(PS: Since it is not allowed to write the chief of the police, the chief of the bureau in the previous article has been changed to the head of the detachment, so I hope you know.) ）

The monk suddenly remembered that Wen Yiqian was a bomb controlled by a mobile phone.

If the phone has no signal, how to control it?

So, in fact, there is always a signal.

Maybe it was only because his phone card was a black card from other places, coupled with the consistent urine of the operator, that he lost the signal for a short time, making him mistakenly think that he was blocked by the police.

"Draft." After the monk figured out the whole story, he greeted the family of the immovable operator from the bottom of his heart.

He hurriedly used his mobile phone to contact the person, and his finger quickly tapped the screen to confess the general situation to the other party.

"Monk, there's no time." The monkey couldn't help but urge.

The countdown on the bomb at the door was impressively less than a minute.

The monk ignored it, anxiously waiting for a reply.

Finally, the other party replied with two messages in a row-

"Trade all the hostage's lives for the guy at the door as a hostage."

"Don't worry, he'll agree!"

After seeing the news, the monk shouted at Wen Yiqian without thinking: "We can release all the hostages, but you must be our hostages to ensure that we leave safely!"

Wen Yiqian didn't speak, and looked at each other with a smile.

The countdown on the bomb continues...... 20，19，18……

Everyone in the entire bank was about to jump out of their hearts.

Neither the monk nor the monkey can be sure whether the other party will agree.

After all, that guy claimed to be a death row prisoner, and he came to save people just to reduce his sentence.

Wouldn't it be worth the loss to put yourself on the rescue of these people?

But they don't have a choice, they can only trust that person's mind.

After all, that man was the smartest guy they'd ever met!

"I agree!"

With only 10 seconds left in the countdown, Wen Yiqian nodded and turned off the bomb with his mobile phone.

The countdown was fixed at 7 seconds, and everyone in the bank had a feeling of escaping death, breaking out in a cold sweat and weakening their bodies.

Such a person is willing to sacrifice himself to save all the hostages.

Everyone has a feeling that they are dreaming, and they only sigh silently in their hearts.

Sure enough, he was a madman, and no one knew what was going on in his head.

Seeing this, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, immediately retracted into the bunker, and sent a message on his mobile phone: "He agreed."

"Expected."

"Next, use him as a hostage and ask the police to prepare a car for you to leave."

After recovering the backbone, the monk felt a lot more relieved, put away his mobile phone, and muttered a few words to the monkey.

Immediately after, he walked out and said to Wen Yiqian: "You come in, we will release people."

Wen Yiqian nodded, and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt: "In order to prevent you from doing something stupid enough to make me angry, I will explain to you in advance first......

He pulled open his jacket, revealing the bomb hidden inside, and raised eyebrows at a few people, "I have a bad temper, and it will explode if I'm not careful, understand?" ”

"Do you sell bombs?" The monkey also lost his temper at this time, and only dared to complain in a low voice.

"Don't worry, we mean what we say." The monk slowed down his breathing and said calmly.

With that, he gestured at the monkey.

The monkey understood, came to the group of hostages, cut the ropes on their feet one by one, and shouted, "You can get out, line up, and go out one by one."

The group of hostages hurriedly scrambled to line up, and couldn't wait to walk outside.

"You can go too." Wen Yiqian patted the shoulder of the policeman holding the blast shield in front of him.

The policeman looked back at him deeply, silently said "take care", and then led the hostages away.

Looking at the hostages passing by one by one, Wen Yiqian walked into the bank very consciously and walked towards the positions of several bandits.

Both the monk and the monkey subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, I'm your hostage now." Wen Yiqian raised his hands, and all the bombs hidden in his clothes were exposed to the air.

Several bandits were speechless for a while, and the sense of crisis lingered in their hearts.

They now feel like they've seen a psycho with a knife.

They couldn't tell at all, the other party was holding a knife and was ready to chop vegetables? Or are you going to cut them?

"Why hasn't he spoken?" Wen Yiqian chatted casually, pointing to Xiaobai, who had never opened his mouth and had almost zero sense of existence.

"He's a mute." Monk Dao.

At this time, most of the hostages were gone, and the monkey's eyes flickered slightly, and he grabbed the last hostage.

Before Wen Yiqian could say anything, the monk took the lead in asking, "Monkey, what are you doing?"

"I'm afraid that one hostage is not enough, and it is safer to leave another one." The monkey said to Wen Yiqian, "What do you think?" ”

He just wanted to kill Wen Yiqian's sharp spirit, and wanted this guy to recognize the situation and not be too arrogant.

"Don't play these boring little tricks." Wen Yiqian yawned and slowly walked towards the monkey.

"What do you want to do?" The monkey's body is slightly stiff.

"Do you want to know why I was sentenced to death?" Wen Yiqian came to the monkey, took advantage of his height, and looked at each other condescendingly, his eyes indifferent.

"For ...... Why? The monkey felt a panic, looked away, did not dare to look directly at the other party, grabbed the hostage's hand, and unconsciously let go.

The hostage was also clever, and escaped with a crawl.

"Because ......," the corners of Wen Yiqian's mouth rose, "if you look handsome, you will be sentenced." ”

He had a mischievous smile on his face, "So I ...... Condemned to death. ”

Several bandits had a sense of absurdity in their hearts.

At this time, this guy can still tell cold jokes as if nothing happened, he is really sick in the brain!

Seeing that several people fell silent, Wen Yiqian shook his head: "I'm afraid that you will be too nervous, so I will tell you a joke to make you happy."

"You're hostage, we're kidnappers robbing banks."

"Are you still afraid that we will be nervous? You tell jokes to amuse us? ”

Several bandits had a sense of absurdity for a while, and even had a kind of doubt.

Are you crazy after all? Or are we crazy?

"Can't figure out such a simple question?" Wen Yiqian pursed his lips and sat down next to him, "Haven't you seen it yet?" I'm on the same page as you now. ”

"What do you mean?" The monkey is straightforward and fast-talking.

"Why would I, a condemned prisoner, agree to exchange myself for this group of hostages and leave safely?" Wen Yiqian asked rhetorically.

"What the hell are you talking about?" The monkey was confused.

The monk's pupils constricted, and he suddenly realized, and blurted out: "You want to escape with us!"

"It's not too stupid." Wen Yiqian praised.