car altar supreme

Chapter 23
Unexpectedly, he was about to get home soon, but there was a traffic accident, Mo Shu sighed lightly.

Fortunately, he didn't drive the RT500 today, otherwise his heart would be bleeding right now.

But this is also thanks to Mo Shu's father. If his father hadn't been reluctant to sell the A-class car that had been with him for many years, Mo Shu would not have worried about the car being damaged due to long-term parking, so he would not have driven it out for a stroll.

"Can you fucking meow drive?"

Before Mo Shu opened the car door, he heard a burst of insults from the driver of the car in front.

The other party was a middle-aged man who seemed to be nearly 50 years old. He jumped out of the car and walked towards Mo Shu cursing.

Mo Shu signaled Wang Yining not to open the door, and he calmly got out of the car to check the damage. Fortunately, the two cars were fine and the paint was damaged, otherwise he was worried that he would have to walk home tonight.

"Boy, are you driving a broken car and rubbing your hair on the road?" Mo Shu originally wanted to discuss with the middle-aged man to solve the accident, but the other party was still cursing endlessly.

"Uncle, look at the sign. The speed limit on this street is 50. I drove more than 40, which is not a slow speed. Besides, the cause of this accident seems to be because you forcibly merged." Mo Shu raised his finger and pointed at the intersection. Signage, what is said is well-founded.

The middle-aged man knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't want to lose the wind, so he continued to spray: "Whatever your speed limit is 40 or 50, and there are no cameras here, I can't see you driving on the street will only affect traffic Broken car, hurry up and scrap it!"

The other party scolded "broken car" one after another, and Mo Shu's face was slightly displeased. This middle-aged man only drives a quasi-luxury brand in the early 30. I don't know where he got this sense of superiority.

It seemed that this middle-aged man was a troll who didn't understand the traffic law at all, and Mo Shu didn't bother to argue. He got into the car and closed the door, turning a deaf ear to the scolding outside.

"Hey, I said, you can't explain the truth and you hide in the car, you get off! Pay for it!" The other party's nonsense is really admirable.

Wang Yining couldn't bear it anymore, and took out her mobile phone to call the police, but Mo Shu pressed the phone down, signaling her not to worry.

"What's the situation, don't let me call the police?" Wang Yining asked in surprise.

"Don't worry, it's so late at night, and the responsibility is so clear, whoever calls the police will suffer." Mo Shu explained.

"I don't understand." Wang Yining was at a loss.

Mo Shu smiled lightly, and patiently explained: "First of all, he is obviously responsible for the accident, right?"

Wang Yining nodded.

"Since the responsibility is clear and it is not a major traffic accident, it is generally recommended that the owners of both parties negotiate privately. The police are human, and they also have to rest. They are called here at night because of such a small matter of scratching the paint. , would it be more or less emotional for anyone?"

Wang Yining suddenly realized: "You mean, the party who calls the police first will create a bad impression? Will it suffer?"

"You can't say that completely. Even if the police uncle is unhappy, he will judge the responsibility according to the situation at the scene, but today we are completely reasonable, so why bother ourselves." Mo Shu's words made Wang Yining nod frequently.

"I didn't expect that you are quite complicated, did you think about me like this at the beginning?" Wang Yining asked with squinted eyes pretending not to trust.

"Look at what you said, if this uncle hadn't been so unreasonable, I wouldn't have made such a bad move, would I? Besides, to a certain extent, I am standing on someone else's side, thinking about problems for the other party." Mo Shuyi face aggrieved.

And the middle-aged man saw the two chatting in the car, jumped up anxiously, ran up and beat the glass on the side of Mo Shuzhu's driver, and continued to curse.

Seeing that the other party was about to lose his mind, Mo Shu shook the glass down a small crack, and said coldly: "Uncle, I can't explain it to you, you should call the police."

"Call the police? Do you think I dare not?" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth angrily, and ran back to the car to get his cell phone.

"Hey! I want to call the police. The other party is fully responsible! My license plate number is"

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night in Nanshan City, the temperature is quite low.

Mo Shu started the car and turned on the warm air for Wang Yining who was rubbing his arms.

After a while, a swirling red and blue light shone on the window glass.

Mo Shu turned off the double flash, got out of the car calmly, and put away the warning triangle he had placed in the distance.

"Hello! Did you call the police?" A young traffic policeman first stepped forward to salute, and then asked the middle-aged man.

"Yes, I reported it, little comrade, come and judge."

The young traffic policeman smiled and signaled to the uncle not to worry, and waited until Mo Shu put away the warning signs before he asked about the situation one by one.

After the two described it in this way, the young traffic policeman took a closer look at the scene, took pictures and took the two people's IDs, and asked the two people to move the car to the side of the road, and smiled again: "This uncle, you It's a forced lane change, it's illegal, even if the car in front is very slow, there's no minimum speed limit on this road, so you take full responsibility."

"I said you little comrade, why is it my full responsibility? He drives so slowly and still won't let people go?" Hearing the full responsibility, the uncle became impatient again.

The young traffic policeman frowned slightly and asked, "In this case, can I still suspect and judge that you have another illegal act of speeding?"

"This..." The middle-aged man was at a loss for words for a moment, unable to quibble.

After a while, he finally figured it out, sighed and said to Mo Shu, "Okay, I'm unlucky. Just tell me how much it will cost, and I'll pay you."

Mo Shu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, uncle, my car is fine, but yours is worse. Let's fix it separately."

"Oh my little brother, what an embarrassment. You see, your car is broken enough. Is 300 enough? You wait for me to get you the money." The uncle is really straight-hearted, and he is still emphasizing the word "broken" at this time Mo Shu and the traffic policeman smiled wryly and frowned.

Unexpectedly, the uncle just leaned his body into the driver's cab to search for his wallet, but a short and thin man jumped out from nowhere, pushed the uncle to the ground, grabbed the uncle's car and drove off.

Mo Shu and the young traffic policeman didn't realize what happened for a moment, but they heard the sound of sirens approaching behind them.

"Brother, we are looking for a wanted criminal for burglary and murder. Did a short, thin young man in his 20s run past you?" Two police cars stopped in front of the young traffic policeman with a thud. A rough-looking policeman asked anxiously.

"Snatched a silver-gray car and ran in that direction!" The young traffic policeman hurriedly answered, pointing to the front.

"Okay, thank you, this kid is really fast!" After the words fell, the two police cars had already sped away.

"Wanted? So serious!"

Seeing this, Mo Shu also hurriedly jumped into the "broken car" to chase after him, but he heard the middle-aged man outside the window shout: "Young man, take me, or I'm worried about my car..."

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