Main Text 591 Follow Us to the Police Station

At this time, Guo Nuoyan, who was already in a bit of a panic, quickly ran towards the direction of the police who came for reinforcements.

"What's going on inside? Did you call the police?"

"Yeah, hurry up to support, our brand's queen model is surrounded by crazy fans, if you don't evacuate this group of people quickly, you will die!"

The little policeman who got out of the car first was a hot-blooded newcomer with the awareness of a policeman. After listening to the policeman's statement, he went to save the poor victim without hesitation.

As his partner, Milu, who looks like a veteran at first glance, looked at the swarming crowd in this room, turned around and returned to the police car: "pa4769, 998 Times Square Avenue needs support now, it is a gathering …yes!"

After saying this, he calmly lit a cigarette at the door.

"Tell me who's inside..."

And within a minute, the little policeman was squeezed out with scratches all over his face.

"Young man, you still have to learn." The uncle at the side looked calmly at the intersection like an expert. Just as he finished speaking, three or four reinforcement police cars drove over.

"Come on, let's get to work."

The old policeman picked up the loudspeaker in the policeman's back seat, and shouted into the J clothing store as if he was dealing with a bank robber.

"I am a police officer from the New York Police Department. Please let the people inside go out quietly one by one. Some people have called the police. There is an illegal party going on here, which seriously disrupts people's normal life."

"Reminder again, please ask the people in the store to line up and walk out of the gate one by one..."

The voice reverberating from the loudspeaker's voice changer brought the excited crowd inside back to a state of astonishment. They, the crazy girls, had their big eyes narrowed one by one.

After all, he is well-informed, has been with mariachi bands, stormed concert venues, and surrounded big-name singers, isn't he just a New York police department?

What is it?

Walk! we go out...

One by one, the rebellious girls, like defeated generals, held their heads high and walked in neat steps to the gate of j clothing.

"Line up one by one, facing the wall, behind us, Lilith goes to check if anyone is carrying a weapon..."

"There are people calling the police, saying that you illegally stormed the business store and affected the public order. Go there to register, and consciously go to the New York Police Department to report automatically..."

"As for you..." The old policeman threw the last cigarette butt on the ground, pointed at Qin Guan who came out staggeringly: "The cause of this matter, come with us..."

Guo Nuoyan, who was used to the humanistic management style of the civil police in China, froze on the spot after hearing what the police officer said.

"No need? He is the victim of this incident? Now that the crowd has dispersed, can't we go?"

"How can it be? How do we write the police report? The person involved is obliged to cooperate with our police work, follow us for a while, and describe the incident clearly before leaving."

"Besides, it's not just him, you, the caller, can't be idle, let's go together."

Well, I even got myself involved.

As soon as the two of them spoke, an approaching minivan stopped on the side of the road. Qu Xuemei poked her head out of the car and shouted in Qin Guan's direction: "Listen to the police officer's orders, Can he get in my car and follow?"

"Can!"

After ordering the clerk to watch the mess in the store, Guo Nuoyan, who continued to operate normally, sat behind Qu Xuemei's car with a lot of heartache, and muttered complainingly: "If I had known, I would have asked Xu Xiaoxiao's friend in Chinatown for help. As for the trouble of going to the police station now."

Qu Xuemei, who was driving, rolled her eyes and ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "When those people arrive, they will be regarded as gangsters and annexed. Then where will Qin Guan reason? Those entertainment gossip magazines will How to say?"

Guo Nuoyan, who was choked, went dumb, while Qin Guan, who was silent at the side, quietly brushed his hair and turned his face away.

"I just watched it in the rearview mirror, and those fans didn't want to touch my face..."

Seeing Qin Guan's triumphant expression, Qu Xuemei, who had been staring straight ahead, said again: "Did you move your body?"

As soon as the words were said, there was a dead silence in the car, and Guo Nuoyan, who was sitting on the side, looked up and down at Qin Guan's tragic situation, and turned his face out of the window involuntarily.

At this time, the bright red sweater on Qin Guan's body has been pulled and deformed. If it weren't for the strong Chinese cotton fabric, he would be unavoidable to be a member of the beggar gang.

Even so, the round collar that had been pulled to reveal the shoulders, and the inexplicably long and short sleeves, all showed how miserable Qin Guan was in the crowd just now.

In addition, Qu Xuemei, who was thrown aside by the car, subconsciously glanced down at Qin Guan's pants, they were still there, and they hadn't been ripped off.

Thinking of this, Qu Xuemei 'poof', almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And Qin Guan, who followed the police car brigade and returned to the police station, did not gain any benefits for himself because of his star status.

Qu Xuemei on the side was calling their usual lawyer, Cui Ming, and as the receptionist of the police affairs department, she brought over various forms according to the procedure.

"Participant, call the police to fill in the following basic information form, and the relevant police officers who will receive the case will ask you for basic information later."

As a member of the New York Police Department, where the crime rate is not low, this job is an experience that must be repeated countless times every day. When she casually raised her eyelids, she found that the person opposite her looked familiar.

"Aren't you that Asian model that always appears in TV commercials?"

"There's also news about you in the newspaper, it's called... what's your name Qin Guan!"

Forgive the ignorance of the people in the police department, they just want to sleep in at home during their holidays, or have a hot bed date with their girlfriends.

Where is the time to care about which star is slowly rising again?

"Well, it's me!" Qin Guan on the opposite side took the signature pen, looked at the documents in front very calmly, and was not at all moved by the other party's attention.

After experiencing crazy fans, Qin Guan has learned what it means to be as stable as a rock.

It's a pity that he still underestimated his attraction to these policemen, not because they like to worship idols, but because they are attracted to the gossip mentality of every big shot. (To be continued.)