What can we say in their territory? We reluctantly pushed the suitcase on the luggage trolley to the guard room on the second floor.
This is a very ordinary baggage checking room. I have seen it in TV dramas. There is a long table in the middle. The luggage to be checked is usually poured out and scattered on the table for them to pick and sort.
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But what’s strange to me is that the airport has such a large flow of people. If there are many people who are suspicious, there should be other people here who are right, but...
Except for the two police officers on duty, there were no other passengers.
The two police officers on duty were very surprised when they saw us coming in. Especially when they saw the girls behind me, they were like toads seeing swans and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
One of them smiled and said to the other: "On point!" Of course he said it in English, and he raised his eyebrows as he said it.
Several girls frowned and looked at them with disgust, feeling as if they were being teased.
They picked up our boxes and put them on the table.
But one of the policemen who sent us in said in English: "Hey, that's that man!"
So the policeman decisively kept my suitcase and replaced it with a pink suitcase.
The meaning of this action was obvious. They didn't want to see my box. Obviously they already knew what was in it. What they wanted to look through was the intimate clothing of several girls.
Just when the policeman was about to open the box, I grabbed him with one hand and asked sternly: "Why didn't you look at the box just now?"
The policeman looked at the hand I grabbed, then looked at me, with a look of disdain on his face: "I have the right to check your boxes, and even more right to decide which box to check first!" and then shook it off.
My hands showed a ferocious expression, "You, stand aside!"
"Lin San!" Xi Yan cried weakly, "Let them go!"
I could only grit my teeth and retreat to the wall.
Another policeman smiled and pulled out his baton and said: "All of you are lying on the wall! I now suspect that you have prohibited items on your body and I want to search you!"
"What?"
I was surprised. Just because he suspected that we had contraband on us, he wanted to search us?
Of course, it's tolerable that he wants to be searched, but...
"Wait! Do you want to search them too?" I pointed at a few girls and asked with a frown, "Are you coming?"
The policeman smiled lightly and said, "Yes! I will search it myself!"
At this time, another policeman closed the door, and I noticed that he locked the door.
My heart couldn't help but sink.
Now we are trapped on the second floor of the terminal hall. We are not familiar with the place here, and the person who came to pick us up has not appeared for a long time. No one knows that we are locked up here, and no one knows that we will be there.
How are you treated here?
"Why do you need to lock the door?" I asked in English.
The policeman who locked the door said with a smile: "You are dangerous terrorists. You cannot leave without checking and confirming!"
"What?" I frowned, "Are we terrorists?"
I held it back and almost wanted to yell: Damn it, do you think we look like terrorists?
Well, then they obviously wanted to see what we looked like. One of the police officers waved the electric baton with interest and said: "Except for your underwear, take off all other clothes, put your head in your hands and squat against the wall..."
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After all, the fat man had been a boss for several years, so he could still understand these sentences in English. He immediately shouted in a rage: "**You mlgbd, why do you ask us to take off our clothes?" Of course, he was there in Chinese.
Swearing loudly.
"What? They want us to take off our clothes?" My sister exclaimed in great surprise, and at the same time involuntarily grasped her collar, "What kind of world is this? America is so scary! If I had known it, I wouldn't have come! Brother, we are now
What should I do?”
These Americans obviously didn't understand the fat man's many swear words, but they were very excited when they saw the fat man's expression, so they also shouted warily: "Put your hands on your head! Quick!"
The fat man looked fearless. He had been used to pulling him since he was a child. "Oh, I won't let you go. What can you do to me?" He looked like he was begging for a beating.
The four policemen also pulled out their batons nervously. In addition to being used to hit people, this baton also has an electric shock function that can quickly subdue troublemakers. They all drew their batons and shouted in warning:
"Quickly put your hands on your head and squat down!"
"Fat man!" I couldn't help shouting, "Calm down!"
I didn't put my hands in front of my head, but spread them on both sides of my body, so that if I took action, the speed would be faster.
But I obviously underestimated the strength of fat men and disturbed girls.
The confused girl laughed and said: "Fat brother, good job, I support you!"
The fat man actually slapped the table, pointed his finger at one of the policemen and cursed: "I'm going to wipe your pussy, I'm going to file a complaint against you! I'm going to..."
But the policeman came over with a stick...
I wiped it, and it really hit me!
I hurriedly rushed forward, grabbed the swinging rubber baton with my right hand, shoved it down with the sole of my foot, then turned around and leaned against him, grabbed his right hand and leaned forward, lifting him up and heading towards him.
He fell forward!
The fat man was startled just now, but he immediately reacted and grabbed the baton from the policeman's hand. He shouted: "Sister, go and lock the door. Don't let anyone know that we are holding a conference here!" He waved the baton and attacked.
Pull it over.
And those three police officers never expected that we would actually resist...
"Shit!" he yelled, and the other three policemen rushed over with their batons.
The fat man stepped forward fearlessly, and the distraught girl picked up my suitcase and threw it at the three policemen with all her strength.
I grabbed the right hand of the policeman who fell to the ground and twisted it back. He screamed in pain. I took out the handcuffs from behind him and cuffed his hands to the belt behind him.
Then he shouted to my sister: "Find a piece of cloth to plug his mouth! Watch him and don't let him get up!"
My sister was a little frightened and nodded, then turned around and found a piece of wiper in the nearby trash can that might have been used by the cleaners to clean the table, and stuffed it into the policeman's mouth.
Although he kept shouting and shaking his head from side to side to prevent my sister from stuffing it, I gave him a cooperative kick and grabbed his hair. Now he screamed in pain, and my sister quickly stuffed the rag into him.
in the mouth.
On the other side, when the distraught girl smashed the box, the three policemen instinctively tried to dodge, giving the fat man an opportunity to rush forward and wave their sticks...
I suddenly felt that our trip to the United States was over...
