Chapter 167: Hostages
"That's because Baker Street is so big, and it's so easy to disperse our little bit."
"The reason why the two of us were able to find each other was because of the positioning system and map given by Pan Yang, which can see each other's locations."
Seeing that Han Xueying had gradually understood what I meant, I continued.
"Even if there is a mobile phone live broadcast, there is no specific positioning system on it, and it will not be accurately reported due to your mobile location."
"In addition, Baker Street itself has a very thick fog, unless the two of us are relatively close together and have a positioning function, others generally can't converge at all."
"And even if it converges, in this case, how do you know that it's not Jack the Ripper standing opposite? Can you absolutely trust your teammates? ”
Han Xueying laughed when she heard this, "That's right, maybe I'm standing opposite you is Jack, aren't you afraid?" ”
I shook my head, "You can't be, at least our team doesn't have to worry about that." ”
Han Xueying is a very smart person, as soon as I said this, she immediately understood and nodded.
"That's right."
"I think this Pan Yang is too slow, why don't we two go and try to find the hostages first, anyway, they are all in the church, and when they come, we will contact them."
Even though it doesn't sound good, I think so.
I nodded, and went upstairs with Han Xueying from the next step first.
Not to mention anything else, the European-style retro architecture here is really good.
If it weren't for a live death game, I might have liked it a lot.
The design pattern is complex but not dazzling, and I like this unique way of designing.
Then we went to the second floor, where there was a row of almost identical rooms with many entrances.
Han Xueying and I decided to go in one by one to take a look.
As soon as the first door was opened, the hostages were met.
It was a white woman, her eyes were large and bright, her hands and feet were tied, and a black rag was gagged over her mouth.
After seeing us, it was as if he saw a savior.
She kept whimpering until the two of us walked over and helped her untie it.
She thanked her several times, but I didn't understand a word of what she said after that.
For this kind of mastery of foreign languages, I basically stop at the simple words of thank you and sorry.
What I didn't expect was that Han Xueying's foreign language was so good that she could chat with this white man.
After saying a few words, Han Xueying turned to me and said, "I've already talked about it, she said that she is willing to join us and believes that we can protect her." ”
I nodded, and that would be fine.
"Do you think she's a hostage?"
Han Xueying asked me in a low voice on the side.
"Why do you have this problem?"
Han Xueying kept frowning tightly, as if she didn't feel happy to find this woman.
"Maybe we all have an occupational disease in our practice, and I always feel that there is a strange aura in her, just like ......"
"I can't tell, but she can't be a ghost, and even if she is, it shouldn't hurt us much."
I glanced back at the woman who was standing not far away, looking around, and she wasn't looking in our direction.
Because Han Xueying was secretly talking to me, if a woman came to listen, it would be very abnormal.
What she is doing now is not faulty at all.
If it is really like Han Xueying's hunch, it will definitely be a devastating disaster to keep this kind of dangerous woman by her side.
This potential danger can be one less than one, so as to ensure an absolute probability of survival.
If she's just a hostage, it's very indecent for us to do this, and I don't know if it's really because of this situation, and she dies, if it doesn't count as our pot.
Whether or not we will be judged as a failure by the system are factors that we must consider.
"If you say this, except for those of us who participated in the live broadcast, the rest of the people here are ghosts, and these hostages are naturally too."
"There's a small chance it isn't." I thought about it for a moment, then replied.
"It's possible that something like us exists, but it's very unlikely."
"It's fine if the two of us hadn't saved her, but now that we've rescued her and can be roughly sure that she's a hostage, we can't abandon her, we have to take her with us."
"After all, our live broadcast mission is to protect the hostages."
Han Xueying nodded.
"Don't worry, I understand this."
Of course, I know that Han Xueying understands that she would not make such a low-level mistake.
We walked out of the room with the woman, and in fact only the two of us came out.
The woman seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and she couldn't get out, and she kept screaming inside, and I couldn't understand what she was saying.
Fortunately, there is also a Han Xueying next to her, who can act as my translator.
"Looks like she can't get out." Han Xueying sighed.
This is definitely about the special setting of this live broadcast again, maybe for everyone, maybe for a few people.
I had this conjecture at the time, that the number of hostages that each person could allocate was fixed, or even specific.
Let's say the woman we just met, from a certain macro point of view, she is indeed a hostage, but she is not a hostage in our field of responsibility.
In other words, if Jack the Ripper comes at this moment and kills her, there will be no loss for me and Han Xueying.
This can be seen from the series of reactions just now.
The woman can't get out of that door, and it's very likely that there is no one between the two of us who can protect her.
In other words, the designated object of protection is not us, and it has not yet arrived.
Han Xueying and I need to be responsible for another hostage.
I didn't tell Han Xueying the news directly, because I wasn't very sure myself.
If I tell her at that time, and the result is exactly different from what I imagined, it will be a real slap in the face!
After Han Xueying communicated with the woman for a few words, she calmed down instantly, and then actually began to hug Han Xueying and cry and scream.
Han Xueying was a little helpless.
I motioned across from her to hurry up and pushed open the second door.
In addition to Jack the Ripper or someone from another team in the live broadcast room, there is the most important reason why I am so anxious, and I want to see if my guess is correct.