As soon as Jun Chen arrived in downtown Modu, his speed dropped and his car came to a halt. Traffic jams were nothing out of the ordinary in Modu. As the minutes ticked away, Jun Chen began to sense something was wrong. Nearly half an hour had passed, and the vehicles ahead remained completely motionless. This was not a highway; even if a major traffic accident had occurred, it should not take this long to clear.
Jun Chen waited in the car for a while longer. Another twenty minutes slipped by. Unable to stand it any longer, he stepped out to check the situation with the driver ahead. He still needed to get back to have dinner with his wife. Nearly an hour had now passed. A long queue had already formed behind Jun Chen's car, and drivers were leaning on their horns continuously. Everyone had assumed it would be just a temporary hold-up, never imagining the traffic would remain gridlocked for so long. The cars further back were better off; they could simply turn around and take a detour, though there was no telling if other roads were congested as well. But the vehicles directly in front were hopelessly stuck. While cars continued to leave from the rear via detours, new ones kept arriving, making the line grow longer and longer. Jun Chen's car had shifted from the tail end to the middle of the pack, with no end in sight either ahead or behind. The blaring of horns was deafening, and some drivers, at their wits' end, had started cursing loudly.
The car directly in front of Jun…
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