Chapter 80 (1/2)

The car didn't run too far. It was about to turn at a traffic intersection.

On one side, the traffic policeman on duty in the festival was sleepy. After symbolically waving his hand to the crowded traffic flow, his eyes suddenly widened,

”Hello... Hello···

The one in front, yes, that's you.

Don't go!

What the hell is your license plate! ”

Sure enough, the car was stopped by the traffic police.

Facing the angry traffic police, Liang Shicheng put down the window, leaned out his head and smiled politely.

Seeing this, the traffic policeman was even more angry and took out something,

”Let's not talk about anything else. The mouth of the instrument is here. You can aim at it. Let me see if you have drunk!

Blow it! ”

Liang Shicheng cooperated to complete the inspection, the index was normal, and tried to explain: ”I'm really a non drinker.

Maybe you think this car is a little abnormal, but it doesn't matter. I guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with the safety of this car. I won't go on the road without full confidence.

I have contracted a private racing track of several thousand mu for this car, which has been tested continuously for several months, and there is no accident

”I told you to blow on the alcohol tester, not to brag!” The traffic police interrupted Liang Shicheng.

Then the traffic policeman asked his colleague to keep an eye on Liang Shicheng. He went to the front of the car and squatted down, took down the license plate glued with adhesive tape, skillfully checked the edge, confirmed that it was a regular license plate, then kept squatting down and shouted in the direction of Liang Shicheng on the driver's seat:

”This... What's going on! How did you stick the license plate? Even if you lose the screw, stick it to the right place. ”

After removing the license plate, the traffic policeman instinctively wanted to put it back on the license plate, but found a bigger problem. There was no license plate at all.

”Hello! Stop it for me... You're in big trouble... Is this a car that can go on the street freely!

Can this car get a motor vehicle certificate!

And now I suspect you don't even have a driver's license. ”

The traffic policeman stood up and angrily came to the driver's seat. Liang Shicheng handed out three small books at one time.

The traffic policeman with a serious expression grabbed the relevant documents handed out from the inside, opened them and looked silly again.

Vehicle model, Lamborghini pesticide.

When the traffic police saw the apparently improper name, their first reaction was that the certificate might have been scrawled by someone on the street, but they checked it several times, but there was no other problem.

Several people can only stand still here.

Liang Shicheng was the first to break the deadlock and answered with sincerity and embarrassment,

”Oh, when I drew the car, I forgot to put the license plate in the picture.”