Chapter 721 Issue a Ticket? Frame?

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Luke smiled: "Whether they go to prison or continue to relax, that's the matter of the law enforcement. Collect this site┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛ Whether they go to heaven or hell after they die, that's God's business."

I just need to send people to God! He looked at the long road ahead and said silently in his heart.

"Want to listen to a song, how about singing one for you?" he said suddenly.

Selena hummed and lowered her back, ready to fall asleep listening to the nursery rhyme.

Someone's singing level is guaranteed not to run away at most.

If I have to describe it, it is dry and not round at all.

Someone is also very self-aware, and usually hums a few times, and rarely finishes half a song.

Selena had absolutely no expectations.

"From the dusty mesa, Her looming shadow grows..." A low and soft singing sounded in the car.

She gradually fell into a fascination and fell asleep unconsciously.

Suddenly, she woke up and looked at the sky outside the window: "How long have I slept?"

Luke: "Less than an hour."

Selena: "I think I heard a siren?"

Luke pouted: "Yes, you'd better organize your appearance and put your hands where they can see by the way."

Selena glanced at the rearview mirror: "State Police?"

While slowing down, Luke replied: "They are squatting at the intersection just past, and seven or eight out of ten want to find fault and issue a ticket."

Selena rolled her eyes.

In the past, it was almost the same for them to issue tickets to others, but unfortunately this time it was really someone else's turn to issue tickets to them.

Two state troopers in uniform, one white and one Hispanic, got out of the police car.

They pressed the handle of the gun with one hand, leaned over from both sides, and shouted unhurriedly: "Children, please put your hands where we can see."

near the window,

Two state troopers demanded that the two show their driver's licenses.

With a smile on his face, Luke slowly took out the driver's license on his chest and handed it over: "Officer, is there any problem?"

The white state trooper took his driver's license, compared him with the photo on the driver's license, and said, "Are you speeding?"

Luke laughed: "Officer, my speed was only 70 kilometers per hour, right?"

The white state trooper glanced. "We'll tell you what your speed is."

Luke snorted, and heard another Hispanic state trooper asking for Selena's identification.

Selena glanced at him who turned back, and slowly took out the driver's license from her chest and handed it over.

Their driver's licenses and IDs are real, and of course people must be fake.

It's just that after the two put on makeup, they are close to their own appearances on these documents.

"Okay, get out of the car." The white state trooper outside Luke's car door said.

Luke didn't say a word this time, and got out of the car with Selena.

Then the white state trooper took two steps back, his right hand had unfastened the buckle of the holster, and said, "Now we suspect that you are carrying illegal drugs, please put your hands on the roof of the car and cooperate with us to check."

Luke laughed and did as he was told: "Is that so?"

The white state trooper was stunned for a while, but he still paid attention to the Latino state warning.

The Hispanic state trooper came up, his hands began to grope from Luke's upper body, and then turned behind him.

Covered by the vehicle, the Latino state trooper quickly took out his hand in his trouser pocket.

Then his expression changed, his hand moved a few times, and he turned to look at his companion.

The white state policeman on the side frowned: "What did you find?"

Hispanic state troopers looked confused, but could only shake their heads: "No."

The white state trooper was obviously taken aback: "What?"

The Hispanic state trooper shook his head slightly and forcefully: "Not really."

The white state trooper's expression changed, and he suddenly took out a jug from his body and threw it at the Latino state trooper. He said at the same time, "I suspect that you are driving under the influence of alcohol, and now I must take you back for a blood test."

The Hispanic state trooper took the jug, opened the spout, and spilled the wine inside Luke's car.

The strong smell of alcohol diffused in the scorching air under the setting sun.

The corner of Selena's mouth on the other side of the car was slightly upturned, and a sneer appeared.

Luke put his hands down and turned around unhurriedly: "Don't be so troublesome, the performance of the two police officers can end."

The white state trooper frowned, his right hand was slightly raised, and his fingers were already on the trigger ring.

"You!" Luke raised his hand and nodded to him, and then to the Hispanic State Police: "And you, but someone's lackey."

The white state policeman looked gloomy: "You better not talk nonsense, otherwise..."

Luke's hand retracted slightly, and his fingers swayed: "No no no, you must talk to me more later."

The white state police felt something was wrong, but his mission was not to kill people, and he didn't have the guts to kill two young people directly.

In fact, he and his companions knew very well that the two young people did not have any violations, let alone drinking and taking illegal drugs.

Drunk driving, drug driving, it takes less than half a day to get the test report, and it will be difficult to keep people detained.

Just when he hesitated, Luke naturally took two steps, his movements were smooth, and his expression was calm.

The two state troopers didn't react at once. The white state trooper felt that his right hand was being pressed, and then a strong force came from his feet. Suddenly his legs were empty, and he turned half a circle, and his right hand was pressed against the yellow earth.

The Latino state trooper was shocked and immediately touched his waist.

But before he put his hand on the gun, he got a kick on his knee, and another on his butt, and he threw himself on the ground, a dog eating shit.

One knee followed, pressing on his back, and two hands easily cut his hands behind his back, and then handcuffed him.

His knees let go of his back, and the Hispanic state trooper tried his best to turn his head: How can you be more skilled than yourself in the process of grabbing people and handcuffing them?

I saw the ponytail girl looking at him with disdain, and coldly said a sentence: "Dirty cop? Doing bad things is more professional than pulling a gun."

Sweat burst from the foreheads of the two state police officers.

Raiding the police is a big problem.

If it is a crowded place, the other party may run away immediately.

But here in the middle of noon in California, the road doesn't pass a car for half an hour.

Today...you won't take your life off! The two state troopers were desperate.

Luke looked at the expressions of the two and laughed: "Now who will say it first? If you don't say it, then forget it. The two state police have uneven distribution of stolen goods on the highway, and it seems that it is not a big deal to shoot each other to death. Small news."

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Half an hour later, Luke and the two drove on the road again.

The alcohol in the car was very thin after being washed with water.

This car is rented, Luke doesn't care how to wash it, just pay the cleaning fee.

Selena: "Esworth is too vigilant. No one on our side knows about our investigations, it's just that they're spying on the victims' families."

Luke hummed, his mind spinning quickly.

Selena was silent for a moment: "What are you thinking?"

Luke: "The state police asked us to help investigate this case, and now the state police are here to check our identities. It was also a case that the state police closed ten years ago."