The master took the opportunity to chat with him, "You haven't even been in, how do you know there's no such thing in this branch?"
Ah Biao said, "Yes, he drove a car when he went in, and that car was towed back."
Hearing this, the master understood, "No wonder, it's easier to find good people like this. Otherwise, it would take a long time to ask everyone one by one and look up information.
With your efficiency, I can take you to all the public security bureaus in less than half an hour."
Ah Biao heard this and said, "Okay, that's great! Thank you, Master!"
The two of them were silent in the car. The taxi driver heard that his accent suggested he was from another place, so he asked him, "Are you from another place?"
If you're a local, you can ride a bicycle and go around the police station."
"Yes, I'm from out of town. Is there anything big happening in Tianjin recently?"
The taxi driver gossiped with him, "What gossip is there? There is no news in our city.
There have been some occasional vicious fights lately, but they're nothing serious."
It's past three in the morning and the road is empty, with no one on it.
The taxi driver was originally parked on the side of the road to sleep, but he unexpectedly got a big job.
When they arrived at the third Public Security Bureau, A Biao found the big Dongfeng in the back.
The corners of his mouth turned up.
He punched the taxi driver and said, "Go in and report the case. Just say someone took a taxi and injured you. Ask the police to help you find someone."
The taxi driver was really stunned.
But the man just pulled out a gun and said, "Go, find someone to go for a walk around the city with you."
Then he gave him another 50 and said, "I won't let you suffer any loss. I'll give you the travel expenses."
The taxi driver was really confused.
But someone was holding my waist, and I didn't know whether it was a real gun or a fake one.
Seeing that this man had a strong posture, he hesitated for a moment and then punched down again.
"If you don't want to be beaten to death, then go ahead. Those two punches are evidence, so it doesn't count as a false police report."
The driver was hit twice and his face was burning with pain.
He was really unlucky tonight.
But saving his life was more important now. He pulled out the key, got out of the car, and walked into the police station with his face covered.
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