"The police are angry and want to kill!"

"The police are going to kill Tibetans!"

However, almost at the next moment, as soon as the crowd had calmed down, some people shouted in the crowd that if Liu Baotian could not react at this moment, he would have been working in Tibet for so many years in vain, and these people who were mixed in with the crowd were well known to everyone in Sima Zhao's heart, and they were just trying to create chaos! Turning the nature of the matter into a national conflict! This was a premeditated and planned action!

Sure enough, the crowd became more and more excited under their clamour.

"We are now at the door of the Lhasa police station, as you can see, according to someone broke the news, the famous singer Zhengji, today in Lhasa and people clashed, resulting in eight Tibetans injured, and now they are arrested in the police station in accordance with the law, and now the local dissatisfied people gather together to demand punishment of the murderer, the scene reaction is fierce, we will always follow up on the follow-up situation, please continue to pay attention to us", I don't know when, a reporter appeared at the scene of the crowd at some point, and explained excitedly to the camera.

He has a hunch that this news is going to be popular, mainly because the elements in it are too exciting, including the famous singer "political discipline" and sensitive regional ethnic conflict factors, all of which are the breaking points of the news.

The few policemen are still struggling to resist the excited crowd, and they can't take care of the reporters behind the crowd, when they can't resist, a siren sounded outside the crowd, followed by a burst of dense and neat footsteps and the sound of guns and ammunition rubbing against each other, hundreds of armed soldiers, quickly arched from the back of the crowd to the door of the police station, loaded with guns and ammunition, ready for battle!

The cold weapons reflected a palpitating light in the sunlight, and the resolute faces of the soldiers under the helmets looked coldly at the crowd in front of them, as if they were human weapons without emotion, carrying out every order of the commander.

The noisy crowd just now instantly quieted down, most of the people were blindly obedient, and they didn't really know much about the cause of the matter, at this moment when they saw this battle, most of the people were already a little empty from the bottom of their hearts, and the few people in the crowd who added fuel and vinegar were even more eyes drifting, looking for a way out.

"Captain Liu, the situation is okay", a man who looked like an officer walked out from the soldiers, saw Liu Baotian stretch out his hand and shook his hand.

"Thanks to you for coming in time, Minister Xie, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that there would be a big disaster today," Liu Baotian's eyes lit up when he saw the person coming, it was none other than Minister Xie of the local armed forces.

"It's good that nothing happened, we also came over immediately after hearing your call for help, fortunately it wasn't too late," Minister Xie didn't need to ask, just by looking at the situation in front of him, he knew how urgent the situation was just now, if another armed riot was staged in Tibet, then they were afraid that they would not be able to escape responsibility.

"Everyone disperses, I promise, I will enforce the law impartially in this incident, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, please believe in our government", Liu Baotian saw that the overall situation was a little settled, and began to stabilize the masses again.

And this time, under the absolute strength, his words played a role, many people began to retreat, leaving in twos and threes, and soon, the original group of more than 1,000 people recovered to the first 100 or so people, and they still stayed in place, but in a different way, they sat quietly on the ground and sat down to demonstrate.

Liu Baotian was a little sure that these people would not cause major turmoil, and he returned to the police station.

"Mr. Zhengji, I'm afraid you can't leave for the time being, we need to detain you for a while", as soon as Liu Baotian entered the house, he said to Zhengji, it's not that he is unwilling to let Zhengji leave, but the current situation, if Zhengji is really gone, it is difficult to guarantee that the Tibetans outside will not come back, so as to create trouble, and it is not clear if it is reasonable at that time, the only way now is to let the Political Discipline Inspection Commission bend for a period of time, and wait until the situation calms down.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhengji, and they would think that he would be dissatisfied, because there is really nothing wrong with him, not to mention that he is still a billionaire and a famous singer all over the world, so he was detained by unknown and unknown people.

To everyone's surprise, Masaki didn't show the slightest dissatisfaction, just nodded.

"Mr. Masaki, don't worry, we will give you the most satisfactory answer, we will wronged you first in the next day or two, but we will not let you suffer" , This scene fell in Liu Baotian's eyes, but it made him a little weak-hearted, as long as he is rich, it is impossible to have no relationship, and like Zhengji, not to mention anything else, his connections are not comparable to ordinary people, not to mention that he is a small police captain, if it is a weekday, I am afraid that the mayor of Lhasa will treat Zhengji with good words, and a star like a person, the cost of a day's performance is a huge number, and detaining others by himself is no different from throwing away the money they have in hand!

"It's okay, you're also working for the sake of work, I can understand," Masaki could see his uneasiness, and smiled to reassure the other party, this time is different from before, even if the police let him go, he is afraid that he will have to find a way to stay, because, this is the task.

"Thank you for your understanding, Xiaobai, you are responsible for arranging Mr. Masaki's accommodation at the police station," Seeing Masaki's answer, Liu Baotian breathed a sigh of relief and settled the policewoman who was talking to Masaki.

"Yes! Captain," the policewoman surnamed Bai agreed with a serious face, but she was a little happy in her heart, the longer she stayed, the longer she could get along with her idol, which is what many people can't ask for, although the way of getting along is more special, but it's also with idols, isn't it?

"What about me, what should I do?" Za Na couldn't help but speak, although his arm had been treated, it was a rough bandage after all, and he didn't even have time to put a plaster, and after waiting for so long, he felt more and more pain.

"You, you wait for me!" Liu Baotian glanced at him in disgust, today's incident was all caused by this guy.

Next, the difference in treatment was revealed, political discipline was arranged in a duty dormitory in the police station, and Bai Bing's care, and the takeaway tea was prepared, except for the restriction of personal freedom, there was not much difference between the others and the hotel, and the mistake of Za Na was much worse, there was not even a room, and he was directly asked to sit on a chair in the corridor, not to mention food, and no one even cared about the tea.

Bai Bing didn't want to leave Zhengji for a single step, serving tea and pouring water like a hotel waiter, and even more than that, until Masaki showed her intention to rest, she was reluctant to leave, but even so, she was very happy, after all, there are not many opportunities to contact her favorite big stars, and I don't know how many people will be envious of her when she says it!

This night is destined to be a night of unrest, an invisible undercurrent is quietly surging in Lhasa, and the streets are sparsely populated in the middle of the night at nearly 12 o'clock, and at this time, black shadows wearing masks and hats are walking through the darkness, and they are holding paint and leaflets in their hands, quietly running into the streets and alleys.

"Maxi, hurry up!" the figure urged his compatriots in Tibetan.

The person who was called ran over cautiously, looked at the surrounding situation, and quickly hung the banner in his arms on the wall, and then someone behind him glued it with paste three times and two times, some people looked at the wind, some people operated, and the division of labor was clear.

"Okay, someone's coming!" the companion urged anxiously in Tibetan.

"It's done!" After the words were spoken, several people hurriedly disappeared into the alley.

The passers-by who returned late walked to the wall and looked at the big-character posters on the wall in front of them in amazement, "Tibetan compatriots stand up!" The Han people have insulted their compatriots, and the government has beaten the Tibetans with impunity!" Several huge characters appeared in front of him, and below them, there were some words with obvious incitement and slander against those in power, and as far as the eye could see, the entire street, almost all the walls were pasted with similar signs!

And this scene happened not only here, but almost simultaneously in the entire Lhasa region.