C271 The police are helpless

Deputy Director was very angry when he saw that Yue Yang had moved his spear: "Don't take out your spear, taking out your spear is just seeking death. Didn't you see the one that died on the ground!? You think you're the only one with a gun? How do you know if there's a gun in the window above your head? We're here to solve the problem and solve the case. What are you doing with your gun?

The little policeman closed his gun and followed Deputy Director closely. Deputy Director was also very nervous.

The situation in the village was too fucking shocking. It was an exaggeration to say that corpses were strewn all over the place and blood was flowing in rivers. However, corpses were strewn all over the road.

A place that stinks like shit, and who's got to pull himself up in his pants like that.

Deputy Director looked at the entrance of the village. Several walls had collapsed, and the courtyard was charred black. The road was also charred black, and a pungent smell of gasoline permeated the air.

Deputy Director scolded in his heart, damned Old horse, how did they set a fire, you guys are really like bandits, killing people and setting a fire would do no harm! Deputy Director tried his best to adjust his emotions. When talking to the villagers, he had to stand from a village's point of view!

The villagers stood in the middle of the road, a few representatives walked out and told the Deputy Director what had happened today.

Our village was attacked by a group of bandits of unknown origins. They burned our houses and tore down our walls. They were premeditated bandits who wanted to destroy our village. Look at what they had brought with them …

When the lackeys entered the village, not only did they take out truncheons, every one of them had a big machete with them. All of them were taken by the villagers and placed in the middle of the road for Deputy Director to see.

Vice Director Zhang was clearer than anyone else in his heart. He comforted the villagers and asked, "Are you injured?"

The villagers replied, "Not bad, it's fortunate that you came early. Otherwise, our entire village would have been burned to death. Look at the wall on the street!"

Vice Director Zhang had seen it earlier, what could this mean?

The villagers asked the Public Security Bureau to punish the bad guys severely. They were just outside the village.

Vice Director Zhang frowned: "How do I explain this to the villagers?"

It was important to appease the villagers.

Through their conversation, he could hear that there wasn't much resentment in the villagers' tone. He also knew that the villagers weren't at a disadvantage; they had taken advantage of the situation.

The most injured ones were the laborers, and the most miserable ones were the hoodlums. The laborers were likely to be unable to work because of their injuries, delaying earning money, and the hoodlums could become scapegoats.

Vice Director Zhang understood the situation and ordered all the labourers outside the village to return to the construction site.

The villagers were unwilling to let them go?

The Vice Director Zhang promised, "The organizers have all been captured. Even if they came to join in the fun, it would be useless to capture them. Don't worry, the Public security organs will deal with them seriously!"

The villagers would never believe what the police said.

A village representative said: "We also hope that the Public security organs will give us justice! But we hope that we won't be like the previous times, this time we made very detailed preparations. They entered the village, and when they hit us, we took a video. If we don't get a result that we completely approve of, we will expose ourselves and let the society evaluate this matter! "

Vice Director Zhang's initially calm state of mind tensed up once he heard the video, but he was not worried. There wasn't even a signal, so even if there was a video, he wouldn't be able to send it out.

The village representative saw through his thoughts and said, "Our people have already left the village with the video and are not here. He might be going to another city. In short, the video is in his hands!"

Vice Director Zhang thought, scaring me, this village is surrounded like an iron bucket, how are your people going out? scare me, hum... He gave a fake smile and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely do things according to the law. If this matter is not directed towards anyone, then it is against the law. We will deal with it according to the legal framework. "Hmm, so it's like this. I hope that a few people in the village will take charge of this matter. Our police will also be stationed in the village. Don't worry, no one will dare to mess around with them. Look, didn't they just withdraw?"

The laborers walked back dejectedly.

Zhao Chuanqi supported the soulless Ma Manager into the jeep and was about to leave. He had come here by truck to follow Yang Gang and the others back.

Ma Manager called him to sit on the jeep.

When the group returned to the construction site, the cafeteria had already prepared a celebratory feast for them. This time, the meal was much more sumptuous than last night. Is this a celebration feast!? With so many people attacking such a small village, wasn't it a success? No one had expected to return with a crushing defeat.

This incident had caused serious mental trauma to them. In the end, they had come here to work, so how could they become accomplices, henchmen, and other people who belonged to the same village as them?

In this battle, there were more than a hundred injured people who had been hospitalized. They had all been injured by some agricultural tools, some of them by the tractor.

Old Yang and Old Zheng's burns were the worst. Their hands and back were almost cooked through. One of Old Yang's little fingers was facing amputation.

Fatty Wu was the worst, he had the most gasoline on him and was still in the Intensive Care Unit.

As for those hoodlums, a total of five of them died, one was shot dead by a gun while the rest were trampled to death.

If mixed head did not die, he might as well die. Breaking his tongue, he could forget about cursing at others in the future. One of his eyes was also crippled, and half of his nose was broken, almost to the point of disfigurement. The gun in his thigh was not light either. He would have to rely on a walking stick for the rest of his life!

This battle had been fought with such meticulous planning, yet it had still been a complete failure.

The number of casualties among the villagers was close to zero. They were all lightly injured and could be treated at the village health clinic without needing to go to the hospital.

The biggest loss was the number of walls that had been pushed down by the villagers themselves. In order to intimidate them, it was also convenient for tractors to rush out. There were also burning black walls on both sides of the street, all these were all counted on the hoodlums' heads.

The police performed an autopsy on the deceased, and the report indicated that he died from burns and other gunshot wounds. The objects of the investigation were targeted at the villagers. On the same day, a large number of armed police officers entered the village and searched every house for firearms and ammunition. Facing armed policemen armed with guns, the villagers did not resist and were happy to let them search.

It was not that the villagers were afraid of the armed police, but they did not even have to worry about finding them.

Police accused the village of having guns and cannon, villagers denied that there was no gun, the gun was theirs.

Of course the police could not believe it, they were not in the same group as him and were in an alliance. Without a gun, they knew that the villagers had no choice but to search, and when they found him, they would see how he was going to argue.

The armed police searched the entire village, but didn't find a single gun. They returned empty-handed.

Looking at the retreating armed police, the villagers were delighted. Back then, even those vicious scumbags could not find the weapon in our village. How wishful thinking!

The place where the villagers hid their weapons was a secret.

The police hit a nail and you can't say they shot the gun without finding it.

Vice Director Zhang thought of something. Didn't the villagers say they had filmed a video? If they had shot it all the way, they would have been able to get a picture of the gun being fired.

He found the villagers and, in the name of gathering evidence, asked to see the video.

The villagers happily agreed and handed them a plate.

When the Vice Director Zhang finished reading, he could not help but sigh. The war between the people was a great war, whoever fought against the people would be done for, and they could not win.

The video was from the time of the hoodlums entering the village, where a large number of cars surrounded the village and the village was completely surrounded. The video was from the time of the hoodlums entering the village, where a large number of cars surrounded the village and the village was completely surrounded, where the village was not shot.

If Vice Director Zhang didn't know about this, he would definitely berate these bandits' actions in anger.

However, he knew the truth.

He had no choice but to give the plate to the villagers. Even if he confiscated it, it would be useless. If the villagers dared to give the plate to him, he must have kept a lot of it.

Wisdom is in the people.

Vice Director Zhang was very worried about this recording. Although the people who entered the village were hoodlums, the people on the screen were all wearing police uniforms.

The gun could not be found temporarily. Who set the fire?

This is even more unclear. The villagers say no, the laborers say no. Can we set our own people on fire? What they said was very reasonable. It was impossible for laborers to burn their own people! No one could burn their own people!

The villagers said, it's hard to guarantee that none of you framed us! It sounded like what they said was reasonable!

Both sides said the same thing, and the police circled in the middle.

It was hard to find out who set the fire.

The police put the crack in the case on whose gasoline, the civilian admitted, it was they who had spilled the oil, but that was only to scare them, not to harm.

The villagers were unwilling, so they questioned the police, why did you push all the questions onto our heads? We have spilled oil, but if they didn't come to our village and cause trouble, would they die? Can we pour gas?

The reason they came to your village was not to make things difficult for you, but to cause trouble for yourselves. No one could prove that they came to hurt you, but in the end, you were wrong.

Maybe this was the personal opinion of the Vice Director Zhang, it had nothing to do with the case, but the villagers were angry, and they threatened to post online the video of the lackey turning into a policeman and attacking the village!

Vice Director Zhang was indifferent to this threat. He asked the villagers, "Does your family still have internet access?"

The villagers told Deputy Director, "Our village is not allowed to go online, but our people are already at the internet cafe. He is constantly following your report on this matter online, and according to our agreement, if you don't hold a press conference to report on this matter within a day, he will release the video to the public!"

Vice Director Zhang was a little worried, he asked a policeman beside him, was anyone coming out?

The policeman said, "No, not a soul went out of the village these two days!"

The villagers explained to him, "Our people left on the very day of the conflict. They were even leaving in a car!"

Seeing the confused faces of the police, the villagers reminded them: "You forget, ambulances can go unhindered!"

The policeman was suddenly enlightened, "How could I forget about the ambulance? I'm finished!"

Vice Director Zhang thought of a sentence. A single move, a wrong move, a full round of losses. This time, he had lost miserably.

The phone rang, and he picked it up. It was from the political committee, he roared angrily into the phone, "How do you handle this case, go online and look at how you scold us, go see for yourself, when did this problem occur? Originally, City D was already famous in the country, but now that a Party Secretary died and something like this happened, it's really embarrassing!"

The friendly, good-natured commissar scolded him for half an hour.

The thing that Vice Director Zhang was most worried about still happened!