Wen Xu sat in the reception room of the traffic police brigade and waited for the traffic police to ask him questions. Who knew that this wait took more than half an hour. No traffic police came over and didn't even drool. He suddenly became air. Not only Wen Xu's drivers came, but he seemed to be just trying to leave people like him here.

The Touareg driver said softly to Wen Xu: "Brother, this matter is probably not that simple! It seems that someone wants to cover up. This old lady's backstage is really amazing!"

"We can't put her affairs on our heads. Is there any reason for Langlang? " Wen Xu said softly.

The middle-aged brother looked at Wen Xu and said, "I have heard of Yang Zhou's case. I almost killed people on the highway. Before it broke, the traffic police asked both sides to settle their positions privately. Later, they couldn't cover it up and then followed the procedures and walked normally. Now it seems that this person's backstage is getting bigger."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged brother immediately slapped his leg: "It's broken. My recorder card was taken away by the traffic police. Now even if I want to do something, there is no evidence!"

"No, my card has been collected. Alas, no matter what the result is, hurry up and get rid of this matter. I still have something to do here. I don't know when to drag it on like this!" A driver was a little anxious and looked at the watch in his hand and said.

"Comrade, when can we handle our affairs?"

After a while, another driver was anxious and grabbed a traffic policeman and asked.

"What's your business?" The traffic policeman asked curiously.

"We have been waiting for more than 40 minutes, and it's just a matter of BMW rushing to block Bentayga," the man said immediately.

When the traffic police heard about this, they immediately said seriously: "I don't know much about your affairs, but if you deal with your affairs, you will be called!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Wen Xu waited the more he felt calmer. Now even a fool knew that someone really wanted to cover up. If it weren’t for such a simple thing, there was no need to be so complicated. It would be explained in a few words, so why do you have to wait like this?

Wen Xu also understood that what the people who are preparing to make peace are those who are anxious and uneasy. Then come up with a feasible plan. Everyone will immediately do their own things, throw the little anger in their hearts aside, and live their ordinary life peacefully. As for today's things, just think that they are unlucky, and their heads shrink and the world is peaceful!

Thinking of this, Wen Xu couldn't help but sigh and whispered to Zhuo Yiqing next to him: "Oh, I'm still a little too easy to trust people! I knew it would have given them a record card, but who would have thought of this after all!"

Zhuo Yiqing was slashing the phone in his hand. When he heard Wen Xu say this, he laughed softly and said in Wen Xu's ear: "You look down on Zhu Weila too much, and you underestimate these millions of cars. If his car doesn't have any functions at all, what's going on!"

After saying that, Zhuo Yiqing took his phone in front of Wen Xu and directly clicked on a video on the post. Wen Xu saw that it was recorded in his car. He went from BMW 3 to the back-end to pulling the traffic police. He said that the backstage was complete, and it was from a full angle. Not only the front of the car but also the side view, it was almost 360 degrees live.

However, Zhuo Yiqing was also quite conscientious. She directly erased the picture of the old woman behind the group K. This naturally made people even more angry. The number of people who were scolding him below had exceeded 120,000, and the number of people was still rising.

"You are smart, I'm really stupid this time." Wen Xu probably didn't have a big head to a certain extent when he saw this. He probably couldn't cover the lid.

"You just don't know. The driving records on the car are uploaded to the cloud in real time. Your card is a backup in the sense, unless the signal is too bad in the wild. In big cities, they won't even use it if they collect the card or the car!"

Things on the Internet are still fermenting rapidly, but before it even broke out, Wen Xu and his group are still being left with anger.

As time goes by, the sun outside the window begins to slowly droop towards the West, and the drivers become more and more impatient.

Some people even began to complain to Wen Xu: "If you let it go, it won't be so. Look at how much time it has been delayed!"

Wen Xu glanced at the person calmly and opened his mouth and said, "I asked her to leave, but I was afraid that my car would scrape my car! The ten centimeter gear doesn't want to leave, so what can I do?"

The Touareg driver was a little better and directly advised: "Okay, it has nothing to do with the guy. If that old lady hadn't been so arrogant, how could this happen!"

"If you don't argue with others, can that woman be so crazy?"

"What do you mean? The traffic policeman is scratched by me! Do you want me to go into prison and sit in a few days?" The Touareg driver looked at the person talking, his eyes full of disdain.

"Everyone is calm. This matter has nothing to do with us. The Bentayga guy didn't hit him. There is nothing wrong with Touareg's elder brother. Let's be calm and wait for this matter to do their own things!" A driver said, which diluted the smell of gunpowder between everyone. But now it is obvious that the evil fire in everyone's heart has already risen. The drivers have no initial unity and pointed the complaints at their own people.

"Come here!"

After about twenty minutes, everyone was a little restless. At this time, the door of the office opposite opened. An old traffic policeman in his fifties came out and pointed at the owner who had just been criticizing Wen Xu and Touareg, signaling him to come into the office.

The man stood up immediately when he saw it and walked in quickly.

About five minutes later, the man walked out with a relaxed look on his face.

"How is it? How about it, can you leave?" the remaining car owners immediately asked with concern.

The man smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm far away and I didn't see anything. Then he told me about the situation and signed the letter here and told me to leave!"

After saying that, the man immediately walked towards the gate without even speaking.

"Come in!" The old traffic policeman came out of the office door again, then pointed at another car owner.

After going back and forth several times, it was Wen Xu and Zhuo Yiqing's turn to be the second one.

"You guys sit down!" The old traffic police signaled Wen Xu and Zhuo Yiqing to sit down, stared at the things in their hands intently, and then hung them for about five minutes before raising their heads.

"Tell me, how did the matter happen?" The old traffic policeman was slightly surprised when he saw Wen Xu's indifferent look on his face.

Zhuo Yiqing's heart had already been filled with anger, and she wanted to rush to the old traffic policeman. Wen Xu was very rational and reached out to stop him. Zhuo Yiqing was very dissatisfied, but when she saw Wen Xu's gaze, she suddenly paused in her heart and was a little afraid to say it. She couldn't help but close her mouth, then pouted her mouth and said softly dissatisfied: "If you don't let me say it, don't say it!"

Wen Xu is in a good mood here, so of course he has to be careful of Zhuo Yiqing's temper as a young lady, and make a quarrel on others. The old saying goes, "A good official" is just what they say!

The old traffic police actually don’t want to get into this trouble. In the eyes of the old traffic police, who are so young, who are good at driving Bentleys are so kind? Although very few people drive this car are Guan Er Hong San, the real family is rich, such as Brother Ma and Dama Tao’s children, and their influence may not be inferior to the mayor, and they can even catch up with the provincial level. If you do this well, you will certainly be appreciated by your boss, but if you don’t do it well, you may become a stepping stone for others. Originally, the old police officer didn’t want to get into the mix, but who made him unlucky? Moreover, the big guys all thought of ways to clear themselves up in this matter. Only he is a bad luck guy who is not big or small, is suitable for "sending death".

"This is how things are..." Wen Xu said calmly about the incident, and then he looked at the old traffic police calmly.

The old traffic police pretended to flip through his records and said, "But what others said is different from what you said. Others said that the owner of the Touareg had a dispute with the owner of the BMW, and the owner of the BMW was a little out of control, and then the owner of the BMW was unable to control his emotions and had excessive behavior!"

"That traffic policeman is also your comrade, right?" Wen Xu looked at the old traffic policeman calmly.

The old traffic police understood what Wen Xu meant, and his face turned red. He understood that Wen Xu was saying that your own colleague was made like that. You are still saying that you are alive, what extreme behavior? You are a little out of control? This is just an obstacle to official business. Is it good to assault the police?

The old traffic police also wanted to slap the old woman to death, but this matter could not be done by the little minion like him. The main reason is that the will of the leaders determines how to go about this matter. Moreover, the old traffic police also know how much political risk it is to cover this cover in such a developed society today. But it is not possible to cover it. If you cover it, the one above can still have a way out. If you don’t cover it, it will be a dead end! And even if you cover it up, this person’s career will probably be over!

"We are just talking about the matter. What you said is a bit different from what others say!" said the old traffic policeman: "Are you sure what you said is the fact?"

"Is this true? Didn't you collect my record data? You'll know it by looking at it. My recorder can be played in full HD. What do you want to watch? You can't see what you want?"

The old traffic policeman suddenly paused and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, your record card was damaged when he accidentally came back. Do you have any other evidence to prove what you said?"

Zhuo Yiqing couldn't help it anymore and said sarcastically: "If you can destroy the things you give you, and let us find evidence to prove ourselves, are we policemen or policemen? And at the intersection, don't tell me that you don't have a panoramic camera, or unfortunately the data inside is broken?"

"I don't need to answer this question!" The old traffic policeman put the notebook in front of Wen Xu: "Look, right? Yes, just sign a letter below. After signing the letter, you can leave!"

Wen Xu took the paper and looked at it, as he said, then signed his name on it, and then pushed it in front of Zhuo Yiqing.

After signing the letters and leaving the office door, the Touareg owner was called in. After leaving the office building, Zhuo Yiqing took out his cell phone and started calling his father. Wen Xu was afraid that the person who was about to cover the cover would be in a state of great strength. Just what he felt now, this person seemed to be preparing to turn things into small things, but the videos on the Internet had been sent out, and it was impossible to get rid of them. At the latest tomorrow morning, he would probably make a big deal. If the person behind him was anxious, it would be hard to say.

Thinking of this, Wen Xu took out his cell phone and dialed it to Shi Shangzhen. After all, the provincial capital is not Mingzhu. If Mingzhu said that Wen Xu believed that there would be no problem with Mr. Zhuo and Xu Daxin, who were protecting their positions and other people. Although Wen Xu is from this province, there are no ones who say anything in the provincial capital. In the eyes of some people, they are completely a lamb to wait for their children.
Chapter completed!