The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"How could that be!" Song Yuan denied it without hesitation, but she was actually unsure.

The feeling of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger and was almost out of control. Otherwise, why would he suddenly want to snatch the phone?

This action made the police officer stare at her. Song Yuan felt guilty and flustered, so she restrained herself from smiling, "No, if you want to make it public, then go ahead. I'm just trying to persuade you, so as not to..."

"okay!"

Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to listen to her high-sounding words and directly handed the phone to the police officer.

After seeing this, the police officer's face suddenly changed. He looked at Song Yuan fiercely. He paused the video and happened to take a close-up shot of the license plate number. The screen was displayed in front of Song Yuan and he asked, "Is this your car?"

Song Yuan hesitated, but nodded reluctantly, "Yes..."

"It is true that your car suddenly changed lanes in the opposite direction, which caused the cars on several lanes to collide. There was a white car under the truck, and your nanny car rushed in, pushing the car further under the truck. The surveillance footage shows that the subsequent series of car accidents were caused by this nanny car. You were in the car at the time, didn't you know the situation?"

Song Yuan clenched her hands: "I..."

The police officer looked angry and said, "If you intentionally cause a traffic accident and cause injury or death, the sentence will range from three to ten years. If the victim sues you, you will lose."

The surveillance video is irrefutable evidence, and Song Yuan cannot deny it even if she wants to.

She insisted: "I don't know what happened to my driver at that time. He acted suddenly and I didn't have time to stop him..."

"Didn't you say that you saw my car and were afraid that I was in danger, so you crashed into it to save me?" Nan Jiaojiao interrupted her.

Song Yuan hated it so much that she insisted, "I just thought you looked familiar, so I said something and the driver changed lanes on his own initiative. Later I saw that it was you in the car. It was purely an accident."

Nan Jiaojiao pressed, "Did the driver act on his own initiative or did you give the order?" Song Yuan: "It was the driver!"

“Where’s the dashcam?”

"It's broken! The windshield is destroyed, the front of the car is dented, and the recorder is destroyed! I can't find it!"

Ah.

Nan Jiaojiao was so angry that she laughed.

It took great self-control to prevent the slap from landing on Song Yuan's face.

She raised her hand and almost threw the phone on the table, but then she thought that it was bought with money, so there was no need to pay for her temper. She put it in her pocket without taking it out. Her clear eyes stared at Song Yuan coldly, "Ms. Song, what a coincidence. It just happened to ruin the key evidence."

Song Yuan gritted her teeth and stared at Nan Jiaojiao with red eyes. "This is not a coincidence. This is a fact. My car has not been scrapped yet. You can check it anytime. I really didn't know about it."

Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to argue with him, and asked the police officer, "If it's a malicious case, it can indeed be sentenced after investigation, right, officer?"

The officer nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, I'll provide you with evidence later. There was a family of three sitting in the white car. The wife was in the passenger seat and was crushed by the truck. She died on the spot. The husband was also seriously injured. Shortly after he was pushed out of the operating room, their seven-year-old child was sitting in the back seat. The child hid under the seat and only suffered minor injuries. In addition, Song Yuan's driver had a patch pierced his throat, but he has been rescued. The people I mentioned are all in the same hospital now and can be checked."

The police officer looked at Nan Jiaojiao in surprise. He was entrusted by someone to answer the call. He never thought that in this life, there would be a situation where the witness would bring the evidence to his lips while handling a case. (End of this chapter)