Chapter 143: Caught
Liu Fu seemed a little frustrated, and was left speechless for a long time by this guy's words.
It was difficult for him to name his friends. It seemed that these Yue people were determined to punish them.
Chen Xi knew Uncle Lei. In his previous life, he wanted to open a billiards hall in Box Hill because of the relationship with that person. However, no one else had seen the other person. She was his friend's girlfriend and Uncle Lei's daughter.
Now that there are police nearby, this Yue Guozi will definitely not hurt anyone. They probably have a long-standing grudge with the Chinese people here, and then find an excuse to stir up trouble.
When I came here, I saw that most of the restaurants on this street were owned by Chinese people. The living space of these Vietnamese people seemed to be compressed, and I was naturally dissatisfied.
Chen Xi put his hands in his pockets and began to observe Brother Feng carefully.
This guy took the lead to rescue the siege aggressively, but now he doesn't say a word.
The Yue man put all the blame on Dongdong with just a few words. Brother Feng probably thought that Dongdong was from Lao Liang, but now Dongdong reported that he was from Box Hill. , others probably don’t want to meddle in this matter.
The Chinese in Richmond were also afraid that things would get serious and they would clash with the Vietnamese. They may have wanted to gradually occupy this area by cannibalization.
Both sides have their own agendas, and Dongdong happens to be the trigger for their conflict.
This Brother Feng seems unreliable. The people on their side are not from Lao Liang, they are just friends.
What is basically certain is that the other party will not come forward to protect them.
Why does the guy next to me look so familiar?
What does he see me doing? I'm not gay.
Chen Xi stared at the youngest man among the three, always feeling like he had seen him somewhere.
"H?"
"Xi?"
Chen Xi asked tentatively, and the other party actually called out his name.
This Yue guy was someone he met in a fight on the roadside when he first came to Tuao.
The name is a bit strange. Many Vietnamese people’s English names use words with the same pronunciation as Vietnamese. The English name of H is Ho.
For convenience, Chen Xi always calls him by his nickname "He". No matter how you read it, it sounds the same.
“I didn’t recognize you even if you changed your hairstyle!” He didn’t speak Mandarin, so the two could only communicate in English.
"They are all acquaintances, you see..."
"Biu~Biu~"
Before Chen Xi finished speaking, the police siren sounded.
Since it was a colleague requesting reinforcements this time, people from the police station rushed to the scene quickly without any delay. After all, white people only regard white people as their own people, and they still look at immigrant Asians and black people with colored glasses.
"Spread out and stand against the wall!"
"Bring out your IDs!"
The fat policeman who had been watching the show saw his companions arriving. After that, he instantly became full of momentum.
His fat body swayed over.
There were not many police reinforcements, only two police cars and six police officers.
They immediately surrounded him as soon as they got out of the car, and three of them put their hands on the holsters on their waists, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
The fat policeman shouted loudly and asked them to show their ID cards.
However, where do these illegal households in Vietnam have any ID cards?
The same goes for Chen Xi. People like him who have not immigrated keep their passports at home and use a translated driver's license. There is only a piece of paper stuffed in his wallet without even a photo on it. Fortunately, he has a certificate from Didi Zhang University. Student card.
This fat policeman was obviously using his power to scare these people. He also knew that most of these people could not produce their ID cards.
"What are you doing here?" one of the policemen asked.
“Queue up to eat dumplings!” several of the people who knew English replied.
“Ha.” Several policemen were also amused by their words. Dozens of good people gathered around here and queued up to eat dumplings at night. Who would believe this nonsense?
"Turn around, lean on the wall, and search your body!" Under normal circumstances, the Tu'ao police are quite polite to people, but this is just compared with the beautiful country, but these guys are all gangsters, so naturally they will not treat them like Like ordinary citizens.
One by one, the Vietnamese were searched by the police in turn. I don’t know if it was an appointment. This group of fierce-looking guys didn’t even have a nail clipper on them. The Chinese here are naturally more honest. Yes, I searched for a long time and found nothing.
According to the immigration laws of Turkey and Australia, anyone staying illegally will face deportation. Black households are illegal immigrants, so if they are caught, they will face being deported back to their home country. Officials will arrange multiple return flights and maintain tight security to ensure that illegal immigrants are smoothly returned to their home countries.
In addition, Turkish and Australian officials have always implemented strict immigration policies. For overstays or other illegal behaviors, the officials will take severe penalties to ensure that immigration laws are upheld. Deporting illegal immigrants is one of the important measures taken by the government to combat illegal immigration.
Under normal circumstances, this group of people would be invited to the police station for tea, and then packed up and sent home.
But in Yueguo District, there are many illegal households. Most of the dozens of people in front of me are probably illegal households.
These white police officers usually turn a blind eye to this. As long as they do not harm others or commit murder, basically nothing will happen.
The leaders of the Yue people will also try their best to cooperate with the police management to ensure that their people do not cause trouble.
This way everyone can relax.
As the saying goes, regulations are dead but people are alive. This situation is similar in every country.
"That guy beat us up."
Just when a few policemen were about to ask everyone to go home, the Vietnamese youth who had been beaten by Dongdong before looked at the smoking man's eyes and signaled , actually shouted in front of the public. Damn, it turns out this guy can speak English. Before, he pretended to only speak Vietnamese.
Chen Xi and others secretly cursed this young man for what he was doing. The matter was already over, but he suddenly jumped out to cause trouble.
"Hey, He, take care of your subordinates." Chen Xi whispered to He beside him.
"Shut up..."
"Don't make a sound!"
Before He Gang finished speaking, he was interrupted by a policeman, who then asked him to turn around and face the wall. .
The atmosphere that had returned to calm suddenly became tense again.
The policeman started to ask about the cause of the matter, and then another person came over and started asking about Dongdong's situation.
Chen Xi stood nearby and could only worry.
"You, you, you...get in the car with us."
Soon, a policeman pointed at Chen Xi and others, as well as several Vietnamese youths who had clashed before, A group of people, including the smoking man, were asked to get into the police car.
None of them were handcuffed, and the police car is different from the domestic ones. It is a model with a long rear end, with a barbed wire mesh and transparent plate in the middle, which can effectively block the front and rear seats. people.
Chen Xi and others were taken to the police station in this way, and two police officers were left behind to stay at Laoliang Dumpling Shop.
He and a large group of people were left behind, but he quickly stopped a car and followed them to the police station.
On the way to the police station, Chen Xi looked through the car window at the cars passing by on the roadside, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It’s not like I had never dealt with the Tu’ao police in my last life, more than once.
Not long after this rebirth, we actually got to know each other again. I don’t know if this is fate.
Perhaps he got angry once in his last life and ran to the back door of the police station to soak him in water. Now, after decades, the other party delayed his arrest.
The Richmond Police Department is not too far from here. The police station building looks new and was obviously built after renovations in this area.
As soon as they entered the door, a warm feeling hit their faces, making everyone's bodies feel much warmer.
Chen Xi and others were taken to a large room and were not locked into a small room for interrogation like on TV.
Instead, everyone was given an information sheet, and the police officers gave each of them a pencil and asked them to sit down and fill out the form.
I have to say that on the surface, Tu'ao still pays attention to human rights.
The fat policeman from before sat down against the wall of the room, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand and eating them with gusto.
There were two Vietnamese whose English was very poor and could not understand the words on the form. They were whispering to each other.
The fat policeman ignored them and just ate snacks and drank coffee by himself.
Dongdong and the Yue man who jumped out to talk before were taken to another room, and Chen Xi didn't know his situation.
It is probably because Dongdong was the main perpetrator of the beating, so he was treated differently.
[Name:]
[Address:]
[Telephone:]
Chen Xi looked at the blank space on the form and could only pick up the pen to fill it out.
But there are some information that he cannot fill in at all, such as ID numbers, emergency contacts, parents' addresses, etc.
He knew it was useless to fill in this information, so he chose to leave it blank. It was probably the same as the people next to him.
These forms were originally designed for local people. The efficiency of doing things in Tu'ao is low, and things are updated slowly. Over the years, more and more foreigners have immigrated to this country, but they still don't have Prepare special forms for foreigners.
Reason for coming here?
Do you still need to fill in this question? Isn't it usually a police interrogation with someone recording it?
These Tu'ao people are too lazy, they have to fill it out themselves.
In his previous life, he remembered that there were Chinese policemen asking about the situation, their tone was kinder, and they would help them handle the case.
But now there was only one fat pig eating snacks and drinking coffee, which made him feel very unhappy.
“Cáinàylàmsaoina!”
“Smbitvykhngti.”
The two Vietnamese people next to them no longer had the domineering ferocity they had before.
Now they are like two elementary school students who can't write the answer to the question. They are dejected and communicating in their own language while writing, with painful expressions on their faces.
Chen Xi glanced at them and found that there was only one Yue nationality who could speak fairly good English filling out the form, and he also helped the two Yue nationality people to fill in the forms together.
Liu Fu had already filled out the form. He sat there with his arms folded, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xiao Ming was guiding several Sihai employees to fill out forms. He looked at Chen Xi with a sad look.
The two communicated through their eyes. Xiao Ming meant to ask about Dongdong's situation, while Chen Xi spread his hands to express that he didn't know.
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