Traffic policeman Liu is not a young man, but he is still looking at him with anger. As soon as his plump eyebrows are removed from the brim of his hat with the police badge, he looks a bit funny. The victory is that the bridge of the nose is as tall and straight as Zheng Siqi, and it is only a few points funny.
If you thank you for the next few years, your facial features will look like the upright Zeng Keqiang in the ancient criminal investigation drama "Six Groups of Serious Cases".
Traffic policeman Liu took out a bag of Soft Zhonghua from his chest pocket, took a bullet, raised his hand and put it between his two lips. The uniformed clerk who was fiddling with the computer keyboard raised his head and pointed to the no-smoking slogan on the wall - go out and smoke? Traffic Police Liu closed his eyes and ignored him, still pressing his butt against the desk, squinting and tilting his head, lighting a cigarette, and closing the lighter with a click—just one!
Qiao Fengtian just submitted Qiao Liang's disability appraisal. With the same sophisticated smoking posture, Zheng Siqi always looks more familiar and smoother than others; Qiao Fengtian has seen Zheng Siqi before, and then looks at others, he always feels a little rougher and more intolerant than him.
Traffic policeman Liu tilted his head and exhaled a cigarette, hiding the crowd in the mist, and hunched over to look at Qiao Fengtian, who was holding his chin with his palms closed, and said, "They beat you with this face?"
Qiao Fengtian nodded truthfully, making the couple extremely embarrassed.
"Hey, Traffic Police Liu, we're not—"
"Hey, don't worry." He clipped the cigarette to his finger and pressed his palm down, "I'm a traffic policeman, not a police officer. I don't care about fights. Don't explain it to me."
The woman still can't show her ability to talk, she can't once again trample a little person like Qiao Fengtian to the ground. Before sitting down, he rolled his curly hair behind his ears, and muttered softly, "Deserving a fight..."
Qiao Fengtian frowned and looked at the window when he didn't hear it.
"Okay, I know you're all busy, come here, the three of you." Liu traffic policeman waved to the couple, "Come on, I've bookmarked this vehicle technical appraisal and accident responsibility determination, read everything clearly, and signed it. Let's write the application materials and the indictment next." He stretched his arms and took a stack of A4s from the clerk, swabbed them one by one, and laid them on the table, "in duplicate."
Qiao Fengtian didn't move. The woman was the first to lift the handbag on her lap and walked to the desk, the man following behind. The woman picked up the certificate and looked up and down repeatedly, talking to her husband behind her as if she didn't understand.
Traffic policeman Liu was playing with the work in his hand, clack clack, arms around his arms as he watched their eyebrows gradually frown, and lowered the corners of his mouth as if he had a lot of opinions.
"Hey, Traffic Police Liu..." The woman hesitated for a while, "This, this, this is not right."
Liu traffic police stood straight, "Well, you said."
The woman looked at the appraisal certificate, trembling loudly, squinted at Qiao Fengtian, and sneered at Traffic Police Liu, "Why doesn't his family have any responsibility..."
Qiao Fengtian was startled, and immediately stepped forward to look at the other agreement on the case. It was written in black and white, with a clear sentence—according to the provisions of Article 45, Paragraph 1, Item 2 of the "Procedural Regulations for Handling Traffic Accidents" , determined that Xu Dalu was fully responsible for the accident, and Qiao Liang was not responsible for the accident.
Qiao Fengtian was afraid of misreading, so he bowed deeply, staring at the word "don't lose".
"This, how can this be irresponsible?!" The man didn't believe it, grabbed the certificate and slapped it on the table, and pointed at Qiao Fengtian over the woman's shoulder, "What happened to my daughter in his car! It was just this afternoon. I need a second operation! My daughter is 20 years old! A whole body injury! How can I not be responsible?! He is a murderer, how can he not be responsible?!"
Traffic police Liu frowned and crushed the butt of the cigarette.
"Didn't I tell you at that time? It was a muck truck that was speeding and changing lanes, and the JAC was driving normally. The investigation results from the technical unit and on-site monitoring are consistent. If you have any doubts, you can apply for a re-accreditation through the formal legal process. "Liu traffic policeman lowered his head and touched the seal on his shoulder, "We all sympathize with your daughter's suffering, but I think I need to explain to you that without this client, she may not even have the opportunity to undergo surgery."
The extremely consistent expressions of the couple were fixed on their faces for a moment.
"The result of the on-site investigation is that at the time of the incident, the driver of the JAC vehicle urgently turned the steering wheel to the right... Do you know what it means?"
Qiao Fengtian looked up from the identification book.
"People have an instinct for self-protection in emergency situations. Usually, they will hit the square plate to the left to protect themselves in the moment before the car accident. If the person hits the right, maybe he can only think for 0.01 seconds. If he hits the right, you know now. What do you mean? The co-pilot is the most dangerous position in the car, don't you know it?"
You almost want to tell them directly that you actually saved their daughter's life by chasing someone who was going to court for compensation.
Qiao Liang is the most procrastinating and kind-hearted. But even good things don't come to the point of dying to be a stranger. Under difficult circumstances, it is not unreasonable for someone like him to serve others first and foremost, before considering whether to benefit others or not. The more Qiao Fengtian knew about him, the more he didn't believe that he could do something like this to break through his instincts.
He is more willing to believe that Qiao Liang's psychological quality is too weak, so that he panicked at a critical moment, and missed the wrong direction.
Just can't say. This possible misunderstanding is his existing bargaining chips and confidence, and it is his amulet to protect Qiao Liang.
He pretended to look sad and angry, staring straight at the couple who were speechless for a while. The wound on his face seemed to be throbbing hot again.
"Well, then he's not a black car driver too! He's also operating without a license..." The woman raised her chin slightly and quickly took it back.
Liu traffic police touched the clump of short net stubble on the top of his head, "traffic accidents are traffic accidents, unlicensed operation is unlicensed operation, these are two things, I hope you can understand our current traffic laws, okay? Let's go. The procedures are rigorous and compliant, and it does us no good to take sides, and we do not raise wages.”
"Oh yo but oh-"
Traffic Police Liu raised his hand, "If you have any doubts or are unconvinced, please follow the formal procedures to apply for a retrial. The application is valid within 15 working days. What should be explained, what should be said, is clearly written in the determination letter, and it is serious. Before there is any problem with the draft written by the clerk, please read the certificate carefully, I don’t want to repeat the nonsense.”
The man hesitantly stretched out his hand.
"Their family... won't pay a penny?"
Traffic Police Liu almost laughed on the bright side, "Why should you pay for being irresponsible?"
The clerk who had been silent the whole time couldn't help but stop typing on the keyboard, took a sip of water while holding the quilt, and stretched his head far away. "Don't your family think that your daughter will be responsible for your daughter's life when she gets into the car, right? It's a good idea to not bring you some legal knowledge to touch porcelain like this? Team Liu opened the window, choking."
The room was quiet for a while, except for the "swipe" sound of the aluminum alloy window frame rubbing against it.
The sun shines on the bottom of the leg, reflecting a light champagne color with a filter. Qiao Fengtian felt relieved and happy, and the helplessness accumulated for many days naturally disappeared at once, and his dissatisfaction with the previous sentence of Liu traffic policeman, "I knew why it was necessary today" disappeared without a trace.
He slowly signed his untidy name on the document, clenched the pen again, and pursed his lips before he put it down.
The couple are not good at concealing their emotions, and the nine bends and eighteen bends in their hearts easily hang on their faces. They were busy looking at each other as if they were dependent, and they turned their heads away as they grabbed the documents as if they were disgusted with each other.
"The issue of compensation in the later stage will be discussed after the driver of the muck truck is discharged from the hospital. We will also take the documents to the hospital for the parties to sign. If the hospital is still tight, the two of you can go back first. The phone is open."
Traffic police Liu politely stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with them.
Qiao Fengtian was left alone, and Traffic Police Liu sat back at his desk and took a black leather hard-shell notepad from the drawer. He pointed to the sofa behind Qiao Fengtian, "Sit down."
"No, if there is anything else, you can hurry up and talk."
Traffic policeman Liu raised his eyebrows, pouted, and turned over a page of the record book, "...the JAC Ruifeng S5 that your brother crashed in the accident, we checked the original owner... It's Zhang Feng from Luer, Linan, Do you recognize it?"
Qiao Fengtian was taken aback, "Who?"
"Zhang Feng, do you know me?"
The second son of the Zhang family next door to Lang Xi's house is a small man with a pointed head. How can you not know.
"How could it be him?" Qiao Fengtian frowned.
After thinking about a hundred people, no one thought it was him. How on earth did Qiao Liang start such an unjustifiable business of driving a black car with him
"You have to ask the owner of the car, you can't ask me. In a word, you don't have to be responsible for the accident. Both of them have to bear the responsibility of operating without a license." Traffic Police Liu closed the book, "The owner I have already contacted. I can come to the traffic police brigade today and tomorrow. If you don’t know anything about it, go back and ask for the right words. If you really come here and ask for the responsibility, you can’t help but play tricks. ."
Once again, what people said was too treacherous and opportunistic, Qiao Fengtian raised his mouth very lightly and slightly unhappily, and pursed a sharp lip.
"I won't take any responsibility that I shouldn't take, and I won't hide any responsibility that I should take, so don't worry."
Traffic police officer Liu stared at him for a while, then smiled, "You? It's not you, it's your brother."
"Mine is my brother's."
Traffic policeman Liu seemed to be more amused by Qiao Fengtian's neither humble nor arrogant appearance, so he couldn't help but speak again, "If I'm going to be detained, will I be sentenced?"
Qiao Fengtian's cheeks twitched.
"You're going to squat for him too? I'm sorry, the law doesn't allow it." He touched his eyebrows, and then went down to touch the bridge of his nose.
In fact, it is intentional to say that illegally operating vehicles will not be detained and sentenced.
The corners of Traffic Police Liu's mouth twitched, his eyes slid from Qiao Fengtian's heavy eyebrows to his narrow shoulders, then all the way down to the straight and thin limbs and torso, and then fell on the pair of shoe toes that were close to each other.
In the end, he grinned with a very dignified grin while wearing his police badge.
"Just kidding you."
Qiao Fengtian didn't think it was funny at all.
The author has something to say:
I hope Mr. Zheng has a sense of crisis