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Just as the army was firing, the robber boss appeared behind 9 and pushed him away, removing the muzzle of his gun. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You tm to Lao Tzu's assistant!" The robber boss glared at No. 9, he had already noticed that many people's emotions had begun to change, from the fear and fear at the beginning, and gradually began to have a look of common hatred.

The bank clerk was shot because the other party had violated their taboo and rang the alarm bell. However, if the 9th shoots the teenager at this moment, it will create a sense of hopelessness for all the hostages, and the situation will be further complicated.

Although he didn't care about the boy's life or death, he didn't want his plan to change in the middle.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, just stay aside obediently!" The robber boss warned Lin Hong.

Everyone watched as the 9 dragged Phyllis into the private room next door, but as soon as they got inside, they heard the 9 screaming a few times.

The robber boss and another robber immediately broke open the door and rushed in.

I saw No. 9 holding his lower body with both hands and wailing in pain.

"What did you do to him!" The robber boss yelled at Phyllis, who was cowering in the corner.

Phyllis shook her head in fright: "No, it's not me, it's suddenly like this after he came in." ”

The sharp pain on the 9th came and went as fast as it came, and after a few seconds the pain disappeared without a trace.

He stood up like a man who was fine, but his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"What's wrong with you? What happened? ”

"I was so painful here just now, but now it's suddenly better again, and it doesn't hurt at all, it's strange."

Number 9 pointed underneath him, and as he spoke, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled open his underwear to take a look.

"No matter how you are, sooner or later you will die on a woman's belly!"

The robber boss cursed and walked out.

As soon as he came out with his front foot, he followed with the number 9 of his back foot.

"What? Don't continue? "The robber boss was surprised, this was the first time it had appeared.

"Damn, it hurt just now, there is no ** at all, Lao Tzu's brothers can't get up, it seems that I have to go to the hospital for a check-up. Damn it! ”

So, Phyllis escaped, and with the help of Lin Hong, she put on her work clothes.

A sneer appeared on Lin Hong's face, it seems that this lustful problem in the second half of No. 9's life will be completely changed. Just now when he was pushing the other party, he secretly gave the other party a blow to the abdomen, and hit the dark energy into his kidneys, unless he had surgery to replace the kidneys, he didn't want to be hard in his life.

Next, the robbers kept all the hostages in two cramped rooms, or they roamed freely. Then began a sweep of the bank vaults.

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Brian, the negotiator, enters a police communications vehicle, which is large and has been converted from a bus, but it is filled with special instruments and electronic equipment that can perform many functions, such as wireless communication, signal tracking and search, telephone monitoring, and so on.

Brian asked people to find the phone number inside the bank, and then asked people to keep calling the people inside, and after about half an hour, the phone was finally connected.

"Hello, I'm Brian, the negotiator, what do you call it?"

"Bill."

"Okay, Bill. I would like to know your demands, and the situation of the hostages. Please do not hurt any of the hostages, we will do our best to accommodate your requests. ”

"Our request is simple, everyone will disappear from here at once."

"Haha, that's a good joke. You know, I mean, within what we can accept. ”

This time, the other party paused for a long time and did not speak.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Of course, Brian Smith."

Hearing the other party's words, Brian's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he didn't tell the other party his surname.

"You know me? Have we ever dealt with each other? ”

"Haha, interesting. It seems that you are not a competent negotiator, and also in a bank settlement last year, a fifteen-year-old girl in the mood for her cleverness and personal heroism led to heaven...... Oh, your daughter is fifteen years old? It's beautiful, it's good that she doesn't look like you, well, Townsend Harris High School is a good school......"

As the other party's words continued to come out of the earpiece, Brian's face became more and more ugly.

How could he be so clear about my affairs?

Did you investigate me in particular?

Hearing that the other party knew everything about his situation, Brian's mood was a little confused, and he lost his original calm.

"Hey, listen Brian, in three hours, we're going to see two buses, and two refueled 'Cessna' jets at JFK right away, well, very simple conditions, exactly the same as last year's robber, aren't they? Brian, I hope you'll learn a lesson and don't compare us to those idiots. Act now. We have more than 30 hostages in our hands, don't try to break into the inside of the bank, we have buried a lot of 'chewing gum' at various entrances, if you don't want to cause casualties, don't let your colleagues experience what it feels like to be a flyer. ”

"Toot-toot-"

A busy sound came from the earpiece, and Brian took the headphones off his head.

His colleague Henry had recorded the key information that the robbers had said.

"Brian, that's what they're asking for." Henry handed over the clipboard in his hand.

"Henry, do you think there's any way to find out all my information at once?"

Brian's mind had been searching for this information, trying to figure out how the other party had been able to get hold of his information in such a short period of time.

Based on the tone and speed of the robber Bill's voice, it seemed that he had just seen his information.

"Unless someone inquires on our intranet and then calls him to tell him." Henry thought for a moment and said.

"You're saying we have undercover agents for robbers?"

"I don't know." Henry shrugged, then asked, "Are we really going to get him a jet private jet?" ”

This sentence stopped Brian.

In the bank robbery last year, the robbers made the same request, but Brian did not comply, but deceived the other party that he was ready, so at the moment when the other party entered the bus, let the snipers hiding around shoot all the robbers in the head at the same time. However, that time, there was still a bit of chaos, and one of the robbers turned his head by chance and did not hit the head in the first place, so the other party shot the hostage in his hand in anger.

"Let's prepare the bus first."

This robbery was very tricky.

The other party is very experienced and sophisticated, and until now, they don't even know how many robbers there are, and they don't know anything about the origin of the other party. The police were completely led by their noses.

All the signs are superficial, the other party is a group of well-trained professionals who are very clear about the police handling process.

Are there really police officers among them, or have been police officers?

What makes Brian feel a headache is that the other party has a lot of hostages in his hands, and he listens to his meaning, and there are a lot of C4 plastics**, which greatly increases the difficulty of this case. At present, it seems that we can only cooperate with the other party for the time being and continue to wait and see how the situation develops.

Just when he was feeling a little headache, a heavyweight came up in the car.

"Inspector Brian, I want to talk to you, first of all, I introduce myself, I'm Coslyn Morgan, the current president of the Morgan consortium."

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"! How could it not work......"

In a corner, Number 9 stood there jerking his right hand rapidly, but his face was full of anxiety.

After the sharp pain just now, his little brother softened at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and then he couldn't get up at all. After that, he kept thinking about it, and always felt that something was wrong, so he ran here to find the fifth girl.

"Number 9, what are you looking at there!" A robber shouted from a distance.

"! What's the matter? "Number 9 doesn't have a good airway.

"Boss, let's take a look at the situation outside."

"Oh, right away."

No. 9 pulled up his pants in frustration, picked up AK47 and walked over.

They came to one of the designated windows, and after a while, the window began to rise slowly, revealing a small gap.

The two of them leaned on the window and began to observe the situation outside, carefully jit it down, and report back to the boss later.

In the bank's internal computer room, the robber boss is connecting his laptop to the bank's host computer with another member, and another is standing guard at the door with a gun.

They had now taken off their masks and revealed their true colors.

The robber boss is a young Caucasian man with short blond hair, who looks very young with a long hooked nose, while the other is a young Asian man with a long beard who appears to be of Indian descent.

"We're definitely going to be on the front page of the New York Daily tomorrow." The beard said in broken English.

The robber boss didn't speak, he was engrossed in operating the computer, and the characters on the display pushed upward, and he kept typing in one command after another.

"These idiots who only know how to get paid and don't do things, for a few years, the banking system is still like this, and there are no upgrades at all." A disdainful smile appeared on the hooked nose's face.

"This is also a helpless thing, the cost of upgrading is too great, and there are so many supporting software and data in it, which can not be converted in a moment and a half. In addition, if a new system is used, the operator will have to be retrained, not to mention that the new system may not be as safe as the old system. "The beard is very familiar with the mentality of the bank.

Hooknose nodded, then tapped the enter key in his hand, only to see a line of characters begin to appear in the lower left corner of the character interface:

"Uploading ......"

In the back, there is a slowly increasing percentage.

“1、3、4……”

After about five minutes, the percentage finally reached 100 percent.

"Upload successful!"

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