A police officer chose to inspect the casket after stopping a hearse for speeding: Inside, he discovered something terrible.
The policeman had been with the department for more than a decade. He had witnessed everything during that time: insane criminals, the sobs of distraught families, and terrifying events that really affected him. Even he, however, was unprepared for what he was going to see on what appeared to be a typical day.
He kept one hand on the wheel and one eye on approaching traffic as he patrolled the city’s outskirts. Everything was quiet until he caught a glimpse of a black hearse traveling at an amazing speed along the deserted roadway. Such trucks are often slow-moving, especially when transporting the deceased, so that immediately sparked suspicion. However, this one? There were no escorts or flashing lights, just a hearse racing.
After turning on his lights and siren, the officer broadcast over the radio:
– Unit 45, asking that a suspicious helicopter be stopped. A car traveling on Highway 7 is moving at about 120 mph. starting a chase.
However, the motorist pressed the gas instead of stopping. The car sped forward, attempting to blend into the background. The cop watched every move and accelerated while maintaining a safe distance. The vehicle swerved, cut curves, and came dangerously close to colliding with guardrails during the roughly five-minute-long pursuit.
The driver eventually realized he couldn’t get away and swerved to the side before stopping. A tall, somewhat perspiring man wearing a black suit emerged as the door swung open, his smile abnormally broad.
— Good day, officer! — he said, trembling as he tried to sound composed.
You see, I’m At a funeral, I’m running late. urgent issue. The relatives are awaiting… He looked everywhere but the officer’s eyes as he muttered, “A very important person.”
Calmly, the officer said, “Who are you transporting?”
— A man, I guess A woman, that is. A female. Indeed. My mom-in-law. The driver laughed uneasily as he admitted that he was stumbling over his own lies. “No, sorry, not my mother-in-law… my niece!” he said.
“Strange,” the officer remarked suspiciously, “you said “male.”
— Verbal blunder! I’m worn out! You know it’s a difficult day.
The officer turned to face the cargo space in the back of the car.
— Open it, please.
The driver yelled, “There’s a corpse in there.” — I don’t believe you ought to
— Crack it open.
With a heavy sigh, the man, under pressure and without a way out, went to the back and opened the hatch. In the middle, the casket was carefully laid. The cop motioned for him to open that as well.
The man’s hands were shaking as he opened the coffin’s lid, and what was inside was
No one was dead. Not even a pillow beneath the head, no clothes, no flowers. Only plastic containers that are placed nicely. dozens of them. wrapped with film, tape, and black plastic. They also smelled strongly of chemicals.
The cop hesitated for a second.
“Is this… illicit substances?” he asked himself in a whisper.
He hit his radio’s emergency button right away.
– The suspect is in custody. illegal. requesting a backup.
The officer was already handcuffing the driver when he attempted to talk.
— You’ve been arrested. You are aware of your right to silence? Then keep quiet.
Two more units showed up in a matter of minutes. Illegal substance boxes were removed from the hearse.
It was later discovered that this was a carefully orchestrated operation to carry a sizable shipment under the pretense of a funeral procession. An international criminal organization was connected to the man who was impersonating a driver.
The officer will always remember that day. His foresight and vigilance were unfailing, and this time they prevented a catastrophic catastrophe from destroying the city.
