Who moved my novel?

"What's going on in front?" Dong Peng looked at the long line of cars and frowned slightly.

Fortunately, Huo Yuan had just gotten off the car, otherwise it would be hard to explain why there was a cross-dresser in the car.

"Beep, beep!" The car behind him honked his horn frantically.

"Beep!"

"Alas, it's uncomfortable to be stuck in traffic in the middle of the night." Dong Peng understood the car behind him and ignored it. He lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely in the car.

Although no one wants to encounter traffic jams, occasionally there is such an experience, which can also be regarded as a chance to slow down from the impatient life and enjoy the quiet experience.

"Bang!" A collision sound, accompanied by a violent vibration, interrupted Dong Peng's good mood of enjoying the quiet.

"Are you going to leave or not!" A burly man knocked on Dong Peng's car door: "If you don't leave, I will knock you and your car away!"

"Who is this?" Dong Peng frowned and looked at the person outside the window.

"Come out!" Seeing that Dong Peng did not respond, the man kicked the car door hard with his foot: "Get out!"

"Who are you?" Dong Peng frowned and opened the car door, and asked with a dark face: "Do we know each other?"

"Know?" The man exuded a burst of alcohol: "Don't you know me?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head: "Who are you?"

"Don't you know Brother Chixin Chen?" A young man ran over: "Why don't you apologize to Brother Chen?"

"Brother Chen?" Dong Peng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the car behind him. Sure enough, there was no one in the car: "Is the car behind you yours?"

"Yes!" The young man nodded: "You know why you don't get out of the way! Can you afford to block my brother Chen's way?"

"You drank, didn't you?" Dong Peng looked at the so-called "Brother Chen": "Drank a lot, didn't you?"

"Drank, drank." The strong man staggered and hit Dong Peng with his hand twice: "What does it have to do with you?"

"You drank too?" Dong Peng looked at the young man again.

"I'm not drunk." The young man looked Dong Peng up and down: "Stop talking nonsense. Just move your car when I tell you to. Don't say it's useless!"

"You didn't drink, so you can't see the traffic jam ahead?" Dong Peng pointed at the long queue of cars ahead with his chin: "Where do you want me to move in a traffic jam? He drank, and you? Are you blind?"

"Fuck you!" The young man rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.

"Ah!" The strong man didn't know whether he was sobered up by the cold wind after getting off the car or he was more sober after encountering something. He quickly embraced the young man: "Ahua, don't, don't, don't do it, let's go, let's get in the car."

"Brother Chen, let's forget it?" The young man obviously didn't want to let it go. He pointed at Dong Peng and continued: "Brother Chen, what was his attitude just now? If you were young, wouldn't you have been so angry?"

"A hero doesn't brag about his past achievements." Brother Chen waved his hand: "Let's go, get in the car, get in the car."

"Tsk!" The young man still looked indignant and spat in the direction of Dong Peng: "You're lucky!"

After that, one tall and one short, one strong and one thin, the two turned around and prepared to get in the car.

"Wait." Dong Peng looked at the two people and frowned slightly: "You hit my car and are you going to leave?"

"You are looking for death, right?" The young man turned his head suddenly: "Brother Chen is kind enough to let you go, but you are still not done?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Brother Chen quickly reached out to stop the young man: "Let's go, let's go, get in the car, get in the car."

"Wait a minute." Dong Peng wanted to say something else, but the two people had already got in the car.

"Bad luck." Dong Peng sighed and walked around to take a look at the rear bumper of the car. Although the sound was loud, the damage was not serious.

"Forget it." Dong Peng shook his head silently and walked back to the car: "It's the middle of the night, don't cause trouble."

After sitting down, Dong Peng lit another cigarette, observing the front while watching the news on his mobile phone.

There was no news to explain why there was a traffic jam...

Could it be that someone died again?

It shouldn't be, I didn't do anything.

"Bang!"

Just when Dong Peng was puzzled, the car body shook violently again.

…

"Dong Peng." Director Wang looked at Dong Peng in front of him: "What's wrong? Were you caught for drunk driving? It's okay, I have some connections, I can help you solve it."

"I don't know." Dong Peng shook his head with a straight face: "Director Wang, why are you here?"

"I just came here to do something." Director Wang smiled. Seeing Dong Peng's appearance, it was obvious that he was caught when he appeared here at this time.

"Then you are busy first." Dong Peng nodded and said nothing more.

"Really don't need my help?" Director Wang looked at Dong Peng: "Although drunk driving is quite serious, it's okay as long as there is no traffic accident."

"I really didn't drink and drive." Dong Peng shook his head: "Director Wang, don't think that what you see is the truth, and don't think that what you hear others see is the truth."

After that, Dong Peng ignored Director Wang and got up and walked towards the toilet.

"What's going on?" Director Wang looked at a traffic policeman nearby in confusion: "Hey, who is that? What's the situation with the person sitting here just now?"

"Director Wang?" Director Wang didn't know the traffic policeman, but the other party did reveal his identity right away: "Director Wang, this is what happened. The gentleman just now had an argument with someone because of the traffic jam, and the other party hit his car."

"Someone hit his car?" Director Wang frowned slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition: "So what's their situation now?"

"The preliminary judgment is that the other party is fully responsible." The traffic police did not hide anything and told Director Wang everything: "Because the situation at that time was that this gentleman was waiting in line for inspection, there was no violation of the payment, and the car behind him repeatedly hit this gentleman's car, and there was obvious subjective intent."

"Then he has no problem at all?" Director Wang frowned and asked.

"If you must say there is, then he had a quarrel with the person behind him, and there was a certain behavior that provoked the other party..." The traffic police forced a problem out.

"No." Director Wang shook his head: "I mean, problems like drunk driving."

"Drunk driving?" The traffic police was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean the gentleman who was drinking, right? That's right, the gentleman who was drinking was not driving, and the young man who quarreled with this gentleman was driving."

"I mean, the person sitting here, he didn't drink and drive?" Director Wang asked more and more, and felt something was wrong. Dong Peng was obviously drunk.

"No." The traffic policeman shook his head with certainty: "This gentleman did not drive under the influence of alcohol."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Director Wang frowned tightly: "This is impossible. My people clearly saw him drinking a whole bottle of wine!"