Chapter 189: The Consequences of Speeding
Fan Wubing was really angry, and he did not recurrence and recurrence!
These traffic police were determined to be unable to get along with them and persevered in trying to fine them. This was simply intolerable!
As soon as Fan Wubing stepped on the accelerator, his speed immediately increased from fifty to seventy yards, intending to rush over.
When the police in front saw that Fan Wubing's car refused to stop, they ordered Fan Wubing to stop the car through the tweeter for examination. Several policemen started police motorcycles to be blocked Fan Wubing.
At this moment, a red Mitsubishi sports car rushed out from behind Fan Wubing's Audi, drifted past the police with a whirlwind, and drifted over the road for a while, and then continued to run forward at a super fast speed.
The police vented their anger at the car, but did not follow and blocked it. Instead, they chose to block Fan Wubing's car with them.
"Stop the car and get down for inspection!" A policeman waved his white gloves and immediately stood opposite Fan Wubing's front car with his legs spread out, looking righteous.
Fan Wubing slammed the car door, walked down, and asked with anger on his face, "Are you going to empty my fire extinguisher?"
"What should I do if I emptied your fire extinguisher?" The policeman was very calm. In front of Fan Wubing, who was full of anger, he had no desire to get angry at all. He pointed to the sign hanging next to him and said, "The speed limit here is fifty yards, you are speeding!"
"Am I speeding?!" Fan Wubing asked.
The policeman said with contempt, "What I annoyed the most is you little kids who don't take human lives seriously! What are the benefits of racing?! Haven't you seen our most advanced radar speed tester over there?!"
Fan Wubing looked along the policeman's finger and saw the very familiar radar speed tester. He thought that the traffic police in Hangzhou were equipped with very advanced things, several years earlier than his small place.
The person in the speed tester ran out and took the list, "Do you have a speed of more than seventy? You're driving seriously at speed!"
When Fan Wubing looked at the list, there was indeed a pile of data on it, and there was also a photo attached. The shadow of his car on the road was slightly blurred, and there was a red Mitsubishi sports car next to it, which was almost a red glimpse, and it was a bit difficult to see clearly. The photo had the date and time it was printed during automatic imaging.
"How much is it? I've paid the fine, give me this photo." Fan Wubing replied lightly.
"The fine is 200. If you want a photo, you can add another 100 yuan." The policeman said in a formal manner without saying a word.
Fan Wubing flipped his pockets, took out three big bills, threw them to the policeman, then took the photo and fine document from him, stuffed it into the car, and asked a little unwillingly, "Don't you check the fire extinguisher?"
The policemen looked at Fan Wubing with their expressions on their faces very strange. One policeman said, "I said, brother, why are you so persistent? It's not easy for everyone to do it. If you block you in front, giving him two packs of cigarettes can solve the problem. Why be so serious?"
"Do you know what happened just now?" Fan Wubing asked.
The policeman smiled and said, "It's okay, we rarely meet the owner of the car with two fire extinguishers!"
"Then why don't you check my fire extinguisher?" Fan Wubing asked in confusion.
"They have emptied your two fire extinguishers, so we are not asking you for a third one, right?" the policeman replied, "You are a bachelor who beats nine nines and not a plus one. It would be a bit unreasonable to do this! Besides, it is always true that you speeding, so why should we look for other reasons?"
"You guys are very real-" Fan Wubing was so angry that he was so upset that he felt so fucked.
I would have stopped speeding if I had known it. I had to see what different tricks they could do. But now, I actually violated the rules. Oh, it's really depressing.
Now, Fan Wubing didn't want to talk anymore, so he called Tong Xiaoyun. The two of them drove the car, preparing to leave this city full of trouble and return to Shanghai as soon as possible.
As soon as Fan Wubing started the car, the police here suddenly received the order and immediately drove the car and killed it forward. He didn't know what important thing happened ahead.
"Damn! They don't speed themselves?!" Fan Wubing felt so depressed, so he drove behind the police car and drove all the way to Shanghai.
When we were about to reach the junction, we found that the road ahead had been blocked. Not only were there many vehicles surrounded here, but there were also many onlookers. There were already chaos inside. The police were pulling a cordon to separate the masses. Then an ambulance drove over. The doctors and nurses carried the injured into the ambulance and drove to the hospital.
"It was probably a car accident-" Fan Wubing looked at the situation before and said to Tong Xiaoyun.
Tong Xiaoyun suddenly felt a little unlucky, "What day is today? Why is everything going well?"
Today they were really not lucky enough. They were going to attend a class reunion and lively, but not only did drug dealers frame them, but also fire extinguishers incidents on the road. Now they are about to return to Shanghai, and they are in a traffic accident on the road. It seems that they will have to delay dozens of minutes.
When Tong Xiaoyun mentioned this issue, Fan Wubing also felt that her luck today was really bad. Could it be that she had hit Tai Sui?
I quickly figured out what happened before. The red Mitsubishi sports car just now knocked a pedestrian crossing the road through a zebra crossing. The pedestrian died on the spot. The traffic police were nervously dealing with the matter.
Through the crowd, Fan Wubing and Tong Xiaoyun saw more than a dozen high-end sports cars around there. A boy who looked stupid was standing there in a daze. It is said that he was the perpetrator. Five or six young people next to him were patting his shoulders to comfort him. Looking at that look, they were all playing on the road racing.
The Yangtze River Delta is also an economically developed region. There are many people who have become rich in recent years, and there are many people with a property of tens of millions or hundreds of millions. However, the tradition of Chinese people is that their wealth is not revealed, so adults are very low-key. However, although adults are low-key, many second-generation ancestors are very coquettish and often cause trouble, which makes the reputation very poor.
During this period, road racing has become popular in the local area. Children of wealthy families often drive some modified high-end imported sports cars. They ride along the indoor highway in the middle of the night, playing drifting and other things, and regard the road as their own racing lane. Taxi drivers who drive at night are deeply troubled by this and repeatedly ask the municipal government to restrict it. However, because the traffic police say that the police force is insufficient, it has not been implemented.
Tonight, something happened to racing, hitting and killing a young man crossing the road.
"These people are simply road killers!" A onlooker criticized indignantly, "Every night, you can hear the harsh engine sounds, as if a jet is passing by!"
"That's right? My house is nearby and I can't sleep at night." The next person immediately agreed.
Another person at the scene said, "The car speed is too fast! I guess they are talking around 170 or 80 yards! You haven't seen it. At that time, the young man was knocked away by the red car more than 20 meters away, at least as high as two floors! The ground is full of blood spurted out!"
Another person continued, "Be careful when walking in the future, the zebra crossing is no longer safe!"
Fan Wubing looked inside and found that the family and friends of the deceased had arrived, and were tugging with the perpetrator, and some were crying. The perpetrator finally hid in the police car. After the police had a few phone calls with whom, they drove away. The red Mitsubishi sports car was thrown at the scene and placed it. A pit was seen on the front of the car.
"I've hit someone to death, I'm going to be sentenced?" someone asked.
"Who knows, anyway, the family is rich, so I guess the situation will only pay some money, so there is no big problem." Someone replied, but his tone was not very certain.
Fan Wubing looked at the red Mitsubishi sports car. Although it was a trot, it was a car worth millions. It was certain that the perpetrator had money at home, but in full view of everyone, he should not be able to play any tricks, right?
After looking at the watch, it was already midnight. Fan Wubing drove the car and slowly took a detour from the side, trying to avoid places with a lot of pedestrians. It took him more than ten minutes to pass the place where something happened. It took him more than half an hour to finally drive back to Fudan and send Tong Xiaoyun home.
When Tong Xiaoyun went upstairs, she suddenly turned her head and said, "No sickness, be careful when driving in the future."
Chapter completed!