccino and took a sip, "James,

hand on

his hand, put his arms on the table, and leaned his body slightly forward, "I found traces of the license plate being moved by someone, but without fingerprints on it. At first, I assumed the sports car was

thoughts and checked a lot of surveillance videos, but I didn't see anyone switch

that when Angela went to get her nails done on September 24th, her car was parked in a blind spot. And a strangely dressed man had appeared near the

found this man later, but unfortunately, he had terminal lung cancer two years ago. By the time I found him, he had just passed

Martin

"Such a coincidence?"

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