"Zhao Shi? Qian Gui, do you still think of me as Zhao Shi? Do you still have discipline and royal laws? Tell me, what happened here tonight, and where did the gun in the gangster's hand come from?
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Zhao Hong has been in charge of the team for many years. Although he knew that there would inevitably be a few scum under his command, today was the first time he saw a gangster pointing a police gun at a citizen whose hands were handcuffed. Moreover, this citizen was still
The noble man of Qiao City!
Even before leaving, Qiao Shi repeatedly told him to pay attention to his image and control his emotions, but he still couldn't help but roar at Qian Gui.
Lu Fan sat on the bench in the detention room, looking at Qian Gui with a frightened face under Zhao Hong's roar, and remained silent.
"This, this gun, I'm sorry Zhao City, I don't know where it came from, I was drinking with friends tonight... Chen Xiang, what the hell are you doing with a gun! Zhao City is here, why don't you hurry up and get it?"
Put down the gun, do you want to die?"
Qian Gui didn't know that Zhao Hong was here for Lu Fan. He just thought that he was unlucky and was caught by Zhao Hong who happened to be patrolling at night. He hurriedly wiped his sweat to explain, and at the same time yelled at Huang Mao.
Originally, the gun in Huang Mao's hand had no bullets, so there would be no serious consequences at all. He only had to put down the gun, raise his hands and walk out to accept the security penalty. It was no big deal.
However, when he heard that the person leading the team in front of him turned out to be the famous Zhao Hong, a sense of despair arose in his mind.
I was caught stealing a police gun by Zhao Hong, can I still survive?
And seeing Qian Gui pretending not to know him, Huang Mao suddenly turned his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Qian Suo, if I put down the gun, you have to protect me!"
Everything was arranged by Qian Gui, otherwise even if he was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to beat anyone at the police station.
Of course, stealing a gun is just a convenience. The price of such a gun on the black market is extremely high. If you can successfully steal it, it will be a big fortune.
Qian Gui was stunned. When he saw Zhao Hong casting a suspicious look at him, he immediately cursed loudly: "Fuck you, your crime has nothing to do with me, and do you know what you are doing now? Steal a gun!
What you stole is a police gun! I advise you to put down the gun obediently and listen to Zhao Shi, otherwise, no one can protect you!"
Now that we have reached this point, Qian Gui can only protect himself and cannot take care of so much.
Even if he knew that Huang Mao's gun was stolen from his own house.
But in front of Zhao Hong, he had to distance himself from the matter. Otherwise, even if Huang Mao didn't shoot, Huang Mao would just accept the public security punishment, but for himself, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as losing his hat.
You must know that he spent millions to get this hat. He has not yet recovered his money, so he must not throw it away!
"You two know each other?"
Zhao Hong understood the general outline of the matter from his words, and judging from his years of experience in handling cases, Huang Mao had no intention of shooting at all.
When Qian Gui heard this, he panicked and explained: "Zhao Shi, don't listen to his nonsense..."
However, Huang Mao suddenly said loudly: "I admit that I stole the gun, and it was in the duty room at the door, but I didn't intend to shoot and kill anyone."
"Then what are you doing now?" Zhao Hong asked.
"It was Qian Gui who arranged for us to stay here tonight, saying that he would arrest someone and turn off all the surveillance cameras at night, and let us brothers take good care of him, as long as no one is killed," Huang Mao said.