Cai Yu was one of the first reporters to rush into the manor, and even the first reporter to rush into He Baosheng's bedroom.
When she rushed into the yard, she saw seven or eight corpses lying in the yard, and knives were scattered next to each corpse.
Among the reporters who rushed into the yard with her, some couldn't help but take pictures of these things.
But Cai Yu kept walking and rushed into the ancient Hui-style mansion ahead as quickly as possible and into He Baosheng's bedroom.
As soon as she rushed into the bedroom, her footsteps stopped suddenly.
The scene in front of me was very scary. There was a large pool of blood flowing on the floor. He Baosheng fell into a pool of blood with his eyes open. There was a shocking wound on his neck and a wound on his stomach.
If ordinary people saw such a scary scene, they would definitely be scared to the point of weakness in their legs. But as a gold medal reporter, Cai Yu was frightened and at the same time, her heart was filled with excitement.
She immediately waved to the cameraman carrying a camera behind her. He was her royal cameraman. When he saw her gesture, he immediately understood her gesture and rushed over as fast as he could to take pictures of the scene in the bedroom.
At the same time, Cai Yu also took out her mobile phone as quickly as possible, turned on the shooting mode, and took pictures of the scene in the house.
However, the few police officers who entered the house first reacted quickly.
As he spoke, his right hand had already grasped the handle of the gun at his waist.
The consequences of angering the police officers are very serious. Even if they are not shot dead on the spot, they may be sued afterwards, and their TV station and superiors may also be punished.
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The leading gold-collared policeman's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and waved his hand in this direction. Immediately, several silver-collared policemen strode over with serious expressions, blocking Cai Yu and the cameraman.
Cai Yu lowered his head and was looking at the footage he had just taken on his phone. When he heard this, he subconsciously hid his hands behind his waist. He looked up at the silver-collared patrolman in front of him in astonishment and blurted out his retort, "This is against the rules, isn't it?"
?Brother, our media has the right to interview. You just asked us to come out and we have been very cooperative. How can you still confiscate the things we have photographed? Right?"
But patrolling is different.
The silver-collar patrolman who had just scolded Cai Yu and let the cameraman go out was a little surprised, but he still responded habitually and immediately walked out of the bedroom quickly.
Although the male reporter was angry, he did not dare to say anything. He quickly got up in a panic, turned around and left.
One of the silver-collared police officers shouted in a deep voice: "Get out!! Filming is not allowed here! Get out of here!"
Generally speaking, reporters are more courageous when facing city patrol horses. Even if they offend a city patrol horse on the spot, they will only be taken to the city patrol department and detained for a day.
This time, Xiaoya's smile became brighter.
The cameraman retorted while retreating to avoid being seized by the silver-collar patrol officer.
Cai Yu and the cameraman outside the door shouted: "Hand over your cameras and mobile phones to me! Go back to our patrol room to collect them!"
As soon as they left the yard, the makeup artist Xiaoya who was waiting next to their car trotted over and looked at them with empty hands in surprise, "Brother Hu, where is your camera? Sister Yu, why did you come out so quickly?
?Where are your cameras?”
Just kidding, how could she, a gold-medal reporter, only have one mobile phone? She had never encountered such a situation before, so how could she not have a plan to deal with it?
Cai Yu, who exited the bedroom in embarrassment, couldn't help but sigh.
Although they were journalists and had the right to interview, they did not dare to confront the police officers.
Cai Yu glared at him with a smile and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Hu, be careful! Don't be so proud!"
This time, makeup artist Xiaoya blinked and reacted.
The male reporter screamed and subconsciously pushed his right hand to the ground.
When her royal cameraman saw her, he immediately moved two steps sideways in a tacit understanding, and used his broad and thick body to block in front of Cai Yu.
Then, she quickly took out an identical mobile phone from her trouser pocket.
Cai Yu, who was hiding behind him, flashed his eyes, moved his hands hidden behind his waist, and quickly stuffed the mobile phone in his hands into the bra on his chest.
There was a smile on his face immediately, and he asked in a low voice: "Hey, Sister Yu, have you gained anything?"
"Let's go! What are you waiting for?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just hand it over if I ask you to! Do you think I am negotiating with you? This is an order!"
Cai Yu smiled and said nothing, just nodded slightly.
When the silver-collared patrolman nicknamed "San'er" saw him, he frowned, his face darkened, and he stepped forward to grab the camera that the cameraman carried on his shoulder.
They came out of the house with depressed expressions and lowered their heads, crossed the yard, and exited the manor gate empty-handed.
On the way out, they received a lot of joking looks from their peers.
The silver-collared patrolman who had just pushed him shouted sharply.
reason?
In the yard, several police officers with silver collars were driving away reporters who were rushing to take pictures of the scene. One of the reporters was driven back by the police officers while repeatedly pressing the shutter of the camera, trying to capture everything in front of him.
In He Baosheng's bedroom, Dong Changlei, the only gold-collared patrolman, stared at the dead He Baosheng on the floor for a while, and then ordered in a deep voice: "San'er, go out and confiscate all the filming equipment of the two reporters just now! This case
The details cannot be leaked out for the time being!”
While arguing, she stepped back.
Because in the Great Yan Dynasty, patrol officers dealt with criminal cases and had the power to make emergency decisions. The law gave them the right to shoot when necessary.
Then the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter, and finally Brother Hu couldn't help laughing.
Maybe he was too greedy and didn't retreat fast enough. The policeman on the opposite side rushed in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed his chest. Immediately, the male reporter was pushed to the ground.
For them, cameras and the like are not important, the most important thing is whether they have obtained valuable news materials.
Having said that, the smile on her own face was also exceptionally bright.
Moreover, when they are detained, their TV station will send people to bail them out. When they return to the TV station, they will usually be praised by their superiors and their colleagues will look at them with admiration.
He frowned slightly and walked over with some doubts. He bent down and reached out to pick up the metal on the ground. When he took a look at it, his expression suddenly changed.
The silver-collared patrolman who had just pushed him snorted coldly, and was about to turn around to chase away the other reporters when his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright metallic light on the ground.
Hearing this, Cai Yu and Brother Hu looked at each other and smiled.
As long as the news materials they obtain are of sufficient value, they will still be praised by the station even if they smash the station's cameras into pieces.
When Cai Yu met the cameraman, her expression immediately changed, and she quickly left the room with a smile.
Soon, the camera was confiscated, and the second mobile phone that Cai Yu took out was also confiscated.
He thought to himself: What a pity! If the patrol horses were the first ones to arrive, we would definitely be able to take more footage.
"oops……"
Because the patrol horses are responsible for general security cases and are not equipped with guns.
They kept their heads lowered, their faces darkened, and left the yard without saying a word.
"Half a bullet?"
Because he was so surprised, he blurted out what was on his mind.
Under the dim light in the courtyard, the bullet in his hand seemed to have been split in half by a sharp blade.
I wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve, family reunion, and prosperity every year!