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Chapter 515, a group of fools!

Qin Luo turned his face to look at Li Qingcheng and said angrily. "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Li Qingcheng has been awake and has contact with the outside world. It is impossible for her to know the situation outside.

"I know what you will react, but they don't know." Li Qingcheng smiled bitterly. "You are seriously injured. The doctor said that it is best not to get out of bed easily. The situation is now stable. We can stay in the hospital comfortably and play the accumulated trump cards one by one. You can have a good rest---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Help me up." Qin Luo said.

"Sure enough." Li Qingcheng shook his head helplessly.

"Yes. There is no rush." ​​Wu Yongxiu said: "The embassy is waiting for the best time to attack. It has not spoken yet, but is waiting for Paris to respond."

"Qin Luo, you have to rest." Zhang Bo also spoke out. "It's better to listen to the doctor."

"I'm also a doctor." Qin Luo said: "My patients are all outside. I have to go out."

"But-----"

"No, but." Qin Luo said without any refusal: "Help me up."

The three of them looked at each other and turned their faces to look at Li Qingcheng.

Li Qingcheng sighed and said, "You think I'm useless. Help him up. I can't change the decision he made."

So Wu Yongxiu went to the corner to find a wheelchair, and Zhang Bo and Zhao Zilong helped Qin Luo up from the bed.

Zhao Zilong pushed Qin Luo, Zhang Bo pushed Li Qingcheng, and the group left the special care unit and walked outside.

"Sir. Please wait. Where are you going?" A middle-aged nurse wearing glasses ran over quickly and asked.

"We're going out." Wu Yongxiu said in French.

"No. You can't leave for the time being." The nurse said anxiously. She received the order and had to take care of these people. If they ran away, she would not be able to explain to her boss.

"Why can't we go out?" Wu Yongxiu said. While speaking, she secretly turned on the recording equipment in her hand. If some insider information can be obtained, this thing will become the most powerful evidence for their fight against the French government later. "Are you going to imprison us?"

"This is not imprisonment." A man's voice came. Mr. Robert, senior police officer of the Paris Police Department, walked over with translator Laili. "We have no intention of imprisoning you. It's just that Mr. Qin Luo was seriously injured and deserved the best treatment. His health has not yet been healed, and he needs a good rest at this time."

"Whether you are in good health is decided by Mr. Qin Luo." Wu Yongxiu said.

"No. It should be up to the doctor." Robert looked at Qin Luo in the wheelchair and said with a smile: "I just asked the doctor that Mr. Qin Luo's hand was severely traumatized and severely swelled -- and he was also hit hard on his back. It is better not to walk around casually at this time, so it will not affect the injury and cause some unnecessary trouble."

"What is unnecessary trouble?" Li Qingcheng sneered: "Can we say that the harm we are suffering now is necessary?"

"Miss Li, you also know that some harm will occur in chaos." Robert looked at Li Qingcheng and explained with a sincere face, saying, "I have repeatedly dissuaded you and hope that you can disband this illegal gathering. But you did not follow my advice, and some illegal elements participated in it to provoke and incite. In order to maintain the order in Paris and for the friendship between the two countries, we have no choice but to do such an expulsion."

Yes, this is the official statement that the Paris government and the media agree to the outside world.

It was the Chinese who took the initiative to gather to cause trouble, and some illegal elements with ulterior motives were involved in the crowd--they placed themselves in a passive and forced position, they were just performing their duties and maintaining the public order in Paris.

"What is he talking about?" Qin Luo asked. He couldn't understand French, and only saw Robert's lips moving and making a sound. However, he couldn't understand even a word.

"He said we shouldn't go out to avoid unnecessary harm." Li Qingcheng said as he translated.

"who is he?"

"Police." Li Qingcheng said: "Oh. It seems to be a police officer."

Qin Luo said: "Let's go. Don't waste time. Let their mayor come and talk to us."

"What did he say?" Robert asked Laili, who was standing next to him. He also couldn't understand Chinese.

"This-----his words are not very friendly." Laili, wearing a police uniform, said awkwardly.

"Laily, tell me. You should translate every word of him to me. I have discussed this issue with you just now. Isn't it?" Robert said.

"Yes, sir. He said--------Go away. Don't waste time. Let their mayor come and talk to us." Laili received the order and translated Qin Luo's original words to Robert.

"------" Robert's face became gloomy. This arrogant guy really doesn't treat the village chief as a cadre.

Want to talk to our mayor? Humph, I'm really overestimating my ability.

"Officer Robert, I am Wu Yongxiu, the affairs officer of the Chinese Embassy in Paris." Wu Yongxiu took out his work ID from his pocket and handed it to Robert.

After the other party took it over and finished the careful examination, Wu Yongxiu said: "You already understand what Mr. Qin Luo means very much. He wants to go out----of course, you have no right to imprison him."

Robert naturally didn't want to let them go out. Once they went out, the media reporters would surround them in the middle like little bees with sugar. Fortunately, the French media would tilt to the public opinion atmosphere needed by their own country. However, foreign media from other countries gave them a headache.

"Sorry. I think I have the power to limit Mr. Qin Luo's freedom." Robert said: "Maybe we have forgotten or intentionally ignored it. Mr. Qin Luo committed intentional injury - our excellent police officer, Mr. Xiluo, was maliciously injured by Mr. Qin Luo when maintaining order, and was bitten by him fiercely in one ear. Now Mr. Xiluo is still in the hospital. Until this case is resolved, the suspect cannot leave the police's field of vision."

Wu Yongxiu's eyes were cold and she said, "Mr. Robert, there is an old Chinese saying that you do evil and don't live. Cillow is a scum among the Paris police. The video of him beating innocent people is spreading all over the world. Everyone remembers his ugly face------Do you still want to speak for such people? Is this the police style you advocate?"

"-----The truth is in the hands of a few people. Perhaps the people outside have misunderstood Mr. Cillow. However, he is still the pride of our police force." Robert said in a decisive manner.

I don't know which damn reporter took Silo's attack route as the target, which exposed all of Silo's atrocities to the public in the world. Especially the video of his attack on Qin Luo was particularly indignant, and he successfully pushed the Paris government to the opposite side of the world.

Even the people of some neighboring countries in Europe could not tolerate his behavior and gave him the nickname "Leopard Wolf".

However, from the standpoint of the Paris government, they must firmly believe that what Cillow did was correct. It was just that the means were a little too radical.

Otherwise, they would have completely denied themselves.

"Are you sure you want to imprison Mr. Qin Luo?" Wu Yongxiu asked again.

"I am handling the case according to law. Please forgive me." Robert insisted.

"Okay then." Li Qingcheng said: "Mr. Zhao, you send Qin Luo back to the ward and accept detention from the police officer."

"Okay." Zhao Zilong agreed. He glanced at Li Qingcheng, then pushed Qin Luo back.

"Can I go out?" Li Qingcheng looked up at Robert and asked.

"Of course." Robert said: "Miss Li can go anywhere you want."

"Late later, please send Mr. Qin Luo out in person." Li Qingcheng said with a smile.

"I'm afraid I'm disappointed you." Robert said.

"goodbye."

Robert smiled and turned sideways and let Li Qingcheng and the others walk past him.

When Zhang Bo pushed Li Qingcheng out of the hospital, crossed the street, and came to the city government square, he was moved by the scene in front of him.

The square was still full of people, even bigger than the scene last night. There were parades who still persisted after a violent impact, injured people who were injured and rushed to gather again after waking up, students and Chinese compatriots who came to volunteer after hearing the training, and many people watching the fun.

Those neatly lined up, silently looking at the Chinese people ahead, like sculptures, waiting for the person they were about to meet and the future result.

Of course, such scenes are naturally indispensable for media reporters. Journalists carrying long guns, short cannons, and even driving interview cars and news helicopters hover around, in the sky and under, looking for everything that can be used as news broadcast.

When they saw Li Qingcheng coming out, countless media reporters immediately crowded over.

A yarn strap was tied to his head. The bearded man who was still bleeding from the yarn strap shouted and immediately rushed out a group of young and strong Chinese compatriots. They surrounded the human wall to protect Li Qingcheng's wheelchair in the middle, blocking all the reporters who wanted to interview outside.

Li Qingcheng smiled at him and said thank you. The bearded man grinned and laughed, but he didn't say a word. His lips were bleeding, tearing one shocking hole after another.

Some emotions are not expressed in words, but are inherited by blood.

Like her, he had a dragon's blood flowing in his body.

The dragon, the real dragon, the dragon flying above the sky with its teeth, dancing claws, is not the kind of three-headed dog advocated by a certain professor.

Li Qingcheng's wheelchair was pushed to the front of the crowd by Zhang Bo, and then he stopped.

She looked at the men whose heads were wrapped in blood gauze and insisted on leaving, the old people who were tied with plaster and insisted on going back, the women whose eyes were so tired that they still looked stubborn, and the students who were full of anger and held the national flag-------

For some reason, Li Qingcheng felt sour when he saw such a scene. He seemed excited, felt sad, and felt bitter, and more grievance.

This kind nation should not bear so many hardships.

Li Qingcheng wanted to say something and convey Qin Luo's dilemma to them.

However, when the words came to my mouth, I choked up.

Li Qingcheng, who thought he was selfish and profit-oriented, had no patriotic enthusiasm, felt that something was blocking his throat.

"You are like him." Li Qingcheng said with moist eyes: "A bunch of fools."
Chapter completed!