Chapter 128 - 117: Drawing the Sword_2
Opening the window for a look, the driver was a Black person.
The plainclothes officers from the Special Action Bureau beside them immediately moved in inconspicuously.
The Black driver, upon seeing an officer stopping him, felt a bit uneasy and forced himself to stay calm as he said, "Good afternoon, officer, may I ask which driving law I’ve violated?"
"I’m Officer Romi from the Southern Branch and this is my colleague Rod. The reason for stopping you is that your vehicle’s window tinting is too dark. Sir, please show your ID document. What’s in this car?"
The patrol officer took out his own credentials, indicating a lawful stop, and took the opportunity to ask for and request the other party’s driving documents.
Not wanting to cause any trouble, the Black driver’s hands did not dare leave the steering wheel for even a moment, "Oh, there’s just some ordinary pork in the car, nothing serious. Officer, there’s a problem with this car’s refrigeration system, I really can’t open the trunk for you to check, because once the cold air leaks, this batch of pork might spoil, and I can’t take that responsibility."
"Is that so? Please get out of the car and cooperate with the investigation." The patrol officer completely ignored his request, "I suspect you’re carrying illegal items in your car. Are there any concealed weapons inside your cabin?"
The Black driver was so anxious that sweat broke out. The officer next to him was eyeing him fiercely, with one hand never leaving his Glock 17 pistol.
"Alright, I can get out, but my hands have to leave the steering wheel temporarily. I also need to call my boss first to tell him about the trouble I’m in," the Black driver compromised.
"Ok," the officer nodded in agreement.