The person knocking on the car window outside was a traffic cop on duty at the intersection. Seeing that Alice Turner had been parked by the roadside for a long time without any intention of moving, he walked over to check the situation.
"You've even attracted a traffic cop. Are you satisfied now?" Alice Turner pulled her hand back from Thomas Fisher's grasp and sat properly on the car seat. She lowered the car window. "I'm sorry, we'll just..."
She was about to tell the officer that they would leave immediately, but before she could finish, the traffic cop interrupted her. "Hello! Please show me your driver's license."
As soon as Alice Turner lowered the window, the traffic cop smelled a strong odor of alcohol. Due to his professional sensitivity, he sensed something unusual.
Saluting Alice Turner inside the car, the traffic cop reached out his hand, requesting her driver's license.
