"What a f*ck!"

Tang Song, who was pulled by his colleagues, struggled and scolded: "You traitors who are traitors! I don't believe that none of you can understand French! Their voices are not small anymore. You damn guys are pretending to have not heard or seen when they are bullied. It is my shame to be with you in the same country!"

At this time, the police lights suddenly flashed outside the Left Bank restaurant, and more than a dozen fully armed policemen rushed in. The policeman in charge was fat. After he came in, he immediately asked, "Who is fighting and causing trouble!"

In fact, this sentence was purely a fart after taking off his pants. When he saw the situation, he knew that it was Tang Song fighting. The police in the lead waved his hand gently, and several policemen immediately rushed towards Tang Song halfway like tigers and wolfs. This was the first time that Tang Song had seen such a scene when he was so old. His inertia made him dare not act rashly anymore.

Click!

Tang Song's hands were cowed by shiny handcuffs. The river crab society was bright and the world was bright, so how could some criminals be arrogant? Without saying a word, Tang Song was taken out of the West Restaurant on the Left Bank by the police. The next thing was of course to send it to the public security organs and deal with it seriously!

"What day is today? The police are coming so quickly?" A colleague of Tang Song said while looking at his watch.

"That dog day called the police!" Wu Zhiyong shouted angrily.

A waiter next to him immediately grabbed Wu Zhiyong's hand and reminded him carefully: "Speak quietly, it's Zhou Papi."

"Hi!" After hearing this, Wu Zhi slapped the table bravely. He shook his head helplessly and said, "It's over, the future of Tang and Song dynasties is ruined."

Tang Song was pushed into the police car by the police. In the crowd, Qin Simu's voice had turned into a crying voice. She said, "Tang Song, don't worry."

Tang Song turned around and shouted, "Si Mu, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Bang!" The door of the police car was closed. As the police lights flashed, the police car carrying Tang Song roared away from the left bank restaurant.

This time, Tang Song had a big disaster. Beating foreign friends is not a trivial matter, and it may cause diplomatic disputes. Special matters were handled specially, and Tang Song was not sent to the police station, but directly into the district public security bureau, while the two Frenchmen were sent to the local hospital by ambulances.

The group led Tang Song into the hall of the Public Security Bureau, where several policemen were on high alert. The policeman in charge did not wear a hat. He looked in his 30s and had short hair and looked very energetic. He looked at Tang Song for a while and said, "Take it to the office to take the transcript."

Soon, the suspect Tang Song was escorted into the police office.

"Sit down!" Tang Song was pushed down on the chair by a policeman before he could react. Another policeman stepped forward and opened Tang Song's handcuffs. Tang Song was about to move his wrist when the policeman clasped his right hand and the armrest of the chair.

At this time, opposite Tang and Song, the three policemen had already sat in a row. The policemen sitting on both sides were thin and fat. They were dressed neatly and majestic, and looked like they were facing a great enemy. The short-haired policeman who had just spoken was sitting in the middle, with his expression relaxed. He said to his colleagues beside Tang and Song: "Be smaller, he is not a suspect in a vicious major case."

The young policeman seemed to be doing well. The two policemen beside Tang Song nodded together and said, "Yes."

After saying a word, the two policemen in charge of escorting Tang Song left the interrogation room. The fat policeman on the left spread out the inquiry record in front of him and habitually shouted at Tang Song: "Name!"

Tang Song has been honest and good kids since childhood. Not to mention entering the public security bureau, even entering the teacher's office will be nervous. When he heard the fat policeman ask questions, he honestly explained: "Tang Song."

The fat policeman continued to ask questions majestic, striving to destroy Tang and Song's psychological defense in the shortest time. He asked: "Profession!"

Tang and Song cooperated very much and said: "A junior in the mechanical and electronic engineering class of the Department of Mechanical Engineering, Beijing University."

After asking the basic information, the thin policeman frowned and said, "Tang Song, what's going on? You can't say anything well and have to fight? It's okay if you beat your own people, then at most it's just an ordinary public security case, and the conflicts among the people will be over if you turn big things into small things. But how can you beat foreigners? If you don't do it well, it's a diplomatic dispute, which will cause adverse international impacts."

Tang and Song Dynasty were upset when they heard this. What does it mean that one’s own people beat one’s own people? Oh, beating one’s own people is a trivial matter, and beating one’s foreigners is a big matter. Foreigners are more valuable than our Chinese?

Tang Song said: "Brother Police, you seem to have some problems with what you said?"

The thin policeman said unhappily: "Hey, you're still excited. Could it be that you beat foreigners or a patriotic expression?"

The short-haired policeman turned his face and said softly to the thin policeman: "Hey, don't talk about nationality, it makes us do things for foreigners."

At this time, a female policewoman who looked ordinary and had no relationship with the policewoman came in. She handed over a stack of files to the fat policeman and called the short-haired policeman out.

After reading the file, the fat policeman said in a deep voice: "Tang Song, you are in trouble this time."

Tang Song himself also felt very troublesome. No matter how the police handled it, his case was settled. Tang Song said helplessly: "I've come here, what more troublesome things can there be?"

The fat policeman put down the file in his hand and asked, "I said you are brave enough. Can foreigners in Beijing be beaten at will? Do you know who the person being beaten?"

Tang Song was very happy. I don’t care who you are. I can’t bully my future wife. He said, “I’m not the president and vice president of France. Why are you so nervous?”

"Tang Song, be honest!" The fat policeman stood up and said, "Do you know the seriousness of this matter? They have been alarmed to the foreign affairs office!"

Tang Song was about to speak when a noise came from outside. The door of the office was not closed. As the noise got closer, two middle-aged men in suits and ties walked into the office accompanied by an elderly policeman, and a large group of policemen and masses were followed behind them. The characteristics of the two middle-aged men were very obvious. One of them wore black-framed glasses and the other had the boss's head. The boss said angrily: "This is a big thing that concerns the investment environment of the district, a big thing that concerns the intention of investing millions of euros, and a big thing that concerns the confidence of investors! It's too unreasonable, and it must be dealt with seriously!"

The thin policeman got up and came to the elderly policeman. He asked him softly: "Lao Zhang, how can you let them in?"

Lao Zhang said helplessly: "A group of people from high-tech industrial parks, and another group of people from foreign affairs. They must come in. What can I do and knock them down?"

"But" Before the thin policeman finished speaking, the fat policeman waved his hand to interrupt him. He said, "This is the office, not the inquiry room, come in."

The middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses said to the thin policeman: "The French consulate has called to ask about this matter. What do you think should you do?"

The thin policeman immediately said, "Don't worry, we will deal with it impartially."

Black-framed glasses said seriously: "This is a big thing that concerns the international image. If it is not done well, it is a diplomatic dispute. It must be handled seriously and strictly. The French consulate is still waiting for the result of the handling."

After hearing what they said, Tang Song was anxious. He said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a fight? What are the investment environment and investment confidence, and what are the international image and diplomatic disputes? Do you have that far to contact?"

The thin policeman also helped Tang Song and said, "He is still a college student. You can't ruin the future of a young man because of such a small thing, right?"

At this time, a person standing behind the boss's head whispered to the boss' head: "I have contacted Peking University and I will definitely be fired."

Exit! Exit!! Tang Song heard about the expulsion!!!

Exit is just two simple words, which is so light in that person's mouth, but these two insignificant words were a catastrophe for the Tang and Song dynasties. When they thought of expulsion, Tang and Song thought of their parents. They got up early and worked late, opened up land and farmed, and collected vegetables and bought vegetables just to support themselves in college? At this moment, in their hometown of Tang and Song dynasties, Tang's mother was waiting for the patrons of the grocery buyers in the chilly spring wind; Tang's father, who worked hard for a day, was drinking cheap liquor to relieve his fatigue. If they were allowed to get the news that they were expelled, how big would that kind of blow be

Black-framed glasses said to the fat policeman: "If there are any serious consequences due to your improper handling, who will bear the consequences? Can you afford them?"

Black-framed glasses are naked and obstructing justice. It would be strange if he says this from his background, without affecting the police's handling result. The country of etiquette is soft on the outside and hard on the inside. A Japanese farmer ran to Mount Emei to play. His bones broke, so we sent the Chinese Air Force helicopter to rescue him. A group of Chinese students sent a distress signal in Huangshan, so we could only choose to rescue him on foot. After causing casualties, we all accused the students of running around without any trouble, but no one said that the rescue was not effective. Department XX is so awesome.

In order for foreign friends to catch the plane in time, they can stop the train halfway and ask police cars to escort them to the airport. A Chinese migrant worker fell ill on the train and could only follow the turtle butt to wait for the train to arrive at the station. Three hours later, the train arrived at the station, and the life of the migrant worker also arrived at the station. Our life channel is not as good as the security check channel for international friends! CCTV is amazing enough. Foreign friends can shut up the commentator because of a complaint letter from football, and they can be the super existence of the Fengsha Football Association.
Chapter completed!