Police Detective

The road here is slightly more prosperous than the road just now. There were many people passing by, and they witnessed Bai Song chasing the suspect.

"Thief, don't run!" Bai Song shouted.

When Bai Song shouted, many people heard that it was a thief, and several young men were eager to try. One of the young men directly shifted the original walking route and wanted to stop the man. Seeing this situation, the man slowed down a bit, and suddenly pulled out a long dagger from his waist. The person who had originally wanted to step forward immediately backed away. Several girls on the road saw it and screamed and hid on both sides.

The man looked back at Bai Song. He had already consumed more than half of his stamina. He swung the knife twice, trying to scare Bai Song away, and then ran into a community.

This community is darker than the one just now. It is an old community similar to Daguangli. Except for the street lamp in the middle, the other places are dark. The man panicked and ran into a dark road. .

Bai Song felt a little settled at this time, and he was also familiar with it. This was a dead end.

Bai Song took out the flashlight directly from his waist, and the police used the light of the strong flashlight to illuminate a range of tens of meters nearby, and it also reached the end of the road.

The man saw at a glance that the end of the road was impassable, and after running for two meters, he turned around and raised his dagger.

"Let me go! The well water does not invade the river water!" The man's voice was low. At this time, he looked like a wounded jackal. His eyes were fixed on Bai Song. Bai Song focused his flashlight, and the light hit the man's eyes directly. , The man eats pain, and slashes before swinging a knife.

Bai Song, who wanted to go forward, hesitated, and took two steps back. It was too dangerous to go so far. But the flashing of the lights this time made Bai Song sure that this person was the suspect in the robbery that he had been looking for for four or five days!

The man blocked the bright light in front of him with his arm, and saw Bai Song back, knowing that Bai Song had no weapons, he rushed over with a knife.

Bai Song sighed lightly, took out the police spray, and whispered to himself: "Poor boy..."

The man held a knife in his right hand and placed his left arm above his eyes, while Bai Song directly pressed the police spray switch from the bottom up and diagonally up to the man's face.

Police spray, also called police chili water, is mainly composed of high-purity chili extracts. When the university teacher talked about the use of police equipment, he once commented on this police equipment. Simply put, "can quickly control the situation." "

The meaning of this sentence is that with one-to-ten, it is not a big problem, even if it is sprayed on the arm, it will form a strong burning sensation, not to mention the face. The best time to use this is when a group of people are shirtless in a group fight in the summer, when a policeman goes up and screams, all lying down and screaming.

At this time, Bai Song had mental arithmetic and unintentional, and the man's face quickly felt severe pain.

The man suddenly felt breathing difficulties, his entire face was painful and itchy, as if a handful of pepper was sprinkled on his face, and then a handful of pepper was sprinkled on his face. He threw away the knife and held his face in both hands. , Cried out in pain.

"Why..." Bai Song knew how powerful this thing was, and slowly stepped forward, kicking the knife thrown by the man a few meters away with his foot, holding the man down, grabbing his two hands from behind, and putting on one. Binding straps.

This man can run better than the one just now, but his body bones are far worse. Under the pain of his face, he desperately tried to rub his face with his hands, but Bai Song broke his arms behind him and used a white high strength. The plastic strap is tied up. Bai Song was afraid that it would not be safe, so he **** the remaining one.

"I @#￥你@#, ah, let go of Lao Tzu!" The man was about to roll on the ground in pain, and was held down by Bai Song with ease.

"You have the right to remain silent, but every time you yell now, you can be sentenced to several years!" Bai Song was in a good mood and made jokes about the suspect. It is true that he would not be sentenced to several years for each sentence, but After being arrested, insulting the police, writing it into the case file will indeed make it easy for the judge to consider increasing the sentence within the limits of his discretion.

At this time, the man also gradually became speechless, convulsed all over, screamed screamingly, and the crowds in several residential buildings nearby opened the windows and looked at them. Some people also called the police.

Soon, the police from the police station came, and Wang Huadong was done with it. Seeing that Bai Song was okay here, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but this buddy was really miserable.

Bai Song didn't feel distressed at all. When the man rushed towards the police with a knife, he should thank Bai Song for not having a gun...

But the spray is indeed a bit too much, and the volatilized things make him feel a bit spicy in his eyes.

Together they put the man in the back of the prison wagon. The policeman in the police station put the knife away with the evidence bag. Bai Song couldn't help but exhorted a few policemen: "He is full of chili water on him. Don't touch him directly after touching him. Face, wash your hands."

Wang Huadong followed the car in the camp and escorted the two suspects back. Bai Song packed up his police equipment and got into the Santana car parked at the gate of the nearby community alone.

I have to say that although the weather is cold, two people were caught at this moment, and the threat of a sharp knife was experienced. After Bai Song got into the car, his head was still sweating, and he subconsciously wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

Bai Song's hand wiped half of his forehead, and a "dingdong" suddenly appeared in his mind...

Uh, there seems to be chili water on the hands, this low concentration, the hands don’t feel anything...but the face...

Bai Song's thoughts are transmitted to the neurotransmitter of the forehead stratum corneum to the nerve cells, and at the same time to the pain reflex area of ​​the cerebral cortex...

"I C..." Bai Song wanted to wipe it with his sleeve~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stopped in time, resisting the hot pain, got out of the car, went to a nearby shop, and borrowed the bathroom.

This thing is very difficult to clean. Bai Song washed his hands with soap several times, but he did not dare to wipe his forehead with his hands. Instead, he took out a little toilet paper, soaked it in water, and wiped his forehead several times. It was very painful when he wiped it. After a few minutes, this relieved most of it.

"Huh...huh..." Bai Song took off his jacket, flipped it out, hugged him in his arms, and returned to the car.

Didn’t it mean that good people are rewarded...Bai Song himself is speechless, this...isn’t it a good person to catch a robber...

Regardless of complaints, he drove the car directly to the Sanmu Street Police Station. When I arrived in the sanctuary, there was a 120 at the entrance of the sanctuary. Standing at the entrance of the sanctuary, you could hear someone screaming inside. Bai Song felt a lot of balance.

"Haha, you're here, this kid said that he couldn't catch his breath on the way, so he called him 120. He was still cleaning in the back room. It was probably uncomfortable for several hours." Wang Huadong saw Bai Song at the door: "Huh? What's wrong with your forehead."

Bai Song listened to the voice of the suspect inside and waved his hand, "Hey, it's not in the way, it's not in the way..."