Temple of Literature, entrance, a vacant lot.

Several police cars are parked here.

"Boss, the streets of the Temple of Literature are too narrow, there are some tourists inside, and vehicles can't get in, now we have to get off and walk over." A man in uniform reported respectfully to Dai Jianming.

Dai Jianming got out of the car.

Standing at the door of the car, I raised my head slightly and looked at the gloomy weather.

Then he turned his head and looked at the crowds of tourists in the street of the Confucian Temple, and his brow immediately furrowed.

"It's okay to get off the bus, this street is so narrow, if we go to deal with it, it's not very convenient! The people from the riot department, haven't they arrived yet? Dai Jianming looked at the man in uniform, and his voice was extremely serious.

"Boss, the people from the riot department, are already on the way, and they will be here in three minutes at the latest."

"Soon, then this place will be sealed off immediately, and the exits and entrances will all be guarded for me, only allowed to go out, not to enter." Dai Jianming roared in his mouth.

According to the report, nine people died this time.

Looking at the whole country, these are extremely criminal cases, and without people from the anti-riot department, even if he Dai Jianming does not dare to act without authorization.

Of course......

Block exits and entrances.

This kind of thing, these uniformed public servants are still very skilled.

"Yes, Boss."

The crowd shouted in unison.

At the same time, they moved quickly......

Pull the blockade.

No ......

In less than a minute, the entrance was completely blocked.

"What's going on?"

"Inside the Temple of Literature, it seems that something has happened?"

"These policemen have sealed the entrance."

"Who knows what's going on?"

The seal has just been finished.

On the street outside, people began to gather around.

Everyone's face was full of curiosity.

Even some reporters didn't know where they got the news, and even took the lead in carrying long guns and short cannons at a speed faster than the anti-riot department, and then squeezed through the crowd with great skill, and rushed directly to Dai Jianming's side.

Moreover, the professionalism of these journalists is absolutely speechless.

"Mr. Dai, I am a reporter from Donghai Daily, as a Donghai person, we reporters and the public have the right to know about any incident, what happened here?"

"Is there something going on in the Temple of Literature? This is the largest antique market in Tokai City. ”

"Why lock down here? Can you reveal some? ”

"Mr. Dai, Mr. Dai......"

The number of journalists has skyrocketed.

Two minutes later......

There were at least a dozen microphones, aimed in the direction of Dai Jianming's mouth.

Some reporters are more aggressive.

Some reporters were spitting and looking excited.

There are even some reporters with wide-eyed eyes and exaggerated expressions, as if they will not give up until they understand the truth of the matter.

Face these journalists.

Those ordinary personnel in uniform tidied up their clothes one by one, tilted their heads, and exerted their spirit to the fullest.

And Dai Jianming tidied up his clothes.

Smooth your hair with your hands.

Obviously, this is not the first time I've worked with journalists.

Start by seeing the first journalist...... His complexion became serious, and his expression became serious, like a signboard.

"Journalists, friends, please be calm and listen to me slowly."

Dai Jianming spoke.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and pressed them down.

Not to mention, his method is quite effective.

As soon as the voices fell, the reporters fell silent.

The passers-by who were watching stretched their necks one after another, waiting for Dai Jianming to answer.

"Ahem!" Dai Jianming coughed twice and cleared his throat: "Friends, reporters, the situation is like this, just now we received a report from someone, saying that in the Temple of Literature, there was a malicious murder, the suspect is in this Temple of Literature, and has been stared at by our informant, to ensure that it will not be lost, in addition, before coming here, we notified the anti-riot department, they will immediately come to evacuate the visitors in the Temple of Literature, to ensure the safety of every visitor, and at the same time, the suspect will also be arrested!" ”

Dai Jianming's voice was loud and serious.

Crash......

It's just that after this sentence was said, the reporters and the passers-by who were watching were in an uproar.

Homicide?

It's definitely big news for journalists.

For those ordinary passers-by...... It's even more unusual, and even many people will never encounter this kind of thing in their lifetime.

Hearing the dead, not only did not leave in fear.

Instead, they took out their mobile phones one by one, ready to seize the opportunity to take pictures.

But......

Dai Jianming's reaction speed is very fast.

There was no waiting for these people and reporters to continue asking questions.

Then he continued: "From receiving the report to the time we came here, it only took eight minutes, and our department is responsible for protecting the people, no matter in any matter and in any detail, it will be completed as quickly as possible!" To ensure that the safety of the people can be effectively guaranteed, we will also deal with any crime and any suspect unceremoniously. ”

When Dai Jianming spoke, he looked very strong.

Although the words are simple.

But......

Many passers-by, after listening to it, had a feeling of blood boiling.

"Good!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Some passers-by applauded directly.

"This Mr. Dai said it so well, no suspect will let go."

Someone chimed in.

With the rhythm of someone leading, Dai Jianming's glorious image was suddenly erected.

Even, even those reporters didn't notice that among the onlookers, when some of them finished the rhythm, they quickly got into the crowd and disappeared completely.

They are just the childcare arranged by Dai Jianming in advance.

Time passes......

At the entrance of the Confucian Temple, Dai Jianming confidently talked to those reporters.

Whoosh ......

After Dai Jianming answered two or three questions.

On the street outside, more than a dozen riot department cars roared in.

Sneer......

Finally, the cars came to a quick stop.

A disguised riot officer, armed with a weapon, stepped out of the car in a neat manner.

These people are in a state of great momentum.

When holding a shield and a firearm......

The passers-by who were watching, even if they were huddled together, in this case, they desperately retreated to the side to make way for a passage.

Even the journalists.

Face this group of heavily armed people.

I don't dare to interview casually.

They all retreated......

Just standing at a distance taking pictures, videotaping, that's all.

As for Dai Jianming......

When dealing with reporters, he was radiant and full of seriousness...... But after seeing the people in the riot department, his face instantly sank.

Of course.

The voice in his mouth was not polite at all.

"Hey, what the hell is going on in your department? I informed you a few minutes ago, and only now did I come? Now immediately seal off the Temple of Literature for me, and I must not let the suspect go. ”

It's loud.

Be able to make everyone in the scene hear.

(End of chapter)