Chapter 267 The Royal Police Killed Someone

Chapter 267 The Royal Police Killed Someone

Chapter 267 The Royal Police Killed Someone
"It's this bastard, it's him!" A Zhongyitang member recognized Lin Guoguang in the crowd, pointed at him, and shouted, "It's this unscrupulous policeman, he's the one who arrested our supplier."

The stall owners around him started to stir again, and they gathered around him, cursing, "How dare you come out here and seek death, you street thug?"

"You bastards who work for the British and destroy our jobs, do you have any conscience?"

"Wearing a dog's skin is a big deal. I, Diulei's mother, despise those lowly people who eat the food of foreigners the most."

A vendor threw the mineral water bottle in his hand and hit Lin Guoguang on the head, shouting triumphantly: "Go to hell, you stinky cop."

Lin Guoguang raised his baton, lowered his body, put on a helmet, leaned his back against his team members, and his movements were in a defensive posture.

I never thought that I would be recognized by vendors while working with a helmet. It seems that being a big celebrity in the newspaper is not easy, and the flying mineral water bottles are even more annoying.

Seeing more and more demonstrators gathering in front of him, Lin Guoguang's mood sank to the bottom. He clenched the rubber stick in his hand and ordered: "Get ready to do it, disperse the thugs!"

"Got it, got it!" The five team members responded in a solemn voice. Two of them held up plastic hand shields and stood on the left and right wings of the team.

The responsibility of this action team is to clear the sidewalks and ensure the access of nearby residents. At the same time, the police support and reporters all walk on the sidewalks. It can be said that the sidewalks are the lifeline that both parties have tacitly reserved.

If even the sidewalks are blocked, it is not a demonstration or street occupation, but a real occupation of the city and severing the administration.

Now, whether they were loyal to their duty or wanted to save their lives, the five members had every reason to disperse the rioters. But as soon as the riot started, black reporters arrived with cameras, filming and photographing the entire group.

Another reporter asked loudly, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, do you and Ding Jiahao have a personal grudge?"

The intercom on Lin Guoguang's shoulder was connected with the voice of the headman trying to dissuade them. But the guardrail on the sidewalk had been overturned, and several gangsters were pushing them.

The support team urgently summoned by Jimmy Lai was blocked by the human wall before they could even get out of the police station. It was difficult for the police to disperse the rally and restore order without using weapons.

But no one dares to bet on whether the use of weapons will expand the demonstrations, because mass incidents are about emotions, not reason.

Sometimes, the more you suppress, the more messy the situation becomes.

Whether to do it or not, and how to do it, is a test not only of political wisdom, but also of political courage. There must be someone qualified to take charge, and Jimmy Lai is clearly not that person.

He could only watch as Lin Guoguang and six others were pushed into a corner and swung their batons at the heads of the crowd.

"Ah!"

The blow was full of anger, and it was so powerful that it directly smashed Zhongyizi's forehead, causing him to faint on the ground. After the first blow, the shackles on his body were removed.

Lin Guoguang kicked over two stall owners and swung the stick again. He cooperated well with his team members and was very brave. They quickly cleared a safe area on the street.

"Bastard, how dare you attack?" Lin Guoguang caught a Shenghezi squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and kept hitting him with his baton. He broke Shenghezi's arm with two sticks, then knocked him to the ground and kicked him: "Damn it, I told you not to attack the police, I told you not to pretend to be a businessman to cause trouble!"

"Don't forget, I don't know you. You run a horse stable in Bowland Street, right?"

"I'll take care of your business every day from now on, pick."

Lin Guoguang let go of Sheng Hezi's head, and when he looked back, a dozen hooligans hurriedly retreated. Someone looked terrified and screamed, "The Royal Police killed someone."

"The Royal Police has killed someone. Someone is dead. Someone is dead!"

Some people even knelt on the ground, raised their hands high, and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

The expected counterattack by the Young and Dangerous did not occur. Instead, a dozen reporters immediately took over the position, and the flash cameras went on frequently, click, click.

Lin Guoguang stood straight under the flash lights, not thinking anything was wrong, and stood shoulder to shoulder with his brothers with a righteous look on his face.

Because he is a policeman and he is enforcing the law.

He was suppressing the thugs, he was defending the law! The photos taken by the reporters were evidence, but they were evidence of his bravery! Brother Bao from the Number Gang touched his bald head, smiled slyly, and watched the performance downstairs, and said, "Atang, did you arrange those little brothers?"

"No, I just improvised. Maybe I've been a supporting actor on a film set before!" Yin Zhaotang nodded and joked.

Brother Bao and Daizijun laughed out loud, pointing at Lin Guoguang in the crowd and saying, "This policeman is finished. Once we peel off the dog skin on his body, we'll have someone cripple one of his legs."

"Those who dare to cross the line should be taught a lesson." The big boss nodded in agreement.

When Jimmy Lai saw his men at work, his expression changed, and he took the lead in swinging his stick and beating the crowd. Since his fellow soldiers had already started to fight, there was no point in holding back.

Most of the people in the rally were real street vendors, and less than one-tenth were thugs sent by various gangs.

The thugs would not take the initiative to provoke the police, but they were responsible for hiding in the crowd, inciting riots, and controlling the direction of the wind. Therefore, when the Organized Crime and Triads began to take large-scale actions, the citizens dispersed and retreated to the tent area dozens of meters away from the police station to camp.

At this time, Li Zhibin rushed to Lin Guoguang, grabbed his arm, and shouted: "Let's go, Sir Ren wants to see you!"

"Boss, there are gangsters among these citizens who have gathered. It's Shen Xiantang who is leading the gang to do things." Lin Guoguang was in high spirits and looked excited.

Jimmy Lai had a gloomy face and whispered, "Young and Dangerous people are mixing with the citizens. You can see it, but can the citizens see it?"

"I told you not to do it!"

Lin Guoguang was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "If I don't do anything, what will you do if something happens to me? Those gangsters are deliberately causing trouble, but who knows if they have weapons or not?"

Jimmy Lai couldn't help but sigh. The police uniform on his body is sometimes power and sometimes a shackle. It is really difficult to be a police officer. If you do things impartially, you will never be a bad policeman.

He had no choice but to remind her: "When you meet Sir Ren, be careful with your words."

"I understand." Lin Guoguang could understand Atou's concern, but because he was young and hot-headed, he didn't take it seriously.

The two came to the office of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, where Chief Inspector Ren Qirong was smoking and chatting with Operations Superintendent Cao Yun and Director Song Ruiqing.

The officers seemed unaffected by the more than 1,000 thugs gathered outside the police station. Lin Guoguang breathed a sigh of relief, stood at attention and saluted, shouting, "Hello, officer!"

"Your name is Lin Guoguang, right?" Song Ruiqing turned around, looked at him with a smile, and said, "You are a handsome man."

"It's me, sir!" Lin Guoguang shouted.

When Jimmy Lai saw Song Ruiqing's smile, he realized something was wrong and hurriedly reported, "Sir, the guys have temporarily dispersed the thugs at the entrance of the police station."

"I saw all your actions. O Ji did a good job, but Mr. Lin, a colleague from the Internal Investigation Division wants to see you."

"Please take some time to cooperate with their work." After Song Ruiqing finished speaking, a police officer from the Internal Investigation Division in a suit came in, showed his ID, and said, "During the investigation, you will be temporarily suspended. Sir Lin, please hand over all your firearms documents."

Lin Guoguang was shocked and indignant, saying: "Sir, what did I do wrong!"

Song Ruiqing held a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly: "You have done nothing wrong. Cooperating with the internal investigation is just the duty of every police officer."

Ren Qihua gave the police officers from the investigation section a look, and the police officers immediately took action, took away Lin Guoguang's gun, searched for his ID, and placed it on the desk.

There is a very common principle in the workplace: when someone needs to take responsibility for something, the lower the position, the more likely they are to be sacrificed.

The superiors can still laugh in front of you, but you may not be able to laugh. In the office area of ​​the anti-drug team, Lin Guoguang's unwilling roar resounded: "I have done nothing wrong, why are you investigating me? I am just catching thieves, catching thieves, bastard!"

Li Zhibin's face was dark, he clenched his fists, and asked with gritted teeth: "Director, Sir Ren, can you give Guoguang another chance?"

"Are you willing to trade you for him?" Song Ruiqing pointed at Li Zhibin and warned him when he saw that Li Zhibin was about to speak impulsively, "Even if you are willing, it's not enough. Either he will suffer, or the whole police station will suffer. Sir Li, can you teach me what to do?"

(End of this chapter)