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A hostage stood in front of the bank. His hands and feet were bound by small, fastened plastic locks, and he had a cash bag over his head.

The glass door of the bank is opened and closed horizontally, and the sensor will be triggered whenever someone approaches the door, so the hostage deposit zài, so that the glass door is always open.

Looking into the bank lobby from the street, the police could no longer see any other hostages, and only the person at the door was left in their sight.

There were two bodies lying on the floor, one dead at the gate, the same hostage that the submachine gun bandits had shot before; The other collapsed next to the counter, unidentified. The police didn't know if the extra body was a hostage, let alone how he died, but the preliminary judgment was ...... It must have something to do with the gunshots and explosions just now.

As for the body of the bandit with money, as well as the area where the pistol bandit was killed, it is not visible from the outside.

"I think you should have a telescope handy, officer." Feng Bujue said again at this time.

Clapton didn't understand what the robber was up to, he just replied, "Yes." ”

"Pick it up and look over the counter." Feng Bujue said.

Clapton didn't let go of the phone, he gestured to the officer next to him to hand him a telescope.

From where he was standing, he could just observe the entire counter, but Feng Bujue had already hid inside the counter at this time, and the phone on the counter had naturally been taken down by him, "Can you see me?" He raised an arm, raised his right palm above the table of the counter, and waved it from side to side.

"Yes, what do you want to do next? Do you give me the middle finger? Clapton replied.

"Huh...... I'll just stretch my hand out to show you, officer. Feng Bujue smiled: "Since the glass door is now kept open, this means that your sniper can shoot bullets in." Although I had the vault code as a bargaining chip, exposing my head to the scope of my rifle was a risk I was extremely unwilling to take. ”

"Okay, what do you want? It's been almost twenty minutes since you put the hostages in the vault, and you haven't sued ......me yet."

"I'm going to give you a gift, officer." Feng unconsciously interrupted Clapton.

The officer was stunned for a moment, "You mean...... You're going to release that hostage at the door, aren't you? Good...... Then I'll ask someone to come and pick up ...... right away."

"If your people dare to take a step closer, I'll kill this guy at the door." Feng Bujue said.

"And what are you going to do here?"

"I asked him to stand there. Just to keep the glass door open. Feng Bujue smiled and said, "In this way, I can give you the gift." As he spoke, a large square object slowly rose from the counter.

Clapton, who was watching with a telescope, couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"This is a cubic foot, tied with paper tape. A note with a face value of twenty dollars. Feng Bujue was naturally not holding this object with his hands at this time, he was using the suction function of the [Anti-Gravity Catapult].

"What are you going to do......" Clapton had a bad premonition.

"I'm going to ...... In this way......" Feng Bujue said so he aimed at the angle and fired the "cash cannonball".

The pile of money flew over the hostage's head at the gate and out of the bank at an oblique angle. When it flew through the air, hundreds of banknotes were already scattered, attracting the attention of every policeman, journalist, and citizen on the street.

The coin shot made a fascinating arc in the air, eventually hitting the façade of the building across the street. Exploded at a height of about three or four stories......

At this time, a light breeze blew, and the banknotes ...... Scattered across the street.

Five-second, ten-second ......

People didn't take much time to react when the cordon was behind the crowd. When a few people are the first to reach out to receive the money, the situation is inevitable.

Soon, only the area at the main entrance of the bank, which was surrounded by police cars, was unaffected. Within a few tens of meters of the surrounding area, hundreds of citizens and reporters broke through the cordon. Even the police, who were supposed to stop them, quietly bent down.

"Hahahaha......" There was an arrogant laugh on the other end of the phone: "Capitalist lackeys! Try the sugar-coated cannonballs! ”

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing? Clapton couldn't take it anymore and yelled angrily: "You're not a robber! It's terrorists! Who are you? What organization does it belong to? ”

"Haha...... I'm Bill. Gates! Great ** Warrior! "Feng didn't feel it. Laughing wildly: "I brought you Andrew. Best regards from Jackson (the seventh president of the United States, whose portrait is printed on a $20 bill)! As he spoke, he picked up a second "cash cannonball" and quickly fired it.

After the second money bomb exploded, the street was completely in chaos, after all...... The police are also people, and the police in Gotham City are even more high-pressure and high-risk professions, who can guarantee that they will not be tempted? After a while, even in the area of the main entrance of the bank, there were many civilians who slipped in, some of them bent down to search the ground, some of them danced in the air with their hands, and they all had a lot of them in their arms.

Plus, because the bills are new, they float in the air for a long time. It's as if someone has fired a cannon into the sky, and the sky is covered with colorful paper, and the ground is full of reveling crowds, which makes all the snipers in position useless.

"Leave the money alone! Stick to your post! Clapton picked up the trumpet in his hand and shouted, "Show me the door of the bank!" Don't let up. ”

Whether we admit it or not, most people in this world are such people - people pick up money, and he picks up money; People jaywalk, he jaywalks; People spit, and he spits; In the end, people went to the Yasukuni Shrine to set fire, and after thinking about it, he went to the street and smashed a Japanese car.

However, there are still a few people in this world, who are a different kind of people. Maybe in normal times, they will jaywalk or spit or something, but when it comes to the critical moment, they can stick to the bottom line.

At this moment, more than half of the police officers at the bank gate are still guarding their posts, and their spirits are highly concentrated. Ignoring the rain of money in the sky, he did his best to maintain order and pay attention to the movements inside the bank gate. These people know very well what is the right thing to do, and if they all go to rob the stolen money and let the robbers in the bank take advantage of the chaos, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

"Like my gift? Mr. Officer. Feng Bujue's voice came from the earpiece again: "It's not over yet......" he said, and fired a third pile of banknotes, after which he said, "The warm-up is almost done." Let's play a guessing game. He paused, "Now, I'm going to release some of the hostages, and among those hostages, my accomplices." ”

"Is this guy sick in the head? This kind of thing actually took the initiative to sue me? Clapton thought to himself, "Is it ...... Is he trying to take the opportunity to betray his accomplices? ”

"It's chaotic on the streets right now. It is impossible for snipers to fire at the area in front of the door, and police cars cannot drive out. So, if you slack off a bit, my accomplices will blend into the crowd and flee. Feng Bujue was still guiding the three robbers before, and now he began to guide the police again.

Clapton is not stupid, there are two possibilities for the other party to say these words, or this "anonymous" wants to harm his accomplice. Either he's setting up some kind of deception, there is no third possibility, and if he has to say that there is, he is dying......

"Are all the tactical teams on the street behind the bank still in place?" Clapton asked quietly to the person next to him.

"Yes. I have been watching, there is no movement, the iron fences of the windows are intact, and no one is seen in the room. A police officer replied.

"Are you sure there are no other exits to this building? For example, ventilation ducts. Or a sewer or something? Clapton asked again.

"There's an exit from the ventilation duct on the roof, and there's a sniper watching at it all the time. No one has ever climbed out of there. In addition, even if the robbers did get on the roof, there would be no way down there. ”

When Clapton heard this, he looked up and saw that the roof of the building in front of him was seven or eight meters above the ground, and he would be crippled if he jumped down. The two buildings next to it are three or four meters away from this rooftop, and there are guardrails, so the possibility of jumping on top of other buildings after running can also be ruled out.

"Hmph...... I'm going to see how you're going to run...... Clapton thought to himself.

"Alright, officer, the hostages are coming out, get ready." Feng Bujue said on the other end of the phone, "Wait until you can identify my accomplices, and then call me." With that, he hung up the phone again.

At this time, I saw several figures popping out from the side of the counter, they were also in a state of having cash bags on their heads and their hands and feet tied together.

"When the hostages come out, remove the bags from their heads, but don't untie them, and take them all aside for a while." Clapton's thinking was still relatively clear, and he had already begun to arrange countermeasures for the police officers around him, "Listen, be careful of everyone, they just look like they're all tied up...... Do you understand? Maybe some guy will pull out his gun and shoot at you. ”

On the other side, Feng Bujue hid under the counter as if directing traffic: "Yes, yes, guys, that's the direction, just like I told you before, jump eight steps forward, and then turn left ninety degrees, yes, line up, come one by one, hear the people in front of you jump a few meters and then follow, if you are in a hurry, you will fall." ”

Under Feng Bujue's command, the hostages jumped towards the door one by one in an orderly manner.

"Hey! Winston, you can go out too. Feng Bujue immediately shouted at the hostage at the door.

The direction in which Mr. Winston was standing and the direction he was facing, which had been adjusted before the door could be opened, had also been greeted, and if Winston dared to take half a step forward, he would shoot. He had to wait for him to shout before Winston could jump forward.

At this moment, Winston, who heard the order, was granted amnesty, and the few minutes he stood at this door were like years for him, and he could finally get out of trouble, which made him cry with joy.

But when he jumped out of the bank, he was greeted not by blankets, ambulances, and concerned greetings, but by ......

"Sir, please come here." One of the officers uncovered the cash bag on Winston's head, but instead of unlocking the locks on his hands and feet, he dragged him aside and sat him on the ground first, and then two other officers came and watched him on guard.

"What is this for? I'm a hostage! Winston shouted.

"Please cooperate with us, sir. The robbers may want to sneak out of the hostages. A police officer replied.

"What does this mean? Are you suspicious of me? ”

"It's not sure yet, it's for your safety, sir."

Winston didn't want to say anything more, and just wanted to complain a few words, but saw the rain of money and the crowd around him: "Hey! What's going on? Do you tie law-abiding citizens here and turn a blind eye to those who rob the stolen money? ”

…………

Five minutes later, all twenty-nine hostages were outside the bank. And Feng didn't know it, after the last hostage jumped out. The electronic roller shutter door of the bank was lowered again.

Next, the interrogation and identification of the hostages began intensely.

After initial questioning of the hostages, Clapton received a flurry of information that surprised him.

"Alright, well, ladies. Gentlemen...... Be quiet. Clapton said, "Let me sort things out...... At first, the three robbers who robbed the bank were single-handedly killed by a hostage, and that guy was a tough guy with anti-human tendencies, high intelligence, and good manners......"

"Yes." "That's right." "Yes." The hostages replied with a rambling tongue.

"He has no accomplices, and he hasn't hurt you, and no one is locked up in the vault." Clapton said again.

"Yes...... No. "That's right." "In a sense. He saved us. ”

Clapton laughed dryly: "It sounds like he's become a hero, so who can explain to me, this anonymous, why is he playing these tricks with us?" ”

"Maybe he's worried about being taken by you as an accomplice to the robbers." "yes. Just like us, trapped here for your interrogation. "That's right! Let go of me! I'm going to complain to you! ”

"Well, I'll check with you one last time about his physical features...... Asian, short black hair. Wearing a long purple suit, right? Clapton asked.

After getting an affirmative answer. He went to the phone and dialed the number again.

After beeping five times, Feng Bujue picked it up: "What advice, officer." ”

"Boy, I don't know who you are or what you want to do." "But you're in big trouble," Clapton said. ”

"Huh...... What's the trouble? Feng Bujue smiled and said, "I'm listening." ”

"I know you're not a robber, and your act of killing those three people can also be interpreted as justified defense, or even righteous and courageous, but ......," Clapton said, "After you killed them, you continued to take hostages, and used them to threaten and trick the police, and threw a large amount of cash in the bank into the street, which is no different from robbing a bank." ”

"So...... Please sue me, Officer Clapton. Feng Bujue asked, "Am I a hero or a criminal?" His voice suddenly became very strange, "This answer is very important, please think twice." ”

"Open the door, come out and surrender, and follow me back to the bureau." Clapton didn't answer Feng Bujue's question, but said, "Now that you don't have any hostages, if you don't come out, we'll storm through the main entrance." ”

"Answer, my question, officer." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's request and replied in an aggravated tone.

"Of course you're a criminal! Or what do you think you are? Clapton shouted, "Hurry up and open the door and surrender." ”

"Hmm......" Feng Bujue muttered, "Is this your answer...... Hum...... Funny, really funny. He thought for a few seconds and then said, "Okay, I'll open the door right away." ”

The roller shutter door slowly rises, and the scene inside the door looks the same as it did when it was closed.

"Raise your hand and get out from behind the counter." Clapton said into the phone.

"Huh...... I refuse. Feng Bujue replied.

Clapton had had enough of the other party, he raised his hand and motioned for several of his subordinates to go in and arrest people, while trying to distract Feng Buyi on the phone: "Haven't you had enough fun?" I don't want to see anyone die today. ”

Four heavily armed police officers rushed in through the main entrance, spreading out their positions and surrounding the counter.

Clapton held a phone in one hand and a telescope in the other, observing the situation, and when he saw his men approaching the counter, his heart had already risen to his throat, for fear that Feng would not realize that he would resist stubbornly and a shootout would occur.

Unexpectedly, the next scene was ......

The four police officers looked behind the counter with an inexplicable expression, and one of them reacted quickly, and immediately said into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder; "Sir, there's no one here."

"What?" Clapton instinctively spoke.

Feng Bujue on the other end of the phone smiled: "Hehe...... Guess what happened after that closing. ”

"Search, he must still be in that bank! It must be hidden somewhere! Clapton was not afraid of being blocked and heard unconsciously, and said directly into the walkie-talkie.

"Hmph...... Are you sure? Feng Bujue sneered.

Clapton said into the receiver again, "I'm still calling the counter......"

"Call forwarding." Feng Bujue smiled, "I lied to you when I said that the dead man's phone was out of battery at the beginning, his phone has enough power, and now it is still in my hand." ”

Clapton was a little late at this moment, and the other party covered the heads of those hostages, tied their hands and feet, and said "I have accomplices mixed in", to put it bluntly, in order to spread suspicion and delay time.

Clapton thought to himself: What he had done and said before, link after link, until that closing...... He knew very well that after that, I would be able to learn from the hostages that all his lying actions would be exposed to me. And I don't know yet...... It was between the closing of the door and the opening of the door that he did...... (To be continued)