Chapter 234 228. Pharaoh Gets Porcelain

Wang Bo asked Atulu to follow him to copy the information in the dashcam, and he called Sergeant Smith: "Dude, this is Wang, please check the surveillance cameras in the city immediately, a silver-white Nissan GTR hit and run!"

Sergeant Smith handles this kind of thing very well, he said: "No problem, start the investigation immediately!"

It is not far from the small town here. After more than 20 minutes, an ambulance arrived quickly. A doctor got out of the car with two male nurses to check the situation, and shouted, "Hurry up for blood type testing, blood transfusion, First Aid Policy No. 2!"

Lao Wang then helped to send the wounded man fixed on the tractor bed to the ambulance. At this time, the injured man pointed at him again and said vaguely: "Don't let him go, it's him, he did it..."

The doctor looked at him and said, "Are you the perpetrator?"

Wang Bo hung the police badge on his belt and said, "How is it possible, I am a policeman."

The doctor nodded suddenly, and said: "It is obvious that this gentleman has hallucinations or cognitive impairment due to concussion. He needs first aid now. Please accompany him."

There was no other way, so Wang Bo had no choice but to go to the Aocheng Hospital. He could not contact the relatives and friends of the injured for the time being. As the policeman who dealt with the accident, he had to come out to accompany him.

Not long after he arrived at the hospital, Robert, a small town policeman, came and greeted Wang Bo when he saw him, and said, "Hi, Wang, how's the situation?"

Lao Wang pointed in the direction of the emergency room and said, "He's being rescued inside, damn it, the situation is terrible, the external injuries are very serious, and the internal injuries are unknown. By the way, how about the vehicle that caused the accident?"

With a puzzled expression on Robert's face, he said, "Sorry, buddy, I don't have a clue yet. We checked all the probes on Route 8 entering the city, but we didn't find any trace of the Nissan GTR."

"What about the other sports cars?"

"There was only one BMW Z4, but we checked and that car was fine, there were no other sports cars."

Wang Bo touched his nose, so the situation is a bit weird, so is the Nissan GTR going to heaven? New Zealand's monitoring system is also very complete. There are speed cameras at intervals on Highway 8. As long as there is a car passing by, it is impossible to escape the monitoring of the camera.

In this way, there can only be one guess, that is, the two people who provided information lied.

Now he had to wait. Atulu took the video from the dash cam to the police station in the small town for inspection. If there was video data of GTR in it, it meant that the two were not lying, and they still had to track down the whereabouts of GTR.

The answer was delivered quickly. Indeed, a silver-gray GTR appeared on the dash cam. However, this car did not drive into Aocheng. It was necessary to check the surveillance data on Route 8.

Two hours later, when the operation was over, Wang Bo and Robert asked the chief surgeon, "Sir, how are the two injured?"

The doctor wiped his sweat and said: "The situation is very bad. The male injured is fine. His brow bone, forehead, and bridge of the nose collapsed, five teeth fell out, his left hand and left leg were fractured, and the meniscus on the right knee needs to be removed. The skin of the body was completely damaged, and muscle necrosis appeared in some places..."

"so serious?"

"He is actually fine, God bless, Bing has no internal injuries, mainly external injuries, and he can recover after a year of recuperation. Now, the serious injury is a female victim who suffered blunt trauma to her head. In the case of increased brain pressure, I had a drainage operation, and more complicated operations would have to be sent to hospitals in Dunedin or Christchurch, which we can't do here."

After hearing this, Lao Wang took a deep breath, these two people are really miserable.

After waiting for a few minutes, the anesthesia period for the male injured was lifted, and a doctor approached them with a strange expression and motioned to him.

Just as Wang Bo was about to leave, the doctor shook his head and said, "Officer Robert, please come here."

After Robert passed by, he heard the doctor whisper something, and his face was stunned, showing an expression of disbelief.

Wang Bo frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Robert also frowned, and said: "It's hard to say now, let's go to the ward first, there is something wrong."

The female wounded was sent to the intensive care unit, and the male wounded woke up, lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube inserted in his nostrils.

Robert took Wang Bo into the ward. The injured man showed an excited expression when he saw them, then pointed at Wang Bo and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "It was he who hit him, he hit him..."

Wang Bo was stunned. He looked to the left and right. There was only one doctor, so he pointed to his nose and said, "What? What did he say? I hit it? What did I hit?"

Robert motioned him not to get excited, and then asked the injured man, "Hello, sir. I am Robert, a police officer from the Aocheng Police Department. Now look at my finger. How much is it?"

"Four!"

"what about this?"

"It's two!"

"OK, are you sober now, right? You don't have cognitive impairment? You don't have hallucinations, right?"

"Yes, I remember very clearly that it was this yellow man who hit me! It was him, he did it!" the male wounded man said weakly but firmly.

Lao Wang was fucked, he suddenly understood what happened to him, this is being touched!

Apparently this was what the doctor had whispered to Robert just now. The injured man had told the doctor that he had hit someone, so the doctor had told Robert.

Robert first inquired about the identity of the injured man, but he was out of energy now and only got his name and nationality.

The man named Namik Ali Hanyani, from Indonesia, and his wife had just immigrated to New Zealand. This time, he was planning to ride around the South Island, but was hit by a car.

Robert found his visa from his wallet, and after reading it, he asked, "Mr. Namik, please tell me that the gentleman next to you hit you. Do you remember what car he drove?"

"I don't remember. There was also a fat man, also of yellow race. They hit me."

"How do you remember their appearance? Could there be cognitive impairment? Maybe when they got out of the car to rescue you, you saw them at that time and mistakenly thought they hit you?" Robert asked patiently.

Namik insisted: "No, no, they hit us, and he wants to pay for medical expenses!"

Lao Wang's expression became gloomy, and he said, "Maybe you'd better wait until your injury stabilizes before speaking. I don't care about your words now. I think you may still be in hallucinations."

Namik's body struggled. He pointed at Wang Bo with wide eyes and said, "You did it! I remember it clearly!"

"But he is a policeman, the policeman handling your case is also the ambulance he sent you to..." A doctor couldn't stand it any longer.

Hearing this, Namik's eyes widened even further. Wang Bo transferred the police badge hanging on his belt to his chest, nodded on it and said, "Sorry sir, you must have misremembered, I have absolute The evidence proves that he is fine."