Your mother forced you to have a blind date with a man, what should you do?

In a dispute between a drunk and a group of drunks, one couldn't get to the point after asking for a long time, and the other group talked a lot without any evidence.

"Tell me one by one!" The one who helped them adjust was a little policeman in his early twenties, surnamed Xing, who had just been transferred to the film more than two years after graduation.Police officer Xing looked at a group of drunks opposite with a stack of blank registration forms, feeling very unhappy.There are several bars and ktvs near their sub-bureau. Basically, there are a few groups of drunks fighting in the middle of the night every day. Not only did this group send away a group of mistresses, but this time a group of thieves came again.

Thinking of Officer Xing rubbing his chin that was just caught by the previous group of people, he glanced at the long manicures on the hands of the girls in simple clothes in the opposite group, swallowed, and turned his lower body The chair he was sitting on rubbed back.Then he raised his head and asked.

"Which of you is the informant?"

"Me," the man in the black shirt sat directly opposite Officer Xing.

Officer Xing took a look at him, and immediately didn't know what to do, because Officer Xing knew this person, ah, no, he didn't actually know him, he just met him.

This person often comes to see Captain Han for dinner. Although Officer Xing has only been here not long ago, he has seen him several times. Seeing him, Officer Xing subconsciously turned his head to look at Captain Han's office, only to remember that it is night. Only the person on duty is here, Captain Han is resting today.

For a while, Officer Xing didn't know what to do. He looked around, and the people around him hid far away. After all, no one wanted to work with these drunks in the middle of the night.

Seeing Officer Xing sitting at the front so slowly and saying nothing, the people behind him got a little impatient, and slapped the table, "If you want to memorize anything, hurry up!" the voice said. The voice was not low, and it directly attracted the attention of several police officers around.

Soon an older male police officer who was standing at the door came over, "What are you doing, what are you doing, this is the police station?"

After finishing speaking, he stood beside Police Officer Xing and gave him a wink, signaling him to register quickly. Officer Xing quickly glanced at the person sitting opposite him and asked him to watch.

The male police officer just saw him, and he called out in surprise, "Boss Ye?"

"Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

"It's nothing, just caught a thief? I brought it here for you." This Mr. Ye, sitting on a chair, reached out for a pack of cigarettes and handed him one.

Officer Xing looked at it, and guessed that he was useless here, so he stood up, took out a form, and ran over to where Zhang Yang was sitting to take notes for him.

Officer Xing looked at Zhang Yang while moving the chair, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "This man looks quite honest, why is he a thief?" , people can not judge by appearance.

"Can you still see clearly?" Officer Xing stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Yang's eyes. He saw that his eyes were not particularly dull, but he looked like he had drunk too much.

He dared to steal things after drinking too much, either because he was a recidivist and an expert in art, or he didn't drink too much and pretended to be deceitful.Officer Xing touched the scar on his chin again, thought for a while and said, "Here is a pen, please fill in your personal information first."

"kindness."

After Officer Xing handed over the pen, he saw that Zhang Yang had started to fill in the form seriously, and he was quite clear about it, so he rushed to the bathroom without hesitation, looked carefully at his chin in the mirror, and saw that it was not broken. Only then did he take out the ointment in his trousers pocket and began to smear it on his lower bar.

Facing the mirror now, Officer Xing realized that he had been scratched on his chin, and there were some scratches on his neck and collarbone.I can't help but mutter in my heart, probably these women keep such long fingernails just for the convenience of fighting.

After checking it again, he saw that the scratches on his body were not deep, so he got out of the bathroom, but when he went out, he saw Zhang Yang, who was honestly taking notes just now, lying on the table and fell asleep.

Police officer Xing took out the record registration form from the side, and was immediately annoyed, for this man really drank too much.

The name, address, and so on above are neatly filled in, but that’s all you can read. Except for these few lines, the bottom is basically drawing symbols, and the things written are not in one line. Yes, I wrote a large article heartily, that is, the first word does not follow the next word at all.I don't know whether Zhang Yang wants to write too much and can't keep up with his hands, or he is too fast and his brain can't keep up.

Officer Xing could barely read the words "student reunion." I copied what I could read clearly.

I was copying, but I heard the voices of disputes getting louder and louder.

Police officer Xing wrote two strokes and went to have a look.

It turned out that a friend of Mr. Ye who had drunk too much got into an argument with some policemen.

It is estimated that those few people are also a little sober from the wine, and they also know that a place like the police station cannot stay long, and they don't want to stay here to take notes, so they said in a dignified way that they decided to let the publicity go.

It baffled the surrounding policemen, not sure if he stole anything, but everyone saw the gauze covered in the publicity, if he really let him go without even making a record, then he would not be laid off. Far.

So someone dissuaded him immediately, "Look, you beat people up like this, don't talk about letting them go, we have to finish the transcript first, don't we?"

"He's still making notes. He's a thief. If I didn't kill him, it's easy." That Mr. Ye didn't speak, but the people around him couldn't suppress their anger.

"Isn't there no evidence? Besides, even if there is real evidence, you can't fight like this." The police who had gathered together now also have some headaches. This matter is indeed not easy to handle.

"Then what should we do, he stole our things and asked us to apologize to the thief?" A group of people were aggrieved.

"I don't mean it,"

"Then what do you mean? How can you be a policeman? I think you and that thief are in the same group."

"Huh?" The policeman was stunned by these words.

"Ah, what, if you didn't enter the police station and stopped him, I think you took your mobile phone away when you sent it to the clinic!"

"Will you talk?" As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the people on duty around. A young policeman couldn't hold back his anger, so he replied, and another aunt on duty next to him hurried up to stop him.

"Hey, hey, you have some quality." The aunt stopped the policeman and pushed in twice, but the policeman turned around and went back.

"If you have something to do, you have to finish the transcript before you can say it, right?" The aunt was not ambiguous, and directly pushed the registration form in front of Mr. Ye, "Xiaoye has been here many times, and you know our process. After filling out the transcript, the rest is up to you.”

"What do you think?" This Mr. Ye didn't speak, but the person standing behind him asked.

The aunt had no choice but to continue talking. "If you say that he is a thief, I won't stop him. Let's follow the procedure. The evidence collection process will take a few days, and he will be added." The aunt pointed her finger towards Zhang Yang, "This thing on him After the injury test, it is estimated that the days of beating people are not much less than him."

When the aunt said this, several girls were a little scared, and they all pulled the man next to them, suggesting that they should forget it. Although this Mr. Ye sat in the front and couldn't see the movements of the people behind him, he could still see it from the man behind him. Whispering to hear what they mean, "Then don't bother you, let's keep it private."

"Okay, if you are private, you can go out and talk after filling out the form later." The aunt said so immediately.

After a while, Mr. Ye finished filling out the form and handed it to Police Officer Xing, and the group went out with a whimper.

Seeing them leaving, Officer Xing quickly called Zhang Yang who was sleeping beside him.

Zhang Yang was still drunk, but he opened his eyes when Police Officer Xing called him.Before he could react, he was sent out of the gate by the police at the gate.

Standing at the gate of the police, Zhang Yang was a little overwhelmed. His brain had almost stopped functioning at this time, or even if his brain was functioning, his body had been paralyzed by alcohol, and he didn't know how to react. A blow, in the end is a solid sneeze.

Compared to Zhang Yang's dullness, the group of people on the opposite side were obviously almost sober from the wine, and they had already retreated from the police station. Naturally, they felt that they were not afraid of the sky and the earth. Originally, everyone's anger was almost the same, but Zhang Yang A sneeze attracted it.

As soon as everyone looked up, they saw Zhang Yang looking silly, smiling at the group of people standing at the gate of the police station.

"Look at that grandson." A person pointed at Zhang Yang and cursed.

"Damn it, drive this kid crazy!"

Seeing Zhang Yang's calm look, the fire in everyone's hearts couldn't be suppressed, and they didn't care whether they were at the gate of the police station. They rushed to Zhang Yang's side in two steps, grabbed him by the collar, and took him off the steps. Pull up and down.

Under normal circumstances, as long as Zhang Yang is soft at this time, this group of people will basically make big things small and small things small.It's unlucky, it's unlucky because at this time, Zhang Yang's alcoholism is on top of his head, except for a silly smile, he won't even respond to being beaten.This is not another fat beating.

As soon as I got out of the police station, I started to fight at the door. Needless to say nonsense, there were quite a few people in this group, how did they go out, and why did they come back.

During the fight, the so-called Mr. Ye was on the phone and missed the fight. Except for him, the rest of the dozen or so people were handcuffed to chairs nailed to the ground against the wall.

However, Zhang Yang obviously did not enjoy this kind of high-level treatment. A dozen or so sober people beat him, even if they didn't kill him, Zhang Yang beat him hard.

When he was pulled away by the police, Zhang Yang fell directly to the ground, and the policemen didn't hesitate to drive him to the hospital in a police car.