Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Shen Dongqing watched the direction the vehicle was heading, keeping close behind while speed-dialing Xiao Ze.

"Captain Xiao, I've encountered a vehicle being driven under the influence of drugs..." Shen Dongqing quickly gave him the rundown.

"That car hasn't slowed down at all. I'm worried about the cars and people up ahead," Shen Dongqing said with concern.

At that speed, if he hadn't swerved out of the way, his car would have been severely damaged. After all, the other car had come at him from the side. If that car had hit another one at that speed, that car wouldn't have fared much better than his.

If it were just a simple case of speeding and near-collision, Shen Dongqing wouldn't be too worried. Normal people have at least some sense—speeding and almost hitting someone isn't illegal if you don't actually make contact. But driving under the influence of drugs...

Ever since learning what people on drugs are capable of, Shen Dongqing had zero trust in the rationality of so-called drug users. And a driver high on drugs was like a ticking time bomb.

Xiao Ze got the call and, without a second thought, immediately contacted the traffic cops.

Driving under the influence was a high-priority emergency. Upon receiving Xiao Ze's notification, the traffic cops quickly set up roadblocks.

Shen Dongqing followed behind. If the car ahead kept up its previous speed, Shen Dongqing couldn't keep up without speeding himself. Luckily, the car ahead was swerving all over the place, like the driver was struggling to stay in control, and it gradually slowed down.

Nearby cars that saw its path gave it a wide berth, keeping their distance.

A car behind Shen Dongqing, apparently annoyed at how slow he was going, honked a few times. Worried the honking might set off the high driver, Shen Dongqing moved over to let the car pass.

But after the car behind pulled ahead and saw how the high driver was driving, it quietly slowed down and switched lanes, not daring to stay behind him.

Soon, two police motorcycles showed up and immediately spotted the car weaving through traffic.

They checked the plates, confirmed it was the car the caller had reported, and the two officers looked over to check on the driver.

The driver's head was foggy, but he still remembered his mission had failed. He was supposed to hit someone, but the target had dodged. No way he was getting that bounty now.

So what should he do now?

Right—the target would definitely call the cops. He had to get out of there fast. If the cops caught him and found out he was high, he'd definitely get locked up in rehab.

For someone who lived for drugs, being forced into rehab was maybe scarier than death itself.

Realizing this, the driver's mind snapped awake for a second, and then he saw the police motorcycles next to him. They were saying something, but the second he laid eyes on the cops, his brain turned to mush. One thought dominated his mind: run.

The driver floored it, and the car shot forward, leaving the two motorcycles in the dust.

Luckily, the cars ahead of him had all noticed something was off and chose to squeeze into other lanes rather than drive in front of him. That saved them from disaster—at that speed and with that little control, any car in front would've been hit.

Seeing the driver's state, both cops had a bad feeling. This area was a bit out of the way, so only they had made it there. The police car would take a while to get ahead and block the road.

But at this speed, something would go down before the police car got there. They had to stop him fast.

A car pulled up next to them, and one officer eyed the driver warily.

"You want to use my car to chase them?" Shen Dongqing said, and fearing the officers might be suspicious, added, "I'm the one who called it in. My car's pretty tough."

Actually, the two officers didn't need Shen Dongqing to say anything—they recognized the make of his car.

Because of the huge gap between the factory price and the sticker price, plus its standout features and looks, Shen Dongqing's car was pretty well-known.

Figuring how long the police car would take to get there, the two officers didn't hesitate long. One of them got into Shen Dongqing's car, with Shen Dongqing sitting in the passenger seat.

The officer drove in pursuit, blaring the siren nonstop, while the motorcycles alongside kept honking too.

The noise was loud, and many vehicles noticed the two cars in pursuit. With police motorcycles nearby, everyone deliberately avoided that direction, leaving enough open space for the chase.

If possible, the officer would have preferred not to stop the vehicle by ramming it. But ahead was an intersection, and in the distance he could see the red light was on—yet the drug-impaired vehicle showed no sign of slowing down, completely ignoring the officer's loudspeaker warnings.

The officer couldn't afford to worry too much. Gritting his teeth, he pulled his car alongside the drug-impaired vehicle and pressed against its side, using friction to try to force it to slow down.

It did have some effect, but it also seemed to agitate the driver, who accelerated again. Fortunately, the delay had bought enough time—the red light ahead turned green, and even with the increased speed, no harm came to pedestrians or vehicles crossing.

But that was luck. It just happened that the red light had little time left. Otherwise...

Fortunately, their friction interception wasn't without results. Earlier, there had been cars following alongside, but after this interception, everyone sensed something was seriously wrong. Even though the light was green, no one came through that direction, as if they'd all given up on that route.

The officer hadn't had time to feel relieved when he saw another traffic light in the distance. He suddenly remembered—just a bit further ahead was a densely populated area. If they couldn't stop the vehicle here, once they got further, it would only cause bigger problems.

Just as the officer was thinking this, he noticed the red light ahead suddenly turn green—there were still over ten seconds left before it should have changed.

The command center had stepped in!

Shen Dongqing saw this too and let out a breath of relief.

After following for a while, the officer noticed something scattered on the road ahead. He lightly applied the brakes, keeping as much distance as possible from the vehicle in front. Shen Dongqing hadn't yet figured out what was happening when he saw the rear tire of the vehicle ahead suddenly go flat.

The driver seemed to notice something was wrong too and slammed on the brakes. But it would have been better if he hadn't—the car body had been relatively stable, but with that sudden braking, the rear end lost control completely, swinging violently until the car came to a stop sideways in the middle of the road.