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After the pilgrims stopped, a dozen uniformed police officers walked in.

The police looked at the monks with bruises and swollen faces and were speechless.

what's the situation?

A monk was beaten by pilgrims in a temple?

Isn't this a joke?

"Who beat him?" the middle-aged policeman in charge shouted loudly.

But no one paid attention to them. After all, if you really want to talk about it, who hasn't stepped up and kicked them?

The leading police officer was not surprised to see that no one was paying attention to him. After all, no one would admit that they had beaten someone.

Then he asked: "Who called the police? Can you tell us what happened here?"

After hearing this, the pilgrims had something to say.

Immediately, more than a dozen police officers surrounded them, and then someone explained the situation here.

After learning that the temple actually enshrined the little devil's tablet, even the police couldn't help but be stunned.

Again, how dare they?

When Chen Ze saw this scene, he knew that he was going to add fuel to the fire.

So I took my phone and walked over.

"Hello, comrade." Chen Ze extended his hand to the police.

When the police saw several big men standing behind Chen Ze, they immediately understood that his identity was unusual, so they also stretched out their hands to shake Chen Ze.

"Comrade police, the identity of the little devil worshiped by these monks is not ordinary." Chen Ze said in a calm tone.

"Huh?" The middle-aged policeman was a little curious when he heard this.

"These little devils all participated in the war of aggression against China, and there are even Class-A war criminals among them. Do you understand what I say?" Chen Ze looked at the middle-aged policeman and said.

"What?" After hearing his words, not only the police, but also the surrounding pilgrims who did not know the truth were shocked.

I thought that the memorial tablets dedicated to the little devils in the temple were too much, but I didn’t expect that these little devils were actually war criminals!

"Now you can search for Matsui Iwane. He is one of the people enshrined in the temple. Anyone who has taken photos should know it." Chen Ze explained to everyone.

Now, not only the pilgrims, but also the police took out their mobile phones and started searching.

Soon, the search results came out.

"cndy, he is really a Class A war criminal!"

"wcnm, Tang Monk Temple is like shit, you actually worship this kind of sb, labor and management will beat you to death!!"

"Ahhh!! I'm actually burning incense and worshiping Buddha here. If my ancestors find out, they won't kill me!!"

"Comrade police, you need to arrest these monks. They are simply not human beings!!"

"Beat!! Beat these idiots to death!!"

Some pilgrims who had not participated in the event suddenly became manic after learning the news. They could not accept this fact.

More than a dozen policemen were also shocked. Not only did they worship the little devils, but these little devils were actually war criminals, and there were even Class A war criminals. Who among the Chinese people did not understand the crimes committed by Class A war criminals?

The memorial tablets of those people are still displayed in the Jingguo Sacred Toilet!

Seeing the pilgrims who had started beating people, the police were very embarrassed, but the state-owned legal family had family rules, and if these monks made mistakes, they would naturally be punished by law, and lynching was not an option.

So the middle-aged policeman headed by him quickly led other policemen to stop these angry pilgrims and arrested these monks.

As for the pilgrim who said he beat someone?

Who cares about such a trivial matter now?

The sky is going to be broken!

No, the sky has been broken!

Now the Internet has begun to circulate the memorial tablet dedicated to the little devil in Tang Monk Temple.

Coupled with the fact that the short-haired young man and the pilgrims broke things and beat people in the temple, this matter has become a hot search topic.

Of course, the hot search right now is still "Someone beat people and smashed things in Tang Monk Temple."

But some netizens who know the truth have already explained it in the comment area.

This kind of thing couldn't be hidden before, but now that Chen Ze is involved, it can't be hidden even more.

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one hour later.

Chen Ze was sitting on a chair at the police station, quietly watching short videos on his phone.

The security personnel he found were also standing behind him.

"Mr. Chen, the matter has been understood clearly. Thank you for the evidence you provided. We have nothing to do here. You can leave." A young policeman walked up to Chen Ze and said.

"Okay." Chen Ze didn't say anything more, stood up and left the police station directly.

Looking at his leaving figure, the young policeman couldn't help but shook his head. Now they were going to be busy.

After leaving the police station, Chen Ze took the group of people directly back to the company.

Chen Ze deported all the other nine people, leaving only the short-haired young man.

This is a talented person, and Chen Ze wants to keep him.

With one look from Chen Ze, he understood instantly that he was doing even better than Chen Ze thought. This kind of person must stay.

The short-haired young man is named Lin Feng. He is not very old, only twenty-seven or eighty-eight years old. He is now a squad leader of Black Mist Security.

"Are you interested in following me?" Chen Ze asked with a smile.

"Yes." Lin Feng's expression was very excited. He thought of this scene when he saw Chen Ze letting everyone else leave but himself. After hearing Chen Ze's words, he was even more excited.

He knew Chen Ze's identity very well. Yang Gang had already made it clear to them when he approached Black Mist Security Company. This was an opportunity to turn around, and he would naturally not give up.

"How much is your current salary? How many days off do you have?" Chen Ze asked again.

"I currently have 12,000 yuan per month. As for holidays, I only have one day per month and three days of annual leave." Lin Feng answered truthfully.

"I will give you 30,000 yuan a month, and the holidays will remain the same, but you have to go to Lin'an with me." Chen Ze said with a smile.

"Okay, I have no problem." Lin Feng nodded vigorously.

With this salary, he had no objection to accompanying Chen Ze abroad, let alone going to Lin'an.

"Okay, go back and prepare first. Send me a message when everything is done."

"Okay, Mr. Chen." Lin Feng nodded heavily.

"Go." Chen Ze waved to him.

Lin Feng turned around and left the office without saying anything else.

Chen Ze took out his phone and started reading. He couldn't help it.

Open Douyin, and the headline on the front page is "Tang Monk Temple enshrines a memorial tablet to the little Japanese war criminal."

Chen Ze clicked in and took a look. All the videos were filled with curses.

Although he knew the result clearly, he couldn't help but nodded.

Then continue to watch other videos.

There are many videos under this hot search, including videos of pilgrims, Lin Feng and others smashing Tang Monk Temple.

The comments below are all positive, saying things like "It's a good smash, it relieves your anger".

Chen Ze finally saw the comment that made him feel the most uncomfortable.

But looking back, under the Buddha's raccoon shrine, there is a sacred drum.