Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 21 The crime scene
Cai Yu was one of the first few reporters who rushed into the manor, and even the first reporter who rushed into He Baosheng's bedroom.

When she rushed into the yard, she saw seven or eight corpses lying in the yard, and there were knives scattered beside each corpse.

Some of the reporters who rushed into the yard with her couldn't help taking pictures of these things.

But Cai Yu didn't stop walking, and rushed into the ancient emblem-style mansion in front of him at the fastest speed, and rushed into He Baosheng's bedroom.

As soon as she rushed into the bedroom, she stopped suddenly.

The scene in front of him was very frightening, the floor was covered with blood from Da Tan, and He Baosheng was lying in a pool of blood, with an astonishing wound on his neck and a wound on his stomach.

Such a frightening scene, if an ordinary person saw it, would definitely be terrified, but Cai Yu, as a gold-medal reporter, was startled and excited at the same time.

Immediately, she waved repeatedly to the cameraman behind her who was carrying the camera. That was her royal cameraman. When she saw her gestures, she immediately understood her gestures. She rushed over as fast as she could, and took pictures of the scene in the bedroom.

At the same time, Cai Yu took out his mobile phone as quickly as possible, turned on the shooting mode, and took a quick picture of the scene in the house.

However, the few policemen who entered the house first reacted quickly.

The leading gold-collared policeman's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and waved his hand in this direction, and immediately several silver-collared policemen came striding forward with serious expressions, blocking Cai Yu and the cameraman.

One of the silver-collar policemen yelled in a deep voice: "Get out!! Filming is not allowed here! Hurry up and get out!"

As he spoke, his right hand was already on the handle of the gun at his waist.

When Cai Yu and the cameraman saw it, their expressions changed immediately, and they hurriedly left the room with a smile.

Although they are reporters and have the right to interview, they dare not confront the police.

Because in the Dayan Dynasty, patrols were used to deal with criminal cases, and they had the right to make decisions on the fly. The law gave them the right to shoot when necessary.

Cai Yu, who retreated from the bedroom in embarrassment, couldn't help sighing.

Secretly said: What a pity!If the patrolling horses arrived first, then we would definitely be able to shoot a little more material.

reason?

Because patrol horses are responsible for general security cases and are not equipped with guns.

Generally, when facing the city patrolling horses, their reporters are more courageous. Even if they offend the city patrolling horses on the spot, it is nothing more than being taken to the city patrolling department and detained for a day.

Moreover, when they were detained by the city patrol department, their TV station would send people to bail them out. When they returned to the TV station, they would usually be praised by their superiors, and their colleagues would look at them with admiration.

But patrolling is different.

The consequences of angering the police are very serious. Even if they are not shot dead on the spot, they may be sued afterwards, and their TV station and superiors may be punished.

In He Baosheng's bedroom, Dong Changlei, the only gold-collared policeman, stared at the dying He Baosheng on the floor for a while, and ordered in a deep voice: "San'er, go out and confiscate the shooting equipment of the two reporters just now! The details cannot be leaked out for the time being!"

The silver-collar policeman who just scolded Cai Yu and the cameraman for going out was a little surprised, but he still responded habitually, and immediately walked out of the bedroom.

He shouted to Cai Yu and the videographer outside the door: "Hand over your video cameras and mobile phones to me! Go back to our patrol room and get them!"

Cai Yu lowered his head and was looking at the material he had just captured on his mobile phone. When he heard this, he subconsciously hid his hands behind his waist, looked up at the silver-collared policeman in front of him, and blurted out a rebuttal, "Isn't this against the rules? ? Brother, our media has the right to interview. You just let us out, and we have cooperated very well. How can you confiscate the things we have already photographed? Right? "

While arguing, she stepped back.

Seeing her, her royal videographer immediately moved two steps sideways tacitly, and used her broad and thick body to block Cai Yu.

When the silver-collar policeman nicknamed "San'er" saw it, his brows frowned, his face darkened, and he went forward to snatch the video camera carried by the cameraman on his shoulder.

"What nonsense? I told you to hand it over! Do you think I'm discussing with you? This is an order!"

While retorting, the cameraman stepped back, avoiding the capture of the silver-collar patrol.

Cai Yu who was hiding behind him flashed his eyes, moved his hands hidden behind his waist, and quickly stuffed the mobile phone in his hand into the corset on his chest.

Then, she quickly took out an identical mobile phone from her trouser pocket.

Just kidding, she is a gold medal reporter, how could she only have a mobile phone?It's not like she hasn't encountered such a situation before, so how could she not have a solution?

Soon, the camera was confiscated, and the second mobile phone that Cai Yu took out was also confiscated.

They came out of the house with their heads bowed and depressed, walked across the yard, and exited the manor gate empty-handed.

Along the way, they got a lot of jokes from their peers.

The two of them kept their heads down and their faces darkened, and left the yard without saying a word.

As soon as they got out of the yard, the makeup artist Xiaoya who was waiting next to their car trotted over and looked at them empty-handed in surprise, "Brother Hu, where is your camera? Sister Yu, why did you come out so quickly?" ? Where's your video camera?"

Hearing this, Cai Yu and Brother Hu looked at each other and smiled.

Then the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter, and finally Brother Hu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Cai Yu glared at him with smiling eyes, and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Hu, be careful! Don't be so complacent!"

That being said, the smile on her own face was extraordinarily bright.

This time, the make-up artist Xiaoya blinked and reacted.

There was a smile on his face immediately, and he asked in a low voice: "Hey, sister Yu, did you gain anything?"

Cai Yu smiled without saying a word, but nodded slightly.

Now, Xiaoya's smile brightened.

For them, the camera or something is not important, the most important thing is whether they have obtained valuable news materials.

As long as the news materials they obtained were of sufficient value, even if they smashed the cameras in the station to pieces, they would still be praised by the station.

……

In the yard, several silver-collar policemen were chasing away the reporters who were desperately going forward to film the scene. One of the reporters, driven by the policemen, stepped back and repeatedly pressed the shutter of the camera, trying to capture everything in front of him.

Maybe he was too greedy and didn't retreat fast enough. The policeman on the opposite side rushed in front of him and stretched out his hand to push his chest. Immediately, the male reporter was pushed to the ground.

"oops……"

The male reporter screamed, subconsciously pushed his right hand to the ground.

"Go!! What are you dawdling about?"

The silver-collared policeman who pushed him just now yelled at him sharply.

Although the male reporter was annoyed, he didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly got up in a panic, turned around and left.

The silver-collared policeman who had just pushed him snorted coldly, and was about to turn around to drive away other reporters when he caught a glimpse of a metallic light on the ground.

He frowned slightly, walked over with some doubts, bent down and reached out to pick up the metal on the ground, and when he took a look, his expression changed immediately.

"Half a bullet?"

Because he was too surprised, he blurted out what was in his heart.

Under the dim light in the courtyard, the bullet in his hand seemed to be split in the middle by a sharp knife, only half.

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve, family reunion, and more than a year!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)