The police officer looked at Benson in astonishment. Didn't he say that this guy was drunk? Didn't he call a car accident? He put the breathalyzer aside and asked a colleague for a new one so that Jacob could do the test again.
"Haha, is this guy's results off the charts?" Keaton sneered and said, "Officer, don't ask any more questions. Just arrest him and put him in prison."
"It's normal." The police officer said helplessly, "Tell me, what's going on."
"I-It's normal? Officer, it's impossible. He obviously drank a lot of wine. I saw it with my own eyes." Keaton was shocked. He couldn't believe it.
"The equipment won't lie. If you suspect that I'm enforcing the law unfairly, this is my police ID and name. You can file a complaint against me at any time." The police officer pointed at the name tag in front of his chest with some dissatisfaction.