The sound was deafening, but it wasn't a love for the police, but the corpses and the blood on the streets were too shocking.

This is no longer a war year, more than ten years have passed since the tragedy of 911, and the immigrants of the United States have seen the shooting of gangsters in the news at most in the past ten years, when have they seen so many casualties?

Do you still remember what ordinary Chinese citizens thought about the incident after the school shooting? Remember the indignant faces in front of the camera? In today's era of peace, it is no longer acceptable for such incidents to occur, let alone because of sin.

Standing in the police car on the weekend, he stretched out his hand to the negotiator, who instinctively took a step back, shook his head in resistance and said, "NO." ”

When he reached out again on the weekend, he looked at the negotiator and said, "Don't worry, I've calmed down." ”

Matthew didn't know what he was going to talk to about the woman over the weekend, but he still waved at the negotiator, which meant giving him the walkie-talkie. This is Matthew's trust in the weekend, and after this time, the deputy director has completely changed his opinion about the weekend, and even has a little appreciation in his heart that he has never spoken.

After getting the walkie-talkie, Weekend pressed the call button and raised it to the residents who were screaming, and when those voices were passed over to the walkie-talkie again and again, Weekend withdrew his hand and put the walkie-talkie to his mouth, and in the sun, the mouth squirmed in the shadows and said, "Do you hear me?" Do you hear everyone's attitude? ”

"There is no way back, you must release the hostages."

There seemed to be a demonic nature in his voice, an invisible demon gnawing at the soul of another person in one bite.

"Listen, the police have just given you the best conditions, as long as you release the hostages and surrender. Our Deputy Commissioner will plead with the judge for you. In the subsequent interrogation, you will have to confess every person and transaction related to Nicholas without any concealment, so the police department will apply to the authorities for a criminal bargain on your behalf, and the court will waive your death sentence, after all, Los Angeles has not carried out the death penalty for a long time. Eventually, the police will gradually verify your confession. When we have confirmed everything, we will arrange for your son Arturo to meet you in prison. ”

It's the easiest way to persuade you to surrender, but when you say it at a very slow pace on the weekend, there's plenty of room for imagination between each sentence, and you'll follow his words and think carefully between them.

Crodi began to think, and sat on the bathtub in the toilet of room 307, but unfortunately, the result of her thinking in the order in which she spoke on the weekend was completely different from what was expressed in this discourse!

The release of the hostages is a primary condition. Pleading with the judge on her behalf is also the most commonly used negotiation content in movies and American dramas, but the next words made Crodi fall directly into the abyss.

Betraying Nicholas?

Who is Nicholas? It's Crodi's husband!

A woman's grievance of being alone in a siege for her son has not yet been dissipated, and now she has to sell her husband in exchange for the right to live?

And shameless!

The latter sentence is even more ruthless, even if you betray your husband, the police station is just helping you with a criminal prosecution transaction, and if you want to see your son, you have to wait, and wait for people to confirm that what you say is true.

A sense of humiliation comes with the inevitable defeat. What Crodi felt was like being stripped naked after being severely humiliated by someone. That's not all, it also made people put a knife on their necks and forced to be a little M, the most unbearable thing is that before all this began, she was not deceived or forced, she was sent to the door by herself!

"You ...... Call...... What do you want to know? Crody forced a deep breath before saying this. The scene of people having to bow their heads under the eaves is right in front of them.

Holding the walkie-talkie on the weekend, he didn't rush to open his mouth when he reached out and pressed the button that allowed the two sides to talk, he looked at the walkie-talkie and listened to the constant sound of 'bang, bang' from inside. It took a full ten seconds before he said, "A lot." ”

The moment Crodi heard this, it was like someone had hit her head with a hammer, she didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

"In addition to what the negotiator just said, I also want to know where Nicholas is now, the nest of desert ants, and ......"

It was another deliberate pause, followed by a louder volume that seemed to open his hole cards directly on the table, and then pushed out all his chips, as if he knew that his opponent would lose: "Bertto Leyva!" ”

There is no language problem in what he said on the weekend, at least it sounded like a few people at the scene, there was no problem, but it was the process of the criminal prosecution transaction reversed, and the general criminal prosecution transaction was made after the lawyer and the prosecution reached an agreement, and the criminal would choose to admit guilt, and at the end of the week, this order was reversed, and then counting the Nicholas and Bertetu Leva who were added later on the weekend, one of them is Arturo's father and Colodi's husband, and the other is the drug king who has been wanted by the United States for many years and continues to be wanted by the Mexican government. These two people are the dream of the Mi government, and isn't it just right that they are included in the negotiations?

It's just that all this is like being smashed again and again with a hammer on her wheel, she is not one of those police officers who only cares about how to solve the situation in front of her, she thinks about the consequences of this incident at every pause on the weekend.

Betrayal of Nicholas?

In the blink of an eye, Arturo would lose his nationality, and Nicholas would probably not make as much money from the righteous path in Mexico as the crocodiles at home would have had a month's ration; Betraying Berttu-Leyva in this case? So what is Arturo up against? He died at the hands of gang members in a Mexican prison immediately after being handed over to the Mexican government by the immigration authorities! That's Bertetu-Leyva's territory, and I'm afraid that everyone related to himself and Nicholas will be buried with him!

But can you refuse?

How many cops are out there, who doesn't know? The hostages in their own hands can no longer be life-saving trump cards; Surrender is not the best choice, surrender represents the result of a long trial and the death penalty, this is not only to say goodbye to Arturo, but Nicholas in Mexico may also be suspected by Berteto Leyva because of himself, in the territory of the desert ants, once suspected, whether to execute depends on whether Berteto Leyva is in a good mood or not, and has nothing to do with the evidence.

"What guarantees can you give me?" Crody made one last effort.

The sun was shining down the window on her face, and the woman's spirit was gone, decadent as a pile of rotten flesh, rotten flesh that had been rotted and surrounded by flies.

"I can't give you any guarantees, you have confessed everything about the desert ants, and the authorities do not have the right to directly send troops into Mexico to fight the desert ants, which requires international diplomacy, and even if it is finally agreed, it is not up to the Los Angeles Police Department to decide."

The answer given over the weekend was particularly official, and to tell the truth, it was to the point of blocking Crowdy's last back road!

Because, even if it is said by a negotiator, it is not enough at most to change the way, such as 'we can discuss this', and will never give a definite answer.

Syllable.

Crody threw the walkie-talkie to the ground, and shouts were heard everywhere outside......

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!!"

Glancing at her men in the toilet and watching the men stare at her expectantly, waiting for her to give some order to save their family in Mexico, she was pushed behind her as if she was already standing on the edge of a cliff.

She already felt the wind as she fell!

"Surrender."

She had no choice.

Under the sun, the hand holding the pistol was raised, and the corners of Colodi's mouth were smiling, and then slowly and carefully observing the gun in his hand, and then looking up at the toilet in this room, his eyes were full of reluctance: "In the next life, I only want a home like this." Tears slowly gathered in the corners of her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes.

Suddenly, Crody pressed a pistol against his chin, and as tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, a huge teardrop kept rolling, directly down the top of his lips The moment he landed......

Bang!

She pulled the trigger.

Burst!

Bullets rushed straight to the roof with blood.

The people in the room were all stupid.

“GO！ GO！！ GO！！！ SWAT rushed in immediately! "Weekend yelled at the intercom......

The SWAT officers who rushed into Room 307 stood at the door of the toilet and kitchen with their guns on the men inside, but every SWAT officer was on standby, and only after Billy and Hammers had lifted the hostage chair out with the hostage tied to it, did they frantically shout, "Put down the gun!" Bastard! ”

One of the people who could understand English put down his gun and translated the phrase into Spanish, and when all the Mexicans had put down their weapons and stepped back, the SWAT officer outside the door rushed in, Pjanic raised the handle of the gun in his hand and smashed it at the group of Mexicans, and then everyone outside the door rushed in, and Lin was the only one who kicked the weapon down the ground and out of the toilet.

They are so aggrieved today, when they are released, no one can control the impulse in their hearts, why? Every SWAT officer is asking these three words in a frenzy, why do these bastards surrender when they want to surrender after killing the police??

Downstairs, after giving the last order, Weekend didn't look upstairs with Matthew and the others worriedly after hearing the gunshot, but turned his head to look at Nick's body on the ground, looking at it from afar, as if to say, "Rest in peace, Bro." (To be continued.) )