Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 899 - 496: Keep the people, keep the car too.

Chapter 899: Chapter 496: Keep the people, keep the car too.

If you’re down on your luck, even the salt jar gets maggots!

Yan Fei, soaring in the sky, muttered to himself and then couldn’t help but curse that poor sod a couple of times before flying back.

Returning to the little path where he had just taken flight, he saw a hand tractor slowly driving out of the fields, which made him so frustrated!

He had to circle a wide area before finally finding a secluded spot—since most of the crops were harvested already, the expansive flatlands offered a clear view. Plus, with many farmers still working the fields, finding a place with no people was challenging. He had originally taken advantage of a small earth toilet near the crossroads to transform into Xiaohei the bird. This time, it meant he had to walk a lot further because of all the hassle.

He took the motorcycle out from Dinosaur World and rode it towards his destination, muttering to himself that he should have just ridden the motorbike there in the first place.

He had thought that since he left late, the ’fleeing’ vehicle must have been at least two hundred li ahead. But just as he had flown up into the sky, he saw that police car awkwardly stuck in a ditch not far from the tollbooth, its front end plunged into a water channel.

By the time he arrived at the tollbooth on his motorcycle, there were several traffic cops already helping to carry the people out of the car.

As Yan Fei approached, one of the traffic cops said irritably, "Don’t hang around if it’s none of your business, get moving! What’s there to see in a car accident?"

The cop had an awful tone, but Yan Fei didn’t mind and went up to introduce himself, "I’m a militiaman from Sancha River, chasing this vehicle. How’s the guy doing? Is he still breathing?"

The traffic cops, who were carefully carrying the man, stopped immediately, and the one who had spoken earlier was taken aback, "He’s not from the Provincial City..."

Yan Fei didn’t wait for him to ask and went on, "This guy is from the Provincial City, but he wasn’t in uniform. He was causing trouble in our area and got detained by our police station. This car came from the Provincial City to transfer him back. Just now, while a few cops from the Provincial City were talking to me, this dude drove off on his own. Be careful, there are weapons in the car..."

"An escapee!" The traffic cop who had been supporting the guy’s head immediately let go. "Hey, we thought he was an official from the Provincial City on duty. That gave us quite a scare."

The one who had spoken first also laughed, "Sorry for the tone earlier, brother. Don’t take it to heart. We were just doing our duty peacefully, and then disaster fell from the sky. When we saw this car coming, all the tollbooths had already raised their bars for him. But he was in such a hurry; he didn’t wait for the bars to lift completely before hitting them, smashing our bars. He didn’t stop either, but drove this far and directly into the ditch. It has nothing to do with us!"

Yan Fei understood all too well. Tollbooths typically let vehicles like that pass without paying the toll, with just a wave through. It was the Young Master’s own impatient fault for his misfortune. They had let him through, yet he still managed to hit the barrier.

"He got what he deserved. But look, by stopping him here, you guys did a good service! However, this guy has connections at home, so if you take credit for this, it would actually be setting you up!" Yan Fei said with a smile, briefly explaining the situation.

The cops who had thought they had done something commendable listened to Yan Fei and readily agreed, "Brother, just take him away quickly! He’s fine, just knocked unconscious when he hit his head on the steering wheel without wearing a seatbelt. He’ll probably wake up by the time you get him back."

Another one gave a thumbs up, "Your Sancha River is getting more and more awesome. This kind of scum should be dealt with severely when you get him back. Only you guys would dare to do that. We wouldn’t dare. Oh, and I took a few photos just now, pictures of the accident and our broken barrier. Come by later to pick them up; they’ll serve as evidence. Don’t let him accuse you of torture or forced confession!"

A middle-aged woman nearby, presumably a tollbooth attendant, curiously asked, "By the way, big brother, I heard that cattle raising is booming in your place. Boss Yan sold beef to Hong Kong and also distributed cattle for the villagers to raise, is that true?"

Yan Fei corrected her quickly, "It’s not distributing cattle to raise, but a cooperative cattle-raising venture. We’re just next door, but how did the news get twisted like this? If they distribute cattle, after growing them up, you can only sell to the cattle farm. Raising two cattle, you earn the profit of just one—it can’t be much more than that."

For those who raised the two cattle well, not only would they not deduct the cost of the calves, but they would also receive certain rewards. This was the situation Yan Fei was talking about. The concept of freely distributing cattle to be raised was definitely a distortion of the actual message; the free distribution of piglets or lambs for poverty alleviation in the past rarely resulted in successful raising—without any pressure or organization, that’s the result.

"That’s still pretty good!" The middle-aged woman couldn’t help but envy. "If only such a good thing could come our way!"

A younger guy next to her chuckled, "Others may envy, but why are you, big sister, envious..."

The group casually struck up a conversation, continuing to chat until the Young Master groggily woke up and asked where he was. That’s when everyone remembered they had an accident escapee to deal with.

When the Young Master asked with a hazy panic where he was, the crowd burst out laughing. A young man said with a laugh, "Bro, don’t worry about where you are now—I know exactly where you’re about to go. Yucai Education School is waiting for you!"