Chapter 515, a bunch of fools!

Qin Luo turned his face to look at Li Qingcheng and said angrily. "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Li Chengcheng has always been awake and has contact with the outside world. There's no way she's not aware of what's going on outside.

"I know how you're going to react, they don't know." Li Qingcheng smiled bitterly. "You're badly hurt. The doctor said that it is better not to get out of bed easily. Now that the situation has stabilized, we can live comfortably in the hospital and play the hole cards accumulated this time one by one. You can rest well - they should be in a hurry. ”

"Help me up." Qin Luo said.

"Sure enough." Li Qingcheng shook his head helplessly.

"yes. There is no rush either. Wu Yongxiu said: "The embassy is waiting for the best time to attack." Until now, he has not spoken, and he is also waiting for the reaction of Paris. ”

"Qin Luo, you can rest and rest again." Zhang Bo also spoke out to persuade. "It's better to listen to the doctor."

"I'm also a doctor." Qin Luo said: "My patients are all outside. I have to get out. ”

"But—"

"No, but." Qin Luo couldn't refuse, "Help me up." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all turned their faces to look at Li Qingcheng.

Li Qingcheng sighed and said, "You see that I'm useless. Help him up. I can't change the decision he made. ”

So, Wu Yongxiu went to find a wheelchair in the corner, and Zhang Bo and Zhao Zilong helped Qin Luo up from the bed.

Zhao Zilong pushed Qin Luo, Zhang Bo pushed Li Qingcheng, and the group left the special care ward and walked outside.

"Sir. Please wait. Where are you going? A middle-aged nurse with glasses ran up quickly and asked.

"We're going out." Wu Yongxiu said in French.

"Nope. You can't leave for a while. The nurse said anxiously. She was ordered to keep them in care. If they ran away, she wouldn't be able to explain it to her superiors.

"Why can't we get out?" Wu Yongxiu said. As he spoke, he secretly opened the recording device in his hand. If they can get some insider revelations, this thing will be the most powerful evidence for them to fight back against the French zhèngfǔ later. "Are you going to imprison us?"

"It's not imprisonment." A man's voice came. Mr. Robert, the senior jǐng officer of the Jǐng Bureau in Paris, came over with the translator Laili. "We have no intention of imprisoning you. It's just that Mr. Qin Luo was seriously injured and deserved the best treatment. His health is not yet well, and he needs to rest well at this time. ”

"Whether the body is good or not is up to Mr. Qin Luo." Wu Yongxiu said.

"Nope. It should be up to the doctor to decide. Robert looked at Qin Luo in the wheelchair and said with a smile: "I asked the doctor just now, Mr. Qin Luo's hand is a severe wound, and the swelling is serious - and his back has also been hit hard, so it's better not to walk around casually at this time." So as not to affect the injury and cause some unnecessary trouble. ”

"What do you mean by unnecessary trouble?" Li Qingcheng sneered and said, "Could it be that the injuries we are suffering now are all necessary? ”

"Miss Li, you also know that in the chaos, it is inevitable that there will be some damage." Robert looked at Li Qicheng, explained sincerely, and said, "I have repeatedly discouraged you before, hoping that you can dissolve this illegal gathering. But you didn't follow my advice, and there are some unscrupulous elements involved in it, carrying out provocations and incitement. In order to maintain order in Paris and for the sake of friendship between the two countries, we had no choice but to make such an expulsion. ”

Yes, this is the official rhetoric of the Parisian zhèngfǔ and the media unanimously to the outside world.

It was the Chinese who took the initiative to assemble and make trouble, and among them they took part in the crowd some lawless elements with ulterior motives -- they put themselves in a passive position of last resort, they were only doing their duty to maintain law and order in Paris.

"What is he talking about?" Qin Luo asked. He couldn't understand French, only to see Robert's lips moving, gurgling. However, he just couldn't understand a word.

"He said we shouldn't go out so as not to get hurt unnecessarily." Li Qingcheng translated and said.

"Who is he?"

"jǐng cha." Li Qingcheng said: "Oh. It seems to be a name jǐng official. ”

Qin Luo said, "Let's go." Don't waste time. Let their mayor come and talk to us. ”

"What did he say?" Robert asked Riley, who was standing next to him. He also couldn't understand Huaxia.

"It's—his words weren't very kind." Laili, who was wearing a jǐng suit, said embarrassedly.

"Laili, tell me. You should translate every word of his words to me. I've already discussed this with you. Isn't it? Robert said.

"Yes. Mr. He said, "Let's go." Don't waste time. Let their mayor come and talk to us. Laili was ordered to translate Qin Luo's words to Robert.

Robert's face sank. This arrogant guy really doesn't treat the village chief as a cadre.

Want to talk to our mayor? Hmph, it's really self-sufficient.

"Robert Jǐng officer, I'm Wu Yongxiu, the affairs officer of the Huaxia Embassy in Paris." Wu Yongxiu took out his work ID from his pocket and handed it to Robert.

After the other party took it over and carefully checked it, Wu Yongxiu said, "You already understand what Mr. Qin Luo means. He's going out - of course, you don't have the right to imprison his zìyóu. ”

Robert was naturally reluctant to let them out, and as soon as they went out, the media reporters would surround them in the middle like little bees that had seen sugar. Fortunately, the French media will lean towards the atmosphere of public opinion that their country needs. However, the foreign media of other countries gave them a headache.

"I'm sorry. I think I have the power to restrict Mr. Qin Luo's zìyóu. Robert said, "Maybe we forgot or deliberately ignored it. Mr. Qin Luo committed the crime of intentional wounding - our excellent jǐng clerk Mr. Xiluo was maliciously injured by Mr. Qin Luo while maintaining order, and he viciously bit off one of his ears - and now Mr. Xiluo is still hospitalized. Until the case is resolved, the suspect cannot leave the field of vision. ”

Wu Yongxiu's eyes were cold, and he said: "Mr. Robert, there is an old saying in China, it is called self-inflicted evil, and you can't live. Siloh is the scum of the Jǐng Cha in Paris, and the video of him beating up innocent people is going around the world, and everyone remembers his ugly face - do you still want to speak for such people? Could it be that this is the jǐng cha style that you flaunt? ”

The truth is in the hands of a few. Perhaps there is a misunderstanding of Mr. Silo from the outside. However, he is still the pride of our jǐng community. Robert said forcefully.

I don't know which damn reporter took such a video of Xilo's attack route as the target, and the video exposed all of Xilo's * to the world public. In particular, the video of him beating Qin Luo is particularly indignant, and he successfully pushed Paris zhèngfǔ to the opposite side of the world.

Even the people of some neighboring countries in Europe could not tolerate his actions and gave him the nickname "leopard wolf".

However, from the standpoint of Paris, they must be convinced that what Silo is doing is the right thing. It's just that the means are a little too drastic.

Otherwise, they are denying themselves entirely.

"Are you sure you want to imprison Mr. Qin Luo?" Wu Yongxiu asked again.

"I am handling the case in accordance with the law. Excuse me. Robert insisted.

"Okay then." Li Chengcheng said: "Mr. Zhao, you send Qin Luo back to the ward and accept the detention of Mr. Jǐng Guan. ”

"Okay." Zhao Zilong agreed. He glanced at Li Qicheng, and then pushed Qin Luo back.

"Can I get out?" Li Qingcheng raised his head and looked at Robert and asked.

"Of course." Robert said, "Miss Li can go anywhere you want. ”

"Later, please send Mr. Qin Luo out in person." Li Qingcheng said with a smile.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Robert said.

"Goodbye."

Robert smiled and turned sideways to let them walk by.

When Zhang Bo pushed Li Chengcheng out of the hospital, crossed the street, and came to the city square, he was moved by the scene in front of him.

The square was still full of people, even bigger than last night's scene. There were marchers who persisted in retreating after a violent attack, there were injured people who were admitted to the hospital and waited until they came to their senses to gather again, there were students and Chinese compatriots who rushed to volunteer after hearing the training, and there were many people who watched the excitement.

Those neatly lined up, silently, just silently looking at the Huaxia people in front of them, they were like sculptures, waiting for the person they wanted to see, waiting for the distant result.

Of course, such a scene is naturally indispensable to media reporters. Carrying long guns and short cannons, and even driving news trucks and news helicopters, reporters circled around, in the sky and on the ground, looking for any news that could be used as news broadcasts.

When they saw Li Qicheng come out, countless media reporters immediately crowded over.

The bearded man with a gauze belt tied to his head, and the bloodstains on the gauze sash shouted, and immediately rushed out a group of young and strong Chinese compatriots. They surrounded the chéngrén wall and kept the wheelchair in the middle, blocking out all the journalists who wanted to do the interview.

Li Qingcheng smiled at him and said thank you. The bearded man grinned, but didn't say a word. His lips were bleeding dry, tearing out one shocking cut after another.

Some feelings are not expressed in words. It's inherited by blood.

He, like her, has dragon blood in his veins.

Dragon, a true dragon, a dragon that soars above the nine heavens with its teeth and claws. It's not the kind of three-headed dog that a professor is advocating.

Li Qingcheng's wheelchair was pushed to the front of the crowd by Zhang Bo all the time, and then stopped.

She looked at the men who insisted on not leaving, the old people who insisted on wearing plasters, the women who were tired and still stubborn with their eyes sunken, and the students who were holding the national flag with anger on their faces.

I don't know why, seeing such a scene, Li Qingcheng felt sour in his heart. It's like excitement, it's like nostalgia, it's like bitterness, and it's more of a grievance.

This kind people really shouldn't have to bear so many hardships.

Li Qingcheng wanted to say something, and wanted to convey Qin Luo's predicament to them.

However, when the words came to his lips, he choked up.

Li Qingcheng, who thinks he is selfish and mercenary, has no patriotic enthusiasm, feels that his throat is blocked by something.

"You're just like him." Li Qingcheng's eyes moistened and said, "A group of fools." ”

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