Zhao Liangtian was drunk. He has never been so cowardly in all his years as a policeman.
He is the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade and is in charge of hundreds of criminal police officers.
Hundreds of cases have been solved.
But are these useful?
He does not lack a sense of justice, nor does he lack the ability to solve crimes.
But this time, in response to Pete's death at Sichuan International Airport.
What he wanted in his mind was never to close the case.
A stained piece of foreign garbage died. This is God's retribution.
The evil person disguises himself well, and the law can't do anything to him.
But the way of heaven naturally exists.
I was drunk and confused, and the resentment and dissatisfaction in my heart became even stronger.
Why should we let those foreigners manipulate us on our Chinese territory?
Walking out of the hotel.
Passing by the entrance of a luxurious KTV.
The young girl in sexy and beautiful clothes was shouting coquettishly.
Zhao Liangtian rubbed his eyes and wanted to curse, and persuade you to arrest him some other time.
But before he could say anything, he saw several people walking out of the KTV door.
There were a few drunken Westerners with their arms around the waist of a Chinese girl.
One of them was none other than Gruyer from the embassy.
And several other people are from their investigation team.
These guys were in a good mood and squeezed the girl's butt hard.
"Chiao, your grandma's!"
Zhao Liangtian threw the cigarette to the ground and ran over in a fast stride.
Bang!
A heavy punch hit Gruye directly on the nose.
Gruye also drank a lot of wine and was beaten down before he could react.
The rest of the detective team were briefly stunned for a moment, and then they all came to their senses.
Five or six people greeted Zhao Liangtian together.
Unlike Gruyer, these people are all regular police officers abroad, so they are naturally skilled in their skills.
But Zhao Liangtian did not fall behind in the slightest. He was tall and strong. He was nicknamed "Desperate Saburo" when he was in the police academy. It would not be a problem for one person to fight several of them.
The bricks were copied, and a big Western man was knocked down immediately.
After a few more punches, the two Western men lay on the ground.
He raised his foot and kicked hard, and a Western man who fell on the ground shouted for help.
…
A few minutes later, Zhao Liangtian wiped his nose and was panting like a cow.
A group of people gathered around, taking photos with their cell phones.
"Shoot, shoot what!"
"These foreigners came to our Chinese territory to show off their power. Shouldn't I beat them?"
"You invaded more than a hundred years ago, and now you dare to come and plot on our territory. I...I will let you plot!"
Zhao Liangtian kicked his feet twice more.
The two Western men who were kicked screamed for mercy and cried loudly.
"You Chinese are all thugs, I want to report you to the International Federation!"
"They are simply robbers. You despicable people are all robbers!"
"If we were in the West, you would be tied to a cross and have hot oil poured from your head to kill you bastards!"
…
It is a good thing to have a strong sense of superiority, but these Western men soon realized the disaster.
Today's Chinese people have long passed the time of worshiping foreign countries.
Even if some people are still immersed in foreign brands, they are still a small minority.
Joining in the fun and posting on Moments is just for entertainment.
But if you encounter these long-haired people cursing our entire nation, look for a slap in the face!
"Police, don't move, police!"
Zhao Liangtian quickly took out his police officer ID card. He was afraid that the group of ordinary people rushing past would beat the Western men on the ground to death.
The street lights are very bright, and the fists are even louder.
After a violent beating and kicking, everyone noticed that the uncle who hit him first was indeed a policeman, a real policeman.
Things have become a bit big.
International public opinion has begun a new round of strong condemnation.
Those Western opinion reporters who are not afraid of writing describe the security situation in China as a hell on earth.
Even the Chinese people felt chills running down their spines after reading the article.
Then he patted his chest and said carefully to himself: It’s so wonderful to still be alive!
What about after patting the chest?
He must be spitting like a star and scolding these Western reporters for their nonsense.
I live in China, why don’t I see purgatory on earth?
Zhao Liangtian was imprisoned because of his impulsiveness.
The lights in the interrogation room were dark, and the man's cheeks were still red.
I am not sober from the wine, but I am very energetic.
Fan Youlong was so angry that he yelled: "Old Zhao, do you have a fucking pig brain? There are already enough murders at this time, and you still go to beat people!"
"Public opinions from various countries are overwhelming. They hope to see this result. Only a few people were beaten, but it made China completely passive."
"You enjoy beating people, and you look like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. You don't care if you are fired from your post, but have you ever thought about international diplomacy? You make our diplomats very passive!"
Zhao Liangtian lowered his head and said nothing.
Fan Youlong paced back and forth in front of him, and finally sighed and said: "I can understand your mood. The results of the case will be announced tomorrow in front of reporters from all over the world, and there will also be people from above.
I'm really not happy about it. The compensation of 300 million yuan is just because a foreign trash died.
But from what I learned from the superior leaders, as long as the case is confirmed, we in China will pay compensation out of apology."
"well……"
Zhao Liangtian also sighed, but did not raise his head. "My impulse gave these Westerners more bargaining chips."
Fan Youlong patted him on the shoulder, "Forget it, it has already happened. I won't talk about him anymore. But I can only wrong you tonight. There are so many Western reporters outside watching. If they knew that you were not detained for interrogation,
In the room, I don’t know what report I’m going to write.”
"I'll have someone bring you a pot of good tea later. If you're hungry, you can order something to eat. I also have half a pack of good cigarettes and I'll bring them to you."
Zhao Liangtian grinned, "I made a mistake, but now I have some merit?"
Fan Youlong lowered his voice, "Those bastards deserved to be beaten!"
…
Lin Kun received a call from Shen Xia.
There was a lot of fuss about Meiyu's security inspection, and now it's finally over.
Although the murderer was not Mei Yu, Shen Xia's call was definitely not to bring good news.
"Kunzi, you've seen the situation in Sichuan City. These Westerners are so abominable. I was originally sad about Peter's death, but he treated me cruelly, and I saw his previous misdeeds. I
I’m really surprised how I met such a person!”
"For such a person, we, China, have to lose our reputation in the world and pay 300 million yuan in compensation. Why?"
"Auntie, don't get excited. The case won't be announced until eight o'clock tomorrow morning. It's too early to say anything now," Lin Kun consoled her.
"Too early to conclude?"
Shen Xia sighed and said: "I have inquired about many aspects. The woman named Chen Baili insisted that she knew her and killed her, and all the details were explained in detail. It is difficult for us to have a chance!"
Hang up the phone call from Shen Xia.
Peter, who was sitting next to Lin Kun, stretched and said with a smile: "Brother Kun, it's done. The mutton skewers outside seem to be grilled..."