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2009年10月5日星期一

CAR JACK PLOY IN SG.BESI

I received this article from the internet.

Subject: FW: CAR JACK PLOY IN SG.BESI--Please Read


23 September 2009

To my family and friends,

This happened to me today. Please take care.

I was visiting a specialist at Sg. Besi, located at a shophouse near
South City Plaza, Sg. Besi today with my 8 year old daughter. If,
like me, you are unfamiliar with this part of KL, its is adjacent to
The Mines, off the Besraya Highway. This was at 1 pm, broad daylight,
with lots of people about.

After the consultation, my daughter and I got into my car, a Toyota
Estima. I started the engine and was about to back out of the
streetside parking space when a bunch of men (in this case, of Indian
ethnic background) who were fussing around another car parked two
lots away turned around and started to gesture to me to stop. They
flashed police IDs and indicated that I should stop. I assumed that
something untoward had happened to the car, or its occupants (a
white MPV) which had its bonnet up and doors opened, and around 10
guys buzzing around it. I felt uneasy right away and (whilst with the
windows up & door locked) gestured to them that I would speak to them
a liitle further down the road. (away from so many guys).

A white van marked with the familiar blue "Polis DiRaja Malaysia"
insignia on the doors and bonnet drove up alongside and the two men
disembarked and showed me their IDs once again. They said that my car
road tax serial number was different from that registered to my
vehicle licence plate and that I should allow them to check the
chassis number of the vehicle by lifting the bonnet. I immediate
countered that by asking them " Eh, what exactly are you guys doing
huh?" They replied, " We are the police, cannot read ah? We are doing
our jobs." whilst gesturing towards their IDs. They also showed me
their mobile hand-held "checking unit" which looked all
"official-website-form" on it and showed me a number and pointed out
that this was different from that shown on my road tax sticker.

Since the sticker faces outwards I had no way of checking. I just
contered that with " Eh, if the number is different, its your
problem, not mine. Whats wrong with your computer system huh?" They
got very irritated. In the meantime, while this exchange was
happening, I was trying to call my husband on his moblie to verify
the road tax renewal (cos, y'know, us wimmin don't like to get our
hands dirty with this kinda thing).... Rang, couldn't get through
immediately, so to buy a little more time, I told the plainclothes
cops that I didnt't think that they were cops (altho I wasn't sure)
and that I wanted the check to be done in the police station. They
said, sure, to follow them to the station nearby.

They started to drive their police van and indicated for me to
follow them. By this time I got through to my husband and he just
said - " car jackers, don't follow them, this is bulllshit" I was
already panicking because there was like quite a few of the guys by
the car, and I wasn't sure if there were't any of the group tailing
me...whether I was a car sandwich or no.

So I gave my husband the van's licence plate and drove around
looking for the nearest access to the highway (tol plaza) The police
van followed me and I just kept smiling at them and gesturing for
them to follow me. (gila huh?) Then I stopped at the tol lane (The
Sg. Besi Tol) realised there is no tol office just the drivethrough
counter. (almost went to the smart tag lane out of habit... just see
how bodoh we can be) I just stopped there and told the girl at the
counter my dilemma...for about 10 minutes. The van went through the
toll and drove off. I waited to be sure no other vehicle was waiting
around, gave the girl the licence plate and asked her to call the
cops, although I had doubts about follow-through. Even at that time,
I wasn't 100% sure if they were genuine thugs or cops... because,
sadly, as we alll know... even the real thing looks pretty iffy in
this part of the world huh?


Anyway, my husband had called back to say that they had checked the
plate with Bukit Aman and they boys in blue do not have a vehicle
with that registration. I just kept drivin' and drivin' and drivin'
cos really, I had no idea where I was... until I reached Sunway
Pyramid. For the life of me I really don't know how I got there
(Since South KL is terra incognita), and mainly because I was so busy
checking my rear view mirror to see if any car was tailing me. My 8
year old daughter was getting a little nervous in the back there.

When we got out of the car as I had decided to have lunch at Sunway
Pyramid (I had to calm down right?) she turned to me and said... " I
think they wanted the car AND me" Oh dear god... I hadn't even
thought about THAT.

So please, do watch out. The van plate (which is probably fake...)
was WMK 3944. Doesn't matter, who and how and when, the ploys, I'm
sure, keep evolving, just be your most SCEPTICAL self at all times
when "OUT THERE".


Take care y'all.

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