As soon as the police entered the door, Brother Biao behaved quite arrogantly in order to maintain his image of being brave in front of his younger brother, and the tea bottle in his hand drew a big circle in the air, shouting:

"Stuff your mother, you are trespassing on people's houses, do you know? Affect the daily life of citizens, you know? ”

After speaking, he retracted the hand that was holding the tea bottle, stretched out his other hand to a young policeman, and shouted again:

"Do you have a search warrant?"

Tang Shan felt strange on the side, it stands to reason that people like Brother Biao should be most afraid of offending the police, why is he arrogant? If this nonsense continues, it will not benefit anyone on the scene.

The policeman was relatively young, maybe he had just graduated from school, and he didn't know the famous Brother Biao, and after listening to Brother Biao's civil rights theory, he was stunned at first, like looking at an alien, and looked at Brother Biao for a long time.

Then the young policeman was amused by Brother Biao's words, and after laughing, he pointed his finger around everyone, and finally pointed to Brother Biao, and announced the purpose of their entry in a businesslike tone:

"We got a tip-off that there were people gambling here."

It's completely the tone of a Hong Kong and Taiwan gangster movie. Fenglin Town, a small city, has no cultural accumulation, and in the past 20 years, it has been eroded quite thoroughly by Hong Kong and Taiwan film and television dramas. By now, everyone's words and deeds have become unreal.

Brother Biao is still very arrogant, shouting at the top of his voice:

"Who says we're gambling?"

The young policeman finally lost his patience and didn't answer, walked to the table, picked up a card and threw it at Brother Biao, although Brother Biao was fat, his reaction was quite clever, and he dodged it in a flash, and finally did not lose face in front of the younger brother.

The young policeman sneered:

"No gambling? What is it? ”

Brother Biao was a little empty in his heart, but he still didn't admit defeat. First he raised the bottle and took a sip of tea, and then began to use his storytelling mouth to quibble:

"It's a card. Gambling does need cards, but playing cards is not exactly the same as gambling, otherwise, the manufacturers of mahjong and dominoes are banned, wouldn't everything be fine? ”

This upside-down remark made the police laugh out loud. Except for the police, everyone else at the scene was dumbfounded, not knowing what medicine was sold in Brother Biao's gourd.

Ordinary hooligans encounter such occasions, either run away with their legs, or honestly cooperate with the police work, ask for documents for certificates, and answer whatever they ask. Everyone wondered, did Brother Biao take the wrong medicine today?

In fact, Brother Biao didn't take the wrong medicine. It was the first time he put the gambling game in his own home, and he was served in a pot at the beginning, and he was unwilling, plus he drank a lot of wine beforehand, his head was hot, and his brain burned a little confused.

The bosses of the rivers and lakes have a characteristic, once their heads are hot, they are unwilling to admit in front of many younger brothers.

So Brother Biao's mouth didn't stop the car for a while. At this time, he drank the second sip of tea and continued to complain:

"Let's play cards here, just like the aunt on the street dancing in the square, although it's a bit noisy, but it's an entertainment activity."

At the end, he also confidently raised a rhetorical question:

"Besides, who is so stupid as to bring illegal gambling to their home?"

In addition to the stunned young policeman who threw the card, several other inexperienced policemen were also a little overwhelmed by this rhetorical question.

It seems that no one expected that Brother Biao still has a set of theories waiting for them. You must know that answering the gambler's rhetorical questions on the spot is not within the scope of their daily training.

The younger brother behind Brother Biao nodded frequently, but no one dared to interject indiscriminately. Brother Biao estimated that he had drunk more than eight points of wine beforehand, and when he saw that he had a sharp mouth, he actually suppressed the police, so he completely forgot who he was, and became more and more arrogant:

"There are so many violations of law and discipline outside, you don't deal with it, why do you come to my house to mess around?"

This is particularly excessive. Several young policemen all had angry faces, but they still didn't know what to say. As police officers, they're pretty honest people.

Tang Shan was surprised at first at the back of the crowd, and then guessed that a few unlucky people sent here to carry out the mission were likely to be newly recruited assistant police officers.

The term "assistant policeman" means a temporary worker without a police force. This is also reasonable, such a small case as gathering a crowd to gamble, and it happens at night, and they can only be sent to run errands.

Tang Shan then thought that although Brother Biao drank a little high, he was not a person who lost his mind. Since he has not lost his mind, being so arrogant in front of the police is not Brother Biao's daily style.

In other words, Brother Biao is likely to see that those assistant police officers who have just entered the industry at the beginning, so he used that alcohol to try to fool the situation through some false and real remarks.

At this time, Brother Biao raised the bottle and took another big sip of tea, cleared his throat, and prepared to open his mouth while others were stunned.

There was a sudden commotion behind the crowd, and everyone made a way, and a person slowly squeezed in front of Brother Biao from the back shadow, along the crack.

Tang Shan saw clearly that the person who came was He Ren, who had punched him. He was also the one who personally received his call to the police.

It was a group of assistant policemen who came, but it was He Ren who led the team. At least it shows that He Ren still attaches great importance to this mission, and it is very likely that he really believes Tang Shan's statement:

The murderer who killed Zhou Weiliang was among this group of people.

He Ren stared at Brother Biao with a smile:

"Brother Biao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my mouth is getting sharper and sharper."

After saying that, he poked his head forward again, sniffed a few times, and smiled:

"Drink a lot. Brother Simon Biao is really different. Others drink wine and their tongues are knotted, but the more you drink, the more neat your mouth becomes, and there is a reason, which makes us young people confused. ”

Brother Biao not only knew He Ren, but also had a good relationship with him before, and he also knew that he was a figure at the police station. As soon as he led the team, Brother Biao understood that tonight's affairs might be more troublesome, and it was not as simple as gathering crowds to gamble.

Brother Biao sneered, his forehead began to sweat, and he woke up more than half of the wine, and the tone of his speech immediately changed:

"It turned out that Director He personally led the team. Brother, I don't know how important I am when I drink, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about me. However, we are really just having fun today, and it is really not a crowd gambling. Maybe the brothers are too excited and a little noisy, is it that the neighbors can't bear to harass and call the police? I'm sorry to make it a trip. ”

He Ren sneered:

"Put away your little cleverness. Want to trick me? There are no doors. ”

After speaking, he walked to the table again, opened the drawers around him, and turned out all the cash that everyone had just escaped and stuffed indiscriminately and threw it on the table.

Tang Shan looked at it, there were about twenty or thirty thousand, and he thought that this was just a fraction, because there were still thousands on him alone, and the others would only be more, not less. There were more than a dozen gamblers and hooligans on the scene.

He Ren turned his head and glared at Brother Biao:

"The pomp is not small, they are all rich people, just entertain them, and throw tens of thousands of dollars on the table."

Brother Biao suddenly raised his hands high, holding the signature tea bottle in one hand, and waved his other hand in the direction of the hall, and said loudly:

"Brothers, in order to cooperate with the police, please retreat to the hall first. But none of them can leave. ”

Everyone, including the young policemen, looked at each other, not knowing what Brother Biao was doing. Only He Ren understood Brother Biao's words, and he nodded to a few policemen.

So one policeman led the way, the others pressed behind, and everyone retreated into the hall. In the gambling room, only Brother Biao and He Ren were left.

Brother Biao immediately nodded and smiled:

"Director He, the money on the table is neither mine nor those brothers outside. You're just going to see what to do. I can guarantee they didn't see anything. Leave everyone alone this time, okay? ”

The meaning is quite obvious. He Ren walked to the table, grabbed two handfuls at random and put them in his pocket, but said:

"I don't dare to make decisions about this money. As for the people, they must all be brought back tonight for questioning. ”

Brother Biao took a step forward, and wanted to say something, He Ren waved his hand, and the electric baton flashed twice in the air, and Brother Biao was completely deflated, and the wine he drank turned into sweat coming out of his forehead.

He Ren went out of the room and shouted to everyone present:

"Gathering crowds to gamble, the nature is vile, and all of them are brought back to the police station."

So everyone came out of Biao's residence under the surveillance of the police. When they got outside, because there were too many people, the police car couldn't fit it, so He Ren ordered everyone to walk to the police station.

In order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the chaos to escape, He Ren ordered to handcuff people one by one, and finally everyone was connected together, like grasshoppers tied to a rope, walking on the street with the same pace and rhythm.

This scene is spectacular.

It was not yet nine o'clock in the evening, and there were many onlookers in the streets, pointing and talking, and there was no shortage of people laughing and laughing, and the whole scene looked no less than any celebration.

Tang Shan was also handcuffed in the crowd. When he first went out, he glanced at He Ren a few times, trying to get the other party to secretly release him.

Tang Shan thought he was a small person, few people knew him, and if He Ren let him go quietly, he shouldn't have attracted attention. But He Ren saw Tang Shan's eyes, but pretended not to understand.

Tangshan was very depressed along the way, following the crowd very depressed. He didn't know the person in front, but the person in the back was the sand skin that had just made the village, and the two of them were roasted together with one hand; And behind Shar Pei is Brother Biao.

The team walked to the square in the middle of the street, and while the police were busy dispersing the crowd of onlookers who were too close, Brother Biao suddenly whispered to Shapi:

"It's not the neighbor who called the police."

Shar Pei didn't react:

"It's not a neighbor, so who's that?"

Brother Biao explained:

"In my residence, the doors and windows are closed tightly, and the sound insulation effect is very good, and it is unlikely to disturb the neighbors."

Shar Pei still doesn't understand:

"No matter how good the sound insulation is, people can't be ignorant."

Brother Biao lost his patience a little, and his speed of speech became much faster:

"Stupid, even if a neighbor knows we're playing cards, as long as it's not too noisy, it won't call the police. What do you think, the streets and alleys are all playing cards, and the neighbors are all looking down and not looking up, who are you bored enough to call the police? ”

Shar Pei was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Brother Biao changed his tone and continued:

"The point is, after only a few hands were played, the police arrived, and it was clear that they knew there was a gamble beforehand."

Shar Pei was still stunned:

"What the hell do you mean?"

Brother Biao saw that this person's rotten wood could not be carved, so he had to swallow his saliva and sighed:

"There was a mole in our crowd tonight."