Sister reported me for voyeurism? Sorry i'm blind

Yang Jinrong ignored option one.

If the old lady had a better attitude at the beginning, he might have softened and forgiven her, but this old lady has no moral bottom line at all.

If I let her go this time, I don't know who will be unlucky next time.

As the system describes, there will be no standing motorcycles in this area.

Regardless of whether it is for his own legitimate rights and interests, or for the sake of society and eliminating harm for the people, Yang Jinrong will not choose this option.

Option two.

For a moment, Yang Jinrong really thought about it!

Especially when the old lady said the phrase "the security guards are here, they can't do anything to me", Yang Jinrong really wanted to beat her up!

My beloved Ducati big demon superbike took an E-certification test for it, but before I could ride it properly, it became an accident bike!

Anyone who puts this matter on him will have a blood pressure soar, and he will be very angry!

What's more, the system thoughtfully provided millions of medical insurance, which at least eliminated financial worries. As for cheating the insurance company, there was no need for much psychological burden.

That is to say, Yang Jinrong's literacy and rationality are constantly telling him that there are more legal ways to protect his legal rights, eliminate harm for the people, and eliminate negative energy for the society!

"System, I choose option three."

Yang Jinrong did not hesitate, and confirmed the third option. He also knew how difficult it was to complete this choice, but he still chose it.

If I, a law student with a system, can't defend my rights normally, how can other people in the society succeed in defending their rights when they encounter something like me? !

After confirming the option, Yang Jinrong restrained his anger, put the Ducati back on the foot support, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Yaoyaoling, "Hi, I want to call the police."

"My motorcycle was pushed over on purpose, it broke and it was badly damaged."

Yang Jinrong specially emphasized the word "intentional", and then explained the address clearly, and only hung up the phone after receiving an affirmative answer from the police officer.

The old lady watched the whole process of calling the police coldly. She was not at all afraid, because she pushed down other people's motorcycles before, and the other party also called the police. In the end, she was not punished, and even the maintenance fee was paid. Not a penny was paid.

According to previous experience, after the security guards arrived, they just made a record, and then persuaded the car owner to admit that he was unlucky.

A car damage of several hundred yuan constitutes a civil case at most, and she will not be punished at all. As long as she insists that she has no money, no matter how tough the other party is and asks her children to pay for compensation, she will just say, "My son and daughter won't come', in the end, I can only send her away respectfully!

She is clear on this point.

so.

She simply didn't leave or escape, she just stood there and watched!

With that appearance, the words 'No one can do anything to me, even if the security guards come, they can piss you off' written all over his face!

"Little friend, what's wrong with you?"

After Yang Jinrong reported to the police, he made another after-sales call to the Ducati Linhai Center. After explaining the situation, he noticed the kid on the other side who was squatting on the ground wiping his tears. He walked over and asked with concern.

"I hurt"

A little boy about six or seven years old, wearing loose and ill-fitting but clean clothes, with a sallow face and no blood, looks like the result of long-term malnutrition, and there is a trace of cold sweat on his forehead. Spreading the hands covering the knees, it turned out to be blood in one hand.

"This is it"

Yang Jinrong was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw the fragments of the red shroud on the ground, he immediately understood, "You were cut by the fragments of the motorcycle that just fell and cut your knee?"

"Hmm, it hurts."

The little boy's voice was weak.

He actually hurt innocent passers-by!

Yang Jinrong hated the old lady's immoral behavior even more, and his heart became more determined to choose option three!

If you let this kind of person go, more people will be harmed!

"Let me see."

Yang Jinrong hurriedly checked the little boy, and preliminarily judged that the problem was not serious, it was just a cut on the skin, but to the child, it was really painful.

Yang Jinrong was also very afraid of pain when he was a child. He could empathize with it, so he said, "Wait for me here, and I will go find some medicine."

"I have them in my store."

The owner of the stewed chicken was warm-hearted. He trotted back to the store, took out a small medicine box, and ran back out of breath. Then he said out of breath, "There's everything here!"

Yang Jinrong helped the child treat the wound, and asked with concern, "Little friend, what's your name?"

"My name is."

The little boy bit his lip, endured the tingling sensation brought by the disinfectant, and introduced himself firmly, "Chen Xiaotian! Erdong Chen, a filial piety, an indomitable heaven!"

"Wow, what a cool name!"

Yang Jinrong praised, "What about your parents?"

Before Chen Xiaotian could answer, a thin woman ran over anxiously from a distance, "Xiaotian, what's wrong with you? How did you get hurt? Does it hurt? It's mom's fault, mom shouldn't let you wait for mom here alone of"

The thin woman wiped her tears as she spoke.

Her face was pale, her forehead protruded, and she looked like she was dying of skin and bones.

Yang Jinrong noticed that there was a short needle tube inserted above her collarbone, which was originally covered by clothes and gauze, but it was only exposed a little because of the running just now.

"It's like this."

Yang Jinrong quickly told the other party what happened.

"It's fine. A little skin trauma, it's fine."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't roll around, she didn't ask for compensation, she didn't even ask for an apology.

"Mom, let's go home."

Chen Xiaotian held his mother's hand and said in a low voice.

"Um."

The woman was about to leave with her son, and Yang Jinrong couldn't handle it. "Can you guys wait a little longer? The security guards will be here soon, when the time comes."

Yang Jinrong wanted to ask the old lady for compensation when the time came.

But before he finished speaking, a far-fetched smile appeared on the woman's pale face, "It's okay, this little injury and pain, it's nothing."

"Dripping dirt, dripping dirt, dripping dirt~~"

Just as the woman was about to leave with the child, a police car came and stopped on the side of the road.

Zhang Xin and another security officer got off the police car and saw Yang Jinrong. The main reason was that the latter was so handsome and unusually conspicuous. He said to Yang Jinrong in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"I called the police."

"ah?"

Zhang Xin was stunned, "No way, what a coincidence, it was you who called the police again."

Yang Jinrong smiled and pointed to the red and white Ducati beside him, "Security officer, let's get straight to the point."

Another security officer turned on the law enforcement device and took out the report registration form, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"My motorcycle was parked in the special parking space here, and I went to have lunch. Then this old lady passed by here, and deliberately pushed my motorcycle down."

"What?"

The two security guards were obviously stunned. Zhang Xin pointed to the bony old lady next to him, and asked with an incredulous expression, "You said. This old lady overturned your big motorcycle?!"

"I pushed it!"

The old lady was quite tempered, and she raised her wrinkled old face.

The security guard asked cautiously, "Can you push it?"

"You don't believe me? Then I push it again?"

As the old lady said, she walked up to the big Ducati superbike and was about to push it hard. Fortunately, Zhang Xin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stopped the old lady, "Don't, don't, this bike is not cheap. Push it down again, and it will be fine." It broke!"

The old lady was stopped, with an unhappy expression on her face, she really wanted to be pushed down again!

"The surveillance at the entrance of my store can take pictures of this side."

The braised chicken boss said at this time.

"That's just right." Zhang Xin nodded, "We will call the surveillance later as evidence."

"One more thing, she not only intentionally damaged my personal property, but also caused this kid's knee to be cut!"

Yang Jinrong pointed at Chen Xiaotian, "I just treated his wound briefly, I suggest going to the hospital for a checkup."

"No, no, no. We don't need to check, it's fine!"

Chen Xiaotian's mother quickly waved her hand and refused.

"If you can, you still have to stay and cooperate with further investigations."

As Zhang Xin said, he looked at the old lady again, "Please show your ID card, and then, Yang Jinrong. Right? Student Yang, you also need to show your ID card, and you still need to call a third-party damage assessor to come over and carry out the vehicle inspection." The damage."

"I have called the after-sales specialist from the Ducati Service Center to come over and fix the damage."

The rest of the process went very smoothly.

Zhang Xin went to the braised chicken and rice restaurant, called the surveillance camera, and confirmed the fact that the old lady pushed the motorcycle down.

And the fact that when the motorcycle fell, the shroud shattered and the debris flew out, cutting the little boy.

Not long.

The after-sales specialist from the Ducati Linhai Service Center arrived. He walked around Yang Jinrong's motorcycle with distress, and after carefully inspecting it, the pained expression on his face became more intense, "It's a pity, this is absolutely rare in China. How did your big supercar get hurt like this?"

Zhang Xin didn't know much about motorcycles, so he said, "To be simple, tell me first, how much will it cost for fixed damage repairs?"

"The shroud is broken, the rearview mirror is bent, the sensor is probably broken, the kickstand is rarely deformed, and the stabilization system needs to be rebuilt."

The after-sales specialist talked about a lot of possible damages in pain, and finally estimated a fixed damage price that stunned everyone present, "The initial estimate is about 77,000, it may be more, or it may be slightly less!"

"Seventy-seven thousand?!"

The few people present were stunned. I'm stupid. They imagined that this kind of motorcycle is not cheap, but it doesn't mean that the maintenance fee needs to be 77,000, right? !

"This is the Ducati big devil superbike! It's a standard supercar! Ducati's top supercar!"

The after-sales specialist explained distressedly, "It's not comparable to the street cars on the bad street!"

"The difference between a street car and a sports car is that a sports car has a more powerful engine, better high-speed performance, lighter weight, higher configuration, and a smaller forward tilt angle. The entire car is wrapped by a shroud."

"L-shaped twin-cylinder engine, displacement of 1285, horsepower output of 209 horsepower, maximum torque of 140N.m, top speed of more than 300 km/h, acceleration from 100 kilometers to 2.7 seconds!"

"The price of a bare car is 490,000 yuan, and the domestic import transportation tax is increased, and the landing starts at 550,000 yuan!"

"Ducati motorcycle products are famous for their excellent performance and Italian-style design. It was founded in 1926 and is headquartered in Bologna, Italy. Do you know what I mean?"

"I mean, all the repair parts, the paint, have to be flown in from Bologna!"

"So. Seventy-seven thousand, I'm still conservatively valuing it!"

When the old lady heard the price, her face, which was originally indifferent, gradually became serious. In the past, other motorcycles were pushed down by her, and the maintenance fee was hundreds of thousands.

The sky-high maintenance fee of 77,000, I'm afraid.

The other party will not let it go!

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