Sure enough, the traffic police hadn't arrived yet. There was nothing we could do about it. The traffic police in Shangjing were very busy, and they couldn't come for a while to handle a case like this where no one was injured.
Many trucks are not allowed to drive within the Fifth Ring Road, but there are still quite a few vans on the Fifth Ring Road. Unlike ordinary trucks, these fully enclosed boxes are not sturdy steel column structures. This rear-end collision directly knocked the box of the car in front crooked.
Generally speaking, in a rear-end collision, the rear car is fully responsible, but the two drivers were angry with each other and started fighting on the spot.
No one knows how to stop it.
At the scene of a traffic accident, before the traffic police come to take pictures, the more original the better. If a car moves away, who will bear the subsequent responsibility? Bai Song has no power to manage this, but the fight still needs to be separated. If it continues like this, how can the problem be solved?
"What are you doing!" Bai Song shouted directly. The two men stopped at once and looked at Bai Song. They were a little at a loss and their boxing routines were all messed up.
Generally speaking, if two ordinary people are fighting, they would feel a little guilty if they were yelled at like this.
Bai Song had no doubts and walked up to pull them apart.
Bai Song has seen many fights. Some of them are genuine grudges, and they fight to the death without restraint. It is very difficult to separate them, or even impossible to separate them. The most common one is a fight between two teenagers.
But nowadays, most fights are about face, insulting each other, and not taking action makes you look like a coward. For this kind of fight, if two people on each side persuade them, the fight will end...
Bai Song could basically tell which one it was at a glance. These two people were the latter. After they pulled apart, they insulted each other, but there was no sign of them continuing to fight.
"Stop fighting. Look at how many cars are blocking the road behind you?" Bai Song pulled the less injured and more skilled man aside. "Your car has crashed. Do you plan to keep blocking the road like this? It's not easy for a grown-up to work. Is it reasonable to keep it there?"
"What does this have to do with you?" The man that Bai Song had held came to his senses and said rudely to Bai Song, "If you meddle in other people's business again, I'll beat you up too!"
It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the advantage he had just gained in the fight. This was the driver of the car in front, who was about 40 years old and quite strong.
Bai Song directly shoved his police ID in the man's face and said, "You can try."
"Hmm..." The man looked up at Bai Song. Um, this physique seems to be? It seems that he can't beat him?
Well, I just couldn't beat them, and they were policemen... People who are driving outside are usually very respectful when they see the police, so the driver of the car in front immediately stopped.
"Move the car away quickly. In such a big city, you two have blocked a main road and are fighting. What do you want to do?"
"But!" another person said, "The traffic police didn't come, how can we determine the responsibility?"
The person who said this was a young man about the same age as Bai Song, who probably had just gotten his B driver's license not long ago.
"He's fully responsible for the rear-end collision. Do we still need to make a judgment?" Bai Song knew that the man just now was the driver of the car that rear-ended the car.
"But the traffic police didn't come..."
"Is there any dispute between the two of you about this accident?"
"Yes! He blocked me and wouldn't let me overtake!" The driver of the car behind me was anxious, "I wanted to overtake, but he wouldn't let me."
"Who told you not to overtake? If you want to overtake, just change lanes!" the driver of the car in front yelled, "Who told you not to overtake?"
"Change lanes? Only the right lane of these two lanes is open to large vehicles. How can I change lanes and overtake you? I've been honking the horn for a long time, but you can't just give way!"
At this moment, many drivers had gathered at the scene. At least thirty to fifty drivers within 100 meters had come down to see what was happening. When they heard what the driver of the car behind said, they were all dumbfounded.
"Why are you all looking at me? I know you can overtake on the left, but I heard there are a lot of rules in Beijing. It says that large vehicles are not allowed to occupy the left lane. I've never seen this traffic rule in my hometown..."
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"Uh..." Bai Song wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know how to start. Finally, he said weakly: "He is also a big car. You don't dare to occupy the road on the left. How can he let you?"
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"He's going to..." The driver of the car behind him was stunned... Yes...
?
Yes, he also has a big car, how could he let me?
Is it true that overtaking is not allowed on the roads in this big city?
"That means there is something wrong with the lane design..." the driver of the car behind murmured, and began to doubt his life. After driving one or two thousand kilometers, this was his first time entering Shangjing City, and he was really a little panicked.
"He is truly the best among the 30 million truck drivers in the country..." Bai Song murmured...
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Everyone was silent...
The driver of the car in front glanced at the driver of the car behind, looked at the injuries on the driver's face, and sighed.
Perhaps he felt a little sorry for the child. After thinking for a few seconds, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to the driver of the car behind him.
The drivers behind saw this and took out their cigarettes...
"You two should solve the problem among yourselves. The car behind you should move first and make way for the right lane and the emergency lane." Bai Song saw that he could not make trouble anymore. He said, "Compensate each other with some money and leave."
"Is this really okay?" The driver of the car behind me said unsurely, "Don't they say that all traffic accidents require waiting for the traffic police?"
"How did you learn these traffic rules? Did you buy a license?" Bai Song was speechless. "Article 86 of the Road Traffic Law states that for this type of accident, if there is no dispute over the facts and no casualties... well, the injury on your head doesn't count. In this case, as long as both parties agree and record all the information and sign, they can evacuate."
The collision wasn't too serious, but the car in front needs to be repaired professionally.
Trucks are not like cars, so there is no need to be so delicate. Paint and other things don't matter at all, but the sheet metal of these pillars will cost at least four or five thousand yuan, and the two rear doors also need to be repaired.
However, the driver of the car in front hit the driver of the car behind...
Bai Song took out the plan from the police station, and both sides praised and scolded it, until both sides were satisfied. The final plan was that the driver of the rear car would give 1,000 yuan to the driver of the front car, and the two matters would be settled.
Both of them fought, so logically they should both be detained, but the driver of the car behind was obviously more seriously injured, and the driver of the car in front also agreed to this plan.
Although there was insurance, it was normal for a truck not to seek insurance for just a few thousand dollars, especially after traveling such a long distance. After both parties finalized the agreement, the driver of the car behind wiped the blood off his forehead and went back to his car to get the money.
In this way, several drivers behind cheered, and the road was finally smooth.
Bai Song helped the two people record information for each other, borrowed paper and pen from the driver behind them and signed a simple agreement. The driver of the car behind handed the money to the driver of the car in front.
"What kind of money is this? Why is it a little moldy?" The driver of the car in front took a closer look. He was an old hand and was sure that it was real money, so he didn't care.
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