Chapter 22: The Tragic Hijackers
I was really shocked by what I was in the cabin.
A flight attendant pressed a man's head and kept banging her knee against the man's door, while two male passengers next to him held the man's arm. In the corridor of the cabin, there was a movement of people, and from time to time someone outside the crowd took off their leather shoes and threw them in.
And inside, I couldn't see what was going on inside, and I yelled, "I'm a policeman." Stop it. β
People looked at the police and got out of the way. In the middle of the cabin, two robbers were lying on the ground dying, with more than a dozen leather shoes scattered next to them, and a female passenger was holding a high-heeled shoe in her hand, and blood was dripping from the heel of the shoe that was only the thickness of a little thumb.
The skinny man who was attacked by the flight attendant was covered in blood and squatted on the ground with his hands on his head.
I'm depressed, who is robbing whom. "What's going on?" I asked.
"They said they hijacked the plane. Unexpectedly, as soon as they scooped out the knife, the whole cabin rose up to attack them, and they were like that. An eyed man next to him said.
At this time, the chief walked over and said, "What's the matter?" β
And he said to me, "You're a policeman?" β
I scooped out my papers and showed him, and we found a few shoelaces to tie up the hijackers. Stuffed into the flight attendant rest city.
I asked strangely, "Who are you on this plane, why do you see the robbery as if you have been pierced with chicken blood?" β
The captain said: "You know that a plane was hijacked last year, and the people on the plane subdued the hijackers. Did you get any rewards? β
"What reward?" I asked.
"One person was rewarded with two million, and the airline employees were also given a house. Therefore, this hijacker is like a lottery ticket in the eyes of people. Who doesn't want to catch it. Now we're going to have a couple of millionaires on this plane. The captain said.
No way.
The plane made an emergency landing at Los Angeles airport. As soon as the plane landed, a group of armed policemen rushed onto the plane, saw the dying robbers, and quickly called an ambulance.
The police station at the airport made a record for everyone, and we got on the plane again, and the passengers on the plane talked excitedly about what had just happened, and left each other's contact information.
Now in these days, whoever has his head squeezed by the door will hijack the plane. Here's my summary.
Just as I was sighing, a sweet voice said, "Sir, do you want something to drink?" "When I looked up, it was a beautiful woman who hit the hijacker with her knee. He said, "I need spring water." You were brave just now. β
The stewardess poured me water and said, "If it weren't for this short skirt that got in the way, I would have kicked him over." β
I took the water and said curiously, "Do you know kung fu?" β
"Taught by my grandfather since I was a child, my name is Ouyang Xiadan. What's your name?. The flight attendant asked.
I said, "My name is Wang Chongyang." β
"What's your name?" The flight attendant asked again in surprise.
I said, "My name is Wang Chongyang, but I don't know martial arts." β
"And the one with that name. It's funny. After speaking, Ouyang Xiadan pushed the cart forward.
After being three hours late, we finally arrived in the capital. It was expected to arrive at noon, but now it is dusk.
Since I was a child, our school teachers taught us to sing, I love what gate in the capital (no way, if I type those words, the starting point has to be reviewed two points), what door the sun rises.
After stamping and hijacking, I finally came to the capital of our great motherland, and the road was bumpy.
At the entrance of the airport, there was a surge of people, and I searched for a long time but did not find anyone from the Criminal Police Academy to pick me up. Maybe I waited too long and left first.
I had to take a taxi to the Criminal Police Academy. The National Criminal Police Academy is actually adjacent to Capital Normal University on the left and Chinese College on the right.
Which guy with a convulsive brain arranged the criminal police training center on the edge of these two beautiful women's concentration camps. Seeing all kinds of tall and short, fat and thin beauties walking around the street, I thought to myself: Do the people of the Criminal Police Academy still have the heart to train?
"National Criminal Police Training Center". I was carrying my luggage, and the door was facing a huge shadow wall that was ten meters long.
"What the hell. Stand outside the yellow line. A policeman on duty at the door saw me looking in with my probe and reprimanded unceremoniously.
I hurriedly said, "Hello. Comrade, I'm here to report. β
"If you report for duty, show me the police officer card of the training notice." Another police officer in charge of registration Yan SΓΉ said.
I hurriedly dropped my luggage and handed the letter to another police officer in charge of registration.
"I'm really here to report, from the Sujing City Bureau. Hurry up and report to the school office. You're the last one, and the six o'clock auditorium will be called. I heard that this time it was someone from the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, so you better not be late. "The police officer in charge of registration kindly reminded me.
"Where's the school office?" I asked.
"Go 200 meters and turn left and go up to the third floor. There is a sign on the door. The policeman replied.
"Thank you." I picked up my luggage and hurried away.
"This kid Su Jing is here, I don't think he was born as a criminal policeman. Wood wood brain. The policeman who stopped me said.
"Who knows, there are more and more related customers now. You see, in the past few days, there are a few people who are really here for training, and they are all here to gild. I heard that the Criminal Investigation Bureau has sent a few masters down this time to train these brothers and Gege devils. There are their sufferings. The police officer in charge of registration said as he sorted out the registration form.
I rushed all the way to the third floor with my luggage. There were only two people in the school office, and I handed over my letter of study.
"You're from Su Jing. You are a dormitory is, and the male dormitory is five and one. Hurry up, the instructors of the Criminal Investigation Bureau will take a roll call in the small hall in an hour, don't be late. "Young policeman. Hand me the keys to the dormitory and my student ID.
"Where is the dormitory?" I asked.
"Just go downstairs and walk through the playground and turn around the main school building." The policeman pointed out the window.
My good man, who designed this is. It's almost a kilometer long. If it weren't for the recent cultivation of the "Yi Album" body lì has greatly improved, I think I would have vomited blood even on this part of the road.
It was easy to find the dormitory by looking left and right. The dormitory is a two-person room, with a first-class bathroom, and the accommodation conditions are good.
By the time I arrived at the dormitory, a burly man of twenty-five or sixteen was already scribbling something on the desk under his bed.
I knocked on the door, and the man turned around with an inquiring expression. I said, "My name is Wang Chongyang, from the Sujing City Bureau, and I was assigned to this dormitory." β
The burly man shook hands with me with a smile on his face and said, "My name is Yong Changsheng." It's good if you call me Changsheng, we are neighbors and I am from the Shanghai Criminal Police Corps, hurry up and settle the luggage, and I will be named later. β
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