“Slow down, hands on the steering wheel.”
Two policemen, both wearing sunglasses, demanded sternly, their fingers pressing on their holsters, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Zhang Jing did as instructed, moving very, very slowly, like slow motion at 200%.
“What did I do wrong?” Zhang Jing asked.
“Someone called the police, saying your behavior was suspicious.”
Zhang Jing chuckled.
The police officer said again, "Give me your driver's license and vehicle registration, and do it slowly."
With plenty of time, Zhang Jing took his time, moving at 200% slow.
After checking the driver's license, the police officer asked, "Is there a gun in the car?"
"No."
"Get out of the car, walk to the front, we need to search your vehicle."
Zhang Jing slowly unbuckled his seatbelt, slowly opened th
