Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 783 On-site handling

Huang said, "Stop it, everyone. Or do you want to keep fighting? I'll watch for a while. Tell me your reasons. Do you think veiled insults will solve anything?"

The woman said, "We were eating here, having a nice meal, when they started making a fuss over there, throwing plates and bowls. Some of the broken pieces even broke my husband's eye. Look, police, look! He's bleeding, and we can't even say anything? But before we could say anything, they got really aggressive."

She grabbed a man, took his hand off his eyes, and showed it to Director Huang. There was a cut less than a centimeter long above the corner of his right eye. It had stopped bleeding, but it was still bleeding, with bloodstains on his face and clothes.

The woman said, "I just asked him what to do, and he immediately attacked me. How can he bully people like that? Who does he think he is afraid of? People like that should be shot. What's the point of living if someone who's an adult is in jail?"

The burly man charged at him again: "No, what did you say? Are you tired of living?"

Huang shoved him: "Aren't you listening? You can't even complain about hitting people and smashing up shops?"

The burly man, neck stiff, demanded, "Who hit someone? Who smashed things up? Who wrecked the shop?" A strong smell of alcohol wafted over. Director Huang frowned, pointing at the woman behind him and asking, "Come on, you tell me. What happened?"

The woman held onto the big man's arm the whole time, saying, "We were eating here, and I might have raised my voice a little when I spoke to them. They came over and started cursing and swearing. We're all out paying for this, so who cares about that? We just pushed and shoved each other a few times, but we didn't hit them."

Huang asked, "How did he get the injury to his eye?"

The woman glanced at it and said, "How would we know? Who knows how he did it?"

The woman opposite her pointed at her and yelled, "You're talking nonsense! You're like a woman who gave birth without an anus, blatantly blind! Dare to tell the truth? Why don't you say anything about your boyfriend smashing plates and breaking beer bottles?"

Huang asked, "Was it dropped? Was it smashed?"

The tables and chairs were knocked over and scattered, and the scene was a mess of cups and plates, making it impossible to tell what had happened. There were no surveillance cameras at this time, so everything had to be done through questioning and guessing. This shows that being a policeman in this era was really tough; even a small case required many times more effort than in later generations.

The woman said, "Why are you smashing things? Why are you breaking plates? You opened a beer bottle and it exploded by itself, why are you blaming us? Let's go find a restaurant."

The restaurant owner said, "How dare you talk like that? My staff saw you smash things, and you dare to do it but not admit it? What's with trying to pin it on me? Do you think I'm easy to bully? I'm running a business outside, I don't need to be treated like you, understand? In the past, I would have killed you long ago."

The burly man got excited again and charged at the boss, yelling, "Who are you going to kill? Come on, kill me instead!"

Huang reached out and grabbed the big man, saying to Xiao Wei, "Take that group of people back with you. They're all drunk and confused. Let them sober up before questioning them."

Xiao Wei nodded and asked the injured man, "Do you need to go to the hospital? Boss, which of your employees saw him smashing things? Could you get a statement?"

The woman whispered to the injured man, and the shop owner replied, "Sure, of course we have to go. My place is a jigsaw puzzle; we need to get some kind of explanation, right?"

The woman said, "We'll make them pay, and then we'll go to the hospital ourselves. What's the point of going now? Who's going to pay?"

The big man said, "I'll pay you back, you son of a bitch! Pay back what?!"

Xiao Wei said to a police officer, "Call back and ask for another car." He walked over to the two men sitting to one side, their heads bleeding, and asked, "How serious is it? Can they still speak?"

One of the men nodded and said, "I got hit by a bottle."

Xiao Wei said to Huang, "Let's take them to the hospital first, get them checked out, and then go back to make a statement."

Huang said, "Okay, we'll take these guys, and have Xiao Wang accompany them to the hospital. Have you called a car yet?"

Xiao Wei said, "I've called. You guys wait here, okay? The car will be here soon to take you to the hospital." The group agreed, and Xiao Wei went back to help Director Huang take care of the drunkards.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, you hear me?" The big man pushed Huang's hand away and took a step back.

Huang reached out and grabbed his collar: "Song Laosan, you've got guts now, haven't you? Your temper's gotten hotter, huh? Come on, hit me too, you dare?"

Xiao Wei said to Song Laosan and the others, "Are you all drunk? Can you even understand what I'm saying? Let's go to the police station."

As they tore and pushed each other, the group of people left the restaurant and came to the roadside.

These men also drove a Santana. Huang asked one of the men with Song Laosan, "Can you still drive? Sure? Are you sure? Okay, you drive them both, and Song Laosan will ride in our car. The police station should be able to find us, right?"

Old Song suddenly yanked Huang's hand away: "What police station? You think we can just go like that? I'm eating, what would I do at the police station?"

Xiao Liu drove up in the police station's car, parked next to Song Laosan's Santana, got out, and asked, "It's pretty heavy, what's wrong?"

Xiao Wei said, "A fight broke out. Several people are injured over there, and these guys are drunk. You and Xiao Wang should take them to the hospital first. Huang and I will take these guys back."

Xiao Liu nodded, glanced at Song Laosan, and beckoned the men and women to get in the car. There wasn't enough room in the car, so he let the injured man get in, and then accompanied another person. The remaining two were told to take a taxi directly to the police station.

The injured were getting into the car and being arranged, when Song Laosan started arguing again.

He wouldn't get in the car, wouldn't go to the police station, and just lay down on the ground and started acting like a liar.

A large crowd of onlookers gathered around, laughing and joking as they joined in the commotion.

"I'm not going! What would I do there? Don't touch me, you hear me? Let go. What's wrong with the police station? Does the police station bully people? What did I do wrong?" Old Song lay on the ground, struggling to get up. Chief Huang bent over and grabbed Old Song's shirt: "Get up, you hear me? Old Song, are you even a man? You're good at fighting, but now you're just acting like a bear?"

Don't let Huang's tall and strong appearance fool you; he's never been in good health. His family is struggling financially, with children in school, elderly relatives who are ill, and two younger brothers who don't have stable jobs. He usually sends all his salary to his family, and he rarely goes to the hospital for his own health problems. In addition, he's not getting enough nutrition, so he's a bit weak. He was sweating and panting after just a few stretches.

"Yeah, I'm not going. What's so great about the police station?" A bald man chewed on a toothpick and acted tough in the crowd.

"Good job, third brother! Fight them! So what if they're cops? Take them down!"

"Third brother, get up and beat them up. After you're done, I'll treat you to drinks."

"Hahahaha." The onlookers started making sarcastic noises.

(End of this chapter)