Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"There must be a car accident ahead. They're arguing and blocking the road. We can't move forward for now. Don't worry, the traffic police will probably be here soon to deal with it."

Su Chen opened the car door and said, "Wife, I'm going to check the situation. You wait here and don't wander around."

"Oh, I see."

After getting off the car, the sound of funeral music became clearer. I turned to look at the car behind... a hearse. Huh? Why is there a hearse here, and it's playing such loud funeral music?

The cars around opened their windows, looked towards the hearse and shouted, "Hey, driver, can you hear me? Turn down the funeral music. It's so painful to hear."

The driver was a middle-aged man. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He was already in a bad mood, and now he was stuck in traffic. He didn't want to listen to anyone and just felt annoyed.

Someone kept shouting, "Hey, Master, are you listening? This is a public place, why are you playing funeral music? It's so annoying. What's so good about funeral music? It's unlucky."

"Enough! Have you guys yelled enough? Look carefully at what kind of car I'm driving. This is a hearse. I can't just play funeral music and celebrate the day. This is a funeral procession."

The others were startled when they heard this. "Oh, that's right, but could you please lower your voice a bit and be more considerate of others? We've been working overtime and are exhausted, and having to listen to this kind of mournful music is even more uncomfortable."

The hearse driver snorted coldly, holding a cigarette in his left hand and smoking slowly. Upon hearing this, he pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of impatience: "Enough, stop arguing, I just like this volume."

"It's so annoying. You're always meddling in everything."

The others were so angry that they cursed at each other.

The dripping sound was hidden in the noisy sounds, and no one noticed that some liquid was dripping through the gaps at the bottom of the hearse onto the ground, quickly gathering into a small puddle.

Su Chen came to the front and looked at the two people. The traffic police were coordinating: "You two, let's talk about the scratches on your cars later. Don't get stuck here."

"Pull over to that corner and sit down to discuss this slowly. Insurance is easy. Don't stand here arguing. It won't solve anything."

When the two were arguing, they were furious and turned to glare at the traffic police: "Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't communicated with the insurance company yet. Why don't you just pay me 500 yuan?"

"I can find someone to fix it myself, what do you think? I don't want to be stuck here. I'm tired after a long day, so I need to go home and rest."

The fat man got angry when he heard this and pointed at him.

"You're bullshitting! It's just a small scratch. Repairing it would cost tens or even hundreds of dollars, and you're asking me for 500. You're extorting me."

The tall man also became angry when he heard this, pointing at the car and saying, "Look carefully, I just bought this new car yesterday, and it got rear-ended today. Where can I go to seek justice?"

"This rear-end collision was originally the fault of the car behind me. I just wanted to deal with it as soon as possible to save trouble. It would take time to find insurance. You can just pay me 500 yuan."

"Humph, if you weren't so easy to talk to, I wouldn't even accept your 500. My new car is in such a mess. I'm so heartbroken."

The fat man glanced at it and said unhappily, "Who knows if this is a new car? Stop trying to fool people. I'll give you a hundred dollars. It's up to you to take it or not. If not, we can just keep on wasting time."

The tall man was so angry that he stared blankly: "You, don't go too far, the traffic police are all here, are you sure you want to continue wasting time and making endless noise here?"

"Yes, I have to get this over with. Otherwise, I won't be able to waste my money, and I won't be able to blackmail anyone."

The traffic policeman listened to the horns behind him and looked unhappy: "I told you to go over there to determine the responsibility. Don't get stuck here. How can other cars get through if the road is blocked?"

The fat man shouted, "So what? What does it have to do with me? The responsibility for this matter has not been clarified yet. Why should I move the car? I tell you, it's just a hundred dollars, take it or leave it."

"Who told you to stop so suddenly? I couldn't dodge in time and bumped into you. It was just a small scratch. You're really not going to let me off."

"So sarcastic, really."

The tall man got angry and yelled, "That's enough! You're following me from behind. Don't you know you should keep a safe distance? I just braked to avoid a child."

Seeing that they were not cooperating, the traffic police directly called a tow truck to tow the two cars to the designated place. The fat man followed and obstructed them, unwilling to let them tow them away.

"Sir, if you continue to obstruct, you will be endangering public safety and can be arrested and detained. Think carefully. This has already delayed us for twenty minutes."

When the fat man heard about the detention, his arrogance dissipated a little.

"Hmph, then let's move on. Let's talk it over. Asking for 500 yuan is impossible. If nothing works, we can just wait for the insurance to come in and do whatever we want then."

When the tall man heard this, he looked down at the time and frowned slightly. Thinking of the people in the back car, he compromised and said, "Forget it, just give me two hundred yuan and let this go."

The fat man glanced him up and down, took out a hundred and fifty and handed it to him: "Here you go, that's all you need, it's up to you to spend it."

Su Chen was standing next to the car. A tow truck was towing the car. There were banging sounds. He subconsciously looked at the closed trunk and walked over to knock on it.

There was a pause inside, and soon there was a more intense knocking sound. Something was wrong, something was wrong in the trunk.

"Comrade traffic police, please come over here. There seems to be someone inside?"

"Ok?"

The traffic police hurried over and whispered, "Comrade, you just said there was someone in the trunk, right?"

Su Chen knocked on the trunk, and when he saw the sound of the counterattack was getting smaller and smaller, he shouted, "Where's the driver? Come over here and open the trunk and take a look."

The tall man's eyes flashed with guilt when he heard this: "Comrade, there's a chicken in my trunk. My mother caught a chicken for me. I wanted to take it back and kill it fresh and delicious."

"Open it, open it now, you hear me."

The traffic police looked at him warily.

"I, I'll open it right away."

The tall man walked over to delay time. Seeing this, Su Chen grabbed the remote control and clicked it, then opened the trunk neatly. He saw a small figure curled up in the middle of the luggage.

He was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, pinching his neck, and looked very painful.

Seeing this, Su Chen's expression changed. He hurriedly picked up the child, put him on the ground and started to rescue him. He felt the child's pulse and took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

Seeing this, the tall man hurriedly shouted: "Hey, what are you doing? Don't give him food casually. My son is just naughty and I punished him on purpose. He must be pretending."