Yes, this is the plan formulated by Brother Jingfeng.
I yelled and tore a section of my clothes.
The monk at the door quickly opened the door, looked at us in confusion and said, "What are we called? What's so strong?"
I immediately pointed at Brother Jingfeng with an indignant look and said, "He just wanted to rape me. Aren't you monks compassionate? Hurry and get him out of here."
"Ah, this can't be done. You two can't leave this room. This is an order." The monk showed panic on his face, obviously not knowing how to deal with it.
"Ahem, monk, go report to your boss and talk about the situation here." I coughed and said.
The monk nodded and said, "Okay, you two, don't run around."
After saying that, he ran away anxiously.
"Okay, let's get started." Brother Jingfeng said with an unhappy look on his face, "It's really unpleasant to be treated as a pervert."
"Are you still unhappy? Do you want us to switch places?" I glared at him.
Then he carried his backpack and rushed out, followed by Brother Jingfeng.
I ran and called for help.
The monks along the way looked at the two of us in confusion. Among them, there were many monks with a strong sense of justice who wanted to stop Brother Jingfeng, but they were all knocked down by Brother Jingfeng.
This is Brother Jingfeng’s plan. If we run away directly, these monks will treat us as fugitives and arrest us. But what if one is just a beastly man who wants to play homosexual, and the other one doesn’t want to be escaped?
According to Brother Jingfeng's theory, when most people see this kind of thing, they subconsciously feel disgusted, and it's best to stay away.
By the time these monks reacted, we had already run out of the Potala Palace.
Now it's just like Brother Jingfeng said, when those monks saw it, they basically got out of the way subconsciously, and only a few came up to stop him.
Brother Jingfeng, who was two meters behind me, whispered: "Run faster, those monks will react soon."
"I know." I cursed.
I still have to call for help while running, is it easy for me?
Sure enough, those monks reacted quickly and many people chased us.
But at this time we had already ran out of the gate of the Potala Palace, and I dragged Brother Jingfeng directly to a group of patrolling armed police.
"Who is it?" Those armed policemen saw me rushing over recklessly, and each of them raised their guns at me.
Brother Jingfeng and I were running out of breath and could not speak at this time. There were twenty monks following us. One of them, a monk in his forties, immediately stepped forward and said: "Misunderstanding. These two
It’s the monk who was imprisoned by the Dalai Lama in our temple, and I’m sorry for disturbing a few people.”
"Oh, continue patrolling." There were more than a dozen armed policemen in that team. After hearing what the monk said, they were not ready to take any more care.
"Stop, stop." I shouted breathlessly.
"Hmm? Is something wrong?" The leading soldier, who looked about twenty-two years old, looked at me and asked.
I looked at his rank, Corporal.
At this time, the surrounding monks had surrounded us and were ready to drag us back. I immediately shouted: "I am a colonel, please stop these crazy monks."
"He's a bit schizophrenic, don't mind." The monk who spoke before said immediately.
"Stop." The corporal looked at me and asked, "Where is the evidence?"
I have been pushed to the ground by two monks, and Brother Jingfeng is almost the same.
"You ask them to let go, and I will give you evidence." I said.
"Let go," the corporal said.
Those monks were naturally unwilling.
However, the soldiers behind the corporal pointed their guns directly at the monks.
As soon as these monks saw the gun, they immediately got scared and let me go. I dragged my backpack back, took out my ID, and handed it over. The corporal took it and looked at it, and immediately shouted: "Line up."
The ten soldiers quickly stood in a row.
"Salute." The corporal said seriously.
Then, including the corporal, they all saluted me together.
"Colonel Zhang, are you okay?" The corporal came over quickly and helped me up, his expression a little nervous.
I really don't blame him. To these corporals, the colonel is really a high official, a very big official.
I stood up and moved around a bit. Brother Jingfeng was also let go. He cursed and said, "I'll go and work for the country. I'll get a lot of benefits."
He was obviously talking about my colonel, so I smiled and said, "If you want to come in, you can come anytime."
"Stop it, I want to enter the demon hunting bureau, and those guys from Longhu Mountain must not curse me to death." Brother Jingfeng shook his head.
At this time, the corporal looked very serious and took out a walkie-talkie and said: "In Potala Square, a gang of monks is suspected of kidnapping Colonel Zhang. Please provide support as soon as possible."
The forty-year-old monk looked ugly and said, "There's no need to make a fuss, right? You, a corporal, can't resist it if it gets too big."
"I resist." I said, "Let someone arrest them."
"No one is allowed to leave. Open the safety for me. If anyone wants to escape, shoot." The corporal said, opening the safety of the gun: "Everyone squat down and hold their heads with both hands."
Then all the more than 20 monks squatted down with their heads in their hands, and more than a dozen armed police stood around in a circle, pointing guns at them.
At this time, there were many tourists and many taking photos. The corporal said: "Don't get me wrong, our armed police team has just caught a group of fake monks who used the name of monks to do bad things."
The corporal obviously knows the seriousness. If the army arrests monks directly in the Potala Palace Square, and the news reports it, the faces of these Tibetan monks will be ugly. The consequences will not be something he, a corporal, can bear. Now let’s talk about these people.
He is a fake monk.
After all, this group of people is indeed suspected of kidnapping me. I am a national colonel. Calling these guys fake monks is already embarrassing. Not even the Dalai Lama can say anything else.
Soon three military vehicles of soldiers arrived. The leader was a lieutenant. He came up, complimented the corporal, and then walked up to me and said, "Hello, Colonel Zhang. I am Fang Qizhong. You call me Fang."
Just lieutenant."
"Well, what should we do with these monks?" I asked.
Lieutenant Fang said with a serious face: "You kidnap our country's colonel openly and bring him back. He should be sentenced and sentenced, and he should be shot."
"take away."
These more than 20 monks, with pale faces, were taken into a military truck.
From the beginning to the end, no monk came out to speak out in the Potala Palace. If he does so now, he will get into trouble.
Lieutenant Fang did not leave. He smiled and said: "I got news that you came to Tibet half a month ago. I am still wondering where you are."
"Are you looking for me?" I asked strangely.
"No, it's just that the above said that we will give you all the help we can in Tibet." Lieutenant Fang asked with a smile: "When the superiors gave that kind of order, it couldn't just be about arresting a few monks, right?"