As soon as Wang Beidang arranged for someone to go to the hospital to deliver money, Zheng Bajin took Zeng Kengren away.
Feixu followed behind, as if he had taken a liking to Zheng Bajin.
Zheng Bajin turned around and said coldly: "Why, you're not leaving yet. Are you going to spend the New Year in the police station?"
Fei Ax looked at Zheng Bajin with an innocent face: "You promised to ensure my safety."
"Hmph, I'll give you five cents to shave your head, and you'll be hairless for the rest of your life?" Zheng Bajin said angrily.
However, I suddenly thought that this person can also be used as a witness. If you want to leave, let's go together.
Thinking of this, he no longer planned to walk, but pointed at the BMW and said, "Can you drive?"
Feixu didn't quite understand what Zheng Bajin had just said, so he nodded and said, "I've done it before."
"Okay, help me drive." After Zheng Bajin finished speaking, he turned back to Wang Beidang and said, "Have someone move the motorcycle aside and stop blocking traffic. The others have also dispersed. Come with me. , then you will need to testify so that the perpetrator can be brought to justice."
Wang Beidang nodded and asked two people to lift the motorcycle aside.
The motorcycle was severely damaged and can no longer be ridden. Even the wheels have long been deformed and it seems to be scrapped.
However, it is just a second-hand motorcycle, which is not worth much in itself. With the 30,000 yuan that I just spent, excluding the medical expenses, I should be able to buy a nearly useless one.
After doing all this, Wang Beidang said to the people: "Everyone, please leave now. I believe there will be a fair trial according to the law. At that time, if everyone is required to testify, I will inform everyone."
People nodded, most of them still had to go to work, and their wives and children at home were waiting for money and the day's expenses.
Of course, several people who were workers with Wang Beidang also went to work separately and helped to take away the nearly scrapped motorcycle.
At this time, the traffic quickly returned to normal, and people watching the excitement got on the bus and left one after another.
There was only a Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road, and a beautiful woman in the car looked at the driver who had just gotten in.
The driver answered the question proactively without waiting for questions: "I heard this young man's name is Wang An and he is a policeman, but I don't know which police station he belongs to?"
The beautiful woman nodded. Although she was not satisfied with the driver's answer, she could understand that the person involved and the migrant workers may not know clearly. It would be too abrupt to ask the driver to ask the guy directly.
Seeing someone getting into the BMW and grabbing the perpetrator, he was about to leave, so he closed the window and prepared to leave. However, Zheng Bajin's appearance has been deeply imprinted in her brain, and she can't get rid of it!
However, at this moment, a siren sounded in the distance.
On the road where traffic had just resumed, the car was moving slowly. Even a police car could not reach the scene in a short time. The two policemen in the car got out of the car and ran after him.
Zheng Bajin was about to leave, but the female driver's skills were really poor. After a leap, the 3.0-displacement BMW stalled.
"Have you ever driven one before? You must have driven a tank before!" Zheng Bajin said angrily, "By the way, Brother Wang, can you drive one?"
"No, I have only driven a motorcycle." Wang Beidang said with some embarrassment.
Feixu's face turned red when he heard it, and he explained: "I really didn't know that this car had such a small displacement and lack of power. It is incomparable to the ones I have driven before."
Zheng Bajin was speechless for a while. Do you still think this car has a small displacement? It’s true that a well-fed man doesn’t know how hungry a hungry man is. You must know that this car is something that many people will never be able to afford in their lifetime.
After a moment's hesitation, two policemen came running over.
Zeng Kengren had already given up, but was manipulated to death by Zheng Bajin. However, when I saw the police running towards me, I couldn't help but feel happy and shouted outside: "Police, help me!"
Zheng Bajin didn't stop him. Anyway, he has a mouth, so if you want to shout, just shout!
Wang Beidang didn't realize anything was wrong. Anyway, Wang An was a policeman and they were a family member.
The police just glanced at Zeng Kengren and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the scene. There were only some motorcycle fragments and nothing else was found.
They received instructions from the leader that there was a traffic accident and someone was causing trouble maliciously, and they were asked to handle it, but the troublemaker was not there at all.
"I am a relative of Deputy Mayor Liu. Come and save me. When the time comes, I will tell Deputy Liu that you will be promoted." Zeng Kengren became anxious and shouted at the indifferent policeman.
When the two heard that they were relatives of the leader and knew that he was the real owner, they couldn't help but pay attention. They rushed to the BMW in two steps at a time and shouted inside: "Stop!"
"The car was parked." Zheng Bajin cursed, opened the door, got out of the car, looked at the two of them calmly, and said to himself, don't be too slow.
"What's going on?" The two of them frowned when they saw Zeng Kengren's handcuffs.
"This little policeman wants to arrest me, and I want to sue him." Zeng Kengren suddenly became more energetic, as if he had returned to his usual arrogance.
The two of them couldn't help but be stunned, a little disgusted that this person specially added a small word. However, the people who claimed to be relatives of Vice President Liu were people he did not dare to mess with. They looked at Zheng Bajin together, hoping that he would give a reasonable explanation.
"You two arrived just in time. This man hit someone with his car and injured someone. He has been sent to the hospital. His life and death are still unknown. What do you think? I suggest you test the alcohol content in his body first." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
"No, it was the motorcycle that hit my car." When Zeng Kengren heard that he was going to take an alcohol test, he didn't know the seriousness of the matter. Anyway, he often played like this. However, when he heard that he hit someone, he I will deny it even to death.
"He was the one who hit him, I can testify." Wang Beidang was unhappy with Zeng Kengren's sudden retort.
The two policemen couldn't help but be startled. It had happened many times that the father-in-law said the public was right and the mother-in-law said the mother-in-law was right.
However, they were traffic policemen with a certain level of professionalism. A look at the front of the car showed signs of impact.
Looking at the ruts on the ground, there are no obvious traces of braking, so it must be a drunk driver.
The two looked at each other, a little embarrassed for a moment.
They only came to attack the front station, and there were others behind.
When I received a call from the leader, I knew what was going on. I even found the person who was responsible for the top of the tank. Unexpectedly, there was such a policeman at the scene. And he was not familiar with him, and he looked businesslike.
The two of them were hesitant to take out the detector, wanting to wait for the leader to arrive before making a decision.
The two looked at each other again, and suddenly reached a certain consensus. They smiled and said to Zheng Bajin: "It turns out that we are colleagues. I don't know which institute I am from. Can you lend me a step to talk?"
Zheng Bajin didn't want to embarrass the two of them, so he said to Wang Beidang: "Just be careful and don't let him run away. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he stood aside with the two of them and said with a smile: "You two, are there any difficulties? Isn't it just an ordinary drunk driver who caused a traffic accident?"
When the two heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. They were really dumb and stubborn.
An older man looked at Zheng Bajin and said earnestly: "Brother, everyone is here for this food. You are just like us. Your salary of several hundred yuan a month is not enough for living expenses."
As he said that, he took out a pack of five-dollar cigarettes, smoked one and handed it to Zheng Bajin's eyes. The meaning was quite obvious. If he relied on his salary, he would not be willing to smoke such expensive cigarettes.
