Chapter 105: Walking Into the Trap

Among those confronting the group of girls, there were two people Yang Meng recognized. One was the young man who had been frantically honking his horn at Yang Meng while driving a Japanese subcompact car; at the time, the girl in his passenger seat had even goaded him to ram into Yang Meng, though he hadn't dared to do so. Yang Meng did not know his name.

However, he had since changed vehicles; behind him sat not a Japanese subcompact, but an Audi TTRS. The other person was Lu Xin, the son of Ma Fengying, who stood beside the young man.

Hearing Yang Meng call out to him, Lu Xin gave a cold snort. "Do I know you? Don't act like we're familiar! You're a police officer, right? You've come at the perfect time. Come, come, we want to report this rider for damaging my friend's car! Look, the side mirror was kicked off!"

The side mirror of the Audi TTRS was indeed broken. Ling Feng asked after hearing this, "Who did this?"

Qiao Yu stepped forward directly. "Kicking your mirror was letting you off easy! You weren't driving; you were committing attempted murder! Driving a fancy Audi and acting like you own the road, weaving in 'S' patterns! Your malicious lane-cutting affected everyone else's driving. There are so many riders here with helmet cameras; the entire process was recorded! This girl is a novice who just started riding the mountain trails, and she was almost squeezed into a ditch by this guy's lane change just now! She only kicked the mirror because she was furious!"

Yang Meng listened from the sidelines and turned to look at the girl. *Heh*, her riding skills might not be much, but her temper certainly was. Hmm... at least kicking a side mirror is something a motorcyclist would do.

On the road, those driving four wheels and those riding two are generally in a state of mutual contempt: car drivers feel that motorcyclists are reckless and weave dangerously, while motorcyclists feel that cars are the root cause of traffic congestion. Conflicts between car and motorcycle owners are countless.

Even Yang Meng had once been honked at by that young man, and his way of handling it was to give the young man a lecture on traffic regulations. However, not everyone would do that.

What is the advantage of a motorcycle? Isn't it agility and convenience? So, some hot-headed motorcyclists simply kick a car and ride off. But kicking the car body usually causes no real damage, so many motorcyclists choose to kick the side mirrors instead.

This is an act that is absolutely not encouraged.

This practice originated in the West. Conflicts between motorcyclists and drivers there often started with guns being drawn or full-blown street brawls. Small matters frequently escalated into major ones, so someone, somewhere, invented the practice of kicking side mirrors to vent frustration.

But while this method works in the West, it usually falls flat in China. Almost every car in China is equipped with a dashcam, whereas in many foreign countries, dashcams are prohibited. Some countries didn't even have regulations regarding them, but as the number of users grew, they began to enact bans.

The common point among these places is that they prioritize the prevention of personal information leakage above all else. Because they lack dashcams, if a rider kicks a mirror and flees, they often get away with it.

But in China, it's a different story: every car has a dashcam. You kick a mirror and run? It doesn't matter; the monk may run, but the temple stays behind! By using the dashcam footage in coordination with surveillance systems, arrests are almost guaranteed.

Once, a foreigner came to China for a motorcycle road trip. Not long after starting, he got into a dispute with a car owner, kicked a side mirror out of habit, and fled. He was caught by traffic police shortly after, facing charges of a hit-and-run, resulting in both fines and detention.

The foreigner was likely baffled: "I've kicked mirrors dozens of times back home without being caught, why was I caught here after just one time? And with such efficiency? Is the law and order here really that good?"

*Sigh*, to put it bluntly, he brought it on himself. Who told him to kick the private car of a government official?

Of course, despite strict enforcement, many people still break the law knowing full well what it is! Especially since many motorcyclists are young, full of vigor, and prone to wishful thinking. Thus, mirror-kicking incidents still happen frequently.

Seeing that both sides were about to argue again, Ling Feng stepped in. "Stop, stop! I am not a traffic police officer. I don't know the specifics of the traffic regulations involved here, but if you are going to start a brawl, that falls under my jurisdiction! Both sides think the problem lies with the other, right? Fine. Miss, you say he was driving dangerously, correct? Organize your evidence. And as for you, sir, she kicked your mirror and you want compensation, right? Then wait for the traffic police to arrive and determine liability!"

Qiao Yu nodded upon hearing this. "Fine! That works! Give me your camera footage. I am determined to report him for reckless driving!"

Lu Xin also spoke up. "You still think you're in the right after breaking our mirror? This is an Audi TTRS! One side mirror is worth more than your motorcycle!"

Qiao Yu was stunned. "Are Audi TTRS side mirrors that expensive?"

Quan Yajing pouted from the side, "Not enough to buy you a new bumper."

Qiao Yu laughed after hearing this. "I'll pay for three of your mirrors. If you dare to drive like that again in the future, you can let me kick them!"

Quan Yajing coughed dryly. "I don't think we need to pay for it, do we?"

Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then gave a bitter smile. Zhang San had said that this girl bought a '狒狒' (mini-bike) just to practice riding in her own courtyard. She was a true little heiress.

Chen Jiao then chimed in, "That's right, sue the bastard! People like him are a menace to Qingshan Mountain! Report him for reckless driving and let him sit in a cell for a few days to clear his head!"

Yang Meng scratched his head, hearing this. What was the meaning of this? A group of people who chase speed on mountain roads accusing someone else of reckless driving? Is this some kind of dark humor?

Seeing this, Lu Xin looked at the young man beside him with a troubled expression; it seemed the one driving was him, and he was the main character.

Before the young man could speak, a woman beside him spoke up. She was dressed in a professional suit and looked more like a bank clerk; although not classically beautiful, she possessed a unique charm.

"Are you bullying us because you have more people?" the woman said to Ling Feng. "You claim to be a police officer, then I have the right to inspect your credentials. Furthermore, given your current attire and your acquaintance with the other party, I seriously doubt you will handle this fairly and impartially!"

Ling Feng laughed, pulled his badge from his pocket, and handed it to the woman. "Here is my identification. But I would like to ask: is there any law or regulation that forbids police officers from riding motorcycles? Since you don't trust me, that's fine. You can call the police now and choose an officer you trust. I will recuse myself from this matter."

The woman looked smug. "Hmph, I would have done that anyway without you telling me."

Ling Feng continued, "Of course, regardless of everything, I am a police officer. I cannot ignore such matters; it is my duty. I have cooperated with you, and you must cooperate with me. Now, everyone show your ID cards; I need to make a registration!"

The woman's smile froze on her face. "On what grounds are you doing this?"

Ling Feng held up two fingers. "I have three grounds: first, according to Article 15 of the Resident Identity Card Law, police officers may inspect resident identity cards after presenting their credentials; second, there are relevant provisions in Articles 2, 6, and 9 of the People's Police Law; and furthermore, there are relevant regulations in Articles 31, 36, 40, and 50 of the Counter-Terrorism Law. Do you have any other questions? Please cooperate with my work!"

Yang Meng whistled. Is this woman an idiot? Challenging Ling Feng? Have you watched too many Hollywood blockbusters?

Qiao Yu reacted quickly, pulling his ID card directly from his riding bag. "Officer Ling, we will cooperate with your work, unlike some people... Huh? Why won't they cooperate? Could it be because they have a criminal record or something? Officer Ling, many people look decent on the outside but might actually be online fugitives. You should check them thoroughly!"

"What did you say!" the woman exclaimed, looking smug. "I am Huo Yan, the sales manager of Norton Medical Instruments! Be careful, or I will sue you for defamation!"

Quan Yajing let out a long sigh upon hearing this. "What's wrong with these people? Why does everyone think riding a motorcycle means you have no money?"

Qiao Yu shrugged. "How would I know? People nowadays seem to only judge a person's financial situation by their clothes and cars, which is why you get people renting nice cars to show off and act like swindlers. Or should I go back and bring my Ferrari?"

Huo Yan sneered after hearing this. "A Ferrari? Does it run on batteries?"

Qiao Yu didn't look at her, but instead turned to Chen Jiao, who hadn't spoken. "Chen Jiao, you should call your father and ask what this Norton Medical Instruments actually does. How can a mere sales manager have such a big mouth?"

Huo Yan looked at Qiao Yu. "You're acting pretty tough! Our Norton Medical Instruments is a multinational corporation, you think..."

Before she could finish, the young man beside Huo Yan, who had remained silent, suddenly stopped her. He looked at Chen Jiao and said, "You are Chen Jiao? Director Chen Hanbin's daughter?"

Qiao Yu looked at the young man. "I remember you now. You're Director Di's son, what's his name again? Di Wei, right? You went with Director Di to the medical system exchange meeting last time!"

"Yes, that's me, that's me!" Di Wei nodded frantically. "Miss Chen, I didn't recognize you just now. Please forgive my ignorance! Manager Huo, let me introduce you! This is Miss Chen Jiao, the daughter of our city's Health Bureau Director, Chen Hanbin."

Huo Yan stood frozen on the spot. How could they, in the medical device business, not deal with the Director of the Health Bureau? This person riding a motorcycle was actually the daughter of the Health Bureau Director?

Now they were in trouble—big trouble!