Chapter 93: Atlanta (11)

When Jerry followed Officer Michelle Kennan out of the Hilton Hotel, Paris Hilton and Nikki Hilton had just come out of the room. Paris asked the front desk and found out that Jerry was really staying at the Hilton Hotel. This guy, even if he lives in his own hotel, has to disguise himself to hide people's eyes? Where did you offend him? didn't talk about it at all, just went incognito, and came over to say hello. Well, she Paris Hilton and JR Investments are also partners.

Paris looked at the nymphomaniac-like front desk and waved her hand irritably.

was taken away directly from the Hilton Hotel, the Hilton Hotel was slapped in the face, and it was Jerry who was taken away, as the great-granddaughter of the hotel chain giant Conrad Hilton, Paris couldn't bear this breath, she immediately turned on her phone and called her grandfather Barron Hilton.

……

Roy Drews paced irritably on the console when the door slammed open and Michelle walked in with Jerry Rothschild.

"What do you need me to do?" Coming from the Hilton Hotel, Jerry saw the black smoke rising from the Atlanta Police Department branch from a distance, and now, there are many media reporters surrounding the outside of the Atlanta Police Department, although CNN reported that the finger is pointed at the Copso family in Atlanta, although the people of Atlanta have always known the contradiction between the north and south cities, and the underworld nature of the Copso family, but there are still reporters who want to believe that this incident has nothing to do with the Copso family. Although the Cordoso family was bold, they caused the Atlanta police department bombing? They don't have the guts to challenge the police directly.

Before Roy Drews could answer, the phone rang again.

"Hey~"

"Sheriff Drews, hopefully this time, I can hear Rothschel."

Roy Drews beckoned to Jerry.

Jerry walked straight to the console.

"I'm Rothscher."

"Oh~ Your Excellency, I finally heard your voice. For my dedication to you as a greeting gift. Are you still satisfied? ”

Roy Drews gestured that Officer Martin had already exited the war room and he turned on the intercom, "The guys patrolling near the phone booth immediately arrest the people inside the phone booth, all the people who are talking on the phone inside the phone booth right now." Now, right now! ”

"I'll give you a word, bastard."

Akas's eyelids jumped nervously when he heard Jerry say this, he really shouldn't let this guy negotiate with the bandits, and he actually said such words that were easy to anger the bandits as soon as he came up.

"Sure enough, Rothschel dared to say anything. In this case, you dare to speak like this. Instead of getting angry, Eric laughed, "Now, are you mentally prepared to play games with me?" ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Play me a game about rescuing hostages."

"I'm not interested."

"Don't you have any interest in so many lives in Atlanta? I don't know if the media heard this. How will they feel? ”

"I'm not interested in playing games with you that treat people's lives as a joke."

"Oh~ you're angry!"

Jerry let out two breaths.

"Sheriff Drews ~ Now, I'm starting to make my request."

It's finally here.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Roy-Drews exhaled a cloudy breath. "You say."

"Prepare a police helicopter. Take CNN's Miss Christian Amanpool and her photographer and let CNN follow the shoot throughout. In half an hour, the preparation is complete. ”

A police helicopter was quickly relocated to the Atlanta Police Headquarters.

"Jerry Rothschan, from now on, you have fifteen minutes to drive from the Atlanta Police Department to Coca-Cola World. If you don't get to the phone booth outside the Coca-Cola World within the allotted time and pick up my call, one of the three remaining bombs will be. Boom~ Remember, you can only drive. I need Miss Christian Amanpool to follow the story throughout. Didn't meet any of my requirements, Boom~ didn't arrive on time, Boom~"

"What the hell are you going to do?" Jerry asked aloud.

"I said, you just want to play a game with you, heretic!"

"It's not funny. You can't joke with the lives of so many people. ”

"Now, there are 14 minutes and 59 seconds left. Tick~"

Jerry wanted to say something.

But the only answer to him was the busy phone tone.

It would take at least half an hour to get from the Atlanta Police Department to Coca-Cola World in the current traffic situation, but the bandits only gave him fifteen minutes. Moreover, you can't take a direct plane, you can't take subway transportation, you can only drive.

What exactly does this bastard want to do?

"Hey~ Pedro? Where are you now? Wait for me at that phone booth at Coca-Cola World. Jerry scurried as he called Pedro.

Jerry really wants to say, go to TMD, die or not, explode or not, what does it have to do with me, but unfortunately he is not a cold-blooded animal after all, and the tragedy of the Atlanta Police Department is really shocking. So far, there have been 2 deaths and injuries, because it is the first day of the Olympic Games, most of the police officers have gone to the police, and the dead are all special operations personnel who followed Ludman into the Atlanta Police Department branch to search for bombs.

It's just that with his driving skills, if he wants to soar to Coca-Cola to the limit, I'm afraid it's very easy, and he will have a car accident. However, in the case of Pedro or Carlos, the situation will be completely different.

But with the current situation, it doesn't matter.

"Drive my car!" Roy Drews tossed the car keys to Jerry, a red Toyota sports car from '96.

What a sassy sheriff.

Jerry took the keys and immediately got into the car.

As soon as you step on the accelerator, the vehicle will rush out of the parking space.

Then, with a turn, he scraped directly over the bumper and followed into the lane.

A number of police cars pulled their sirens, followed behind the Toyota sports car, and chased them out.

"Sir, ...... that guy" Akas asked with some concern as he saw that the red Toyota had scratched the bumper before he could go out.

Roy Drews didn't bother to think about it at all, "Let the brothers patrolling the vicinity of Coca-Cola World speed up the investigation and find the bomb before the end of fifteen minutes." ”

"Yes, sir."

"What about the mass media? If CNN had been allowed to follow the whole process, the incident would have been hidden. Deputy Mayor Patcy Lehrer came to Roy Drews' side, "The public needs to know the truth, and things can't be hidden." ”

Roy Drews nodded helplessly, he didn't expect the bandit to make such a move, "Give Mr. Mayor a call!" ”

Police helicopters quickly took to the air.

Wearing a headset, Ragil holds a video camera, and on the camera's picture screen, a red Toyota sports car keeps running the S-curve, drilling through the traffic.

……

Ben and Euquelliri stand on Marietta Street, looking up at CNN's live TV. On the side of the live broadcast screen, the scene of the opening ceremony of the Atlanta Olympics is being displayed, and the stars are shining.

Bill Campbell received a call from Roy Drews, only to coincide with the opening ceremony of the Atlanta Olympics.

Everyone who turned on CNN's live channel wondered why CNN TV was broadcasting the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games live while broadcasting the Toyota sports car scurrying on the road.

No one knows who drove the car.

Could it be the Atlanta Police Department bomber?

I guess it's just a look at the police cars in the row behind this red Toyota sports car.

Ben looked at the side of the driver who was pulled in the picture, but still recognized the explosive-headed teenager.

It was Jerry Rothschel.

Just, what is he doing?

Eric said to buy him some time.

Could it be that he was responsible for the bombing?

What is he up to?

Ben doesn't know.

Ben wasn't worried about things going pessimistic, on the contrary, the more chaos there was in Atlanta, the better their chances.

Although there was a bombing at the Atlanta police department, Atlanta officials had no intention of postponing the Atlanta Olympics.

Isn't the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in full swing?

"Let's go, Euquiliri." Ben said.

They had to get Omaha there as soon as possible.

It's 8:13 p.m., and the opening ceremony of the Atlanta Olympics has begun.

……

Olympic Centennial Park.

Omaha was carrying a backpack, his head bowed, his neck hunched, but his eyes were looking around.

No!

No!

No!

He had searched almost the entire Olympic Centennial Park, but he had not found the heretic at all.

Two hours ago, all the way to now.

There are fewer and fewer people in the Olympic Centennial Park, and most of the tourists who were originally stranded in the Olympic Centennial Park have entered the Olympic Arena, because the quadrennial sports feast is slowly kicking off. While the number of visitors is gradually decreasing, there are more and more police officers patrolling the Centennial Park.

Avril stood in the center of the stage, tuned the lead guitar one last time, and then shoved it into the guitar case with some reluctance. She looked up and saw the shrunken head of Omaha Awad in the park.

Avril blinked, strange fellow.

"Ravi~" Britney's voice rang out, "Hurry up, it's too late, you won't be able to get in." ”

"Oh~ here, here." Avril handed the instrument to the stage manager and ran backstage. (To be continued......)