Chapter two hundred and sixty-ninth hit the reporter
These traffic police officers had obviously received instructions. When they saw the Range Rover parked here, two or three police officers immediately surrounded it. There was also a live broadcast vehicle parked on the roadside, and reporters and cameramen were filming and interviewing on the roadside.
Ji Yutong said with an ugly face: "This Hu Kai is really not a fucking thing. He still uses this method to disgust us when we lose. Next time we bump into him, I will make him look good."
When the traffic police came closer, they noticed that the license plates of the two Range Rovers were police plates. The faces of the three of them were a little ugly. They did not expect that the cars they were going to check today were actually police cars. Such a good car still has police plates, as long as it is genuine
, must be the car of a big shot, how can they afford to offend these little traffic policemen. Now they are regretting it, they would not have been so active if they had known it.
When they arrived, they had no choice but to let the old traffic policeman walk to the car and knock on the window.
Hong Yaqin lowered the car window and asked, "What are you doing?"
The old traffic policeman said: "Please get your vehicle license and driver's license. We are checking for drunk driving. Please cooperate."
Hong Yaqin smiled and handed over the prepared documents.
After reading the test, the old traffic policeman gave it back to Hong Yaqin, then took out a tool for testing alcohol concentration and asked Hong Yaqin to blow it.
Hong Yaqin looked at the old traffic policeman funny. Although she looked amiable in front of Zhang Yang and didn't have the airs of a young lady, after all, where was her life experience and the environment in which she had grown up over the years? Her temper was not a manifestation.
Came out so good.
"Let me see your siren." Hong Yaqin did not blow it, but asked with a smile.
The old traffic policeman was shocked. The car belonged to the police system. The other party must have connections within the police. He thought he knew the purpose of the other party looking at his police number. He hurriedly dodged and said: "Please cooperate with our work."
"How come the police nowadays don't even dare to show their police number when performing official duties?" Ji Yutong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said with a sneer.
The old traffic policeman felt something in his heart.
At this time, Zhang Yang said from behind: "Stop being ridiculous. They are also being instigated by others. Is it interesting to argue with them? Bring a cleaner test tool and check it quickly. We still have something to do."
The old traffic policeman's face was a bit ugly, and the other party knew about his feelings. He waved behind him with an ugly face. Another traffic policeman came over and explained a few words. The traffic policeman returned to the police car and took out a new testing instrument and handed it to the old traffic policeman.
The old traffic policeman no longer dared to hold the hand, and with a smile on his face, the meaning in his words was very clear. This was a fight between gods, and everyone knew what was going on. Don't offend that person yourself, just follow the rules, and no one else would
Can't find anything wrong with it.
Hong Yaqin smiled and blew it. There was no alcohol concentration at all. It was obvious that she had not drank.
The old traffic policeman breathed a sigh of relief, this is good.
Just when Zhang Yang thought things were going to end, something unexpected happened.
Not long ago, a female reporter in the live broadcast car received a call. After listening to it, she looked outside and said: "I saw the car you mentioned, right here. Well, exposure, you know, this is our specialty. No drinking.
, Haha, leave it to us, I will make the audience think that they are driving drunk."
Putting down the phone, she stepped out of the car and said to the cameraman on the side: "Old Geng, come with me to take some pictures. Remember to take a clearer picture. I'll treat you when you're done."
The cameraman, known as Lao Geng, smiled and said: "It's settled."
After saying that, the two people came over.
The remaining two traffic policemen were standing not far from the Land Rover. When they saw the reporters approaching, they did not stop them and even stepped aside to let them take pictures. Just as Zhang Yang guessed, they all got their explanations. What the old traffic policeman said just now was not true.
Clearly, they didn't take it seriously. If they knew what would happen next, they would never give in like this.
The cameraman came closer, pointed the camera at the Range Rover's license plate and took a picture, then followed the female reporter to the car, held the microphone to Hong Yaqin's mouth and asked: "Why did you choose to drink and drive?"
The camera was tightly focused on Hong Yaqin, and even shot inside. Ji Yutong was also taken in. Not only that, the camera also changed its angle, trying to see the scene in the back seat of the car.
Hong Yaqin said with an ugly face: "I'm not drunk driving, so don't take pictures."
The female reporter still said reluctantly: "Miss, you drive a police car at night and drive drunk. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble? You are irresponsible for life, do you know that? And this is a bus. Please tell me this.
It’s late, you drove a police car to the bar, did you get permission from the leader?”
Ji Yutong's face changed drastically. This group of people are seeking death. If such a scene is shown on TV, even if Hong Yaqin is not drunk driving, no one will believe it. Moreover, it will also involve the issue of private use of buses. These are all focus issues. Someone will expose them again.
Given her identity, this matter would be a big deal. She was also in the car, and with the publicity in the back seat, the news might not spread as much. Maybe a new car crash incident would spread.
In the mouths of netizens across the country, it may not necessarily be what it is, but if it ferments, it will be even bigger than the news about the four young men beating people in Beijing.
Zhang Yang's face was even more ugly. Netizens have great powers. If their identity is discovered or even what they did in the High Court is discovered, then they will be in trouble. They may become the target of those terrorists. You must know that you have destroyed
their plans.
"Yutong, show my police officer certificate to the traffic police. If tonight's incident spreads out, they will be stripped of their skins. If they really dare to take care of the national security affairs, then there will be nothing left to say. Ask them clearly.
The purpose, is it for you or for me." After Zhang Yang said this, he got out of the car.
Hong Yaqin closed the car window and said to Ji Yutong: "Tongtong asked clearly, Zhang Yang's identity cannot be exposed."
Ji Yutong's heart trembled. When he saw Hong Yaqin's serious eyes, he thought of something and nodded: "I understand."
When he saw someone getting out of the back seat, the camera immediately followed him and took pictures of Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang took a few steps forward without saying anything. As if discovering a new world, the female reporter pointed the microphone at Zhang Yang and asked, "Who are you and what is your relationship with them?" Zhang Yang sneered and snatched the microphone away.
When the woman came over, he didn't bother to hit the woman and hit the cameraman.
Before they could react, the cameraman had been knocked to the ground.
Just as the three traffic policemen were about to come over to dissuade him, Ji Yutong flashed his police ID card, two at a time. The three traffic policemen stood there, knowing that tonight's iron plate was set.
Zhang Yang didn't look here, and kicked the photographer one after another, saying: "Who asked you to take the picture, who asked you to take the picture, damn, you will be wronged, right? I'll fucking beat you to death,
Let you take pictures, I will let you take pictures."
The camera fell aside, and the female reporter was dumbfounded and froze.
They are reporters, and they have always held the title of the uncrowned king. When has anyone ever treated them like this? Even if they have opinions, they will talk to them and discuss it. In order to calm the matter, the government agencies even give out red envelopes. This is also why they take pictures of the license plate.
Then the reason for drunk driving was taken away.
"I am from the criminal police team. Do I want to tell you about the official duties I am performing?" Ji Yutong said with a sneer.
The three traffic policemen said nothing and looked very ugly.
They were beating people crazily over there, but they didn't dare to stop them. They wanted to listen to Ji Yutong's lesson. They felt very uncomfortable. They were also police officers. Even if you were criminal police, you had gone too far.
"Why are you not convinced? I didn't want to be like you. We will cooperate with you during routine inspections. But what do you mean by calling reporters? Do you want to expose our identities? I really doubt how you act as a traffic policeman. You didn't see the unit on the license plate.
Do you know who they are? They let reporters take pictures without stopping them. They were quite cooperative. Let me note down your police number. Let me tell you, they are also police officers and are not in the same system as me. They
It's from the National Security Bureau. If nothing else happens, your identity will be exposed tonight, so just wait and accept the internal investigation." Ji Yutong said as he opened Zhang Yang's police officer ID card and saw the words "National Security" on it, and the three traffic policemen were heartbroken.
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The female reporter was frightened by Zhang Yang's brutality and ran towards the traffic police screaming. As soon as she got there, before she could say anything, Ji Yutong slapped her across the face. With a bang, the female reporter was stunned.
She never expected that this woman would beat someone in front of the traffic police.
"Which TV station are you from? CCTV, Beijing, who gave you the courage to investigate us!" Ji Yutong said.
The female reporter covered her face and looked at Ji Yutong in disbelief.
Ji Yutong slapped her face again and said, "Let me ask you, who asked you to take pictures of us? Who ordered you! Tell me."
The female reporter burst into tears and said: "You are beating people! I will expose it for you! Just wait, I will remember your license plate number!"
Seeing that the female reporter was still unclear about the situation, Ji Yutong sneered and said: "I'll hit you lightly. You three, help me keep an eye on her. I'll just run away and I'll ask you. If you don't want to say it, right?"