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Chapter 591 577. Serious Cases Caused by Bicycles (3/5)

Chapter 591 577. Serious Cases Caused by Bicycles (35)

577. Serious cases involving bicycles

The owner of the bicycle was a young man of yellow race in his twenties, whose skin color and appearance looked like a South Asian.

After Wang Bo took out his police badge, his face changed slightly, his eyes became erratic, and he kept scanning the surroundings as if observing something.

Atulu looked at the window and reminded: "Boss, remember to give him a ticket without an alarm bell. His bicycle does not have a bell, which is also illegal."

Uncle Bing shook his head disdainfully, what is good at the top is effective at the bottom, Atulu is really good at flattering Wang Bo - this makes him very envious, why can't he do it?

Wang Bo issued a ticket again, and then asked the young man, "Hello, sir, what is your name?"

The young man swallowed his saliva, and said: "Oh, hello, I'm sorry for causing trouble to your work, my name is Toke, Mike Smith."

Upon hearing the name, Wang Bo laughed, you are kidding me, is this obviously fooling me? Do you still say your name wrong and need to change it? And he hadn't seen anyone with a name like Mike Smith yet.

Mike-Smith is equivalent to China's Zhang San or Li Si in English-speaking countries. This name is fine, but it is almost impossible for someone to come up with such a name.

So he stretched out his hand and said, "Please show me your driver's license. If you don't have a driver's license, please show your passport."

Seeing that the young man was getting more and more nervous, Uncle Bing stared at him twice, and then got out of the car behind him. He quietly stood behind the young man and blocked his way. winked.

Wang Bo didn't understand what he meant. Seeing the young man took out his driver's license, he took it and took a look. As he expected, the guy's name was Fernando Gonzalez, not Mike Smith at all.

When Uncle Bing saw the name, his complexion changed suddenly, he went up and grabbed the young man with his hands cut behind his back, and said in a stern voice: "Sorry sir, you are now involved in obstructing official duties, I will arrest you for obstructing official duties." Arrest, if you want a lawyer, get in touch with him within twenty-four hours..."

Wang Bo was taken aback by his reaction. What is Uncle Bing doing? The reaction was too intense, right?

Indeed, according to New Zealand law, reporting a false name when the police ask for a name will indeed be punished with the crime of obstructing official duties, and criminals can be arrested under this crime.

But just like there are unspoken rules in traffic law enforcement, this kind of civil law enforcement also exists. As long as it is not a serious criminal case, as long as it does not cause serious consequences by reporting false names, the police generally will not care about this kind of thing, and at most they will criticize it.

Seeing Uncle Bing arresting someone, Atulu hurriedly pushed open the car door. He sneered and said, "Dude, you're going too far. We can issue an extra ticket, but it's not necessary to arrest people because of this?"

Wang Bo wanted to say the same thing, but at this moment, the young man who was captured by Uncle Bing stomped his feet and kicked Uncle Bing's crotch hard, then struggled to run away.

As soon as he moved, Uncle Bing reacted immediately. After all, he came from one of the best special forces in the world. The veteran reacted quickly. He immediately turned sideways and used the outside of his thigh to catch his kick. Then he shook his right leg and raised his knee. It got stuck in the young man's lower back and knocked him to the ground.

After such a struggle, the young man's clothes became messy, revealing a dagger hanging on his waist!

Seeing this dagger, Wang Bo immediately understood that the matter was not so simple. He blew a whistle, and the strong man waiting in the car rushed out like a fierce tiger. He rushed over with a few steps and knocked down the young man who was about to get up again. on the ground.

Uncle Bing went up to remove the boy's dagger, and Wang Bo took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed him. Although New Zealand can't control guns and knives, carrying a knife to violently resist the law and carrying a knife to play are completely different things!

Atulu picked up the backpack that fell to the ground during the boy's struggle, and when he opened it, a look of astonishment appeared on Fat's face.

Wang Bo was also very surprised when he took the backpack, which contained a swarthy pistol and several small plastic bags, and the plastic bags contained snow-white powder!

Uncle Bing took a plastic bag from it, tore it open, squeezed it a little, put it on his tongue and licked it, then spat in disgust and said, "Fake! I guessed right, this watch is raising a solo dealer!"

Wang Bo had this idea when he saw the process done by Uncle Bing before. He had seen people doing this on TV and movies. This is a simple way to identify unique products. It is said that some unique products are like white fen. It has a unique taste, but it also requires skilled experience in identifying people.

Obviously, Uncle Bing has experience in this area.

Hearing Uncle Bing's words, the young man's face turned pale immediately, but he wasn't too scared, he just became dejected, and muttered annoyedly: "Fake Fake Fake Fake, I should just run away!"

This incident was a bit too dramatic. Wang Bo did not expect to catch a solo dealer in his small town, let alone the fact that the solo dealer was arrested for riding a bicycle on the sidewalk.

Involving drugs, this case immediately became a serious case. He didn't care about catching traffic violation cars, so he quickly stuffed the South Asian youth into the detention room, and then called Sergeant Smith, saying that he had caught a drug dealer here.

Uncle Bing took out all the things in the bag. There was an M1911 pistol, four magazines, four small bags of unique products, and some pornographic magazines and the like.

The weight of the four small packages of unique products is not very large. This thing may be packed in an inflatable package for the sake of shock. The four packages weigh a total of 100 grams.

A 100-gram drug is a serious crime in China, but it is not a serious crime in New Zealand, and there is no death penalty in this country, so the young man was not afraid but annoyed just now.

Knowing that the peddlers had been arrested in Sunset Town, Sergeant Smith came quickly with a few capable men. Their police station was equipped with more complete equipment, and a forensic doctor came with testing equipment.

After several chemical reaction tests, the forensic doctor nodded and said, "It's a mixture of damn methamphetamine and purified ephedrine hydrochloride. It is said that this thing is very popular in Auckland now, but I didn't expect it to spread to us. Small place!"

Hearing this, Wang Bo scolded: "Damn customs, damn anti-drug police, what are they doing? These things just make people walk around the street with bags on their backs? If it wasn't for what happened right in front of us, I would I can't believe it!"

Sergeant Smith said helplessly: "If you work for a few more years, then you will know that it is not uncommon to do this in New Zealand. You must not know that if the drug dealer sends drugs by mail, then if the amount is relatively small, such as only If it is a few grams, it is generally just destroyed and will not be recorded in the system, and will not be further investigated..."

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