Bai Song and his friends are patrol police. Patrol police not only patrol, but also handle police situations when they arise. The difference between them and public security police is that they do not investigate cases.
After briefly understanding the situation, Bai Song also knew how to deal with this kind of thing. The scene must not be left alone and the case must be taken back to the police station.
As a qualified police officer, you must have this ability to distinguish when handling police situations. If a dispute can be resolved on the spot, then do not bring it back to the police station, otherwise the police station will be too busy; but if it is determined that it cannot be resolved on the spot, then bring it back immediately and don't waste time here.
The police officers in the police station are like this. It seems simple, but they are all experienced people with good social psychology. They may not have strong professional skills, but they are very capable in handling miscellaneous matters.
Wang Di and the police officer who handled the case obviously did not have enough experience. They chatted at the scene for more than ten minutes and planned to continue handling the case here, which attracted a lot of onlookers.
Generally speaking, people here don't like to join in the fun, but the Ferrari is indeed conspicuous, so later on the two sides started arguing, the police were mediating, and the traffic police were maintaining order.
Bai Song saw that they were handling a police case and it was not appropriate for him to go over and say more, so he stopped the onlookers from leaving. Seeing that something was not right, he gave Wang Di a look, indicating that they should take the person back to the police station.
The look of "take him away and go back to the unit" was very simple. Even someone with Wang Liang's comprehension ability could easily understand it, but not Wang Di. He and Bai Song had no tacit understanding at all.
But Wang Di was not stupid, he could tell that Bai Song meant "go", so he pointed at himself and then pointed in a direction, meaning "Then I go?"
Bai Song stroked his forehead, knowing that he couldn't communicate through eye contact, so he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Wang Di. Fortunately, he had added Wang Di on WeChat before.
Wang Di glanced at his phone and finally understood what he meant. He leaned over to another policeman's ear and said, "If not, just take them back." Seeing this, the policeman knew that this was the only way. He came over and said hello to Bai Song, "Can you help me? Let the owner of the red car go back with your car. I'll take this couple back, otherwise they'll fight again on the road."
"Okay, no problem," Bai Song nodded.
These two groups of people cooperated with the police and got into the police cars one after another.
On the way, Bai Song talked to the Ferrari owner to help solve the problem: "I've just listened to you for a long time. Don't get too excited about your way of solving the problem. The owner is with a girl, so he will definitely not lose face. Let me take the woman to another room later. Don't be anxious. Keep your mouth shut. Then we can help you talk about it. You..."
"You don't have to say anything," the young car owner interrupted Bai Song rudely, "He just wants money, he's a poor bastard, he's just pretending. I'll ask a friend to send some money over, you don't have to worry about it."
Seeing the car owner's state, Liu Lifeng wanted to say something to persuade him, but Bai Song waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to say anything.
According to Bai Song's experience, this car owner will definitely pay the price. There is really nothing to say about this kind of person who doesn't listen to advice.
On the way, the two sides chatted for a few words. The Ferrari owner asked Bai Song which police station he would go to. After getting the answer, there was no further conversation.
When they returned to the police station, the Porsche owner and his female companion were already in the lobby. Bai Song brought the Ferrari owner to the lobby and signaled to separate the two people, especially the woman. As a result, the Porsche owner started to speak rudely. To put it simply, he was not cursing, but he was the kind of person who was not willing to give in. Seeing this, Bai Song knew it would be difficult to make peace.
These people are still too young...
When the Ferrari owner saw this, he wanted to go up and slap the Porsche owner without saying a word, but of course he was stopped.
Bai Song was a little unhappy. This Ferrari owner was really ignorant. This kind of thing would only intensify the conflict. Is he brainless? If he did this, it would be difficult for the police to help him.
It's not that the police are unwilling to deal with it. It's really not easy to detain people in such cases. After a long time, there is a high probability that the case will be mediated. This is the experience of the police station. After a fight between rich people, no matter how fierce the quarrel is, it will be mediated in the end. It's nothing more than a matter of how much money is involved.
And this Ferrari owner is still unaware of the current situation at this time, it is really...
At this moment, Bai Song suddenly heard the roar of a car. He looked out the window and saw another red Ferrari, but he didn't recognize the model. However, judging from the roar, the number of cylinders might be more than 488.
The car stopped directly in front of the police station. This is a no-parking zone, but the owner may not have this concept in his eyes. He simply opened the door and got out of the car, then opened the front trunk and took out a metal box from it.
The car owner was also a young man. After he came in, he handed the box to the person in the room and said, "Brother Fan, I'll wait for you at the door."
After saying that, he turned around and left, and got directly into the passenger seat of the car at the door. Both doors were still open high, looking extremely arrogant.
The Ferrari owner who beat the man nodded, then slowly picked up the box, placed it on the desk at the front desk of the police station, turned the password, and opened the box directly.
Before the box was opened, everyone thought there was money in it and they were mentally prepared, but after the box was opened, everyone still felt the pressure.
A finely crafted safe filled with money, four vertical and three horizontal rows, full of hundred-dollar bills.
The Ferrari owner opened the box, measured it casually, then took out a stack, determined the thickness, calculated a few seconds, closed the box, turned around, and said to the Porsche owner: "This is 600,000. You have two choices. Either take the money and get out of here now, or we stay here. Let's see whether I will be detained or fined in the end."
Not only was the Porsche owner confused, but even the female companion next to him was confused.
This Porsche 718 is not brand new, and it may not be worth 600,000 yuan now.
The once arrogant Porsche owner has collapsed. He doesn't have the courage to say anything else. He can't even utter a tough word. He is in a state of "completely lack of strength".
"Brother Ben, how about... forget it..." The female companion of Porsche supported the car owner's arm and advised: "It is better to resolve the feud than to create it..."
As she spoke, she frequently glanced at the Ferrari owner, and her meaning was very clear: as long as the Ferrari owner gave her a look, she would immediately throw herself into his arms.
It was obvious that the Ferrari owner had no interest in her at all. The reason why he did not choose to talk to the owner alone was to make this woman who had just been talking too much nonsense give in.
This woman just now did a lot of provocations, which made him very unhappy.
“Forget it…” The Porsche owner struggled for less than two seconds after his female companion gave him a way out. He nodded and said, “Let’s just forget it this time. I’ll sign and mediate.”
Seeing this scene, not only the police, but even the people who were doing business at the police station were dumbfounded. One slap, 600,000?
Can you hit me? Please!
The Ferrari owner had a blank expression on his face and didn't say another word. He just turned and left.
"Hey, wait, sign the mediation agreement," Bai Song was the one who reacted the fastest and said quickly.
Except for Bai Song, everyone else was still a little dazed and in a state of doubt about the world.
“No, no,” the Porsche owner hurriedly took a few steps forward, opened the box, quickly confirmed that it was real money, and turned to the police and said, “I’ll call the police right now, no need for mediation…”
…
Not long after, the roar of the Ferrari outside was heard and the car sped away.
Then, the Porsche owner's voice came from outside the door: "I got this money in exchange for being beaten. Why should you take half of it..."
…
The handling of this police situation caught Bai Song by surprise, and it did not go at all as he had expected.
Bai Song has dealt with many police cases and they were basically all conducted according to logic. This one was completely illogical. He originally thought that the Ferrari owner would pay the price for his impulsiveness, but this so-called price might just be a joke to him.
"I also want to be slapped..." Wang Di muttered softly.
Wang Di's voice was not loud, and the people talking in the distance could not hear it, but everyone heard it.
As police officers and reserve police officers of the Republic, everyone agreed with Wang Di's words, but others were too embarrassed to say it, such as Inspector Bai...
Capital can really make people bow their heads... Bai Song originally thought that thirty or twenty thousand yuan would be enough. As long as he had a good attitude and admitted his mistakes, the Porsche owner would generally offer one hundred thousand yuan, and then negotiate it down to thirty or twenty thousand yuan.
But in fact, if the Ferrari owner really offered 100,000 yuan like he did just now, the Porsche owner would not agree immediately, because it would be too embarrassing. He would definitely say something and finally agree.
However, an amount like 600,000 completely destroyed the Porsche owner's values, and he gave in.
This may be the happiness that Ferrari owners want...
Bai Song analyzed for a while and came to the above conclusions.
This police incident made the five police officers feel exhausted.
It's really a feeling of being powerless. Simply put, I don't know the meaning of my work and I'm confused.
"Let's go, and continue patrolling." Bai Song was a man who had experienced many ups and downs. He had handled a 26 billion yuan case and had seen hundreds of millions of yuan in cash. After figuring out what was going on, he accepted it and said, "Just do what you need to do."
Upon hearing this, Liu Lifeng and Yang Lu immediately followed. At this moment, their "foundation in Taoism was unstable" and they urgently needed to go out with Bai Song for a walk and chat in the car to "stabilize their Taoism."
After getting in the car, Bai Song calmed down completely. He found it interesting to see the two excited, confused and agitated juniors and juniors. Liu Lifeng was originally a calm and quiet boy, and Yang Lu was a girl from a decent family with more confidence. Now they both tend to be talkative.
Moreover, they both wanted to share this matter with their classmates as soon as possible.
"Don't get excited," Bai Song said, "If you want to send it out, I suggest you wait for an hour, otherwise you will regret it."
"Ah, senior brother, why?" Yang Lu asked.
"When you encounter something very exciting, no matter what it is, when you are unable to calm down, the things you post will definitely be exaggerated, and it is actually difficult for others to have such a strong sense of substitution. In this case, when you look at the content you posted a few days later, it will be a bit embarrassing." Bai Song explained.
"Brother, I see you are very calm!" Yang Lu somewhat understood what Bai Song meant: "Have you ever encountered something similar?"
"No, I was excited just now too, but maybe because I've been through some other things, I feel better after all. What Wang Di said just now is actually right. If it was 600,000, I wouldn't even scream when I was pinned to the ground and beaten for several minutes." Bai Song said with a smile.
"Haha, I thought you didn't care, senior brother." After Bai Song said this, Yang Lu felt that this senior brother was quite sincere.
"There's really no comparison. To them, 600,000 yuan is just a few dollars. When they buy a car, they may only consider the style rather than the price," Bai Song said. "I used to meet someone and we are still on good terms. He is also a wealthy man. He is still taking photos abroad and driving a multi-million dollar off-road RV. One camera costs six figures."
"That's right, rich people are really different." Yang Lu had also met some rich people. After she finished talking to Bai Song, she calmed down a lot. "Brother, I think what you said makes sense. When you are too excited, it is not appropriate to share your emotions immediately. If I had posted it in the group just now, I would probably have said it very excitedly. Now it feels much better."
"Yes, others cannot understand your feelings. There is no true empathy in this world," said Bai Song. He found that his junior brothers and sisters were just good and had a strong ability to understand. With such people, he was never stingy in sharing his years of insights.
"Yeah," Yang Lu nodded, "But, Senior Brother, what you said is not entirely right."
"What do you mean?" Bai Song asked curiously.
“For example…” Yang Lu “hmmed” for a few seconds, “They all say that human joys and sorrows are not the same, I don’t think that’s entirely true… For example… like this, you say… Senior Brother, don’t mind me, I just mean if… if, you take a toothpick, and then insert it into the big toe of your right foot, insert it a little bit, fix it, and then, kick it hard against the wall…”
Liu Lifeng, who was originally calm, frowned immediately after hearing this. In less than a second, he stared at Yang Lu tightly, thinking, is this a devil...
Bai Song was driving and almost stepped on the brakes. He endured the discomfort and turned to look at Yang Lu, wondering if all the junior sisters nowadays are so cruel?
"Junior sister, what is your major?" Bai Song asked.
"Investigation," Yang Lu said, "We are all majoring in investigation, but I took forensic medicine..."
"Oh..." Bai Song still felt discomfort in his right foot: "You can be a good policeman, I believe..."
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