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3-6 Dark Justice

The BMW collision incident has become a hot topic. Originally, the party responsible for the accident was aggressive and tried to minimize the problem by relying on their deep background. However, the matter was brought to the forefront. Major online forums have had a huge impact and have overwhelming public opinion. They have criticized the cruelty and arrogance of the party responsible.

There are only two evaluations of his death: one is that his death was deserved, and the other is that his death is not regrettable.

If the perpetrator had not died, things would have been very complicated. Should he be punished harshly or lightly for traffic accident crimes or endangering public safety? How to deal with the families of the dead and injured, how to compensate, how to deal with the aftermath, and finally how to get the person out of jail?

This is related to the entire judicial industry chain.

But when a person dies, the matter is very simple. It only involves the issue of compensation. But there is another matter. The family members of the perpetrator want to hold the Mercedes-Benz and the traffic police responsible. They say that if the Mercedes-Benz and the traffic police do not chase them, their children will not be able to catch up.

Will not die.

The public security organs were a little unhappy. They were just being unreasonable and unforgiving. They were being unreasonable and unforgiving. They were just bullying people too much. However, due to the background of these people, they had to investigate further.

The leader came to talk to Lao Song. Lao Song was also a thorny figure in the traffic police team. He slapped the table with the leader on the spot. That drunk driver deserved his death. You guys want to use this matter to harm me!

The leader was also afraid of getting into trouble. After all, the impact of this incident was too great and it would be bad for everyone if it spread. He had to say: "Old Song, don't worry about this. We will ensure that you are the Mercedes-Benz car. You saw clearly at the time who was driving it, what model and license plate it was."

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Although the camera captured the picture that night, due to the speed, it could only be barely distinguished that it was a black Mercedes-Benz. The specific model and license plate were not known, and the testimony of eyewitnesses was required to find out the whereabouts of the Mercedes-Benz.

Old Song shook his head fiercely: "The night was too dark and too fast for me to see clearly."

The leader banged the table angrily and said, "Old Song's next round of promotion is just around the corner. You don't want to retire with the rank of first-class superintendent. If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your wife and children."

Lao Song took off his police hat, took out his cigarette, lit it and said leisurely: "You can do whatever you want."

The leader shook his head and said: "From tomorrow on, you will no longer be on duty in the city. I will send you to the bayonet brigade to stand guard."

This is a disguised form of punishment. The bayonet brigade is far from the city, making life inconvenient. There is little to gain and few opportunities to make meritorious deeds.

Lao Song stood up with a nonchalant expression, put on his police hat, looked at the leader, and turned away.

The leader's hands were shaking with anger but he had no choice but to pick up the phone and said: "Call Xiao Li in for me."



In the corridor of the office building of the traffic police detachment, Li Shangting was sitting uneasily, holding his police hat. Just now, when Lao Song came out, he gave him a meaningful look and said nothing. He just pointed at the police badge on his hat. This intriguing action made Li Shangting think.

Many people still didn’t guess what the master meant in the end.

A slender policewoman walked over and said, "Deputy Political Commissar Li Shangting is looking for you."

"Yes!" Li Shangting stood up, put on his hat upright, walked to the door of the office, shouted a report, walked in, saluted, then took off his hat and held it in his hands, standing in the middle of the room.

"Xiao Li is here, sit down quickly." The political commissar smiled kindly and waved to Li Shangting to sit down. He personally poured him a cup of tea and sat on the sofa. He chatted cordially with Xiao Li and asked him what year he graduated and what he has been doing recently.

Do you have any friends like this?

The leader's warm and caring care made Li Shangting's heart feel warm and relieved.

"This old Song chased the perpetrator in an unorganized and undisciplined way, causing death. The organization wants to hold him accountable. And that mysterious Mercedes-Benz car chased people and caused death. This responsibility must be borne by someone. Xiao Li, tell me what you saw that night."

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As he spoke, the political commissar stared at Li Shangting with burning eyes filled with encouragement and expectation.

Li Shangting hesitated about the situation that night. He would never forget it. If Bei Xiaoshuai hadn't knocked him down, he might have died under the wheel of the BMW.

The driver and passenger of the Mercedes-Benz, Li Shangting, all knew each other. A few months ago, it was found that a counterfeit Honda was driven by these people. Moreover, the person in the passenger seat had once rescued abducted children with him.

There was a lot of commotion on the Internet. Li Shangting clearly remembers his name as Liu Ziguang.

Do you want to tell the political commissar or not? Li Shangting is very distressed. Everything he has seen and heard since working is completely different from his original intention in the police academy. The public security team is mixed, there are good guys who are loyal and courageous, and there are also those who are corrupt and pervert the law. Simply divide people into

The two categories of good and bad are obviously naive. It is difficult to define whether everything you do is in compliance with the law and morality.

As if he had guessed what Xiao Li was thinking, the political commissar said patiently: "Xiao Li, you have to distinguish between law and love. Maybe you think this Mercedes-Benz is acting bravely, but don't forget that this behavior has already caused the loss of a human life."

This kind of behavior is intolerable. If it is not stopped, how can our road traffic safety be guaranteed?"

Li Shangting couldn't help but ask: "What about the political commissar who caused the drunk driving accident that caused the death of several people? Who is he?"

The political commissar waved his hand: "That is another case that has been transferred to the court and is none of our business."

Li Shangting was silent. He didn't know how to face this problem. It seemed that no matter what he did, he would feel uneasy. Suddenly he saw the silver shield on his cap badge and the silver police badge. At this moment, he felt at ease and said calmly: "Political Commissar."

I remember that I will recognize the person in that Mercedes-Benz car without a license plate if we meet again next time."

The political commissar shook his head. This was not the answer he wanted, but it seemed that there would be no progress if he continued asking. This Xiao Li was just as stubborn as Old Song.

"Okay, you can go back." The political commissar sat back in his chair and said without raising his head.

In fact, the political commissar doesn’t want to meddle in this business, it’s just that he is helpless. In fact, this case is not impossible to solve. If we vigorously investigate, we will definitely find clues, but our energy is limited and we ignore so many major cases. Instead, we engage in such a thankless thing.

If you really find out how to deal with boredom, it will be an extremely troublesome thing. It will cause a fuss and it will be difficult for everyone.

It’s better to do less than to do more. Let’s just forget about it without any noise, the political commissar thought.



The Mercedes-Benz had been transported away overnight and sent to other places for tinkering. At least it could be sold at a higher price. After all, the motive was not bad. However, Xuanzi felt extremely distressed. Liu Ziguang promised him to help him get a few old Gass in the future to entertain him.

stand up.

Xuanzi helped arrange two more cars, an Excelle and an Elysee. They were all stinky models. Parking on the roadside would definitely not attract anyone's attention when walking on the road. Liu Ziguang took Zhuo Li and Bei Xiaoshuai with him again.

The driver who was fooled will not withdraw his troops this time until he kills the prince.

A person like Prince is a mad dog and will bite and leave behind. There must be hidden dangers.

At noon, a black Mondeo car drove out from where the prince was hiding. The prince, wearing sunglasses, looked around furtively and it seemed safe. He stepped on the accelerator and the car sped out and drove straight to the west.

After he drove some distance away, a silver Excelle came out of the alley. He had been waiting here for several hours to finally wait for the prince to come out of the cave.

While driving, Ma picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke: "o1o1, I am o2. Target appears. Target appears. Follow the established route."

This kind of walkie-talkie is the Quansheng King Kong walkie-talkie equipped by the security guards of Zhicheng Garden. It has a power of 7.5 watts and has a communication range of more than ten kilometers in open areas. The communication effect is very good and the channel encryption security is not bad.

After receiving the message, Liu Ziguang immediately took Zhuo Li and Bei Xiaoshuai to the Elysee and walked along the street to the West Prince. The trip was already under their control. This boy's previous family in Pingchuan seemed to have a relatively good business in cannabis and ancient pills.

The price is only 24 yuan. This time the prince spent a lot of money and planned to batch 7,000 pills to sell.

Recently, he lost his wife and lost his troops. The prince didn't even have any horsemen around him. He went to Pingchuan alone to get the goods. He was a very brave man, so he was very brave. Along the way, Excelle and Elysee alternately followed the prince's car for three hours.

Then we finally arrived in Pingchuan City.

The Prince's Mondeo came to a hotel and parked the car. Liu Ziguang and others also parked quietly and sent horses in to inquire about the situation.

The prince opened a room to stay in, so Ma entered the hotel and used a fake ID to open a room, then stayed next to the prince and monitored his every move.

But the prince actually stayed there and never came out. He even asked him to come to the room to eat.

Zhuo Li and Bei Xiaoshuai were resting in the car on the roadside. Liu Ziguang sat in the driver's seat and watched the hotel door without blinking.

"Oh, now I understand how uncomfortable it is for those policemen to sit in jails. It's not easy to do this job even if you have to hold your urine for more than ten hours." Zhuo Li sighed with emotion.

"I also said that it's because the technology can't keep up. If there are trackers and *** installed on the prince, it would be so troublesome. As soon as the computer is turned on, all the information will be so cool. It's like the CIA."

Bei Xiaoshuai took away the pictorial covering his face and said longingly.

"I would have saved you so much trouble by crawling in along the drainage pipe at night and strangling the kid to death." Zhuo Li said impatiently.

"We are civilized people. How can we do that without getting blood on our hands? Otherwise, it will be very troublesome if something happens." Liu Ziguang said.

Seeing that it was already seven o'clock in the evening, there was still no movement from the prince's side. Bei Xiaoshuai went to buy a few box lunches and came back to eat. When he came back, he saw that his two brothers looked excited, and he knew there was a turn for the better.

"The prince just went online and contacted his family via QQ. The transaction volume tonight was huge, 7,000 pieces of mogu!" Zhuo Li's eyes shone.

Bei Xiaoshuai happily waved his fist, "Ouye! That's great. Let's have a good time tonight."

"No, we are upholding dark justice." Liu Ziguang said.


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