The traffic police went up to inspect the scene and found skid marks and a pool of blood on the ground.
But the injured person was nowhere to be found.
"What happened? Where's the person?" a traffic policeman asked.
"I, I don't know..." The fat man was stunned for a moment, "As soon as I hit her, I immediately drove to the police station to report it!"
"For such a serious accident, you should have called it in, you know? Leaving the scene is the most unethical thing a driver can do!" the traffic police criticized.
"I... I..." The fat man stammered, unable to explain that he decided to go to the station because his phone fell into the blood...
"All right, there's nothing more for you to do here, just go back with them to give a statement."
"Okay, okay," the fat man nodded in agreement, then quickly got into the police car.
At that moment, a doctor got out of the ambulance.
They strode over, glanced at the blood on the ground, and couldn't help frowning.
With so much blood lost, even if they managed to walk home, survival seemed unlikely.
However, this thought only lasted three seconds.
"Something's wrong!" the doctor shouted loudly.
A few traffic policemen turned their heads to look at her. "What's wrong?"
The doctor hurriedly crouched down, and before the police could stop her, she had already reached out to touch the blood on the ground.
Her thumb and index finger lightly touched it, she sniffed it, and her frown deepened.
"This isn't blood." She said, "It's a liquid made from edible dye, honey, and drinking water, very similar to blood."
Hearing this, the traffic police immediately thought of many past cases and suddenly realized.
"A car accident, fake blood?"
"Con artists are really getting too rampant these days!"
No one present wasn't infuriated by this con artist.
In fact, how could this be considered carefully planned?
Shen Cheng's random impromptu performance was merely seizing an opportunity.
The next day, a headline-grabbing social news story broadcasted in various major venues.
Yesterday, on XX Avenue, a serious traffic accident occurred, and when police arrived, the injured party was nowhere to be found.
Subsequently, police verified that the car owner encountered professional con artists.
This kind of scammer has been increasingly rampant lately, commonly using fake car accidents to extort money.
Please be wary, citizens!
Speeding may be thrilling for a moment, but a car crash results in a lifetime of regret.
Treasure life, stay away from con artists.
Upon seeing the news, Shen Zhongming chuckled, smiling at Shen Cheng beside him.
"Girl, was this your doing?"
Shen Cheng, who was wiping the window, responded irritably, "Do you think it's something to be proud of?"
Shen Zhongming retracted his gaze, fiddling with his dice, and said, "Girl, I tell you, although you're a con artist, in Dad's eyes, you're the most perfect con artist in the world."
Shen Cheng turned her head to look at him, her smile not reaching her eyes, "Enough, you're in the way!"
Shen Zhongming rolled the dice, saw two sixes, then stood up and cheerfully said, "Let's have a gamble, to keep out of my girl's sight."
Saying this, he indeed took his Imperial Dice and went out.
The moment the door closed, the water bottle in Shen Cheng's hand flew over.
If Shen Zhongming had been a second slower in closing the door, he would've been drenched.
She glanced at the news on the TV, raising her eyebrows slightly.
Treasure life, stay away from con artists.
Gotta admit, pretty classic!