Yinlong's father was very dissatisfied and forcibly suppressed his anger and asked, "What do you mean, little comrade?" ”

Hu Rong said: "Before the accident, the deceased drank a dozen beers in the bar and smoked soft drugs, drove an unlicensed vehicle on the winding mountain road, and according to the determination of technicians, the car was more than 150 kilometers high and 300% at the time of the accident!" Another very important point is that the deceased's driver's license has been revoked for causing death due to a serious accident a week ago, which is unlicensed driving. ”

Everyone is * eyed, this Xiaohu is too serious, after all, the dead are the greatest, how inappropriate it is to say this now.

Sure enough, Yinlong's parents were furious, and the fat man pointed at Hu Rong and roared, "Which unit are you from?" Who are you leading? Tell him to come to me! I ripped off your clothes with a word, believe it or not! ”

The middle-aged wicked woman was even more powerful, and she pounced directly, opened her teeth and claws to dig Hu Rong's face, and was captured by her with a beautiful **, and the people next to her hurriedly came up to pull the fat man, and the flesh on her face was shaking, and shouted: "Whose subordinate is this little **, I have to pick her clothes today, my mobile phone, my mobile phone!" ”

Hu Rong pushed the middle-aged wicked woman aside and said with a sneer: "My name is Hu Rong, I am the second brigade, our captain is called Han Guang, the captain of the detachment is called Song Jianfeng, the director is called Ma Boren, and the secretary of the political and legal committee is Hu Yuejin, if you don't have a phone number, I can help you dial." ”

The fat man was furious, and suddenly someone next to him grabbed him and whispered something in his ear, and he stopped moving like a deflated ball.

But isn't it, no matter how powerful he is, he can't pick up the ** of the daughter of the secretary of the political and legal committee.

Hu Rong said to the accident team leader: "Our ** conclusion is that there is no so-called Beverly taxi or ae86, this is all the hallucinations of eyewitnesses after taking drugs, this is an accident, it is accidental and inevitable, I personally regret it, it is a pity that it is such a good Porsche." ”

The captain of the accident team couldn't cry or laugh, Secretary Hu's daughter was simply too sharp, could she be **all this virtue**? But I can't complain that it was originally a traffic accident, colleagues in the traffic police department have long discussed Yinlong, this kid can live past the age of twenty-five, it is considered lucky, and sure enough, he hung up before the age of twenty-two, Hu Rong said yes, this person is scumbag, it's a pity, the only pity is the Porsche.

"Brigade Zhong, I'll give you a written investigation report when I turn around." After Hu Rong finished speaking, she turned around and left, and she didn't look at the parents of the deceased.

A week ago, the cleaning worker Zhang was hit and killed in the case, and the criminal investigation department also intervened**The second team has long been concerned about Yinlong, this kid has been a lot of evil deeds** The girl organized drag racing to endanger public safety, but has been suffering from the lack of strong evidence, so that Fu Fa last week Yinlong drunk driving hit and killed the cleaner, this was originally a bad accident, but because Yinlong's family background was gone, Yinlong even refused to apologize to the family of the deceased, only symbolized ** gave 60,000 yuan, and asked people to write a guarantee and never appeal before giving these things as ** Hu Rong is clear.

The daughter of the old ** has a strong sense of justice, and she has long been unaccustomed to the black sheep of Yinlong, so she said the irritating words just now, she was happy and comfortable, but she inadvertently made an enemy for her father.

……

On the winding mountain road in the western suburbs, two police motorcycles are driving slowly, one old and one young, two stop from time to time, pull out the steel tape measure to measure, the night is too dark, some accident data is not measured clearly, so the traffic police team sent two policemen to supplement the measurement during the day.

The young motorcycle policeman was the traffic policeman who had cooperated with Liu Ziguang to capture the traffickers, Li Shangting, the little traffic policeman with a helmet and leather boots under the scorching sun, carefully measured, and from time to time recorded in a small notebook that the two policemen came to the vicinity of the mountain, Li Shangting finally couldn't help but say: "Old Song, I think something is wrong." ”

What he called Lao Song was an old policeman with gray sideburns, two bars and three flowers on his shoulders, but he was still riding a motorcycle to the front line, and it seemed that the administrative level was not high, Lao Song wiped the sweat on his head and said: "What do you have to say, young man?" Tell me about it? ”

Li Shangting took a small notebook and said: "Judging by the traces, there was indeed a drag race here last night, I measured the brake marks, one of which is Porsche, and there is a mysterious car, judging by the brake marks, its drifting action seems to be more smooth, I vaguely feel that this car is ahead of Porsche." ”

Old Song listened with interest and asked, "What else?" ”

"Also, the eyewitness's statement should be correct, according to my measurements, the wheelbase of the car that I was racing with Porsche last night was 254O, and the AE86 wheelbase that the accident team leader said should be 257O."

"And then?"

"254O is the wheelbase of the Beverly, the witness is not a phantom seen in a psychedelic state, and it will not be a mysterious AE86 when it appears, it is an ordinary white hatchback Beverly, and the oil circuit is not very good, it will drip some lubricating oil."

"So what conclusion do you draw?"

"I don't know, it's hard to explain clearly, only by finding this Beverly can we find out the reason, old Song, you see, this is a simulation of the scene I drew." Li Shangting said and handed over the small notebook.

Lao Song looked at it and threw it back to him and said, "It's not too early, let's go back to dinner." "Then I went to ride my motorcycle.

"Hey, old Song, why don't you take a closer look."

Lao Song stopped and turned around and said solemnly: "Xiao Li, I can see these calculations at a glance, let me ask you, how many people can drive Fukang faster than Porsche?" ”

"I don't know, maybe Schumacher can." Xiao Li was a little dazed.

"Is such a person considered a talent?"

"Count"

"What is the silver dragon that killed the cleaner?"

Li Shangting stopped talking.

"I'm talking for you that it's the scum of society, everything you just said is speculation, and I'm just making comments on the basis of your speculation, a Schumacher level racing driver, a social dregs, two people racing, and one person dies, isn't this a normal, very happy thing? Why do you have to complicate him? If you really have the leisure to do so, why don't you pay attention to the death of the sanitation worker last week? ”

On the winding mountain road, one after another big trucks drove by, setting off puffs of smoke and dust, and the old traffic policeman's earnest words were also covered by the sound of the trucks, Li Shangting lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he looked up and said: "I understand, I will go down the mountain to write a report, and I can't be sure if there was a drag racing incident last night." ”

Lao Song smiled and didn't speak, put on a helmet, and moved the motorcycle.

……

The Porsche car accident incident is over, no matter how powerful Yinlong's parents are, they can't catch the wind and catch the shadows, and they can't waste their energy to find a non-existent AE86, in fact, parents also have a number in their hearts, what kind of goods their son is, but they are not willing to endure this breath.

There is a story that began to circulate among these children who like to drive fast cars in Jiangbei City, and there are many versions, the most famous is that there was an AE86 that night and the silver dragon soared, just when the silver dragon was leading, he saw a cleaner covered in blood standing on the road, and the accident happened......

There are different opinions, anyway, the phenomenon of drag racing in Jiangbei City has been extinct during this period of time.

Fukang, who has serious tire wear in the auto repair shop, is lying quietly on his stomach, Xuanzi knows at a glance that his car has experienced the ghost AE86 story among friends who have experienced ruthless ** playing with cars last night, he also heard about it, but he didn't say anything, didn't ask, closed the door, and personally changed the car with four and a half old tires.

Jiangbei TV Station Jiang Xueqing held the coffee cup and looked at the computer quietly, this is the picture taken by the column team at the bottom of the mountain last night, the gang of gentlemen are still extremely arrogant, obstructing the photographer's shooting, but it is obvious that the color is very strong, probably because of the death of Yinlong, which frightened them.

Jiang Xueqing suddenly understood why Liu Ziguang kept this matter a secret...... She didn't think about it anymore, but stood up, walked to the gate of the TV station, stopped a taxi, and said, "Master, go to Zhicheng Garden." ”

On the road opposite Zhicheng Garden, Jiang Xueqing sat quietly in the taxi, staring at the gate of the community, it was almost two o'clock, the person had not come yet, the taxi driver listened to the traffic platform, looked at the rearview mirror from time to time, and said in his heart, this woman is really strange, threw herself fifty yuan, just to sit here * stupidly.

At one fifty-eight o'clock, Liu Ziguang came to work leisurely on a bicycle, and there was nothing unusual between his eyebrows, seeing him appear, Jiang Xueqing suddenly felt a special emotion in her heart, and she couldn't help but chant in a low voice: Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving behind, flick your clothes and go to hide your name and name.

At this moment, Jiang Xueqing finally understood what a chivalrous man was and what a hermit was.

"Let's go, master." Jiang Xueqing said.

The taxi driver moved the car, looked suspiciously at the girl in the rearview mirror, and after a while, she burst into tears.