Anyone who is called mentally retarded will be angry.
But fortunately, Rong Rong likes to surf the Internet very much, and he is very young, so he probably knows that the phrase "Are you mentally retarded" is more like a mutual greeting between the two-dimensional mentally disabled.
So he got even more angry, what a joke, he is representing the law enforcement department now, he doesn't even need to give any reason, just shake the arrest warrant in front of the suspect, and he can drag the person away, not to mention that it is a gun, He dared to joke with a gun on his head, and his heart was really big... Rong Rong glanced at the boy in the corner again. The boy was wearing a peaked cap and a black T-shirt with the logo of an underground rock band printed on it. It was bright, and the cheeks moved as if chewing gum, and the air had the sweetness of lemon mint.
Perhaps because of the bright eyes of the young man, Rong Rong suddenly felt that this situation was not right. In the arrest operations he had executed in the past, he had learned an experience that the level of calmness of prisoners was often proportional to their degree of ferocity, that is to say, Only the truly vicious criminals will invite you to sit down and have a cup of tea in the face of a group of pursuers with guns.
Then, Rongrong Zhen heard someone ask him, "Do you need some water?"
He followed the sound and saw that it was a young man in a white shirt. The young man had dark hair and spoke very calmly. Perhaps he was standing by the water dispenser. Before he could answer, the man was very comfortable. Pour a glass of water for him.
Rongrong felt that his back was a little stiff, he moved his eyes and looked at the last guest in room 2801.
A black gun was on the forehead of the last guest, so he had to take two steps forward to see the man's face clearly.
That's a policeman, yes, the intelligence has long stated that among the guests on No. 2801, there is a police officer. Where can ordinary police officers live in a top-level hotel like Cohen May, so this must be a dirty policeman, Rong Rong calmed down and suddenly felt a little more confident, so he looked into the policeman's eyes.
He couldn't tell what color it was, it was like sea blue and like lake green, and the expression in his eyes was very calm, as if the sea was absolutely still, without any wind and waves.
He heard the man say, "Put down the gun."
Not "wait" or "wait," he said, put the gun down.
This is an order, not a request. Although the voice is warm, it is still an order. No matter how vicious the gangsters are, they would not dare to say such arrogant words to the police.
Rong Rong didn't want to waste any more time, he raised his palm to the side of his ear, and issued a direct arrest order to his subordinates.
But the low but gentle voice sounded again, but instead of talking to him, he asked the boy in the corner.
"Dynasty, have you called?"
"What call?" The young man was obviously taken aback, and then quickly responded, "No!"
"Then why did ICPO people come?"
"Didn't you say it was because we were hiding drugs?"
"Oh."
The conversation ended here. It was very simple and casual. Rong Rong felt a chill. From the last part of his tailbone, he ran up his back.
Not only him, but every secret service officer in the house subconsciously looked at each other's clothes and epaulets. However, all the configurations on their bodies were the same as those of the local secret service team in Yongchuan, and there were no flaws. Of course, this was to hide their true identities. However, the person leaning on the back of the chair easily identified their identities.
Rongrong held down the gun, he was very nervous.
As the person said, he is from ICPO and is affiliated to the Yongchuan branch of Interpol. Because of the sudden incident, he was carrying out the task of arresting a suspect in a drug possession case, but the suspect refused to go with him.
It sounds like a joke, but it's a fucking fact.
The policeman leaning on the back of the chair seemed to see through his mind, and explained very intimately: "It's actually a matter of tactical movements. The training places are different, so there will be differences."
Who cares about this!
Rong Rong calmed down and decided not to dwell on these details. He glanced at the name on the arrest warrant and said, "Is that Captain Xing, please come with me."
"Sorry, I think I have the right not to cooperate."
Rong Rong sneered: "Captain Xing, since you can guess our identity, then you should be very clear about the seriousness of the case you committed. I hope you will stop resisting."
"Oh... that's not the reason." Xing Conglian said politely: "Article 3 of Chapter 5 of the ICPO Management Regulations clearly stipulates that INTERPOL must obtain the consent or approval of the local police when performing official duties in the secret services of various countries, such as In case of emergencies such as a red notice, it is also necessary to notify the local police in writing and obtain permission after the incident... But I think, my case does not meet these two conditions, right?"
This time, the words were a bit long, and it took a while for Rong Rong to fully understand the meaning.
Meaning, you have no right to arrest me, because you have violated the rules.
Rongrong looked at the policeman named Xing Conglian again.
Xing Conglian's hair was shaved short, and his chin had stubble of the same length. He looked very unrestrained and unrestrained. When he said those words, it seemed that he was not wearing an assault gun on his forehead, but a branch under the spring breeze. , and everything that happened here seems to be a very indifferent episode.
Rong Rong frowned. Judging from years of experience, this kind of temperament can often only appear on those real giants. He pursed his lips. In the current situation, he really cannot advance or retreat.
At this moment, the young man in the corner suddenly came to the spirit.
"It's really ICPO people, you guys have nothing to do to catch drug criminals?" Wang Chao jumped up from the ground, also ignoring the guns on his back, pointed at Rong Rong's face, and said arrogantly, "Let you guys Come and see me, remember, find someone above the level of team leader!" Then he proudly raised his head and added, "Damn mental retardation!"
Xing Conglian was noncommittal about this sentence, he just stretched out his hand, patted Jiang Chao's shoulder, and said, "I trouble Captain Jiang, send the family members of the students back to rest first."
Although he said this, he kept his eyes on the butler surnamed Chen, who was in the first place.
Jiang Chao jumped, but he didn't understand the situation from beginning to end.
But it is very strange that perhaps Xing Conglian's tone and attitude were different from usual, but he actually stood up subconsciously and greeted the parents of the students to leave.
The number of people in the room was reduced by half in an instant.
Looking at the door panel that was still shaking slightly, Rong Rong couldn't understand who was in charge now!
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Room 01, 28th Floor, InterContinental Cohen May Hotel.
The search in the room had come to an end. Cao Qian stood by the window, overlooking the vast lake view outside the window.
The suite was a mess, all the drawers were opened, the clothes and bedding were carefully checked, two shirts were scattered on the floor, and the expensive crystal lamps were obviously not touched, but they always seemed to be shaking gently.
As the team leader, he knew very well that this arrest and search operation was too sudden and even reckless, but the information was too conclusive. He had been investigating the case for three years, and of course he could not let go of such obvious clues. They are even very confident that they can find what they are looking for.
Sure enough, there was a burst of hurried footsteps behind him. Cao Qian turned his head and saw his subordinate hand him a sealed evidence bag. He glanced at the contents in the pocket, his eyes darkened, and then he announced that he would close the team.
Zheng Dongdong stood outside the door of room 2801. He was very proud, because he only took a small risk to achieve a dream, which was really worth it.
The door was opened again, and the special service policemen with live ammunition filed out. Those people's faces were cold, and the guns were even more cold and inhumane. Zheng Dongdong was even happier.
He stepped forward and introduced himself: "Hello, police officer, I'm the general manager of Keen May Hotel, my surname is Zheng..."
"Oh, Manager Zheng, it's not a big deal. This is a search warrant issued by Interpol for a very serious case. Please read it." Cao Qian interrupted the puffy man in front of him, took out a piece of paper, and handed it over.
When he heard the six characters of Interpol, Zheng Dongdong's face changed and he suddenly panicked. He took the search warrant, read it several times, and then became a little stammered: "This... how can..."
"Any questions?"
"No... No, I... We will definitely cooperate with the investigation." Zheng Dongdong bowed, only to feel a cold sweat breaking out from his neck. In his concept, any organization with the word "international" is too big to frighten people. But things clearly shouldn't be so big, at least not to the international level, all this seems to have deviated from the established arrangement.
Yet things tend to only go in the worst direction.
He thought like this, and when he was about to straighten up, at the end of the corridor behind him, there was a very old and indifferent voice.
"Who asked you to cooperate with the investigation?"
Zheng Dongdong's back froze, and he couldn't even turn around.
Really arrogant words, Cao Qian snorted coldly and looked at the sound.
He saw an old man coming from the darkness at the end. The old man was dressed in plain, black cloth shoes, gray linen, and the front buttons were tightly buttoned. He looked like the most ordinary and old-fashioned neighbor next door. The only difference was that the neighbor Jiaweng would not have such a walking posture and such sharp eyes, Cao Qian quickly loaded the bullet.
"Isn't it a duty of citizens to cooperate with the police investigation?" Cao Qian asked politely, holding a gun.
But the old man seemed to be indifferent to the muzzle of the black hole, and even more indifferent to his modest and polite question: "This is a hotel. The guests and the staff of the hotel are the parents of the staff, and the children should protect their parents. This is their duty."
"Then the parents violate the law and discipline, and the children can't kill their relatives righteously?" Cao Qian didn't know who the old man was, but he couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this question, the old man just glanced at him from the beginning and said, "You are all boring, young man. Does it have anything to do with you when I fire a subordinate?"
Cao Qian was at a loss for words.
Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong's head lowered and he could barely stand up.
As if to lay the last straw for the dying camel, a waitress with high heels came running from a distance. When she saw Zheng Dongdong, she didn't even care about the weird atmosphere around her and said eagerly: " Manager, the guests in Room 2801 just called the hotel front desk and said that our hotel violated their legal rights and interests, please go to Yongchuan University to explain the matter, otherwise we will be bankrupted."
As soon as this statement came out, not only Zheng Dongdong or Cao Qian, but also the old man who was about to fire his subordinates felt very strange.
Go bankrupt, what are you kidding
Cao Qian frowned and glanced at his watch. At this time, Group B should have controlled the suspect, so why was the suspect still able to make outgoing calls freely? He thought so, and the communication sound from the wireless headset explained it for him.
"Boss, we encountered a stubborn stubble today. The stubborn stubble said that we violated the regulations when performing official duties, so they would not go with us. Please also come to Yongchuan University, or sue us to the headquarters. How could they do this? Arrogant?"
"Received." The wireless headset was still chattering, and Cao Qian resolutely terminated the call.
He glanced at the poor manager, and then at the old man, obviously pondering the situation in front of him. After a while, he turned around and ordered, "A Rong will send the evidence for inspection, and the rest will follow me to Yongchuan University."
Hearing this sentence, a smile appeared on the face of the old man: "Then let's go together, Mr. Zheng, and Officer Cao."
The author has something to say:
Then let's talk about it, Interpol has no transnational law enforcement power. The only agency in the United Nations that has the right to exercise military action to maintain international peace and security is the United Nations Security Council!
This is indeed not in line with reality, but the reason for the ICPO is to consider some possible content in the future. Our police officers can't take the blame. The image of the police should be positive, but someone must bear the blame... (I hope this can pass the test, hey... )
In fact, if it weren't for the crab, I wouldn't write about the North-South family... In short, the blame for the strange brains belongs to the crab!
Anyway, it's empty!
Feeling chatty again...