Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 402: You are a second-generation rich man, why are you playing with your life? (Please give me a monthly ticket.)
Late at night, after eleven o'clock.

Yonghe City, Nanjiao Riverside Avenue.

This place is quite far from the city. There is a newly built building on the right and a tributary of the river on the left.

Luo Rui and his group of four drove two off-road vehicles and slowly moved forward under the dim street lights.

Fang Yonghui was driving, Luo Rui was sitting in the passenger seat, and Qiao Xue and Sun Zhihao were following in the car behind.

There is no need to deliberately look for the specific location where these rich second-generations gather, because from time to time a sports car, with a modified engine roiling, will whiz past their cars with a deafening sound. Even if you can no longer see the car going away in front, you can still hear the "buzzing" sound vibrating the eardrums.

Seeing this, Fang Yonghui couldn't help but step on the accelerator and smacked his lips and said, "Luo Da, did you see that the car that just passed by was a Maybach? It's so cool! My biggest wish in this life is to drive a luxury car like this once."

Luo Rui was typing a text message on his phone without even looking up: "This is not easy. When you are on vacation, come to my place and I will let you have fun."

Fang Yonghui was surprised, twisted his hips, and turned his body slightly towards him: "Really?"

"It's fake." Luo Rui glanced at him and said, "I'll tell you after I retire."

Fang Yonghui curled his lips and said, "How long will that take? Luo Da, if you retire in the future, don't you want to enjoy yourself to the fullest?"

"I'm not enjoying myself at all." Luo Rui put away his phone and sighed, "I've been working on cases day and night. It's a blessing from the Buddha that I can retire in good health."

As the two were talking, they heard a "buzzing" sound in their ears again. A red Phantom sped past their car, and it seemed to be going at a speed of at least 180 miles per hour.

Fang Yonghui leaned over to look, but only saw the model of the car, not even the license plate number: "Luo Da, it's a Ferrari."

A red light suddenly came on two hundred meters ahead. An electric tricycle was waiting on the right side to cross the street. The rider was a middle-aged woman wearing a plush hat, and there was a child squatting on the back seat. They looked like a mother and son who were setting up a stall late at night to make a living.

Seeing that the Ferrari was about to hit the electric three-wheeler, the owner did not even turn the steering wheel, but accelerated and rushed forward.

The woman on the electric tricycle was startled when she saw a shadow whizzing past the front of her car and almost hitting it.

The woman stood in the car in a daze, then quickly looked at the child squatting in the car and reached out to hug the child.

The red Ferrari ran through the red light and the carport popped open. A woman stood up from her seat, stretched out her hands, swayed left and right, and seemed to be cheering loudly.

Seeing this, Fang Yonghui slapped the steering wheel and gritted his teeth: "These idiots are going to kill people!"

As he spoke, Fang Yonghui quickly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing. He quickly opened the door and ran down to comfort the mother and son.

Luo Rui sat in the passenger seat without moving. He took out his cell phone again and called Li Xu.

After Fang Yonghui got back in the car, he heard Luo Rui talking on the phone: "Yes, it would be best if the police station, traffic police, special police and drug enforcement work together. The four departments should work together. Oh, and bring the police dog along, too.

From what I have seen, these people are very arrogant, and it must be related to drugs. Something will definitely happen tonight. Li Zhi, we are police officers, and our responsibility is to ensure the safety of people's property. If we can't even do this, what are we for?
That’s right, Xu Feng must be arrested, but these second-generation rich are not good people either. If they are not educated, someone might get killed someday…”

When Fang Yonghui heard him say this, he blinked. It seemed that there would be something interesting to watch tonight.

The four of them had originally planned to bring back a person related to the case named Xu Feng. But now the problem has become serious, and Luo Rui is ready to kill them all.

There is little traffic late at night, and since we are far away from the city, there are low houses on the right side, no longer newly built high-rise buildings.

These luxury car owners are not stupid. They dare not do anything rash in the city and specifically go to places with less traffic to race.

As Fang Yonghui drove forward, more and more luxury cars passed by their car, and some car owners saw their dirty SUV and looked at it with disdain; what's more, one car owner even lowered the window and gave Fang Yonghui a middle finger, which was very provocative.

Fang Yonghui was so angry that he wanted to drag these bastards down, handcuff them, and send them all to the detention room.

He was lucky, but Sun Zhihao was unlucky because Qiao Xue was sitting in the passenger seat.

Qiao Xue had a neat ponytail, a delicate face, a high nose bridge, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, which caused the passing luxury cars to honk their horns wildly.

Sun Zhihao cursed repeatedly: "Who are these people? Sister Qiao, can you close the car window? It's a bit cold."

Qiao Xue glanced at him indifferently, "Are you cold? Don't you just think I'm causing you trouble?"

Immediately afterwards, an Aston Martin overtook from behind.

A young man wearing a hip-hop hat was holding the steering wheel, swaying left and right, with the engine and the music in the car blaring loudly.

The car owner glanced to the side and suddenly saw Qiao Xue. His eyes widened, he slowed down the car, and put his thumb and index finger in his mouth.

"Shhh..." He blew a loud whistle.

"Hey, beauty...beauty!"

Qiao Xue sighed slightly, without even looking at the man, she stretched her hand out of the car window and gave him the middle finger.

The car owner whistled again. Seeing Qiao Xue insulting him, he became even more excited: "Oh my god, hot temper, I like you, beautiful girl, what's your phone number? How about changing cars? What do you think of my car?"

Qiao Xue shook her head and reached out to raise the car window.

Seeing this, the owner of the Aston Martin was unwilling to give in. He did not drive away immediately, but drove side by side with Sun Zhihao's SUV. The meaning was obvious: he was trying to show off his capital.

Sun Zhihao sighed as he drove: "Sister Qiao, can I ask you something?"

Qiao Xue nodded slightly in response.

Sun Zhihao looked outside the car and saw that the Aston Martin was almost brushing against his own car. If it weren't for his identity as a policeman, he really wanted to pull this guy down and give him a good beating.

He retracted his gaze and smacked his lips: "Sister Qiao, do you have a boyfriend?"

Qiao Xue frowned and looked at him sideways.

Sun Zhihao smiled and said, "How about I call my brother-in-law and ask him to deal with this guy?"

"Just drive your car carefully!" Qiao Xue glared at him.

She saw that the walkie-talkie on the control panel was on. Earlier on the way, Sun Zhihao and Fang Yonghui had been talking on the phone and the walkie-talkie had never been turned off.

At this moment, Qiao Xue could still hear Fang Yonghui cursing while driving.
She bit her lip and said in a clear voice: "I don't have a boyfriend yet..."

The conversation was interrupted for more than ten seconds before Qiao Xue picked up the topic again, answering the previous question.

When Sun Zhihao heard this, his eyes suddenly froze, the steering wheel he was holding with both hands shook, and he felt even more nervous.

He swallowed his saliva and his face turned red. We are all criminal police, and the ability to read people's expressions is our specialty.

Sun Zhihao took a quick glance out of the corner of his eye and saw that Qiao Xue had an embarrassed expression and her head was lowered. Her peach blossom eyes looked a little blurry and misty.

He opened his mouth several times, and finally mustered up the courage and said with determination: "Actually...actually I don't have a girlfriend either..."

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Xue suddenly raised her head and glared at him: "You don't think I'm attracted to you, do you?"

"Ah?" Isn't it? Sun Zhihao's heart was beating fast. Isn't your expression like a young girl in love?

Qiao Xue continued, "Can you please stop thinking about other things while you're working?"

"Oh, okay, okay." Cold sweat broke out on Sun Zhihao's back.

At this time, a burst of "hahaha" laughter came from the walkie-talkie. Fang Yonghui was originally scolding the owner of the luxury car, but when he heard their conversation, his mood suddenly improved.

"Xiao Sun, I didn't expect that. Are you a toad who wants to eat Sister Qiao?"

Sun Zhihao didn't expect the intercom was on, and his face blushed until blood dripped out: "Brother Hui, I was just joking with Sister Qiao, please don't talk nonsense."

"You must be kidding. You confessed your love to us. Did you think we didn't hear it? I tell you, our Luo Da heard it, didn't we, Luo Da?"

"Yes, I heard it. Xiao Sun is very courageous. Keep up the good work."

Sun Zhihao's expression froze, and he wanted to reach out and turn off the walkie-talkie, but he didn't dare to.

On the other hand, Qiao Xue pursed her lips tightly and her eyes were wandering.

Sun Zhihao had to excuse himself, and the best way was to change the subject, so he immediately said: "Don't just talk about me, who in our attack class is not single, Captain Cai, Lin Chen, Chu Yang and you Fang Yonghui are all single, right? Oh, and there is also Sister Qiao.

Only our Director Luo has a girlfriend. I heard from Lin Chen that Director Luo’s girlfriend is very, very beautiful, as beautiful as a star.”

Fang Yonghui's voice came: "More than that, even celebrities are not as pretty as our sister Wanqiu. You have never seen her. When you see her, you will understand what beauty is like a fairy.

Have you seen "If You Were Me"? If you imagine the face of the heroine in the movie, you will know what our Luo's girlfriend looks like."

"Is it true?" Sun Zhihao was surprised. He had actually seen this movie and was attracted by Son Ye-jin's beauty at that time, especially her smiling eyes and the scene where she was running in the rain. How could there be such a beautiful person?

Fang Yonghui replied: "If you don't believe me, ask Luo Da."

Of course Sun Zhihao didn't dare to ask, he just exclaimed, which was tantamount to flattering Luo Rui.

However, Qiao Xue couldn't help but ask, "Director Luo, is it true?"

When she said this, she was shocked herself. Her ears felt hot and she quickly turned her eyes to the outside of the car.

Sun Zhihao immediately stopped flattering and Fang Yonghui stopped talking too. For a moment, the car was silent.

After a while, Luo Rui's voice came from the intercom: "Well, after this case is over, she and I will get engaged. I'll treat you to a drink then."

Fang Yonghui then cheered: "Oh my god, Luo Dazhen has walked ahead of us! I have to give him a big red envelope. I have to call others to tell them. This is great news."

Sun Zhihao honked the horn twice to congratulate him: "Director Luo, can I be your best man at your wedding?"

Fang Yonghui cursed, "Get lost, is it your turn? Chu Yang and I have already reserved it, you can be the flower girl."

"Uh..." Sun Zhihao was annoyed and ready to argue.

Qiao Xue's face was tense and she said "Oh" with misty eyes.

The sound was drowned out by the noise of Sun Zhihao and Fang Yonghui, and no one could hear it.

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Twenty minutes later, Fang Yonghui was still joking with Sun Zhihao when Luo Rui suddenly interrupted him: "Stop arguing, we've arrived." Fang Yonghui looked up and saw that the road ahead was empty. This place was far away from the city and there were very few vehicles on the street.

He turned his gaze and suddenly saw that the broken bridge extending from Binjiang Avenue 300 meters to the left was full of luxury cars, and there were no less than a hundred people gathered on the bridge.

This broken bridge is called the Third Bridge. It was originally planned to be built, but later the Third Bridge was planned to be moved forward, so only more than 200 meters were built and then the construction was stopped.

There are a total of five huge piers supporting six lanes.

At this time, the deafening sound of engines and the noisy cheers of people could be heard from afar.

Fang Yonghui parked the car at the bridge entrance and turned to look at Luo Rui: "Luo Da, what should we do now? Should we go directly over, or wait for support to arrive before taking action?"

Luo Rui raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. It was almost midnight, and a row of luxury cars on the bridge pier were already in place, ready to start at any time.

So Luo Rui picked up the intercom on the control panel and ordered, "Let's go directly over and arrest Xu Feng if we see him. The traffic police will handle the others."

"Yes!" Qiao Xue in the car behind replied.

Immediately, two off-road vehicles, one black and one white, started up quickly, turned around at the traffic light ahead, drove back about a hundred meters, and headed towards the broken bridge on the right.

As soon as we drove onto the bridge, the car owners who were gathered around the luxury cars immediately came over.

Some of them knew Luo Rui's car, including the rich young man wearing a hip-hop hat. He stood in the middle of the road, bent down, blew a loud whistle, then stood up and said to his companions around him: "Friends, these two cars are here to cause trouble."

"Looking for trouble?" A tall, thin man with a shaved head and a big gold chain on his chest jumped down from the hood of a Lamborghini and said with a smile, "Who dares to cause trouble to you?"

"Let me tell you, there was a pretty girl in that black car. She was really hot. When I passed by their car, I flirted with her. I guess her boyfriend was not happy with it."

"Damn it, I can drown him with just one spit. Isn't this asking for trouble?"

As he spoke, the man with a crew cut walked around to the back of the Lamborghini, opened the door, took out a golf club from inside, held it in his hand, and swung it vigorously in the air.

Seeing him like this, the other rich young men also took out their weapons and prepared to have some fun before running.

On both sides of the bridge stood beautiful women in scantily clad clothes, all of whom were brought by these rich young men. When they saw that they were about to start fighting, they shouted excitedly and screamed.

Seeing the beauty shouting excitedly, the man with the crew cut and the man in the hip-hop hat decided not to lose momentum, so they took the lead and stood side by side in front of the car.

The man with a crew cut held the golf club across his shoulder, with his hands on both ends of the club, looking very nonchalant.

The man in the hip-hop hat put his left hand in his pocket, leaned his left leg sideways, and held a baseball bat in his right hand, with the end of the bat touching the ground and tapping the concrete floor lightly.

Fang Yonghui in the car was so angry when he saw their behavior: "A bunch of borers!"

Luo Rui raised his face nonchalantly and ordered: "Drive sideways!"

"Okay."

Still fifty meters away from the group of men with crew cuts, Fang Yonghui suddenly turned the steering wheel.

"Hey, you want to run?" The man with the crew cut saw the black SUV preparing to turn around and said to his companion with a smile, "Can you outrun us?"

As he said this, he was about to get into the car and drive his own Lamborghini to catch up.

But within a few seconds, his expression froze.

The black SUV had no intention of escaping, but just stopped across the road.

At the same time, the white off-road vehicle following behind also turned the car sideways, parked it next to the black off-road vehicle, and drove forward a short distance. In other words, the entire broken bridge was blocked by these two vehicles.

People can pass, but cars can't.

“Fuck you!” The man with the crew cut slammed the car door shut, clenched the golf club in his hand, and walked forward: “You’re really here to cause trouble!”

Hip-Hop Hat shrugged. He was usually arrogant and not afraid at all: "Let's fight. It's not like we haven't fought before. Anyway, that pretty girl is in the car. I want to show her that she should choose men like us."

The crew-haired man nodded, and then said, "By the way, where's Dabang? He's pretty good at fighting, call him along too."

Just as Hip Hop Hat was about to reply, he saw the doors of the two SUVs in front of him opened, and a tall, thin, dark-skinned man jumped out of the car, followed by two men and one woman.

The guy with the crew cut felt fearless when he saw that there were only four people on the other side, even though the leader was very tall and handsome. It's not a big deal that he's handsome!
He turned around and shouted to his companions behind him: "Brothers, beat them to death in a moment! I can't stand people who pretend to be cool. They pretend even more than us. I can't let go of this anger unless I break their legs."

Nearly a hundred people behind him burst into a deafening noise. Some rich young men stood by the car, pressing the horn on the steering wheel, some roared their engines, and those riding expensive motorcycles twisted the handlebars quickly, and black smoke continued to come out of the dual exhaust pipes at the rear of the car.

Luo Rui walked towards them, picking his ears as he felt it was too noisy.

Qiao Xue, Fang Yonghui and Sun Zhihao followed behind him, five steps apart, as if ready to arrest a suspect.

Luo Rui had an indifferent expression, blinked, walked up to these people and looked around.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at him, then looked at Qiao Xue next to him and grinned, "Girl, you look great!"

Hearing this, the crowd behind him burst into a burst of mocking noise.

Qiao Xue had an unsightly expression, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said nothing.

Seeing this, the crew-haired guy said fearlessly: "Girl, do you have a boyfriend? How about we brothers be your boyfriends..."

Before he could finish his words, Luo Rui slapped him in the face.

"Snapped……"

The attack came without any warning, leaving the man with a crew cut stunned. The honking and accelerator sounds behind him also stopped at once.

"I'm in a bad mood today and want to hit someone." Luo Rui stepped forward and stared at him: "Do you know why?"

"Fuck you..." The man with a crew cut had never suffered such a humiliation before, so he raised the golf club in his hand and wanted to start fighting.

The man in the hip-hop hat next to him also raised the baseball bat in his hand.

But at this moment, Luo Rui lifted the hem of his clothes and pulled out his gun.

His action immediately frightened everyone.

Got a gun?

The bat in the man's hand was suspended in the air, and he didn't dare to smash it down.

Luo Rui sneered and threw the gun in his hand at his feet: "You are so good, who are you from?"

The man with the crew cut hesitated and was about to reply...

"Snapped!"

Another slap hit him hard on the face. The man with the crew cut was dizzy and was filled with anger.

Luo Rui suddenly pulled the bat from his hand and slapped him again: "Are you learning blackmail? You drive a luxury car on the street, and you think you are awesome, right?"

Luo Rui's moves shocked all the luxury car owners. They always bullied others, so when had they ever been bullied by others?
They had seen guns before, but the ferocious look of the other party and the fact that he carried this thing with him made it obvious that he came from nowhere and must be either a bandit or a policeman, which shocked them immediately.

Having money is one thing, but when you meet someone who doesn't care about his life, you have to be timid. You have no choice but to be timid.

When has the guy with a crew cut ever been treated like this? It's one thing if others are treated like this, but he was the first to get hurt, and he was the one to blame. He also had so many of his bad friends watching the show. How can he survive in the future?

You know, these rich young men are all shrewd people. Although they are playing together now, they will be partners in business when they grow up. If he loses face, he will be the target of public criticism. Who will be able to play with him?

"Snapped!"

While he was thinking about it, Luo Rui slapped him in the face again and pushed him hard with his big hand: "Don't block the way, I'm not here to see you."

"Damn it! I'm going to fight him!"

The man with a crew cut blocked Luo Rui's hand like a volcano erupting, and bent down quickly to pick up the gun on the ground.

"I'm going to kill you!" He held the gun without hesitation, pulled the safety bolt, and pointed the gun at Luo Rui.

Seeing this scene, the rich young men around were terrified. They had done a lot of chicken and dog fighting, but they didn't have the courage to kill people or set fire.

Seeing the crew-haired man going crazy, these people quickly moved away, fearing that someone would be killed.

At this time, Fang Yonghui, Sun Zhihao and Qiao Xue also drew their guns, pulled the safety pins, and pointed their guns at the man with a crew cut.

"Police, put down your guns!"

"lay down!"

"Don't get excited, put the gun down quickly." Qiao Xue glanced at Luo Rui, then quickly stood in front of him.

Luo Rui had no expression and gently pushed her away.

When they heard the word "police", everyone around was shocked.

The guy in the hip-hop hat threw the baseball bat in his hand and quickly hid in the crowd, leaving the guy with the crew cut to face it alone.

The man with the crew cut swallowed his saliva, his hands were shaking, and he took two steps back, his heels hitting the front of his luxury car. He had no way to retreat.

Luo Rui took a few steps forward and said coldly: "Insulting the police, attacking the police, and stealing the gun, you are going to spend the rest of your life in jail."

"Fuck you, you're playing tricks on me, you're slandering me, I'm going to find a lawyer to sue you..."

"So many people saw what happened right before your eyes, and you still dare to quibble?" Luo Rui said calmly, smiling, "Don't worry, there are a lot of people who helped me write the report. If I don't let you go to jail for decades, I will take your last name."

"Fuck! I'll die with you!" The man with the crew cut gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger without hesitation...

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