His name is Fan Longchuan, an ordinary traffic policeman who just wants to direct traffic safely.
But the system always whispers in the ear:
"Target vehicle: fugitive hiding body."
"Pedestrians on the Road: Spies on the Line."
"Accident scene: murder and burial."
I wanted to refuse, but my body was more honest than my heart.
An overload investigation revealed a gang of human traffickers, a gambling den was taken away after being issued a fine, and a small mediation incident led to a transnational financial fraud.
The criminal police team collectively broke the defense: "We have been following this case for two years!"
Me: "Sorry, I bumped into him while patrolling."
The leader of Guoan handed over his business card: "Comrade, are you considering changing careers?"
My captain stopped me firmly: "No! He can only issue tickets!"
Until I stopped the black car and rolled down the window, revealing an internationally wanted face.
He chuckled: "Young traffic policeman, are you qualified to investigate me?"
I raised the alcohol tester and said calmly:
"Please cooperate with the blowing. Also, do you plan to account for the drugs in your trunk yourself?"
