Police Detective

Sure enough, the traffic police haven't arrived yet. There is nothing that can be done about it. The traffic police in Shangjing City are very busy, and no one can come for a while in situations like this where no one was injured.

Many trucks within the Fifth Ring Road are not allowed to leave, but there are still many vans on the Fifth Ring Road. Different from ordinary trucks, these fully enclosed boxes are not solid steel column structures. This rear-end collision will directly The front car body was knocked crooked.

Generally speaking, the rear-end collision and the car behind you are fully responsible, but the two drivers were already angry and took action at the scene.

No one knows how to stop it.

At the scene of a traffic accident, before the traffic police come to take pictures, the more primitive the better. If a car moves away, who will bear the subsequent responsibility? Bai Song has no power to control this, but the fight still needs to be separated. How can the problem be solved if the fight continues like this?

"What are you doing!" Bai Song yelled directly. The two of them stopped and looked at Bai Song. They were both at a loss and their boxing routines were all messed up.

Generally speaking, when two ordinary people are fighting and being yelled at like this, they feel really guilty.

Bai Song didn't doubt that he was there, so he stepped forward and pulled him away.

Bai Song has seen a lot of fights, some of them really have a grudge, they fight to death, and they are completely unrestrained in their actions. It is very laborious to pull away, or even completely impossible. A common fight is between two teenage brats;

But now more and more fights are about face, with each other insulting each other, and not taking action to appear cowardly. In this kind of fight, two people from each side can persuade each other, and the fight will break out.

Bai Song could basically tell which one it was at a glance. These two people were the latter. They insulted each other after they pulled away, but there was no tendency to continue to fight.

"Stop fighting, look at the traffic jam behind you." Bai Song pulled the lightly injured and skilled man aside, "Your car has been hit, and you plan to stay stuck like this? How can such a big person come out and run away? Life is not easy, how can you be so cool just doing it all the time?"

"What does it have to do with you?" The man Bai Song pulled came to his senses and spoke rudely to Bai Song, "I'll beat you up if you meddle in other people's business!"

Obviously, he still hasn't recovered from the advantage of the previous fight. This is the driver of the car in front, almost 40 years old, and relatively strong.

Bai Song pointed his police officer certificate directly at the man's face, "You can try it."

"Hmm" The man then raised his head and looked at Bai Song. Um, does this look like he has a body shape? Can't seem to beat it?

Well, I just can’t beat him, and he’s the one running around in the police car. When I see the police, I’m usually very considerate, and the driver of the car in front of me just stops.

"Move the car quickly. In such a big city, the two of you can block a main road. What are you doing?"

"But!" Another person spoke up, "The traffic police didn't come, how can we be held responsible?"

The person who said this was a young man about the same age as Bai Song. He probably had just obtained his B driver's license not long ago.

"You are fully responsible for the rear-end collision, why do you still need to break it?" Bai Song knew that the person just now was the driver of the car behind him.

"But the traffic police didn't come"

"Do you two have any dispute over this accident?"

"Yes! He blocked me and didn't let me overtake!" The driver behind me became anxious, "I wanted to overtake, but he wouldn't let me."

"Who didn't let you overtake! If you want to overtake, just change lanes!" the driver of the car in front yelled, "Who didn't let you overtake?"

"Change lanes? Only the right lane of these two lanes is open to large vehicles. How can I change lanes and pass you! I've been honking my horn for a long time, but you can't give way to me!"

At this moment, many drivers had gathered around the scene. At least thirty or fifty people from the nearest 100 meters came down to take a look. They were all dumbfounded when they heard the words of the driver behind.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't know that you can overtake on the left, but I heard that there are a lot of rules here in Shangjing. It says that large vehicles are not allowed to occupy the left lane. I have never seen this kind of traffic in our hometown. Rules”

"Uh" Bai Song wanted to speak several times, but didn't know how to speak. Finally, he said weakly: "He is also a big car. If you don't dare to occupy the left side of the road, how can he let you?"

"He goes." The driver of the car behind him was stunned.

?

Yes, he also has a big car, why let me?

Is it true that overtaking is not allowed on the roads in this big city?

"Then there's something wrong with the lane design." The driver behind him murmured. He began to doubt his life. After driving a thousand or two thousand kilometers here and entering Shangjing for the first time, he felt a little panicked.

"You are really the best among the 30 million truck drivers in the country," Bai Song murmured.

everyone was silent

The driver of the car in front glanced at the driver of the car behind him, looked at the injuries on the driver's face, and sighed.

Maybe he felt a little sorry for the child, so he thought for a few seconds, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one to the driver behind him.

Seeing this situation, the drivers behind also took out their cigarettes.

"You two resolve the matter yourselves. The car behind you should move first and make way for the right lane and the emergency lane." Seeing this situation, Bai Song couldn't make a fuss anymore: "We should pay each other some money and we can leave."

"Is this really okay?" The driver in the car behind said a little unsurely, "Isn't it said that all traffic accidents require waiting for the traffic police?"

"How did you learn these traffic regulations? Did you buy a certificate?" Bai Song was speechless, "Article 86 of the Traffic Law, there is no dispute over the facts and no casualties in this type of accident. Well, the injury on your head does not count. In this case, As long as both parties agree and record all information and sign each other's signatures, they can evacuate."

The collision was not too severe, and the car in front of me needed to have a sheet metal job done by a professional.

A truck is no better than a car, so it doesn't need to be so detailed. The paint finish doesn't matter at all, but the sheet metal for these pillars costs at least four to five thousand, and the two last doors need to be repaired.

However, the driver of the car in front hit the driver of the car behind.

Bai Song took out the plan from the police station, and both sides praised and scolded each other. They both said they were satisfied. The final plan was for the driver of the car behind to give 1,000 yuan to the driver of the car ahead. Both of these things were done. never mind.

Both of them took action, and logically they could be detained, but the driver of the car behind was obviously more seriously injured, and the driver of the car in front also approved of this plan.

Although they all have insurance, it is normal for a truck to not seek insurance for a matter that costs thousands of dollars, especially when it travels so far. After both parties finalized it, the driver of the car behind wiped the blood on his forehead and went back to the car to get it. The money is gone.

In this way, several drivers behind cheered, and finally the traffic was smooth.

Bai Song helped the two of them record each other's information, and borrowed pen and paper from the driver behind them to sign a simple agreement. The driver behind them handed the money to the driver in front of them.

"What kind of money do you have? Why is it still a bit moldy?" The driver of the car in front looked carefully. He was an old man and was sure it was real money, so he didn't care.