The front was full of people, and the road was jammed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Audi has good sound insulation, but you can still hear the screams while sitting in the car, and there is a commotion in the crowd with the screams.

Director Qu got out of Santana and squeezed into the crowd to find out what was going on.

Zhang Hao then pushed the car door, intending to go over to understand the situation.

In the event of an emergency, what did a deputy department-level cadre of a municipal party committee organ and a Xiucai who wrote materials do, Han Bo did not hesitate to push the car door and turned around: "Chen Ju, I'll go over and take a look." ”

There are at least five or six hundred people in front, and this has just entered Nanzhou District, although it is a little far away from the old city, but it also belongs to the urban area.

Why doesn't 110 go to the police?

Why didn't the traffic police come to divert traffic?

Why didn't the police station in charge of this area send police to maintain order?

The secretary of the political and legal committee is in charge of anything, and he is in charge of these. What I went out to inspect today is that the inspection is all about the work of all districts and counties to maintain social stability during the Spring Festival, especially the preparations for the safety of the Spring Festival.

Chen Ju's face changed suddenly: "Go ahead, go see what's going on." After finishing speaking, he took the mobile phone from the hand of the driver Lao Guo, and it was estimated that he was going to call the command center of the city bureau.

"Police, let me go. ”

Han Bo squeezed into the crowd, and before he could squeeze to the front, a citizen in his forties suddenly turned around and said, "Don't say you're a policeman, don't go to the front, you're red-eyed, they're hitting the police." ”

"What police, that's security, security at the consignment station. ”

"Security?"

"Foreigners, now there are more people wearing police uniforms, urban management wearing police uniforms, transportation management wearing funds, adopting road expenses wearing police uniforms, toll booths wearing police uniforms, cultural bureau wearing police uniforms, security guards wearing police uniforms, all of them learn from the public security, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. Oops, that little attack is really ruthless, hey, come again. ”

"Wow, fight to the death, this is going to kill someone!"

The folk customs of Jiang Province are far from being strong, and fights on the streets rarely happen.

Unlike some cities in the southern, southwestern, northwestern and northeastern provinces, sitting outside and eating lamb skewers in the summer may cause a big fight without saying a word.

Everything in front of him subverted Han Bo's perception of his hometown, and more than a dozen young people wearing 99-style public security cotton uniforms were fighting with more than 20 people who looked like migrant workers, holding rubber-police-batons, telescopic police-batons, shovel handles, steel pipes, and shovels.

Some one-on-one, some one-on-two, you chase me, you come and go, shouting in your mouth, waving sticks in your hands, and you are inseparable!

The hall of the logistics center on the left side of the road has been smashed into a mess, the glass doors and glass windows are all broken, and the same is true of the glass of the two cars at the door, several women are crying and screaming, and three men are sitting on the ground, covered in blood.

The battlefield has been moved from the hall of the logistics center to the road, several hanging colors, two of them are lying on the ground holding their heads and rolling in pain, the injuries are not light, and the blood is stained red.

Migrant workers have the upper hand, and it is definitely not the police who are chased and beaten, the youngest is eighteen or nineteen years old, and the eldest is twenty-two or three years old, how can they be awarded the rank of third-level police inspector, second-class police inspector, or even first-class police inspector.

It doesn't matter who they are now, what matters is that this fight must be stopped immediately, and if they continue to fight, they will really die.

"Secretary Zhang, go and let Master Guo pull the siren!"

"Director Qu, leave it to me here, please be responsible for Secretary Zhang's safety. ”

"Xiao Han, there are a lot of them, they are in a hurry......"

has already called 110, Director Qu was afraid of an accident, and was about to squeeze over to stop him, Han Bo had already run to the middle of the road, holding a gun in his right hand, showing his ID in his left hand, and shouted: "Stop, I'm a public security, put things on the ground, and squat down for me!"

It's amazing to wear police clothes, and you can bully people?

The photo of wearing a police suit is correct, you don't even wear a police suit, who are you scaring with a toy gun?

The two of the two migrant workers did not hesitate to throw down a "policeman" who had just chased and beaten, and without saying a word, they pounced on them and swung their shovels to cut them.

If you don't give them some color, you can't control the scene, not to mention the danger is imminent.

Han Bo didn't think he could deal with a migrant worker with a shovel and a steel pipe at the same time, and if he retreated, he would be chased and beaten, so he immediately pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the two migrant workers were stunned, hurriedly restraining their steps and not daring to rush forward.

Before the others could react, Han Bo fired again, and there was another crisp gunshot.

"Everyone, listen, I am Han Bo, the public security criminal policeman of Nangang City, I order you to immediately put down your weapons, squat on the spot, hold your head in your hands, do you hear it, say you!"

"Where are you going, can you run?"

"Smack!"

The third shot rang out, and a migrant worker who was about to drill into the crowd broke out in a cold sweat and immediately threw away the steel pipe and squatted on the ground.

None of the "policemen" ran away, and they probably knew that the police would not be able to run away as long as they wanted to, and even if they could run away now, they would be able to find their homes in two days.

A few migrant workers in the north ran away, close to the lively crowd in the north, and disappeared as soon as they squeezed into the crowd. The others didn't dare to run, and they all squatted on the ground honestly.

Three shots in a row, who has seen the police shoot in South Kong?

Everyone was stunned, and at this time there was a rapid siren sound from behind, and the No. 9 car of the municipal party committee was not equipped with police lights but was equipped with sirens, which played a certain deterrent role at the critical moment.

Han Bo put away his papers, took out the handcuffs he carried with his gun, and first handcuffed a migrant worker and a "policeman" with a head injury.

The scene is under control for the time being, and the next thing to do is to stabilize.

Han Bo took a deep breath, grabbed the neck of a suspect with one hand, and shouted with a gun in the other: "Citizens onlookers, I am Han Bo, deputy head of the criminal police detachment of the Municipal Bureau, and maintaining social order requires the participation of the whole society and the cooperation of the police and the people. In the name of the Nangang City Public Security Bureau, I asked everyone to help me form a circle to assist me in monitoring these lawbreakers who were picking quarrels and provoking troubles and fighting in the streets. ”

"What a cop!"

"Nonsense, it's not that the police can have guns. ”

……

Seeing the lively crowd talking one after another, just now they only dared to see the excitement but did not dare to come forward, but now there are public security officers with guns and who dare to shoot in charge, and they all form a circle and surround more than 30 people on the road.

On the left is the same "battlefield", leaving a large gap, but the north and south sides are tightly blocked, and the people in the logistics center are in the "encirclement".

The two injured people sitting at the door slipped in the direction of the crowd with the help of several women, and Han Bo shouted: "Don't go, you guys, where do you want to go, if you want to treat the wound, the ambulance will be here soon!"

"Comrade public security, it's none of our business, they rush in and beat people when they see them, and smash things when they see them, inexplicably, I am a victim. ”

With a face full of meat, a thick gold necklace around his neck, and a tattoo on his wrist, he knew at a glance that he was not a good person, Han Bora lowered his face: "Why don't they beat me, why don't they beat other people, but they want to beat you? A slap doesn't make a sound, don't quibble, be honest with me!"

"Comrade policemen, they were the ones who did it first, they didn't pay them, and they injured our people. ”

"Who's right and who's wrong, go back and say, squat where you are, don't move. ”

As soon as the warning was over, Chen Ju walked into the crowd under the escort of Director Qu, Zhang Hao and others, quickly looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Han, shot?"

"The warning shot was fired, and the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at the person. ”

Shooting is a big deal, whether it's a good guy or a bad guy.

The warning shot was fired, no one was injured, the situation was successfully controlled, and one person deterred more than 30 outlaws who were fighting on the street, Chen Ju nodded with satisfaction, raised his arm to look at his watch, and calculated how long it would take for 110 to arrive at the scene.

There were five or six more people around the policeman who fired the shot, who knows if they were criminal police, God knows if they had the same guns.

The people squatting on the ground were even more afraid to move, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little weird.

110 was delayed, Chen Ju's face became more and more ugly, and just when Zhang Hao was about to call again, a policeman and two security officers squeezed into the crowd, ran over with a disgraced face, and reported uneasily: "Yajie, the police officer of the Qingyuan Police Station of the Nanzhou Branch, please instruct the Han detachment." ”

"You know me?"

"Recognize. ”

The second-level hero model has seen your photos and learned your deeds. Even if you haven't seen the photos and haven't studied the deeds, you heard your gunshots just now, and I heard the onlookers talk about the deputy head of the criminal police detachment of the city bureau.

Today is really unlucky, the more Fang Yajie thinks about it, the more depressed he becomes, he doesn't dare to look directly, let alone look at the people around him.

Han Bo didn't have time to look at him, stared at the few suspects who were squatting in the farthest place, and asked in a low voice, "The Qingyuan Police Station is not far from here, why did you come so late?"

"Report to the Han detachment, the institute is on leave, and there are three policemen on duty today. After receiving the police from the sub-bureau, I rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and these people were indiscriminate, and chased and beat me when they saw me......"

It was a group of security guards who looked more like police officers than he was, and the migrant workers who came to smash the logistics center obviously thought they were in a group, and he didn't have a gun, so the result can be imagined.

The matter of the police uniform must be reported to the Chen Bureau later, because if it is too unseemly, it will not only affect the image of the public security police, but also affect the deterrent effect of the public security police.

There is a priority, Han Bo pointed to the farthest suspects: "Are there handcuffs, there are handcuffs to handcuff those first, and there are no handcuffs to use their trouser belts." ”

Bastard, dare to chase and beat the police.

Being chased and beaten like a lost dog just now, Fang Yajie was already angry, and promised without hesitation: "Yes!"

Han Bo held a gun to play a deterrent role, standing in the middle of the road and couldn't move easily, Zhang Hao had been a police officer for a while, and now he still enjoys the police rank allowance and took the initiative to help.

The first two were handcuffed, and the others were tied behind their belts with their belts, and the tied ones were concentrated in front, and they were busy with their hearts, sirens sounded, and police cars and ambulances arrived at the scene one after another from the north and south directions. (To be continued.) )