Chapter Twenty-Seven: Even Shixian is not allowed to drink and drive!
When he received a call from the traffic brigade that day, Fang Wuying was not in a good mood. During that time, the people around him could see that he was under a lot of pressure, and Fang Wuying always had a very high vigilance against the stage of the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, and he also hoped to instill this kind of cognition into every member of the control group by strengthening the intensive training.
Therefore, that call from the traffic brigade came at an inopportune time.
"What offending driver? What does his violation have to do with us? Fang Wuying was a little impatient, "We don't drive around here!" ”
Although his attitude was not good enough, the tone of the traffic management brigade was still very gentle: "...... We have received a notice from above before, saying that once there are such suspicious elements, we must report them to you. ”
"But we don't care about illegal drivers here......"
Before he finished speaking, Lei Jun snatched the earpiece: "Hey, hello, I'm sorry I'm the person in charge here, what's the matter?" ”
Fang Wuying snorted, which meant that he was a little dissatisfied with Lei Jun's "self-proclaimed person in charge".
Lei Jun listened for a while, covered the microphone, and glared at Fang Wuying: "Everyone has something, why don't you receive it well?" ”
"Only when the ancients came to inform us." Fang Wuying didn't have a good airway, "Did the ancients know how to drive?" ”
"The loophole detected last Wednesday was around 750 A.D., during the reign of Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. The basic error is not more than two years. Lei Jun lowered his voice, in order to prevent the other end of the earpiece from hearing, "I haven't found out the problem yet, but the emergency notice has been sent to the public security and traffic management agencies." ”
Fang Wuying blinked, a little embarrassed.
“…… Really? It's dangerous! That's really problematic. Lei Jun held the earpiece and looked serious, "Thank you, so let's send someone over immediately." ”
He hung up the phone, and Fang Wuying hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”
"Quite possibly." Lei Jun said, "The traffic police caught the truck on the highway, the driver did not have a driver's license, the alcohol test exceeded the standard, and the speeding driver hit the police car, but fortunately everyone was fine." ”
"And then?"
"And then?" Lei Jun's eyes widened, "Then let's go pick up someone!" ”
After getting into the car, Lei Jun told Fang Wuying that the driver caught by the traffic police was said to be more than 1.8 meters tall, drunk, with long hair, who couldn't understand what he said, and who had a controlled knife on his body, and had a good temper. Because of the difficulty of communication, he asked the traffic police for a brush......
"The traffic police brigade has a brush?"
"Give him a pen and he won't use it, but then he gives him a brush and ink, and he starts to ...... on the ground."
"Could it be Zhang Xu?" Fang Wuying is a calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, famous for his wild grass, and also a man from the middle of the sixth century.
"But what he wrote was 'The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky'......"
"Maybe Zhang Xu likes Li Bai's poems......"
"People in the Tang Dynasty can write poems, so it is not uncommon to pirate others."
"That is to say...... My Mom! ”
The two people in the car were relatively silent, with tears in their hearts.
"Why did he run to open a Futian card?" Fang Wuying finally asked with an embarrassed expression.
"How do I know?" Lei Jun was even more depressed, "I also hit the traffic policeman's car." Where did he get the car? ”
"I want to know more about how he learned to drive......
"If he really knows how to drive, how could he hit the traffic policeman's car?"
"If he doesn't know how to drive, how did he drive the car on the Beijing-Zhuhai Expressway?"
"But the question is, where did he get the car?!"
"How do I know! It was rewarded by Tang Xuanzong! Hahaha! ”
"Tang Xuanzong will reward agricultural diesel bouncing cars?!"
“…… Well, the Tang Dynasty has also had an economic crisis recently. Fang Wuying said haha, "In the early years, I might have been rewarded with a horse 6, Corolla or something." ”
Lei Jun moved his chin that was about to tilt out of the window.
After a while, he said, "Are you in a better mood now?" ”
Fang Wuying looked at the road ahead, exhaled, and nodded.
“…… Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Wuhu and Sixteen Kingdoms are not hell. ”
"I try not to treat it like hell." Fang Wuying blinked, "If you can't think about it, I'll take Yangzhou Ten Days and Jiading Three Slaughters to comfort myself." ”
Lei Jun glanced at him, and his expression was obviously incorrigible.
The two of them entered the traffic brigade, and in the hall, two short-skirted traffic police beauties were mopping the floor, and a young man came over with a bucket of water, it seemed that this had been washed more than once.
On the ground, there was a large area of inky black.
"What's going on?" Lei Jun asked.
The young man put down the bucket and rubbed his shoulders, "I don't know, come a madman, take a big brush and lie on the ground to write big characters......"
"What's the big word?" A policewoman in a short skirt interrupted him, "What they wrote is going to drink!" Is there any culture? ”
"Where do I have culture?" The young man smiled, "That's the cultured one that made the two of you wash the floor all afternoon." ”
Lei Jun coughed and took out his work card: "Excuse me, are you Captain Xing here?" ”
As soon as the young man saw his work card, he quickly said, "Oh, our captain is waiting for you in the office on the second floor." ”
Lei Jun and Fang Wuying glanced at each other, and Fang Wuying said, "Is the one who writes with a brush also there?" ”
The young man scratched his head and grinned, as if he didn't know what to say, but the short-haired girl was quick-mouthed: "That one, too, is in the office, and the wine has not woken up, and he is asleep." ”
Lei Jun sighed silently, and went up to the second floor with Fang Wuying.
They came to the door of the captain's office, Lei Jun knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man's voice came from inside: "Please come in." ”
Pushing the door in, Lei Jun showed his work ID and introduced Fang Wuying, the captain Xing was quite enthusiastic, but when Lei Jun asked where the violators were, his expression was a little embarrassed.
"In the inner room." He pointed to the next door, "After I finished writing the poem, I fell to the ground drunk, and I couldn't wake up, so I called two young men to help him up, and told him to sleep in here for a while." ”
"We want to see him, can we?" Lei Jun asked.
Captain Xing nodded, walked inside, and pushed the door open: "Look, he hasn't woken up yet." ”
Lei Jun walked into the room, and on the sofa inside, there was a tall man lying inside, his face facing inside, and he was sleeping soundly. His hair was coiled on top of his head, but he was wearing a blue overalls and a pair of jeans in his trousers......
The "controlled knife" was placed beside him, and Lei Jun recognized that it was an ancient sword.