Police Detective

At this time, and the weather was hot, there were not many people in the hot pot restaurant. Bai Song ordered three hot pots and a bowl of soup, settled the bill first, and ate lunch happily.

Most of the people who come here to eat are nearby residents and decorators. Some decoration workers were afraid of disturbing the public after decorating until around 12 o'clock at noon, so they tidied up and went out to eat. Some ordered a few fire-roasted skins and a bowl of egg soup to make up for the meal.

Near the Dabei Food Market, there is a restaurant street, which is basically full of ordinary shops. Bai Song used to come here often for a casual meal, but now that he comes here again, he always stares at that side of the market, trying to see what’s different. things.

Halfway through the meal, Bai Song heard some noise outside the house. Originally, Bai Song didn't like to join in the fun, but Bai Song was a little concerned about things nearby, so he heard the noise and prepared to go out to take a look.

"No, you have to pay now." A woman in her thirties, less than 160cm tall, stood at the door of a hotel, blocking the door to prevent anyone inside from coming out.

"Who said I won't give you money? I really didn't bring any with you today. I live nearby. What are you afraid of? I will definitely pay the bill next time you come." The speaker was a young man in his twenties with dyed yellow hair.

"No, I won't give you the money. If you don't give me the money, I'll call the police." The woman didn't have stage fright at all.

It's one o'clock in the afternoon in the dog days of summer. At this moment, there is no one at the door. There are only people from several nearby shops looking in this direction, unwilling to stand in the sun.

"Call the police? It's not like we don't want to pay or bring any money. We don't want to." Another man with gray hair came out of the room and pushed the hotel waiter away: "Don't block the way. I'll be back next time." It will cost you less money.”

The woman was not tall, but she was very stubborn. She was pushed a few steps away, but she still stepped forward and stretched out her hand to stop the two people.

"Get started!" the yellow-haired man shouted with eyes wide open.

At this time, the chef in the restaurant also ran out. It was obvious that this was a mom-and-pop shop called "Chengdu Flavor". The chef was not very tall, so he pulled the woman away: "Forget it, forget it."

Is this possible? Bai Song recorded the whole process with his mobile phone and couldn't stand it anymore. It seems that the boss is planning to let things go. Doesn't this encourage the arrogance of these two hooligans?

Bai Song put away his phone and walked over, "You two, stop for me."

As soon as Bai Song said this, people from several nearby stores immediately chose to come out to eat melon.

"Huh?" The yellow-haired man had already taken two steps forward. When he saw Bai Song, he turned around and said, "Why, are you still nosy?"

"Never mind." Bai Song usually wouldn't be so impulsive when encountering this kind of thing, but after the morning meeting, Bai Song didn't even think about it at this time.

"Oh, this arm is bandaged and he is meddling in other people's business. There is a bruise on his arm. Why, do you want to make it more symmetrical?" The gray-haired man directly said something to Bai Song, pulled the yellow hair and wanted to leave.

This made Bai Song angry. He walked to the opposite side of the two men in two or three steps and blocked the two men at once.

Bai Song was a head taller than the two of them. Huang Mao wanted to push him, but he stretched out his hand but didn't touch him. He was a bit too hard to get off.

"Brother, let's meet again soon. It has nothing to do with you." Huang Mao said.

"It's related. You broke the law." Bai Song said calmly, "Apologise now and give me the money. You can leave."

As soon as Bai Song said this, Gray Hair became angry. If he was afraid of Bai Song today, how could he hang around here in the future?

Gray Feather came up and was ready to push Bai Song. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Bai Song grabbed his wrist with one hand.

Bai Song's grappling skills have been tested in many actual battles, and he often competes with "masters from all walks of life". He really doesn't take this kind of gangster seriously.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Hui Mao's hand was bent by Bai Song, and he immediately followed Bai Song's direction and half-knelt in the air. If Bai Song hadn't been holding him up, he would have been kneeling on the ground.

Huang Mao wanted to come up to help, but Bai Song raised his knees. Huang Mao immediately stopped and did not dare to go up.

"Brother, I was wrong, it hurts..."

Bai Song waved his hand and pushed Gray Feo aside.

Bai Song also didn't expect that this gray-haired gangster actually had the courage. Bai Song pushed him away, but instead of retreating, he advanced, quite like a street fight, and suddenly came around. Bai Song's reaction was a little slow, and he was suddenly caught in the sleeveless undershirt.

This kind of sweatshirt worn inside in summer is made of pure cotton. It costs more than ten yuan a piece and can be torn by an adult man. Bai Song pulled back and the clothes were torn.

This image can be completely ruined. The lower body is leather shoes and trousers, and the upper body is semi-shirtless.

Without stopping, Bai Song took off the torn clothes from his body, then stepped forward to grab the man, locked him with his back, and then tied him up with his clothes.

The actions of these few seconds scared Huang Mao out of his wits. He couldn't run or get up.

"Brother, please be merciful. I'll pay for the food right now." Huang Mao held it in for a long time, but he felt a bit loyal. No one ran away. He looked at Bai Song and said, "I'll pay for the clothes, too."

Bai Song didn't let go, and gave Huang Mao a look. Huang Mao took out a wallet from his trouser pocket, searched for a long time and found more than eighty yuan, and said with a sad face: "That's all I have."

"Does he have money? How much did you eat?" Bai Song asked.

The waitress did the math and found that the two of them ate a total of 100 yuan. They ordered four or five dishes. They really ate a lot. In the end, they charged more than 80 yuan. Both Huang Mao and Gray Mao apologized. Forget it.

Originally, eating the King's meal was a public security case and violated Article 26, paragraph 3, of the "Public Security Management Punishment Law", not to mention behaviors such as pushing and shoving. Bai Song had no intention of letting these two people go, even if they were mediated, You have to take this back and ask about it.

At this point, there was no need for Bai Song to care about this trivial matter. It was just out of the intuition of a qualified investigator that Bai Song wanted to know more about Dabei Food Market. This was the informant who came to his door.

Bai Song didn't bother to ask for the money for the undershirt, so he just hung the gray hair here to dry and walked towards the car.

As soon as Huang Mao saw Bai Song leaving, he immediately went forward to untie Gray Mao's tied undershirt. He tried his best for a long time, but he still couldn't find how to untie the undershirt. He screamed in pain, but he didn't untie it.

At this moment, Bai Song straightened his uniform out of the car and put it on. He couldn't be shirtless, right?

Bai Song carefully put on the brand new uniform without any wrinkles. When he came back here, Huang Mao was still undressing Gray Mao.

"Don't worry, come with me." Bai Song patted Huang Mao's shoulder.

In the midsummer sunshine, the three medals of merit shine brightly.