Eric Rudolph's face appears on the drawing paper.

"Is that him?" Roy Drews asked, clutching the drawing paper.

"Yes, sir, that's him." Marcos stared at the drawing paper and replied in the affirmative.

"Martin, keep in touch with Charlie and fax or email this map to all the police departments and all the security departments in Atlanta. Ask the Intelligence Section, compare our records, contact Interpol, the FBI, the CIA, any information about this person, I want it. Marcos, you stay here until we catch someone, and we need you to identify them. ”

"Yes, sir." Marcos stood up and saluted.

Roy Drews turned on the intercom, "Michelle ~ How's it going now?" ”

"Sir, we're still following Jerry Rothscher, and everything is going according to plan."

"What's the problem?"

"That guy took off the headset, sir."

"What happened?"

"We don't know yet, but from what we know so far, the bandit seems to be a fanatical Catholic."

"What's going on?"

"We heard that the bandits wanted Jerry Rothschild to hold a press conference in front of the world's media to solemnly apologize to Catholics all over the world."

"We understand the situation." Roy Drews thought of the previous request made by the bandits, 11 p.m. to make sure all the media showed up on time at the Olympic Centennial Park, Jerry Rothschel's press conference, was that what it turned out to be?

"Mr. Rothschel agreed?"

"Based on what we've been listening to so far. He refused. ”

"Why?"

"I'm sorry, sir, he took off his headset when he refused. We have absolutely no idea what they said behind the scenes. ”

Royd Drews groaned for a moment and said, "Continue to follow him and keep him safe." ”

"Yes, sir."

"Where are you now?"

"We're on Kirtland Street, from north to south."

"Okay, I'll ask the nearby police officer to send you a portrait of the bandit. The Assurance Section has completed the puzzle. ”

Roy Drews hung up the phone and turned to Bill Campbell, "Mr. Mayor." Please give the person in charge of the Olympic Working Group a call and ask him to do a good job of security at the Olympic Centennial Park. The ultimate target of the bandits may be the Olympic Centennial Park. ”

"I see." Bill Campbell also heard something, and nodded. Took the phone from Patcy Lehrer.

……

Jingle bells. The phone rings.

Aiko Mitsui, who was soaking in the bath, stretched out her lotus root arm from the foam and grabbed the phone, "Hey~"

"Miss Aiko, it's been found out, Jerry-kun is now assisting the Atlanta police, and Atlanta is in big trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

"According to the intelligence company's reply, several Muslims planted bombs in Atlanta."

"Bombs?"

Aiko Mitsui suddenly resounded about the terrorist attack on the Seine Tunnel and the Israeli air raid on the Bekaa Valley in Lebanon.

"What does the Muslim bombing in Atlanta have to do with that guy? Was it to get revenge on him? ”

"The reason for this is not clear at this time. The Atlanta Police Department will bring him over from the Hilton Hotel for help, Intelligence Inc. analyzes. It should be the request of those Muslims. ”

"Hmm~" Aiko Mitsui gently shook her thin lower lip, where did this guy appear. are all restless beings. "He's not going to be anything, is it?"

"As it stands, there's nothing wrong with it for the time being. His bodyguard, Pedro Bocarnerola, was always by his side to protect him. The Atlanta Police Department also followed him all the way, ensuring his safety. Miss Aiko, for your personal safety, we should leave Atlanta now. The Muslims don't know how many bombs have been planted, one of which has already blown up the branch office across from the Atlanta Police Department headquarters, and no one knows where their next target will be. ”

"Alright, I got it. What's the situation, call me again. ”

Fujimaki Emon wanted to say something, but the phone had already hung up.

Miss Aiko's attention to Jerry-kun is really starting to be a little unusual.

Thinking of this, Fujimaki Emon, who grew up with Aiko Mitsui, couldn't help but sigh.

……

Sachiko Kamaike looked out the window in a daze, and the moment the roaring Porsche drove quickly, she actually had an illusion that Jerry-kun was sitting in the car.

Yes, that flickering side face really seems to be him.

"Sachiko ~ Sachiko ~ " Yuki Oshima called twice.

Is it really a magic barrier? How could it be him?

He must be in Salt Lake City now!

Probably with Miss Jessica Alba!

Miss Jessica Alba, who was born in the same year as Jerry-kun!

Thinking of this, Sachiko Kamaike felt her heart twitch for a moment.

His gaze dimmed a lot.

"Sachiko~" Yuki Oshima called her again.

"What, Yuki?" Sachiko Kamachi then turned around from her distraction.

"It's time for us to go."

"Where?"

"Go to the Olympic Centennial Park, did you forget? From 11 p.m., there will be a rock band performance. ”

"Okay!" Sachiko Kamaike's face finally showed a smile.

Singing lyrical rock and being highly sought after in Japan, she has a love for other types of rock that is not inferior to lyrical rock.

"If possible, would you like to perform on stage as well?"

"Like, no!"

"Always give it a try! Anyway, no one here knows you. Even if it's a fool of yourself, it doesn't matter. ”

"Is that so?"

Yuki Oshima nodded.

"Then give it a try!"

As long as you can divert the attention of some sisters, as long as you can divert the attention of some sisters. That's it!

"I'm not sure I'll be able to convince the person in charge of that stage." Yuki Oshima said with a smile.

……

The north side of the Olympic Centennial Park.

Eric Rudolph shook his head over to a park security guard and sat down beside him with a bit of a grin.

He had been observing for a long time, and this side entrance was basically unattended.

Guarding the entrance on the north side is a recruit egg.

"Hey~ man. Is there a fire? ”

Richard Giver turned his head to look at Eric Rudolph, who was relieved by Eric Rudolph's standard American GI face, and he felt in his jacket pocket and pulled out a lighter.

"Thank you!"

Eric spat out a smoke ring and said to himself, "I happened to be training in the 101st Airborne Division when I was your age. You know. "Field Platoon", "Distant Bridge", "Tank Armageddon", "Remagen Bridge", "Hamburg Heights", blabla~ These movies tell the story of the 101st Airborne Division. The Whizzing Eagle and the Aerial Force~"

Eric said. While observing the situation around the small entrance on the north side.

As things stand, security in the Olympic Park is only going to get higher.

If you want to sneak into the Olympic Park, I'm afraid it's that simple.

The Atlanta Police Department has been toyed with by him for more than four hours, and I'm afraid that he has run out of patience.

Eric believes. Puzzles of his characters. It has already been distributed to patrol officers everywhere.

It's just that he wasn't worried about not being able to get in.

Since last year's and the Clarhoma bombings, many Americans have feared that attacks by organized neo-Nazi militants against the U.S. government could increase. As a result, the United States raised its domestic alert level, and security at the Atlanta Olympics became a top priority in 1996. It's just that they didn't expect that Eric Rudolph, who was born in the 101st Airborne Division of the U.S. Army, knows how to stealth and counter-reconnaissance, is proficient in firearms, explosives and combat, and has a high IQ of anti-Semit. Devout Catholic, still in his own way. Drilled into the steel ramparts of Atlanta.

Richard Giver sat down beside Eric Rudolph with great interest, "So did you go to the Iraq War?" ”

"yes, we sent the Normandy task force, 9 AH-64 Apaches, 1 UH-60 Black Hawk, 2 MH-53s Paving Glimmer......" Eric Rudolph casually rambled, in fact, he was expelled from the 101st Airborne Division in 1989 for smoking marijuana.

"Oh~ This is really exciting......"

Before Richard Giver could finish speaking, a hand knife slashed at the side of his neck, and the poor fellow, without a snort, lost consciousness directly.

Eric Rudolph looked left and right, then dragged Richard Geville into the van, unbeknownst to him!

Ten minutes later, Eric Rudolph, dressed in a park security uniform, brandished a baton and whistled a little whistle and walked into Centennial Park.

……

Alexis Bledell and Katy Perry, who have completed the cheerleading performance, held hands, the two of them changed out of the cheerleading uniforms of the Wildcats and put on a relaxed casual outfit, and the two of them touched their reserved positions without changing their makeup, Britney and Christina saw the two of them touching their side, raised their hands and high-fived the two of them, "Oh~ Ali, Katie, you guys are the best!" ”

"Ah~ what? Oh~Thank you~Ah~ I know, thank you~" Alexis replied with a smile on his face. Yes, there's no way she can't be proud. Thinking about the overwhelming noise of the Wildcats cheerleaders when they came out, it was unimaginable. She is proud to be a part of the Wildcats cheerleading team.

"Where's Jerry?" Katy Perry laughed and high-fived Britney and Christina, but didn't notice Jerry's shadow, and she couldn't help but ask.

"I wonder what that guy is doing?" Britney screamed in reply.

"What?"

"I said, we don't know what that guy did?"

In an arena of 85,000 people, communication is really a big problem. (To be continued......)