149, Old Fox

I shook my head gloomily, closed my eyes, and said coldly: "Don't worry about it, when you get to the police station, everything listens to me, you just say that you are confused, you don't know anything, understand?"

Chen Jieren was a little suspicious when he heard my words, but he also knew that this was a tricky matter, and he would not be able to explain it clearly for a while, not to mention, he himself was involved. Only by doing what I say can he be happy.

He nodded and said, "Alas, everything is up to you. ”

At this time, the middle-aged police officer, after dealing with the follow-up affairs of the two accident cars, got into the driver's compartment in front, turned around and shouted: "Shut up, don't talk to each other until you are under investigation." ”

"Alas," Chen Jieren hurriedly nodded in response.

I didn't open my eyes, just leaned quietly on the carriage, my head spinning rapidly.

Shen Ruhai really couldn't help but make a move, and Du San's people must have come.

Today, if it weren't for the silver Land Rover, Chen Jieren and I would have been hit by those two Cherokees and died on the spot.

Du San didn't lose his words, and now he doesn't know how many people he sent to protect Chen Jieren, and how those people were injured.

If those people lose their lives because of this incident, then the blood debt in Shen Ruhai's hands will be added to it.

Shen Ruhai's people are most likely still the rich second-generation horse boy named Shu Ye.

Today, it was hard to get involved with Shen Ruhai, what method should be used to attract the attention of the police?

It's a difficult question.

My mind replayed the situation.

Four cars, two in front and two behind, sandwiched my black Volkswagen in the middle, the front two cars for blocking and the two cars behind for ramming.

The car in front of Shen Ruhai changed lanes in violation of regulations and slowed down, and the two Cherokees behind him were speeding and did not pay attention to the safety distance, which was difficult to escape.

Including their own black Volkswagen, speeding, not keeping a full distance, and even rear-ending the car in front.

But the Passat, which is as deep as the sea, has not violated any traffic management regulations and laws from beginning to end.

It did not change lanes, deliberately slow down, or rear-end any vehicles.

The only speeding, which he could have explained, was because my Volkswagen crashed into the rear of his car and was forced to speed up.

Old fox, old fox, pick yourself so clean!

I deeply sighed at Shen Ruhai's old treacherous slippery, and regretted that he missed a move.

Ginger is still old and spicy, I have to admit.

In the current situation, even if he arrives at the traffic police station, Shen Ruhai will be the first to be released, and he can even call himself a victim, but I may be annoying.

Because I couldn't explain why I was speeding and ramming the rear of the Passat, and even more unclear, I was still parking, going to the door and yelling at the people in the Passat.

Thinking about it, I am more like a perpetrator with bad intentions, and Shen Ruhai is the victim.

I silently gritted my teeth, but a familiar number inexplicably appeared in my mind: C4687.

I remembered the night Ren Qiang was killed, the traffic policeman Xiao Zhigang who dealt with the red hair.

Maybe if I find him, there is still hope that I can keep Shen Ruhai, and I hope that he can pay attention to this accident.

Now, I'm sure I'll be able to convince him.

Because, I already know the ins and outs of Ren Qiang's death, and at the same time, I have a strong witness.

The police car drove off the viaduct at the nearest intersection and returned to the route I was familiar with.

I knew that it wouldn't be long before the car would be back in the traffic police.

I began to organize the language in my head, imagining how to get their attention.

Soon, two police cars drove into the compound of the traffic police department.

We and Shen Ruhai were led by two waves of people.

Chen Jieren was assigned to a female policeman, and I was taken directly into the interrogation room by the middle-aged policeman just now.

Sitting down behind the wide table, I looked coldly at the high-spirited police officer, thinking about how I should meet Xiao Zhigang.

The middle-aged police officer sat down with a big grin, glared at me and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

I glared back at him, approached the table, and said mysteriously, "I said it was murder, do you believe it?"

"Murder?" he looked helpless, as if he had heard a not-so-funny joke.

Glancing at the opaque glass window on the wall, he couldn't help but smile: "I see that you have watched too many TV series, let's say, whose field is the car this time? This is the pen, write it down for me when you think about it. I've seen a lot of people like you. ”

As he spoke, he threw me a pen and a piece of paper.

"Huh," I smiled contemptuously, and didn't reach for it.

The paper floated up on the large tabletop like a fallen leaf, down the edge of the table and to the ground.

The middle-aged police officer glared at the bull's eye, gritted his teeth and said, "What, refuse to cooperate? ”

I looked up at him and asked, "Have you ever seen a Volkswagen flying car?"

He was stunned for a moment, immediately came to his senses, and said, "It doesn't seem to be." ”

"It's a murder!"

"Bang," he slammed his fist on the table, and said impatiently, "Here it is again, you give me honesty, think about writing down what you know, and I'll come back later." ”

"If you don't use it, I won't write it, because I don't know who is sitting in the car. Those two Cherokees are here to kill me, and I want to know more about them than you do. ”

I leaned back in my chair and looked directly at him.

He was annoyed, Huo De stood up suddenly, pointed at me and said, "Hey, you are really an old fritter, do you have a door on your mouth, what you say is more mysterious than in the movie, I almost believed it." ”

I jerked to my feet, my eyes full of anger.

"They're here to kill me, if you don't believe me, you can call Officer Xiao Zhigang and Officer Xiao. ”

"You're still putting up a score, aren't you, you kid thinks this is a foot-washing city, and people can change it at will? I tell you, don't waste everyone's time, honestly confess your accomplices, maybe you can fight for leniency. I don't explain it here, and I will be handed over to the criminal police team, but I won't be treated so comfortably. ”

He insisted that I was a member of the Biao Che Party, which made me cry and laugh.

This may be because the vehicles that had the accident had bad information records in the traffic police station.

That's why he mistakenly thought that we were flying cars.

It seems that ordinary methods are impossible to attract their attention.

Gritting my teeth, I slammed my fist on the table and shouted: "I want to see Xiao Zhigang, Xiao Zhigang, C4687, C4687, C4687......"

"What are you going to do?" the middle-aged police officer was startled, rushed behind him, quickly removed the riot equipment behind the door, and was about to rush over and greet me.

At that moment, the door creaked and opened.