On the third floor, several militants with various face masks on their faces are moving in an orderly manner. First, the elevator and the safe passage leading to the downstairs were completely sealed, leaving people to guard them with guns, and then they began to drive away the customers who were hiding in the shops. Customers who didn't run downstairs in time were quickly gathered in the middle, a "prison" made of improvised cabinets.

A masked man with a visible scar on his ear holding a pistol in each hand, and another man with a butterfly knife in his hand were guarding the "prisoners". Among the people who were locked up, not no one felt that there were many people on their side and wanted to be a hero. It's just that the muzzle of the gun emitting a metallic cold light on the scarred man's hand and the flashing knife light on the fingertips of the other man were enough to dispel all kinds of thoughts.

The scar man didn't seem to want these people to have all kinds of crooked ideas, so he circled around them a few times, and after deliberately flashing the gun in his hand, he said hoarsely: "Don't think about running away, the self-proclaimed smart security guard just now, you also saw his fate." As for us, we are only seeking money, and we have no interest in your lives. As long as your government obediently sends the ransom we demanded, you hostages will be safe. Then, his eyes were cold again, "However, if someone wants to find death by himself without opening his eyes, I don't mind fulfilling him!" ”

The man's words seemed to have an effect, and the crowd, which had been slightly commotionous, quieted down. If their safety could be assured, most of these people would not be desperately interested - not far away, the corpse of the security guard fell to the ground, twisted to an eerie position that could send chills through anyone's heart.

Seeing that his words had an effect, the scarred man nodded, seemingly satisfied with his eloquence, and then turned his attention to his companion who was patrolling around. When a companion who came down from the upper floors passed by, he leaned over and asked softly, "How many floors are above, are they all under control?" Do you need to send a few brothers here? ”

"It's nothing on the fifth floor and above, it's basically a warehouse and an office space, not many people are there, and everyone has been gathered and controlled. It's just that the fourth floor is there......" Speaking of this, the man was a little embarrassed, "The fourth floor is a children's playground, our previous information is not clear enough, there are too many children there." Crying and fussing, I can't be scared with a gun. And they are very small, and the corners of the drill are all over the floor, so it is very troublesome to find. I'll come down to see if you have a surplus here, and let me go up and some of my brothers to help." ”

"No problem." The scarred man agreed sharply, and pointed to the hostages who were being guarded with disdain, "Just these guys who have never seen blood, don't look at the number of people is scary, a gun is enough to scare them." As soon as he finished speaking, he gestured to a few people far behind, and then two more people came over. After a few words of discussion, the scarred man went up to the fourth floor with another person.

The entire floor of the fourth floor has been opened up to make a children's playground of no small scale - although there are no large playground equipment in the playground, all kinds of small bouncy palaces, mazes, trampolines and the like are arranged in order, which is still very pleasing to children. From the ceiling to the floor, various colorful patterns are painted, giving the entire fourth floor a fairytale atmosphere.

It's just that at this moment, there is no children's laughter here, but all kinds of cries mixed with the sound of nursery rhymes in the loudspeaker, making a mess. In a relatively open bouncy palace, many parents and children were gathered together, surrounded by several masked men with guns and scolded from time to time. It's just that although the parents are trying their best to comfort them, the frightened children still cry and scream, and the children, who have been quiet, hear someone crying next to them, so they howl together. The magic sound was in my ears, and the masked men in charge of guarding around me were eager to plug their ears, secretly wondering why they chose the unlucky place on the fourth floor?

The scarred man, who had just walked upstairs, quickly understood what was going on. And then he didn't even bother to talk to them - if you think about it, these guys will definitely leave themselves there to help them watch over the bear children, which is definitely not a good job. Just a gesture from a distance, the scarred man began to drill through the bouncy palaces and labyrinths around, and began to look for the children who were not gathered and did not know where to run.

The various inflatable buildings here, I don't know if it is for cost saving reasons, the height is made short, and it is very troublesome to drill around at the height of an adult. The man with the scar searched for a long time, but he didn't find any children, so he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and struggled to get out of a maze, leaning on a pillar, ready to smoke a cigarette to relieve his fatigue. At the window next to it, the boss of the operation was on the phone, and he didn't seem to notice it.

It's just that as soon as the cigarette was lit, I heard a crisp little girl's voice coming from next to me: "No smoking in public places!" Stinks to death! ”

The man with the scar looked at the call, only to see a very beautiful little girl coming out of the door of a toy palace next to him. He looks less than ten years old, dressed in a gorgeous gothic loli outfit with obvious iris patterns embroidered on his shoulders. In one hand he held a string of half-eaten sugar gourds, and in the other he held a half-human-tall stuffed animal. The little face with picturesque eyebrows seems to be slightly flushed because of exercise. The clear and transparent red eyes are as bright as gems, and they are slightly pursed at this moment, revealing a kind of coquettish cuteness.

"...... like your own daughter" The scarred man couldn't help but have this thought in his heart. As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly extinguished the smoke that had just been lit, and then his voice became soft unconsciously: "Little girl, why are you here by yourself?" Uncle will take you to a place with a lot of children, okay? As soon as the words came out, he immediately wanted to throw himself a big mouth: Why did he say this like a strange uncle who abducted and sold children?

The little girl tilted her head and did not speak, but put her hand to her ear and smiled in listening. At this time, a children's song was playing in the stereo: "I can't get on it, I won't fall for you, there is nothing to talk about between us...... I can't fall for you, I think you're the legendary big bad wolf! ”

The man's face suddenly darkened, and the patience he had just given birth to seemed to be directly consumed, so he was ready to step forward and forcibly take the little girl away. Before his feet moved, he heard the voice of the boss calling from the window:

"What? Is it possible for us to hit the jackpot? Isn't this mission just about attracting attention? So what goddess happens to be there? Wouldn't that be just right, Kyushu should send a lot of people, right? Wait, so when we evacuate, we're going to be in big trouble! …… Capture her as a hostage? Isn't it going to make a big deal out of it...... Well, you can try...... What are the distinguishing features? ”