I killed the film and television world

Chapter 364 This is the evidence

Sir Wu's hands were shaking as they rested on the ground.

Forced vomiting made his face paler and paler. He stared blankly at the human ear on the ground, which was mixed with saliva and blood.

Sir Wu suppressed the nausea and stood up abruptly.

The police gun was clenched in his hand so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He immediately rushed to the interrogation chair without caring about anything, raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Song Ren's forehead, and immediately unlocked the safety bolt of the police gun, with a ferocious look on his face:
"Song Haonan! You are so brave! Believe it or not, I will shoot you to death!!!"

The policemen at the door had not yet recovered from the news that had just come in, but were shocked by this scene again.

They hurried forward one by one and advised: "Sir, don't be impulsive!"

Sir Wu's stiff neck was covered with blue veins, and scarlet bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

His index finger was tightly hooked on the trigger. With just a little force, the humiliation he had just suffered would be completely wiped out!
Despite the dissuasion from his subordinates, Sir Wu just stood there, staring at Song Ren.

Song Ren was silent for a moment, then smiled.

With a cold voice, he whispered like a devil: "Sir, I don't believe it!"

Upon hearing this, Sir Wu's eyes suddenly widened, he took a deep breath and straightened his chest, his index finger that was hooked on the trigger was trembling with anger.

The policemen nearby became extremely nervous, fearing that if the shooting went off accidentally, a sensational murder would occur right inside the police station.

But Song Ren was still not satisfied. He stood up and said to the livid-faced Wu Sir, raising his voice: "Idiot, if you dare, shoot!"

Sir Wu gnashed his teeth and growled from the depths of his throat: "Do you really think I don't dare?"

Song Ren sneered at him and slapped him loudly with his backhand:
"You're useless! You didn't even use the chance you gave me!"

Sir Wu was whipped and staggered back several steps. He almost fell down before his subordinates behind him helped him up.

But the corner of his lips was cracked, and there was a big bruise on his face.

Under the stunned gazes from all around, Song Renze sat back in the interrogation chair.

Sir Wu stood there for a long time with his head tilted, his whole body trembling slightly.

At the last moment, he suddenly turned around and looked at Song Ren.

Without saying a word, he broke away from the support of others and took two steps forward with a gun.

He pointed the gun at Song Ren's temple and angrily said word by word: "Song Haonan!"

Boom!
There was no gunshot. Instead, Song Ren swung his arm and struck him in the chest and abdomen with a palm knife.

Sir Wu fell back three or four meters, fell to one knee with his hands on his stomach, staggered on the ground in extreme pain, and his police gun rolled to the side.

Song Ren raised his eyes and looked at Sir Wu who was kneeling in front of him, with a slight flicker in his eyes.

This new sir is obviously a cowardly person.

I was afraid to shoot because I wanted to protect my reputation.

Even though he seemed to be angry and humiliated and finally let go of his hands and feet at the last moment, he still instinctively chased after the man and raised his gun, which was really embarrassing.

In this day and age, if a cop is not ruthless, he will not be able to keep order.

Sir Xie was a ruthless man before. In order to plot against Song Ren, he dared to place a time bomb in the police station.

In comparison, the newly appointed successor is obviously far behind.

……

At this time, for Sir Wu, the bigger trouble was still outside.

The Causeway Bay Tavern and the street in front of the main entrance were already packed with gangsters. Looking down from the second-floor window, there were densely packed heads, more than a thousand people jammed together.

Although they were all dressed in ordinary clothes, they looked like the lowest level workers.

But there were too many gang members among them who were easily recognizable, and the police were very familiar with the stench of those people.

At this moment, Song Ren was still sitting in the interrogation room, his cold eyes devoid of any extra emotions.

Sir Wu has gotten up again, but he is too busy to pay attention to Song Ren for the time being.

Because a note has already reported the situation outside in detail.

Sir Wu glanced in Song Ren's direction and nodded to his two subordinates: "Keep an eye on him."

Then he walked out of the interrogation room and looked through the second-floor window at the dense crowd below.

He immediately said to the other person, "Hang up the phone with those blue hats. What do those riot police do for a living? Do I need to teach you in this situation?"

The man looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, the gang outside is marching legally, and it has been reported to the higher authorities."

Sir Wu was stunned when he heard this: "Young and dangerous people are blocking the door of our police station. How can this be considered a legal march? Who gave them permission?"

The man gave a wry smile and said, "Superintendent Curd from the Public Relations Department."

When Mr. Wu heard this, his face turned so dark that water almost dripped out of it.

This was the first time he was so angry at those foreigners above him. They were just holding him back!
After a moment of silence, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "If they like to block us, then let them do so. I don't believe they dare to rush in so blatantly!"

But the man looked embarrassed: "Sir, actually the phone in the office has been ringing non-stop since an hour ago."

Sir Wu had a bad feeling in his heart: "What do you mean?"

The man said, "I don't know what happened. All the major newspapers in Hong Kong called us and wanted to interview us, but we were blocked by the crowds outside."

Sir Wu felt increasingly uneasy.

Because after a while, more and more information came in.

First, the Dongxing boys detained in the police station collectively changed their tone and no longer mentioned any suspicion of Song Ren.

Then, several elite lawyers in suits and ties walked into the police station with their certificates, intending to file a collective lawsuit against the Causeway Bay Police Station for violent law enforcement on behalf of Babi and others who were currently detained.

Finally, a white police inspector also called and scolded Sir Wu harshly, asking him to release the irrelevant people immediately.

However, the other party was not the immediate superior of his area. Although Sir Wu suffered some setbacks, he was able to hold on.

But when more and more unfavorable news came together, he gradually felt a little numb.

He never expected that the vicious incident, which was originally confined to Causeway Bay, would become such a big event.

It was as if all the communities in Hong Kong Island were united together.

Sir Wu was obviously unable to hold on any longer. If he hadn't just made a big enemy, he would have wanted to lower his head and give the other person a cigarette.

"Sir, we can't let him go!"

Just as he was hesitating, a voice interrupted Sir Wu's messy thoughts.

The police captain simply bandaged his ear, with a little blood on the bandage. He walked over with red eyes:

"Even if no one can prove him, I can!"

He pointed at Song Ren in the interrogation room, raised the ear in his hand, and said with a sinister look: "This is the evidence, and I am the witness!"

The deafening roar of anger echoed throughout the police station.

(End of this chapter)