Things were manageable, but when Dr. Fürth rummaged through his bag for his ID, a white vest in his bag caught the attention of the police.

Several policemen looked at each other, and one of them took out his handcuffs and shouted, "Doctor? Can a black man be a doctor? Why don't you say that you are the president of France? You black people have nothing but crime, I think you are trying to trick us into going with you to a no-man's land, and then it is convenient to escape? Also, what's the matter with the white vest in your bag, why did you hide it in your bag, what are your intentions? Now that you've been arrested, I suspect you're involved in a murder. ”

After the police finished speaking, they tossed Fürth and proceeded to examine the other blacks.

Fürth smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming from the policeman's mouth when he yelled at him! Obviously, the policeman came to work after drinking, and he drank quite a bit, otherwise he would not have spoken his heart, he was also a racist!

As for the white vest, it was because his wife participated in the "white vest" movement, and Dr. Fürth has always pursued the principle of "staying away from politics", so he secretly hid his wife's white vest in his bag to avoid unnecessary trouble for his wife.

However, Dr. Fürth did not expect that this white vest, which he had hidden in his bag, put himself in a difficult situation.

Fürth didn't want to get into trouble, he had a legal status, a stable job and a source of income, and he believed that he would be able to get out even if he entered the police station, so he obediently tied his hands and was arrested.

However, ten minutes later, many blacks in the community saw Dr. Fürth and several other blacks handcuffed on the side of the road, coupled with the various unfair encounters against blacks in the past day, blacks in the community began to explode, and a large number of blacks began to surround several police officers who were holding Dr. Fürth detained.

Unfortunately, during the confrontation, the policeman who had drunk too much took out his pistol and pointed it at the black people gathered around, and kept insulting them. Soon after, a gunshot suddenly rang out, causing a fierce clash between the two sides, which were originally emotional.

No one cared who fired the first gunshot, several policemen immediately shot back when they heard the gunshot, and the blacks who gathered together did not flee in all directions when they saw that a companion was shot and fell to the ground, but someone kept throwing various objects at the police, accompanied by the sound of gunfire in return.

Within three minutes, several policemen were shot and killed, and the weapons they were carrying were divided among the blacks present. Dr. Fürth was also shot and killed in the scuffle and became a victim of this incident.

The overall quality of blacks is very low, and they are easily incited, and once they are stimulated, they can't stop at all, and they don't have the slightest humanity. After killing a few policemen, the blacks did not stop, they rushed into the surrounding shops and residents' homes and began to smash and loot!

These blacks were not organized, but it is not known who was the first to be inspired by the white vests in Dr. Fürth's bag and put on a white vest, and other blacks began to follow suit, finding white vests to wear on themselves.

As a result, a group of black people in white vests began to riot in Dr. Fürth's neighborhood, and then other people in white vests joined in, and soon spread throughout the city of Paris.

The white vests of Paris took to the streets one after another, and the original skirmishes gradually evolved into a vicious group of smashing and looting, and the white vests began to spread along the streets and to the surrounding blocks, and more and more white vests participated in the riots, and all kinds of cruel acts gradually increased, and the beastly nature lurking in their blood was gradually stimulated.

The Paris police department, which was caught off guard, was unable to gather enough forces to suppress the actions of the white vests for a while because the police forces were scattered to do various investigations, so that the riots slowly got out of control.

At this time, Ye Hao, who had just finished eating, was strolling through the streets of Paris to eat, although the atmosphere in Paris was not quite right today, he also knew what happened from the TV. But he didn't take it to heart, in his words: Mind me?

However, a man like Ye Hao who "pulls the wind" is destined to be impossible to be a beautiful man quietly. (Author's note: You are a troublemaker, and Conan's own death attribute has a fight.) ）

When Ye Hao returned to the Four Seasons Hotel, there were chaotic footsteps and various noisy sounds behind him.

Ye Hao turned his head, and he saw a group of white vests not far away who were holding all kinds of weapons to loot the shops and houses on the roadside, and some shopkeepers and residents were dragged out of the house by them. Not far behind him, there were several white vests chasing a man and a woman, two white men, the white man running in front with a video camera on his shoulder, and one of his hands still pulling the woman next to him, the woman was holding a microphone in her hand, but because she couldn't run fast in high heels, she had to rely on the man's assistance to barely keep up with him.

Ye Hao knew at a glance that these two people were reporters from a certain media, and it was estimated that they were filming a video of the white vest riot, but they were chased by the group of white vests who lost their minds. Ye Hao didn't plan to be nosy, but he saw that the man carrying the camera was accidentally mixed because he was in a panic, and he fell to the ground with the female reporter.

The white vests chasing after the two of them excitedly caught up and kicked the male photographer who was about to get up to the ground, and then surrounded him with punches and kicks, and several white vests tried to drag the female reporter into the side alley, needless to say.

This street is already chaotic, full of violence, others are too busy to take care of themselves, and no one will come out to save the two at all, except for Ye Hao. Ye Hao stood in the shadow of a green tree, and the white vests who were committing atrocities did not notice his existence.

Ye Hao frowned and looked at the white vests with bloodthirsty eyes and bloodthirsty expressions on their faces, hesitated again and again, but he still couldn't help the principle of his heart, and instinctively disgusted those abusers. He finally chose to come out of the shade of the trees and rushed quickly to the struggling female reporter.

Ye Hao rushed up and quickly knocked the white vests to the ground, he carried the male photographer who was beaten and collapsed to the ground on his shoulder, and pulled up the disheveled female reporter, and asked, "How are you, can you still walk?"

The frightened female reporter nodded and fled the scene after Ye Hao.

At this time, not far away, other white vests also discovered the abnormality here, and immediately twenty or thirty people rushed over. Ye Hao didn't want to fight, turned around and saw that the female reporter's ankle seemed to be sprained, limping behind him, he looked at the group of white vests that were getting closer and closer, and accelerated as soon as he picked up the female reporter.

Fortunately, the scene is not far from the Four Seasons Hotel where Ye Hao lives, only across the street. Ye Hao carried one person on his shoulders and one person in his arms, and still ran a distance of nearly one kilometer in three minutes.

When he returned to the Four Seasons Hotel, martial law had begun at the hotel, with security guards armed with shields and various weapons at the entrance of the hotel, and several police cars parked around the hotel and more than a dozen police officers patrolling the surrounding area.

The hotel lobby was already crowded with people, because the white vests rioted very suddenly, the tourists in the surrounding streets flocked to a safe place to see, and the police cars and police parked in front of the Four Seasons Hotel became their hope.

Sophie, a forward correspondent for Le Monde, spent the whole day interviewing with her partner until after 6 p.m., when they were about to finish their meal when they encountered a riot that spread. At that time, there was still a considerable distance between them and the group of white vests, and Sophie immediately asked the photographer to take pictures of the white vests smashing and looting, but unfortunately they found out.

At this time, the vicious white vest refused to let go of the two, and chased them for several streets before catching up with the two at Ye Hao's place. When Sophie was about to be dragged into the alley, she was already in despair, and those white vests who had lost their minds would never let her go, knowing that she would not only be humiliated, but also likely to be inhumanly abused, and eventually die.

Until Ye Hao appeared, he leveled the first few white vests in three or two clicks. However, then more white vests caught up, and Sophie's ankle was injured and she was in danger again, and she thought the man would throw herself down, but he didn't hesitate to pick her up and run all the way back to safety.

After entering the Four Seasons Hotel, Ye Hao first found the lobby manager to explain the situation, and then sent the injured male photographer to the infirmary, and after everything was arranged, he came to Sophie's side again and glanced at her injured ankle: "Your ankle is already swollen, and if you don't deal with it, there will be sequelae, I'll help you go to the infirmary." ”

After experiencing the life and death scene not long ago, Sophie had an inexplicable trust in the man in front of her, so she nodded and replied, "Okay, thank you." ”

Ye Hao helped Sophie to the infirmary and called a doctor to help her deal with her ankle.

The small infirmary was extremely busy inside, and even in the corridor outside, there were many wounded, most of these injured were tourists and passers-by who fled into the Four Seasons Hotel in a hurry, and their injuries were not serious. A utility room next door to the infirmary was used as a makeshift ward, with three beds in the woes, and people with serious injuries were moved inside, and two people were already being treated in it. One of them is Sophie's partner photographer, he was already dying when he was brought by Ye Hao, but they were all traumatic injuries, and once they were dealt with in time, they were quickly out of danger of life, but they looked very miserable on the outside.

There is only one doctor and two nurses at the Four Seasons Hotel, and the doctors are good, but there are too many injured people, and it is a bit scrambling to deal with them. Luckily, some of the guests were attending a medical seminar in Paris, and they rushed to help, and Four Seasons sent 10 people with first aid training from the hotel's service staff to help them out, which eased the confusion of the hotel's doctors and nurses.

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