The originally wide road was blocked due to dozens of large trucks blocking the middle of the road.
The situation was beyond the control of a group of traffic police. They just followed Lin Kun's order and wanted to deal with the overloaded truck. However, they didn't expect the truck driver to be so awesome. He called whenever he had a disagreement and called so many people after the phone call.
The brothers blocked the road together.
Normally, when you encounter an illegally parked vehicle, you can just call a tow truck to tow it away. But that is for ordinary family cars. If it is a bus, you can also try to tow it. The key point is that these are large trucks, and they are all loaded with equipment.
The car was obviously overweight when it was full of ore raw materials.
The tires of the truck were obviously flattened, and the ground was obviously deformed under the pressure of the tires. Even a dozen ordinary trailers would not necessarily be able to tow this one.
What's more, there are more than a dozen trucks swarming in front of you...
On one side is a long queue of traffic jams, with impatient horns blaring and drivers inside complaining and cursing.
On the other side, a group of truck drivers sat on the ground and played Landlord in the middle of the truck.
"Captain, why don't you go talk to me again?"
The weather was already sultry, and seven or eight traffic policemen gathered together, their backs soaked with sweat. They had just made a phone call, hoping to get support from the bureau, but no one came after waiting for a long time. They also tried to talk to this person.
I talked to a group of truck drivers, but they didn't listen to you at all.
In addition, the director of their jurisdiction got the news and personally called them and asked them to handle it properly as soon as possible. If they can't handle it well, they can take off their uniforms and leave tomorrow.
Oops, the iron rice bowl is about to be destroyed.
Now, they no longer have the time or energy to think about their iron rice bowl. Drivers have already come down from the long queue of traffic jams, pointing at them, and seeming to come and beat them.
Failure to resolve the problem would be dereliction of duty.
After being traffic policemen for so many years, they felt a sense of urgency and mission for the first time.
The captain's name was Lin Dabao. He was in his early forties, and it was not easy for him to reach this position with no identity or background. He took a deep breath, smoothed the hair on his forehead, and under the watchful eyes of his subordinates, he walked towards the middle of the big truck.
A group of truck drivers came over.
The team members followed behind...
"Which of you is in charge?"
Lin Dabao came to a group of people, and his momentum was obviously not as strong as before. Just now, he sounded stern, but in the end, he angered the group of truck drivers in front of him with his disagreement.
These truck drivers do not have high academic qualifications, but they definitely have a lot of social evil in them. When they are driving, they are drivers, but when they are not driving, they are typical hooligans.
Of course, this does not mean that all truck drivers are like this, but it is just that these drivers who drive for the major mining families in Mobei really can't do their jobs without a bit of rugged gangsterism.
No one paid attention, but a dark-skinned truck driver sitting on the ground turned his head and spit. The spit was mixed with yellow phlegm, and he spat right in front of Lin Dabao's toes. A little further forward, this disgusting spit
He vomited on his feet.
Lin Dabao doesn't have a good temper. He has worked in the Traffic Department for so many years. Although he has suffered a lot of cowardice in the workplace, he has always been very confident when dealing with lawbreakers.
But it's definitely the first time in more than ten years since I've been a police officer that I'm as frustrated as I am today.
"you……"
Lin Dabao glared at the spitting middle-aged man, but had to suppress his anger. Since no one came forward to admit that he was the person in charge, he just said to everyone: "Brothers are all sensible people.
We want to investigate and deal with our car, and we are also following orders from our superiors. In addition, our car is indeed seriously overweight. This not only damages the roadbed, but is also harmful to all of us. If the tire cannot withstand a puncture, then...
"
"Cio!"
Before Lin Dabao finished speaking, another black-faced man next to the black-faced man who had just spat cursed: "The police are amazing, how can the police curse our brothers here? Are you scaring us who just drove yesterday? I'm driving."
I’ve had the car for several years and I’ve been driving it like this, and I’ve never seen anyone’s tire blow out. MD…crow’s mouth!”
Lin Dabao's face was ugly, and the several traffic police brothers following him all had ugly faces. They were about to step forward together, but Lin Dabao, who had an ugly face, raised his hand to stop them.
Lin Dabao took a long breath and said: "Brothers, it's not the solution for us to be stuck here now. Everyone has seen the traffic jam outside. Even if we don't think about ourselves, we should think about other people as well, and we should hurry up as soon as possible.
Move the car."
"Bah!"
Another round-faced, fat man spoke in a foul language: "What does it have to do with me whether they are stuffed or not? Aren't you going to investigate our car? I have stopped the car. Police comrades, please hurry up."
Let’s investigate and deal with them, or else they can arrest us.”
"Ha ha……"
A group of other truck drivers also laughed and shouted: "I happen to be single and I don't know where to eat tonight. It would be good to have a meal in the detention center."
"I have rented a house. I think I can save some money on drinking by hanging out in the detention center for a night."
"If you can catch us all, you will save yourself the hard work of driving outside every day."
……(one zero)
This group of people was obviously playing rogue, but even if they knew they were playing rogue, Lin Dabao and others couldn't do anything about it.
Use force, their numbers are not superior, let the brothers from the police station arrest the people. I have called three times, and the other party's reply is that they are on the way, but there is no sign of anyone at all.
On one side, these truck drivers were helpless, and on the other side, the leaders of the Traffic Department were urging them. The seven or eight traffic policemen were so anxious that they were almost driven to a dead end.
Of course they knew in their hearts that some big shot from above was trying to intimidate them.
And this threat is not directed at them, but...
Across the road, on the roadside of a low building opposite, was a black luxury car. (Zero One)
Zhao Qingming, director of the Mobei Transportation Department, sat in the back row and looked at the long queue of traffic jams outside.
The dusk outside the car window was dissipating little by little, and the faces of anxious people on the road were reflected red.
Zhao Qingming had a smile on his face. He held a brand-name cigarette in his hand. Sitting next to him was another middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was wearing a decent Chinese-style shirt and gold-rimmed glasses.
Wearing a pocket watch, he looked extremely elegant.
The middle-aged man does not smoke, nor does he hate the smell of cigarettes. There is also a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Qingming said: "The man named Lin wants to give us a showdown, so we will give him one first."
The gentle middle-aged man smiled and said: "Not everyone can visit this bay in Mobei. He is good at hurting people and stealing goods on the battlefield, but today he has to walk away without food."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a Mobei local news media vehicle stopped on the road in front of him. Reporters and photographers jumped out of the vehicle and rushed toward the crowd... (To be continued)