"careful!"

Isabella issued a warning on the police communication channel almost immediately, and at the same time, she honked the car horn.

Also, press and hold the car horn!
But the effect was completely different from what Isabella had imagined.

Despite the sharp honking of the car horn, the large truck, which was also loaded with sand and gravel, continued to drive at high speed.

It was not until he was approaching the intersection of the lanes that he seemed to finally react and began to slam on the brakes and steer the steering wheel.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch!"

With a sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground, it finally hit the back of the truck in front and overturned.

Rumble, clang, crash!

A truckload of sand and gravel also poured out.

Together with the large truck, two new hills were formed at the intersection of the lanes.

As a result, this originally extremely wide lane was completely blocked.

“……”Isabella was speechless for a moment.

After pulling over and turning on the hazard lights, she came to Sheriff Will's side almost immediately.
Sheriff Will is currently arranging his men to deal with the current situation and coordinating with the traffic control department.

Isabella waited a moment until he finished his call.

"Sheriff Will, what's going on now?" Isabella asked quickly.

"The police officers who were hit are not seriously injured, but some police cars, especially the one that was hit, are severely damaged and I am afraid they can no longer be driven normally."

"The drivers of the two trucks were initially diagnosed with drunk driving by our men, and they are still drunk."

"The traffic control department is sending people to clear the road."

Isabella didn't think much about it. She glanced at Stansted Airport and asked, "What about this mission?"

Sheriff Will glanced at the four huge mountains that blocked the road ahead and said, "It might take a while."

"We definitely can't move those two big trucks by ourselves." "If they don't move them, the police car can't drive to the airport."

"Even if we take a detour, it will probably take at least half an hour to get from here to other roads that lead to the airport."

"In half an hour, I don't know how much the crime scene will change." Isabella couldn't accept this situation.

She glanced around the scene, then jumped into the car again, stepped on the accelerator, and crashed through the guardrail on one side of the road, then plunged into the wilderness beside the road.

No matter what obstacles lay ahead, they just kept charging forward, heading straight for Stansted Airport.

……

Almost at the same time, in the manager's office of the logistics transit base at Stansted Airport, Ye Feng also got the clue he wanted from Rousi's mouth.

This airport, which is wholly owned by the Duke of Devonshire's family, has been blatantly engaging in smuggling.

In addition to engaging in human trafficking and organ trafficking, they also smuggle various contraband items such as drugs, weapons, and medicines.

And most importantly, Ye Feng learned something horrifying from Rousi.

The Duke of Devonshire did this not only to make a profit, but also to pave the way for their other businesses.

For example, by helping some people find suitable organ matches and living donors, they can win over and make friends with some noble and capable people; they can help some illegal forces abroad smuggle drugs and arms, help them make money, and gain their friendship, etc.

This place can be said to be a crime center for the Duke of Devonshire's family.

After listening to Rousi's introduction, Ye Feng did not forget the key point. While keeping his phone recording, he asked calmly, "Do you have any evidence?"

Rousi was obviously aware of the situation at this time. She thought for a moment and nodded, "There is a small secret compartment under a file bag at the bottom of the cabinet behind me."

"When you open it, there's a hard drive and a handwritten notebook."

"The hard drive contains audio and video recordings of every conversation between the Duke of Devonshire and me, as well as some records of human and organ trafficking transactions."

"As for the notebook, it contains a list of all the clients we have worked with, as well as the details of the cooperation." (End of this chapter)