Wrong Interrogation Room, The First Cracked Case Shocked the World

Chapter 38: As long as the speed is fast enough, Death can't catch up!

The moment Ning Cheng drove the police car onto the 341 National Highway, it touched the hearts of countless people.

In the Jiangcheng Transportation Bureau, a group of security guards and leaders watched the live feed on the electronic screen, their expressions shifting from curiosity to awe. The video showed Ning Cheng driving the police car onto the national highway, breaking into the national corner racing event. As they watched Ning Cheng drift through corner after corner, the audience in the traffic bureau held their breath.

Everyone in Jiangcheng knew how dangerous the 341 National Road was. With nearly a hundred corners, even the most experienced drivers wouldn't dare to let their guard down. The road's treacherous curves had made it a popular spot for national drifting competitions.

The police car roared, the screen shifted, and another nearly 80-degree bend was easily conquered by Ning Cheng.

"This guy drives like a madman, taking corners with such speed and precision," one of the safety officers remarked, his voice filled with awe. "If it wasn't for my age and my body's limitations, I'd hire this guy as my driver in a heartbeat!"

The other officers nodded in agreement, their envy palpable. Ning Cheng had clearly impressed the city bureau leaders, and his future was looking bright. But they knew that his success was built on his exceptional skills, skills they could only dream of possessing.

At the Jiangcheng Police Station, Ning Cheng's colleagues gathered around the LCD TV screen, their eyes glued to the white police car on the screen.

"Beautiful! Look at him drift through those corners, the guy's a natural!" one officer exclaimed.

"How did we not know Ning Cheng had such incredible driving skills? It's unbelievable!" another officer chimed in, his voice filled with amazement.

"Solving crimes, making arrests, and now this? What can't Ning Cheng do?" a veteran officer asked, shaking his head in admiration. "I guess some people are just born with talent. Compared to Ning Ge, I give up!"

The entire police station was abuzz with excitement as they watched the live broadcast of the drifting competition. When Ning Cheng was seen overtaking the professional racers, the room erupted in cheers.

"Go, Brother Ning! Overtake that Ferrari and catch the drug criminal!"

"Go, Brother Ning! Those who violate the law will be punished, no matter how far they run!"

"Brother Ning, catch him! Don't let our blood flow in vain!"

The police officers, who understood the risks and sacrifices that came with their job, were deeply moved by Ning Cheng's courage and determination.

Zhou Ziyan stood in front of the TV, her eyes glued to the screen, her heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and pride. She silently prayed for Ning Cheng's safe return.

As the cheers echoed through the police station, Ning Cheng was nearing another corner. Behind him, several professional cars were closing in, trying to catch up. In front of him, only Wang Chen's Ferrari, driven by the reigning National Drift and Cornering Champion, remained.

Ning Cheng's face was a mask of concentration, his eyes narrowed as he focused on the road ahead. He expertly controlled the steering wheel, his foot hovering over the accelerator.

In a split second, he slammed on the brakes, then turned the wheel sharply to the left. The sudden change in direction sent the car skidding sideways, the tires screeching against the asphalt.

The audience watched in awe as Ning Cheng skillfully executed a drift, his movements as precise as a surgeon's.

Ning Cheng's speed increased with every corner, the police car becoming a blur of white as it raced down the mountain road.