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As the roller shutter door slowly lowered, Feng Bujue also stood up from behind the counter. At this time, he had already set up call forwarding, and as soon as Clapton outside the door dialed the landline at the bank counter again, it would be transferred to the mobile phone in his hand. Of course, the ringing method of the mobile phone has been adjusted to vibrate, and he has also confirmed that this number is not bound to ringtones.

Naturally, the time can be checked in the bank lobby, Feng Bujue glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, and read: "It will take at least seven or eight minutes to ask the hostages about the general situation......" He took the key and the key card (he had asked for it from the manager), walked through the door behind the counter, came to the monitoring room, and turned off all the monitoring probes.

Just now, in the minutes that the hostages' heads were all covered, but the police call had not yet arrived, Feng unconsciously took the time to go around the bank and roughly map out the structure of the building. He knew very well that there were only three ways to get out, first, the main entrance; second, ventilation pipes; Third, there are the windows of the four or five offices facing the street.

Feng Bujue didn't know the deployment of the police force outside, so he could only rely on speculation.

First of all, there must be someone outside the main gate, and even if the impact of the cash cannonball is still there, it is impossible for him to walk out in a grand manner.

Secondly, the window facing the street, ten likely, is also stared at, even if the police force there is not as much as the main entrance, but to escape, he must first use a pipe wrench to destroy the guardrail outside the window, whether in terms of time or concealment, it is very difficult to escape from there.

In the end, the ventilation duct remains.

Feng Bujue will not have any luck mentality, he firmly believes that with his character and the IQ of the Gaotan City police, there will definitely be people watching outside the exit of this ventilation duct. After crawling out on your own. There are no more than two situations: the first is to be caught by the police who have been in ambush around them; The second is to fall into the sight of one or more snipers in the distance.

"After some questioning, Clapton will know that I am the only one in the bank and that there are no other hostages. At this time, he either sent people to attack without saying hello. Or just talk to me and tell me to go out and surrender. Feng Bujue deduced the development of the situation in his heart: "It's easy to attack it, as long as you use death poker with the spiritual consciousness gathering technique, I will deal with the police officers who rushed in a little." You can escape through the window they entered.

But...... In the face of just one person, the probability that he would choose to negotiate with me is obviously greater. There is no reason for subordinates to take unnecessary risks and further expand material losses. If, after the communication, I said that I would put up a stubborn resistance, then it would not be too late for him to give the order for a strong attack. Then. He can also use the call to stabilize me and create conditions for his subordinates to get close. ”

"So, as long as I'm on the phone, the first officers to come in here will definitely take it for granted that most of their attention will be behind the counter." Feng Bujue said: "This makes it convenient for me to lead them into a trap......

He returned to the lobby and took off the submachine gun bandit's mask. Then turn over and jump into the inside of the counter, and the handle is a relatively intact mask. put it on the head of the bandit who pretended to be money, and then he dragged the body of the bandit with money and retreated all the way into the monitoring room.

The monitoring room has two facilities necessary for an undetectable escape. The first is the entrance to the ventilation duct. It's not surprising that it's found in almost every room except the vault; But the second one. Only at the counter and in the control room is the opening and closing of the metal roller shutter on the bank door.

Feng unconsciously put the body on an office chair in the monitoring room. Then they began to lay traps......

He pushed the chair into a corner, with its back facing the doorway. He then took out the second grenade from the Endless Grenade Magazine, tied a metal wire to the pull ring (found in the storeroom), and stuffed the grenade into the corpse's rotten face......

In fact, he could have fixed the explosives somewhere else, but ...... He just wanted the wire to come out of the eye hole of the mask, which might have had some kind of unique sense of humor.

So, a metal wire attached to the grenade tab started at the corpse's face, went all the way down, through the torso, between the legs, and was finally fixed to the hinge under the chair.

It's a good office chair with a high backrest and adjustable, the hinge under the seat plate is also functioning properly, you don't have to work hard to turn left and right, and the wheels on the chassis don't get stuck.

Feng Bujue was very sure that as long as someone turned or pulled this chair slightly from behind, after four seconds, there would be a few more corpses in this area of more than ten square meters.

When he was done, he walked over to the wall and jumped on top of a locker with both hands, where the entrance to the ventilation duct was. He took off the baffle and looked inside, and found that the inside of the pipe was relatively spacious, and with his own figure, he could squat in it and turn around.

At this time, the phone on the counter rang, and two seconds later, the mobile phone in Feng Buju's pocket rang, and he smiled: "Just ......in time" He jumped back to the ground, took off the Bluetooth on the phone, and pressed the answer button, "What advice, officer." As he spoke, he carefully placed the body of the phone into the corpse's jacket pocket.

Feng Bujue walked to the front of the control desk, talked to Clapton for a few words, and then opened the bank door.

"Raise your hand and get out from behind the counter." Clapton yelled on the other end of the phone.

"Huh...... I refuse. Feng Bujue wore Bluetooth, his movements were not affected in the slightest, he lightly jumped onto the locker, his legs went first, and he got into the ventilation duct.

"Haven't you had enough? I don't want to see anyone die today. Clapton added as several police officers burst into the bank and, as expected, surrounded the counter in the lobby.

Feng Bujue leisurely picked up the baffle from the top of the locker, put it back in place, slowly moved it back, and deliberately told Clapton about call transfer.

Clapton thought for more than ten seconds, then suddenly turned his head, ran towards the group of hostages, found a bald man from the crowd, and shouted anxiously, "Hey! Where can I control those metal doors? ”

The bank manager was stunned for a moment, and replied, "In ...... Counter...... Behind. ”

"Where else is there a switch?" Clapton said again.

"Uh...... At...... in the monitoring room. The bank manager replied, "Go in from behind the counter." The door says staff area, and the corridor at the back leads to the warehouse, staff toilet and ......"

Before he could ramble, Clapton picked up the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and shouted; "Did you hear that?"

"Yes, sir, we're about to go inside." One officer replied that he and three other colleagues who had rushed in together exchanged glances and approached the door.

When it was discovered that the door lock required a key card to open, the officer decisively fired a shot at the door lock and kicked it in. They are also very adaptable. One person remained in the lobby, while the other three covered each other and pushed inside.

"Whatever you're up to, it's already over." Clapton picked up the phone again and said to Feng Buake: "I know that you are in the monitoring room, I advise you to put down your weapons obediently." Stand with your head in your hands, lest my men kill you. ”

"Huh...... What do you think, it's your business, I can tell you unequivocally, I'm no longer in that building. Feng Bujue smiled: "I think, if your reasoning ability is okay, you should be able to realize it." In the process of closing and opening the door on the last occasion, I had already gone out of the ventilation duct. ”

"Hmph...... Is it? You liar, can you explain how you managed to get out of a rooftop that doesn't even have a fire staircase? Until then. And how did you get out of under my sniper's nose? Yes? Clapton sneered.

Feng Bujue put out these two sentences, and he was happy in his heart, and he replied: "Of course I have my way, you can ask the hostages how I killed the robber with the submachine gun." After asking, you may be able to understand. He smiled. He continued, "Alright, let's end this boring game, officer." I know someone should be recording our conversation, so please take note of this - six super criminals from another world are about to bring some great gifts to Gotham City, and that millions of dollars are just the beginning. After that, Feng Bujue ended the call and crushed the Bluetooth with a pipe wrench.

Normally, the distance between Bluetooth and the mobile phone must be within ten meters, and if there is a barrier, it may be less than ten meters, so Feng Bujue did not climb out very far, anyway, his position, it is basically impossible to be affected by the explosion.

It took a little time for the three officers to arrive at the surveillance room, as there were a few other rooms along the way, and they had to quickly check the situation behind the doors before they could move on.

The door to the monitoring room was unlocked, and the officers pushed the door and broke in, all looking at the same place.

In the corner of the wall farthest from the doorway, there was an office chair with a very high backrest, and on it sat a man, the top of his head exposed above the backrest, and what appeared to be a black mask on his head. His hands rested neatly on the armrests on either side of the chair, motionless.

The three of them shouted, "Don't move! Police, hands up! "Hands up! Turn it around! "Turn around! Show me your hands! ”

The other party did not respond.

After a brief eye contact, one of the three officers stood in the doorway, continuing to raise his gun and aim at the chair, while the other two approached left and right.

This monitoring room is such a big place, and the office chair is in the corner, they must have to turn or pull the chair to see the face of the person sitting on it, so......

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A minute after the explosion, Clapton personally led eight police officers into the bank, while the rest remained on the street to maintain order and hold their posts.

He had two people stand at the gate of the bank, two of them standing in the two corridors connected by the bank lobby, and the remaining four of them rushed into the staff area behind the counter.

When he came to the monitoring room, Clapton happened to see the fourth police officer who had been staying at the counter, he was the first person to rush in after hearing the explosion, and at this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, holding a dying colleague in his arms, he looked up to the sky and roared, "Oh! Oh, God! Leicester...... Not ......"

And the wounded Lester, who still had a breath left, was the police officer closest to the door at the time of the explosion, and the other two were already in a blur of flesh and blood in the monitoring room, killed on the spot.

"Call the doctor! Fast! Clapton yelled at one of his men, "Quick! Go out into the street and let them bring the stretcher in......"

Although he shouted excitedly, he also knew in his heart that Lester might not be able to do it. It is estimated that it is impossible to even make it to the ambulance, let alone to the hospital. Again...... The situation on the street is chaotic at the moment, and the ambulance can't get out at all.

"Leicester! Leicester! The officer holding him shouted twice, then burst into tears, "Oh God! Why is this happening......"

"Damn it!" Clapton kicked the wall hard, "This bastard! He rushed into the monitoring room, running towards the explosion point, his eyes as if he was about to erupt with fire, "What's going on?" ”

The intercoms on the officers were always on. So Clapton could hear them as they moved, and he knew that dozens of seconds before the explosion, the three had seen their target and controlled the situation, but they didn't know what happened next......

"Could it be that this bastard pulled the bomb on his body......" Clapton crouched down and looked at the charred corpse. Wrong...... The clothes on this dead man are wrong! He stood up and frowned: "He made an explosive trap on other people's corpses?" So where did he go? ”

In fact, in Clapton's initial questioning, someone had already said about the so-called "strange golden light" and the fact that Feng was able to take out a weapon out of thin air, but Clapton focused on other information and didn't care about the details that sounded like nonsense.

Until before the explosion, he was instructed by Feng Buke. Once again, I focused on asking about the details of the submachine gun bandits' killing, only to find that things didn't seem to be so simple.

"Is this 'nameless' the latest 'super criminal'?" Clapton grabbed his thinning hair in one hand and gritted his teeth, "Could it be that he has really escaped?" "Remembering this. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said to the sniper who was monitoring the roof of the building, "Newman, can you be sure no one has ever come out of the vent?" ”

"Uh...... Yes, sir. ”

"I mean. You can be 100% sure of your sight. Never moved off that vent? ”

The other party thought for a few seconds: "Hmm...... Sir, I can't be staring at the same place every second, maybe a few times more than ten seconds apart, I'm staring at the street, and the gate. ”

"Damn it!" Clapton cursed, then exhaled indignantly, adjusting his tone: "Alright, come down, Newman," he adjusted the frequency again: "The other snipers, also withdraw their rifles, put their rifles back on the equipment cart, and go to the street to help." He adjusted the frequency again and connected the tactical squad, "The second squad, the third squad, three people are left on the back street, and the others have also come to the bank door to help." ”

After all, Clapton was the supreme commander on the scene, and even though he was more sad and depressed than anyone else, he still had to do his duty and dispatch his subordinates to clean up the mess: "Notify the bureau and send a logistics team to collect evidence on the spot." Others, join me, and search every room and nook and cranny of this place to see if there are any other bandits or hostages. He spoke into the walkie-talkie as he returned to the hallway.

At this point, Clapton has almost confirmed that he has encountered a "supercriminal".

Feng Bujue's previous series of behaviors, coupled with his calm attitude, all show that this "anonymous" is by no means an idle person. His behavior is capricious and unpredictable. He took out the robbers; and took hostages; played tricks on the police; Millions of cash were sprinkled on the streets; All the hostages were released; Killed three policemen......

Hero? Outlaws? Robin hood? Terrorist? Humanitarians? Murderer?

He is like a metronome, swinging back and forth between good and evil, exuding a mad atmosphere, but with a meticulous mind and outstanding ability to act. If it weren't for the hostages' descriptions of their unaware appearance, Clapton would have thought of a psychopath in an Ackham asylum.

"Sir, maybe he's still hiding in the ventilation pipes?" A young police officer in the hallway asked.

"That's right, then you'll be in charge of checking it out." Clapton replied with a wry smile, in his opinion, Feng Bujue must have escaped, he would never have imagined that the other party was actually hiding a few meters away from him......

"Uh...... Am I alone? Where to start? The young officer replied.

"Hey...... Listen, rookie, when you've been in Gotham City long enough, you'll understand that there are some criminals that can't be dealt with by conventional means. Clapton said in a class-like tone, "With a few seconds of relaxation, they can slip out of the sniper's sight and disappear forever." Some of these guys can fly up walls, some can use their bodies to release nerve gas, and some can bite you off half of your body in one bite. Do you think a clown hides in a ventilation duct? Two-faced, Riddler, will they hide in the ventilation pipes? Clapton shook his head: "I've seen a lot of things like this today...... If you want to check it, go ahead, and the others will come with me. ”

Clapton's thoughts also reflect the thoughts of most police officers in Gotham City. Even Chief Gordon can't deny that the person who can save the city is Batman, and the police's job is to clean up the battlefield for him.

The young police officer lifted the hat on his head and replied seriously, "Yes, sir." He looked around, and soon his gaze stopped at the vent in the monitoring room.

The entrance to the ventilation duct is located at the highest point of the wall, at a height close to the ceiling. Although the explosion had deformed the locker somewhat, it did not prevent the officer from climbing on.

As soon as he propped his hands, his upper body turned onto the top of the cabinet, and after his weight shifted to it, his legs were lifted up. Then he reached for the ventilation duct baffle...... (To be continued)