Chapter 0074 Hurt Me Deeply
Deputy Director Kawar suffered a major setback.
He received a reprimanding call from His Excellency the Minister of the Interior himself, and was scolded for being bloody. The incident exposed many problems in Gaul's violent institutions, especially the decoupling of many links in the deployment of police forces.
A large number of police cars and helicopters rushed to the woods where Howard was killed, and the technical officers in charge of trace identification were busy collecting evidence at the scene. His Excellency the Deputy Commissioner sat on the ridge by the roadside, his face expressionless and preoccupied.
The wounded were taken away by helicopter and Howard's body was carried to the side of the road. The corpse bounced in the center of the eyebrow, piercing the back of the head. Everyone at the scene was trying their best to find something to do, but everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at their deputy director.
The hype and in-depth interpretation of the media have made the ratings of various TV stations explode now. But the Gallic bureaucracy was greatly embarrassed, and this black cauldron must find someone to carry it.
In the midst of the busy police force, a staff member of the Ministry of Internal Affairs arrived by helicopter and asked many people around before he saw the deputy director sitting on the side of the road in a daze. He trotted forward, but Caval preemptively asked, "Good news first." β
The Ministry of Internal Affairs staff paused and hesitated before saying, "The good news is that ......, we have made significant progress in the search for the alien from Arem, and it is almost certain that it is an illegal terrorist organization. β
, a terrorist organization!
Would Deputy Chief Kavar still not know the virtues of those goblins? Those people are very powerful, and they can't rule the world with one mouth, but in reality, they are scum who have been rubbed repeatedly, they can only bully the innocent, and they can survive by relying on the mercy of the strong.
The kettle is boiling, and the fish don't know it.
It's about the goblins.
The white man of Europa still wants to be faced, and secondly, he has not suffered greatly. When they were really enraged that day, it wouldn't be too easy to clean up these goblins.
What is white left and white right, is just a pawn in the hands of politicians and conglomerates. Maybe one day the FΓΌhrer will come again in Europa β there has never been a shortage of blood and carnage in the history of mankind. European whites are even more familiar with this.
Arem's goblin is just the first scapegoat.
"Any good news?" The deputy commissioner asked, "Did you catch the suspect wearing the mask?" β
The clerk opened his mouth, but could only shake his head and say, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency. We have manned the roads and controlled them from the air. But two hours ago, there was no trace of the suspect.
We suspect that the suspect has abandoned the car and fled, and we are currently mobilizing all the surveillance on the road for interpretation. It takes time. β
Time?
Deputy Director Caval smiled wryly, "The longer it drags on, the less likely it is that we will catch him." You judge that he abandoned the car and fled, but what about his car? β
"I don't know."
"Don't know?"
It's weird.
It can be explained that the person is gone, but the conspicuous modified 'Volkswagen' is also gone, so it can't be explained.
"He should have accomplices." The deputy director didn't need to think about it to know the answer, "If he can hide from the sight of our tens of thousands of search and arrest police, his accomplices are only afraid that it is even more terrifying than imagined." β
If it is just an ordinary bandit, it can still be done by relying on the ability of the General Directorate of Internal Security. But as an old bureaucrat, Caval was acutely aware of the change.
At present, the presidential throne is suspended, the political situation is unstable, and it is normal for some people to have crooked thoughts.
But there are many forces that are willing to compete for the throne of power, who is behind it?
This issue is not something that the General Directorate of Internal Security can investigate clearly.
This requires the Ministry of the Interior......
When Kaval thought of this, a chill instantly ran down his neck and his hair stood on end.
Sure enough, the clerk who arrived lowered his voice and said, "According to the information I just received, some members of the National Assembly have proposed impeachment and held the Minister of the Interior responsible for the current chaotic situation. β
"Will the minister resign?" Kawar asked.
"The assistant minister has already said that he refuses to comment on such an emotional impeachment bill." The clerk said.
That is, he refuses to resign, and he still wants to fight.
The clerk finally lowered his voice again, and it took a long time for him to burst out of the sentence, "Your Excellency the Minister seems to want to remove you from your post and replace someone in charge of this case, but there is no good candidate for the time being. β
Your Excellency the Deputy Director really smiled bitterly this time.
Substitution? Caval was happy to throw out the hot potato, but no one wanted to take it!
Also smiling bitterly was Zhou Qingfeng, who fled in a Gallic military vehicle and was sent directly to the Gallic and Belgian border. The soldiers who sent him were all wearing helmets and face shields, showing only two eyes, and remained silent.
The border of the road is empty, except for a street sign with the logo of the European Union, and it is impossible to see that this empty wild road has crossed two countries on one foot.
Zhou Qingfeng got out of the car and walked away. But there was a crisp metal crash behind him, and the Gallic machine gunner in the commuter car pulled the bolt, pointed the gun at him, and asked: "Sir, can you answer me a personal question sincerely?" β
Looks like it's a little troublesome.
"Just ask." Zhou Qingfeng turned around generously and faced the gaze of the square.
"Who blew up our president?" The Heavy asked.
"I don't know, I'm looking it up too. In fact, the night your president was killed, I was setting fire to the goblins in the city of Wheatley. β
"Goblins? Hahaha......, interesting word. β
The Heavy kept his finger on the trigger, and he wasn't going to believe anything about 'Demon Slayer', but when he heard the word 'Goblin', he laughed.
The atmosphere eased, and Zhou Qingfeng also smiled. He turned and left, crossed the border and entered Belgium.
After less than ten minutes of walking, there was a gas station in front of me.
The demon mask was crumpled and thrown into the trash, and he walked into the gas station, went to the bathroom, and then went to the store to pick up two sandwiches and a drink.
The teller at the gas station was an old man, staring at the TV hanging on the counter and watching the news. Footage of a modified Volkswagen crashing into a police car is being shown above.
Zhou Qingfeng walked over and stared at it, and said, "I guess the whole of Europe is watching this news now." β
The old teller nodded, "yes, it's a big deal." It never happened in the past. Now the criminals are getting more and more vicious, and they are all outlaws. The police are becoming more and more useless, and it is said that they have not yet caught the suspect. β
After settling the account and paying, Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Where can I get a ride around here?" My car broke down. β
The old teller raised his head to pay attention to Zhou Qingfeng, and after seeing that he was Asian, he said: "You can go and ask the car owners who come here to refuel, maybe they are willing to let him hitchhike." β
There were many people entering the gas station, and when Zhou Qingfeng expressed his willingness to pay for the gas, a middle-aged car owner agreed to give him a ride.
"Where are you going?" The middle-aged car owner asked.
Where to go? That's really a problem.
There is an erupting volcano in Gaul now, and running back is to find yourself unhappy. Zhou Qingfeng even cut off all contact with the old thief and others, and lost his mobile phone to avoid being tracked by the police.
And Belgium?
"Brussels." Zhou Qingfeng popped out the name of the Belgian capital.
Middle-aged car owners have no objections. Zhou Qingfeng spent dozens of euros to fill up the fuel tank for him. He wouldn't mind taking a slight detour to Brussels. Belgium is a small country, and the border to the capital is only a few dozen kilometers, not far.
"You're a tourist?" The middle-aged car owner asked.
"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng replied.
"Koreans?"
"No, the flower grower."
"Ah...... now you are growing stronger and stronger, and you are already a developed country."
"No, no, no, we are still a developing country, and we are still poor."
"Oh, I knew you would say that. I've traveled to your country, and you people like to say that. But your cities are much prettier than in Europe. β
"There are still hundreds of millions of people grazing in the west of our country, and we need to get stronger. I'm a little hungry and don't mind if I eat a sandwich in the car, right? β
"Actually, I'm a little hungry too."
"I just bought two sandwiches."
The two had a very cordial conversation. An hour later, the car was parked inside the city of Brussels. The middle-aged car owner also specially introduced the city to Zhou Qingfeng and recommended a number of places to go.
Brussels, the capital of Belgium, the headquarters of NATO, and the seat of the main administrative bodies of the European Union. There are a large number of international administrative centers and official groups, and countless diplomatic activities are carried out here.
As a characteristic of Europe's big cities, Brussels has a lot of ancient buildings. On history, the atmosphere is indeed strong. It is also like a pear, leisurely, warm, romantic, and the pace of life is soothing and relaxed.
In fact, after staying in Europe for a long time, I feel this way. Compared with the ever-changing flowers, the slow-paced life in Europe is a bit out of place.
In Bali, Zhou Qingfeng's life is always tense. Now that he had finally escaped, he was too lazy to look back for the follow-up development of a bunch of troubles. Even though there was still a lot of work to be done, he decided to rest for a few days.
Just came out of the tiger's den and wolf's lair, and only then did I feel that easy days were rare.
By the time we arrived in Brussels, it was already evening.
Zhou Qingfeng was not in a hurry to find a hotel to settle in. He saw that there were paid bicycles on the streets, so he went to rent one, and rode around the streets of the city with the light of the sunset to soothe his spirit and clear his thoughts.
Brussels is a small city with a permanent population of just over one million. Separated by Central Street, the city is divided into upper and lower parts. Uptown is full of tourist attractions, including the Royal Palace, the Royal Square, the National Palace, museums and more.
Bicycles are worn back and forth on the streets, and the streets are full of passers-by and vehicles. Occasionally, you can hear the discussion of the Gallic case, but there is no nervousness of the Gallic military and police going out into the streets.
A roadside barbecue restaurant sells Turkish kebab. Zhou Qingfeng didn't eat enough, so he bought another one and sat on a bench in a city park and tasted it slowly.
From time to time, young girls of different skin colors pass by, dressed differently and in different postures. When many people saw Zhou Qingfeng's casual appearance, they smiled and raised their cameras to take a few photos.
Small gatherings are being held in the park, and a dozen young people even set up tents, chatting, singing, and laughing. It looks like you want to camp for the night. Zhou Qingfeng was fascinated by it, and felt that these Europeans would really enjoy life.
In contrast, the people who grow flowers are too tired to live, and it is understandable that many Chinese people want to immigrate.
After eating the barbecue, Zhou Qingfeng continued to ride around.
The sun is going to set, and we have to find a place to live.
Zhou Qingfeng rode wildly and entered a quiet street. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his back, and in front of him were rows of ancient buildings, old buildings, and trees lining the road. The restless heart is also quiet.
An old house on the side of the road opened a window, and a middle-aged woman stood at the window, and when she saw Zhou Qingfeng riding a bicycle, she smiled kindly, and even waved at him.
Zhou Qingfeng also smiled and waved his hand in the same way.
This is probably the goodwill of the Europeans.
The woman's clothes were delicate and simple, and she wore light makeup, and although she was not young, she could see that she had done well. Because the window was blocked, only the upper half of the woman's body could be seen. Zhou Qingfeng likes the checkered clothes she wears, guessing it is a skirt.
Alas...... it is no wonder that many young people like to come to Europe, just such an ordinary woman is so attention-grabbing, kind, warm, beautiful, and free. They came to be able to write a bunch of feelings and experiences of moaning all day long.
If he could, Uncle Zhou would also want to post on Moments, pretending to be forced to his friends in his original class, talking about his experience in Europa, and guaranteeing to gain a lot of jealousy and likes.
The woman behind the windowsill kept smiling at Zhou Qingfeng, and he was embarrassed to laugh. Waiting for him to ride under the windowsill. Suddenly, the woman leaned out and waved her hand cheerfully and shouted, "Young man, are you going to be happy?" Play it once, it's only 30 euros! β
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Zhou Qingfeng used his feet hard, and rushed under the windowsill with a bang, and his heart almost collapsed.
My Europa.
Europa is full of culture and art.
Elegant, beautiful, unhurried Europa.
Europa high above.
Why be so vulgar?
Why such a philistine?
Why bow to money?
It was as if my heart was being torn apart.
You hurt me deeply!