Captain Peake and Hu Ti raised their arms and legs one after another and were about to put Mu Tian into the car.
"what's going on?"
Mu Tian wakes up!
"you?"
Hu Ti quickly lowered his legs.
Mu Tian stood still and looked at the people around him who were looking at him in surprise.
God, he completely forgot everything that just happened.
Ji Ruoxi hurried forward and looked at him up and down with extreme concern.
She held Mu Tian's hand.
It was actually intact, washed white and still shiny!
Hu Ti grabbed Mu Tian's hand and looked at it, his mouth immediately opened.
How can this be?!
"For you, Hercules."
Old Jack held a package of Italian sausages and a bottle of wine and handed them over.
Ji Ruoxi looked at Old Jack gratefully.
"He ate too little and didn't even finish a piece of steak. Only when he was full could he have the strength to fight."
Ji Ruoxi thanked her and collected it for Mu Tian.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Who is here to cause trouble?"
A team of patrolmen separated everyone, and Zhang Jiayong stepped forward.
"why is it you again?"
Zhang Jiayong trembled all over, asked a question, and withdrew to make preparations for retreat.
"There are no troublemakers here. The troublemakers are little Japan. It was those little Japanese ronin who attacked him first." Piqué stepped forward to block Zhang Jiayong, exaggerating his body and shouting loudly.
Zhang Jiayong pulled out his pistol tremblingly and pointed it at Peake, "The patrolman is on duty, don't mess around."
Pique's eyes widened and he took a step forward.
Zhang Jiayong pulled the bolt and loaded the gun.
Sumary came out, hugged Pique's arm, and shook her.
"Piqu, Piqu, they are patrolmen." Sumary shouted.
"So what if we're on patrol? It's clearly a little Japanese provocation and causing trouble, why are you here to arrest people?!"
"The superiors said that no matter who it is today, they must be brought to justice!"
"you dare?!"
"superior!"
Zhang Jiayong waved his hand and pointed the gun directly at Pique's face.
Peake was stunned for a moment, shaking his head and staring at the muzzle of the gun.
Mu Tian patted Pique on the shoulder from the side and motioned him to retreat, "I'll go with them."
Ji Ruoxi shouted angrily: "Mutian!"
Mu Tian raised his lips and smiled at her, then walked towards the police car next to him.
Ji Ruoxi shouted and chased after her.
"Ruoxi!"
someone shouted loudly from behind the crowd.
When Ji Ruoxi turned around, it was her father Ji Fenglin!
"dad!"
She screamed and waved to Mu Tian who walked to the car: "I will rescue you."
Hu Ti followed behind and waved to Mu Tian, "Don't worry."
Pique threw away Sumary and chased to the front of the car, grabbed Mu Tian and handed him a tin soldier.
Mu Tian looked at it, smiled, stretched out his hand to shake his hand, and got in the car.
So chic.
Ji Ruoxi was so excited that she followed the police car for two steps, but was stopped by Ji Fenglin.
"go home with me!"
Yao Lishun's car arrived just in time, Ji Ruoxi opened the door and got in, "Report to the museum, quickly!"
"Master, he..."
"It's okay, Uncle Yao, he has plenty of ways to get home." Ji Ruoxi said coquettishly.
Yao Lishun knew Ji Menglin's attitude towards the young lady, so he started the car without saying anything.
But as soon as he drove out, Ji Ruoxi shouted to him to stop the car, "Go back, go back."
Yao Lizhun fell back into the distance.
Ji Ruoxi leaned out of the car and waved to Pique, "Pique, come on, follow me!"
Pique took two steps and got into the car.
Sumary followed and got into the car.
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"We had two fights in one day, not only beating the law enforcement officers, but also the Japanese. I can't save you this time! Do you think Bao Wenwen is your amulet? Bah!" Zhang Jiayong vented his inner depression.
"What if I were the King of Heaven?"
Zhang Jiayong was stunned, you are so crazy! If the Japanese die this time, you will be the one to watch.
Several policemen put Mu Tian into a small cell.
When Lin Xiangyun saw Mu Tian walking past his cell in handcuffs, he sighed inwardly, "On patrol? He's just asking for information. To clear my name, you'd better protect yourself."
"The second time we enter the palace, it's true that he is there, and it's not even a day away! Didn't he just make inquiries and help us investigate the case?" Cui Weiping sighed.
"Bless yourself."
After Lin Xiangyun finished speaking, he walked to the corner and sat down, looking at the ground.
"Dare to attack the Japanese? Even the Ministry of Industry and Industry Bureau has to give them three points. It's really embarrassing. Jiang Xinyi, Chairman Chiang should also take a break. Hum." Zhang Jiayong muttered while putting the names on the case.
The documents were thrown on Jiang Xinyi's desk, and he paced in front of Jiang Xinyi's desk with his shoulders shaking.
"What are you doing?!" Zhang Jiayong shuddered and turned to look.
Jiang Xinyi is back.
"Section Chief, we caught a key criminal!"
"What's the crime?"
"Beat the Japanese. It's your informant, ha."
"Mutian?"
"Who else but him could dare to beat up Japanese people in public? If someone dies, it's not something that a single person can cover up."
Jiang Xinyi flipped through the documents and waved his hand, "Go ahead, thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Jiayong snorted and left angrily.
Jiang Xinyi threw the documents on the table, looked at the night scene outside the window, and started pacing.
He rushed to Guang Ci Hospital after receiving a call from Police Chief Francis.
Nomura was lucky and did not die. He just vomited a large amount of blood.
From the scene to the hospital, I kept vomiting blood.
Francis was very angry and scolded him on the phone, because as the police chief, he had received hints that the Japanese should exercise restraint even if they forced their way into the French Concession.
The person who said this to him was the Consul General of the French Consulate in Shanghai.
Of course, this was said in private, and this is also the attitude of the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The Japanese should be beaten. In recent days, they have been making quarrels and disturbances everywhere, just to find excuses for the army to march into the concession. When he saw Nomura's miserable state, he secretly shouted: Good fight!
But, how to deal with the aftermath?
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News, on-site close-ups, photos... By the time all the manuscripts were completed, it was already close to midnight.
Ji Ruoxi stretched, stood up and gathered the manuscripts.
"Just waiting for Pique's column."
"It's over. Please polish it up." Piqué walked over from another desk and handed a stack of manuscript paper to Ji Ruoxi, "Miss Ji, I'd better write in English. You translate it. My Chinese is really a bit bad.
It's too tiring to write." He said a little frustrated.
"I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me. You can translate it into English again."
"What do you mean? It's better for me to write in English directly."
"I'll let you make more money this time. Send it to other English newspapers and let's publish it together."
"You want to create public opinion, Misty."
"You guessed it right. We want everyone in Shanghai to know the atrocities and ambitions of the Japanese!"
"Okay then. That's what I thought too, not to mention there is still money to be made?" Pique smiled, shrugged and walked back to his seat.
Although Pique is Ji Ruoxiyue's exclusive columnist, it is only in Chinese. He has always submitted multiple English manuscripts, and the remuneration for English newspapers is higher than that for Chinese newspapers. Therefore, Pique's remuneration alone in Shanghai is not enough.
The income is good.
Su Mary was still waiting for him there. She raised her eyes from the opened Good Friends Pictorial and asked, "Can you go back?"
"Oh, sorry dear, I have to write another article in English."
Sumary's high-end consumption was written by Pique with his pen, so she had no regrets about Pique's overtime work on writing day and night.
She is a descendant of Indian aristocrats and understands the principle of journalism, which is "timeliness".