Near Flying Bar.

A Honda was driving fast and did not slow down at the intersection, but ran through the yellow light.

"Woooo..."

A police car caught up from behind. It was a black and white Dodge car. This car had high performance and rarely missed in the chase.

A Dodge police car followed behind the black Honda, flashing its lights and honking its siren.

The black Honda merged to the right, and the Dodge police car also merged to the right, which was equivalent to sending an intercept signal.

In Los Angeles, once the police discover an illegal or suspicious vehicle, they will stop the car as soon as possible. The method is also very simple, which is to follow the stopped car.

If the car ahead sees a police car with its siren and flashing lights behind it in its rearview mirror, it should merge to the right as soon as possible. If the police car drives directly past, congratulations, the police's target is not you, they are just asking you to give way.

If the police car also merges with the right side, then you are the unlucky child and you need to stop immediately for inspection.

Sure enough, the black Honda car in front slowly stopped.

Two police officers, one black and one white, got out of the car. The white police officer got out of the cab, touched the butt of the Honda, looked at the glass of the cab, "Hello sir, please turn off the engine."

The man driving the car was none other than Lawrence Miller, who had just left Daisy's house. "What's the matter?"

"Please get out of the car and get checked."

"Why?"

The white police officer held the handle of the gun in his right hand and shined a flashlight into the cab with his left hand. "Please put your hands on the steering wheel and let me see it."

"Move the flashlight, I can't open my eyes."

"Lower the windows."

"OK." Lawrence Miller pressed down the window and asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

There was a strong smell of alcohol coming from the car, and the white police officer asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Uh...I did have a beer."

"You don't look like you drank a glass of beer. Get out of the car." The white police officer stretched his right hand to open the door.

"Woooo..."

Lawrence Miller put the car into gear and stepped on the accelerator. The car sped out, almost knocking down the white police officer.

"Damn, get in the car!" the white police officer greeted, returned to the cab of the police car, and drove after him.

The black officer complained, "Why do these idiots have to do this every time."

The white police officer said while driving, "This is the meaning of our existence, otherwise those stingy politicians would not be willing to pay us wages."

The black police officer smiled and said, "So we should thank them."

"I'm already doing it. He wants to play cat and mouse, so I'll play with him." The white police officer stepped on the accelerator harder, and the car sped forward, getting closer and closer to the black Honda.

The Dodge suddenly accelerated and caught up with the black Honda again, flashing its lights and honking its siren to signal for the car to stop.

The black Honda car turned right, reduced its speed, merged with the line on the right, and slowly stopped.

The Dodge car also stopped, and the white police officer muttered, "It seems this guy knows how to do it and has figured it out."

The two police officers got out of the Dodge and walked to the black Honda one after another.

Suddenly, the Honda accelerated violently and started running away again.

The white police officer was angry, "Fuck! This bastard is playing tricks on us."

The black police officer turned on the walkie-talkie, reported the situation, and called for support.

The two police officers ran into the car again and chased him in a Dodge police car, flashing their lights and honking their sirens.

But this time the Honda did not slow down, did not merge, and did not seem to intend to stop.

"Sit tight." The white police officer accelerated from the left side, preparing to forcefully stop the car.

The black police officer grabbed the upper handrail with his right hand, "These bastards like to find excitement."

"I bet this bastard is either drunk or on drugs." After the white police officer finished speaking, the Dodge police car had already driven to the left side of the Honda and then turned the steering wheel to the right.

"Bang!" The Dodge directly hit the left rear of the Honda.

The Honda's body became unstable and the vehicle slowed down. The car began to spin and rushed into the green belt of the other lane.

The white police officer parked the car aside, and two police officers rushed up with guns, "lapd!"

"Put your hands where I can see you."

"Don't move, you're under arrest!"

"Don't shoot, I don't have a weapon." Lawrence Miller knew he couldn't escape, so he could only open the car door and get out of the car.

The black police officer rushed up and pulled him out of the car. "Lie on the ground and don't move!"

"Congratulations, you're arrested." The white police officer took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him, then searched him.

"I have no weapons and I have not broken any laws. You have arrested the wrong person."

The white police officer asked, "Then why did you refuse to accept the police's questioning? Why did you drive away?"

"I..." Lawrence Miller couldn't answer.

"Are you on drugs?"

"No, I haven't touched those things for a long time, and I can't afford them."

"When did you drink?"

"Uh... I've only had a little drink for a while."

The white police officer unlocked his handcuffs.

Lawrence Miller showed a hint of joy, "Are you going to let me go?"

"No, you need to take a sobriety test."

"I do not need……"

"Why don't you want to? I suggest you accept it."

"I am very sober and drinking does not affect my normal driving."

"But in fact it was your car that swerved and crashed into the green belt."

"It was you who hit me. I want to go home now."

"Listen, this is the third time I'm asking you, are you willing to take a field sobriety test?"

Lawrence Miller took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I accept."

"Then let's go over and test it."

Under the guard of two police officers, Lawrence Miller could only follow the instructions and walk to the open space.

The white police officer said, "It's relatively flat here. Are you satisfied with it?"

"Yes."

"Start straight line testing now."

Lawrence Miller took a deep breath and began to follow the police officer's instructions and slowly walk forward in a straight line.

Two police officers were also observing.

Lawrence Miller walked very slowly. He took three steps forward and staggered a little. He took another step back and almost fell down.

"Sir, I would like to take the test again."

The white police officer did not make things difficult for him and "just started again from where we were."

Lawrence Miller returned to the starting point, calmed down for a moment, and then moved forward again. This time he learned to be smart, take a step, pause, and stabilize his body before taking another step.

Lawrence Miller took nine steps forward, and the white police officer said, "OK, now turn around and go back."

Lawrence Miller stood there and waited for a while, then turned around and walked back.

He took a step forward, swayed his body, and took a step back.

He stopped, stood firm, and took another step forward.

Every time he took a step, he had to stop, stabilize his body, and then continue walking.

Finally, Lawrence Miller returned to the starting point. It took him much longer than ordinary people to walk this circle.

However, the conditions for drunk driving in Los Angeles are very relaxed. The white police officer hesitated for a while and said, "You passed."

Lawrence Miller breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I leave?"

"There is also a second test. You have to be independent on one leg, with one leg off the ground and one leg supporting."

"Which leg does it stand on?"

"what ever."

Lawrence Miller rubbed his face with his hands, stood on his right foot, and slowly raised his left leg, "Is this okay?"
To be continued...