2973: C2973 Who Uses What Means

C2973 Who Uses What Means

Windfire Jiro lives in a high-end neighborhood with strict security measures... He was a person who valued his own safety very much and never took risks easily. He never ate breakfast outside and rarely even ate outside. Most of the time, he would cook and eat by himself, even though he was alone. He never found it troublesome.1

He left the office at 7: 25 in the morning. It was 30 minutes when he arrived at the company. Under special circumstances, he would use Delay for 2-3 minutes, but it would not be more than 4 minutes. Therefore, he was always at the office between 7: 55 - 7: 59. He had never been late.

He had very strict requirements for time and did not like to waste time. However, there was an accident today.

Not far from the neighborhood, at a corner, a person suddenly jumped out. Although his car wasn't fast, he reacted in time and stepped on the brakes at the first possible moment. However, he still knocked the person five or six meters away. Judging from the person's painful expression after landing, his injuries weren't light.

"Eight grids!" Feng Huo Jiro cursed in his heart. How could he be so unlucky? He quickly got off the car and ran over to check the situation to see if he could keep it a secret. There were already people passing by who called the police. Feng Huo Jiro saw them. However, there was no way to stop him. However, he was not very worried. A traffic accident was not a big deal. His car was in full danger, but even if he did not buy insurance, he also had money to compensate.

The one who was hit was the middle-aged man who thought he was thin and weak. Judging from his clothes and expression, he was the kind of person who had been working hard for a long time. Feng Huo Jiro felt slightly relieved. Generally, such people had good physical qualities and worked hard for a long time. He trained a strong body, and with his speed, there wouldn't be any bone problems.

He wanted to communicate with the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man was lying on the ground and moaning, ignoring him. Feng Huo Jilang felt helpless. The traffic police were not far from here. Soon, the traffic police arrived.

First, he asked a few onlookers about the situation. Then, he asked the two people who were involved. At this moment, the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground seemed to have calmed down and started talking.

"I'm going to work. When I passed by here, Feng Huo Jilang said. I suddenly looked around to see if there was a car, but I saw this van. The van wasn't moving very fast, so I passed. I didn't expect... I just took a few steps when the van suddenly accelerated... I couldn't react in time, and I was knocked out. I fell to the ground, and I was stunned. I feel pain all over my body. I'm not sure if my bones were hurt or not. I can't get up now. "

When the middle-aged man spoke to the front, Feng Huo Jilang's expression was still relatively calm. Even if his car was a van, he did not care. Many people didn't know Alpha and thought it was a van. But when he suddenly accelerated, his face changed. Obviously it was nonsense, this was the sidewalk, how could he suddenly increase his speed... Normal people wouldn't do such a thing.

"It's not like that. I'm just moving at a constant speed because this is the corner. I even deliberately lowered my speed to see if anyone passed. As soon as he entered the sidewalk, this person suddenly jumped over. His speed was somewhat fast. I didn't stop in time, so I hit him. " Feng Huo Jiro quickly explained, "I have a car recorder on my car. You'll know when you look at it."

"Do you have a car recorder? That's great. Open it and take a look." The traffic policeman said. He had seen a lot of things that were fair and reasonable. Both sides insisted on their views. Usually, there was no special evidence. But if there was a car recorder, it would be direct evidence. It could prove that a lot of things were more convincing than words.

Feng Huo Jiro hurriedly returned to the car, but when he turned on the car recorder, his heart skipped a beat. The recorder was not turned on! What was going on? He quickly checked and found that the interruption was loosening. Bad contact.

"Eight cells!" Feng Huo Jiro was furious. How could this happen? He had been driving this car for less than a year and a half, but such a problem had occurred. He had the urge to rush back to Toyota and slap their production director's desk.

Without the car recorder, there was no direct evidence. The traffic police could only follow the procedure. Both sides tested the alcohol content first to see if there was any alcohol. Although the possibility was very small, early in the morning, at work time... At this time, normal people wouldn't drink, but there were also exceptions... There were too many people drinking at night, so they might not be able to digest all of it in the morning.

First, he tested the middle-aged man who was knocked over, and the alcohol content was 0. Without drinking, he tested Feng Huo Jiro. Feng Huo Jiro generously blew on the air. However, when Feng Huo Jiro looked at the result with confidence, he realized that the traffic police's expression had changed. He focused his eyes and his eyes instantly opened wide, almost bulging out. He could not help but shout, "Impossible!"

The actual number on the device that tested the alcohol content was 89 mg. This was absolutely impossible. He had drunk last night. But he only drank a glass of beer, he remembered very clearly, after a night, he had already digested it. How could it be 89 mg? 0 is right.

"Impossible, there must be an error in the instrument. I request to re-test it." Feng Huo Jiro shouted. The traffic police's law enforcement attitude was very good. They immediately changed a new instrument for Feng Huo Jiro to test, and the result was still 89 mg.

Feng Huo Jiro was stunned. This did not make sense. When the traffic police announced the result for him to sign, he shouted again, "I don't believe it. There's a problem. There must be a problem. I request to test again."

"Don't worry. It's the same as us going to the hospital to take a blood test. That's the most accurate result. We won't wrongly accuse anyone." The traffic police said.

Upon hearing this, Feng Huo Jilang knew that he was going to be late today.

Feng Huo Jiro sat in the traffic police's car and the person who was hit went to the hospital together. The car that caused the accident, Toyota Ar Law, was dragged away by the tow truck.

He drew blood and checked. Finally, the results were out. The alcohol content in Feng Huo Jiro's blood was 98 mg / ml. He had already reached the level of drunk driving. The other person was the person who was hit. His left leg had a fracture in his calf, and the blood alcohol content was 0 mg / ml.

Looking at the result in black and white, Feng Huo Jiro was stunned. He did not understand what was going on, but he really could not understand. Why was it this kind of result? He clearly didn't drink in the morning. He only had breakfast. Could it be because he had been turned around and smashed last night? His scalp felt a little numb. Was it because of this reason that he had disinfected himself with iodine? But it shouldn't be to the extent that it had seeped into his blood, right? Furthermore, he just used a cotton swab to apply it for a while. It shouldn't be so high, right?

Seeing that the police officers had suddenly become serious, Feng Huo Jiro had a bad feeling. Next, the urine test, hair test, and so on, Feng Huo Jiro didn't know what to say. Was Feng Huo treating him as a criminal? The urine test and hair test were methods that only drug dealers would use.

But now, it was too late for him to say anything. He could only follow his instructions... However, he had already thought of the worst-case scenario. According to the recent traffic laws, he would be fined at least five thousand yuan. Furthermore, he would be detained, and his driver's license would be revoked. He would not be able to get his driver's license for the next five years.

If there was no traffic accident, the punishment might have been dealt with in the past because he was a foreigner. Now that there was a traffic accident, the situation was different. What made him most helpless was that because of the car recorder malfunctioning, he was in a very passive position right now, and if there were no accidents, he would have to bear the main or even the full responsibility. Then the attitude of the person who was hit would become critical. He appeared calm on the surface, but in his heart, he was already thinking about whether or not to use diplomatic relations.

Otherwise, if he were to be remanded, he would very likely be locked up for six months. A fine was a small matter, but six months of detention was a big matter.

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]

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