Outside Iron Mountain Prison, the siren sounded and a long cordon was raised.

Quentin Lance stood behind the police car and stared at the police helicopter with the Star City Police Department logo in the night sky.

Searchlights cast a bright column of light over Iron Mountain Prison, which had been controlled by prisoners, and the details of the riot were being confirmed.

"Area B fell completely, and nearly two hundred prisoners were released...... No guards were seen. ”

Hearing the information reported by the driver, Quentin Lance looked grim and frowned.

As the state's highest-security prison, the sprawling complex creeping in the night is surrounded by impenetrable walls and iron fences, and only the gate can be accessed normally.

There are four guard tower-like guard posts on the perimeter, and there are usually four to six guards inside, armed with two light machine guns, forming a network of intertwined fire.

The overall layout of the prison is six areas, four cells for prisoners, an administrative building, and a rest area for prison staff.

If you want to storm in, it is obviously impossible to rely on the Star City Police Department alone, unless the armed forces of the National Guard can be dispatched.

"How did these bastards succeed?"

Detective Reims was puzzled, Iron Mountain Prison was heavily guarded, and this had never been the case.

Armed with batons and stunners, armed guards, and water cannons if necessary, a riot is impossible for a group of unarmed prisoners!

"God! They have heavy weapons! ”

The driver shouted in a panic, and the voice came from the radio intercom.

Quentin Lance jerked his head up, and a dull noise erupted in the direction of the prison, white smoke rose up, and then the night sky lit up with a fire!

The low-flying helicopter exploded instantly, and in the huge roar, a dazzling flame bloomed!

The steel wreckage slammed down, accompanied by a splash of crimson fire!

"How can they have FIM-92 Stinger missiles!? Even if those prisoners had occupied the gun storage room, they would not have had such a heavy firepower weapon! ”

Detective Lance roared angrily, but unfortunately there was no one to answer his question.

The Star City Police Department is facing an extremely embarrassing situation at this time, either asking the state government for help and calling the National Guard; Or negotiate with the prisoners held in Iron Mountain Prison.

Between quickly resolving the issue and reducing the impact of this incident, the Chief Superintendent of the Star City Police Department chose the latter.

Angrily hanging up the phone from his immediate boss, Quentin Lance cursed in a low voice.

Now in this situation, it is obvious that the National Guard should be called directly, and the hell knows how the prisoners in the prison got their hands on anti-aircraft missiles!

"Tell the bastards and scum inside and ask for negotiations."

Quentin Lance got a quick reply, and he walked over to the intercom and picked up the intercom.

"Hello, Detective Lance."

A deep voice came from the other end.

"Oliver Quinn? Do you know what you're doing? You're on your way to an electric chair! ”

Quentin Lance heard the other man's voice and said angrily.

It was he who personally sent the heir of the Quinn family to Iron Mountain Prison, and made severe accusations that were difficult to refute.

During the time that Oliver Quinn was serving his time in prison, his mother did not give up the idea of rescuing him, and found a team of various well-known lawyers to fight for a reduced sentence or a lighter sentence for her son.

"I've forgotten that name, Detective Reims."

The other man's tone remained the same, and his voice was hoarse and low, like rusted metal.

"We have one hundred and sixty hostages, including guards and wardens, as well as doctors and civilian staff."

"What do you want?"

Quentin Lance squeezed the phrase out of his throat.

He didn't understand why Oliver Quinn chose to escape in this way, if he stayed in prison and served his sentence in prison, wait four or five years, and the limelight of the vigilante would pass.

Perhaps the Quinn family will be able to use the energy in their hands to make this heir walk out of the prison gate openly.

"Freedom."

The other party was concise and to the point.

"One hundred and sixty hostages in exchange for one hundred and sixty places to be released, isn't it?"

"It can't be!"

Quentin Lance refused the request without even thinking about it.

How much harm will one hundred and sixty heinous criminals do if they escape from Iron Mountain Prison?

And if it is announced in the future, the city government and the Star City Police Department will face huge public opinion pressure!

"You've got five minutes to think about it, and in five minutes we'll kill the first hostage."

The indifferent voice from the intercom made Detective Reims feel like falling into an ice cave.

He didn't understand why Oliver Quinn was like this, even though the other party was once a violent person, playing the role of a vigilante in Star City, and maintaining law and order with a bow and arrow.

But at that time, Quentin Lance thought at most that this rich boy was a thug who had gone astray.

But now Oliver Quinn is very much like the vicious criminal he came into contact with, treating human life like a mustard, and not caring about the consequences of killing at all.

"Let me talk to Mr. Quinn."

Just as Quentin Lance hesitated, a hand was placed on his shoulder and the walkie was taken.

"Leo White? Sorry, this is the ...... of the police station."

Detective Reims couldn't help but frown when he saw the well-dressed Leo.

Of course he knew the other party, after all, this young Mr. White was a celebrity in Star City.

Because of the Palm Lake redevelopment project, Leo White was praised by the media, like a rising star of tomorrow.

It's just, what is he doing here?

Before Detective Lance finished speaking, he saw a strange sign like an eye on the other party, and then said, "I'm sorry, Detective Lance, from now on, I will take over here." ”

"Ahem, if you have any objections, you can report them to your boss and the town hall."

Felicity, who was standing next to Leo, said with little confidence.

This IT woman with blonde hair and ponytail obviously does not have a clear understanding of her identity, and she is very unskilled in speaking of this kind of official language.

Quentin Lance looked at the two men with a scrutinizing gaze and dialed his boss's phone.

Could it be that the heir of this big family has other hidden identities behind it?

Detective Lance was a little confused, and had to think that these rich and rich people always had some quirky habits.

"Mr. Quinn, I can't imagine that our first formal conversation would be in this situation."

Leo didn't care about Mr. Detective's mental activity, he picked up the intercom and said to Oliver Quinn, who was in prison.

"Huh...... Leo White, I've thought countless times since I entered Iron Mountain Prison that I would have to say something if I could see you again or talk to you one day. ”

There was silence for a moment, followed by hoarse laughter.

Oliver Quinn, who has always maintained his calmness, finally showed his inner emotions at this moment.

"Actually, I also imagined that you would ask me why I framed you like in the movie? Or like a lone hero, he went into White Manor, put a gun to my head, and said, 'Forgive you for being God's business, and my mission is to send you to God,' and shoot me in the head. ”

Leo chuckled under his breath, like a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"I wanted to ask, but then I figured it out, and it didn't need a reason in the first place."

The voice coming from the intercom returned to a calm tone.

"Either become an enemy or give up my vigilante career, you gave me two chances to choose."

"It's hypocritical, perhaps, but that's not the outcome I want to see."

The corners of Leo's mouth rose slightly, looking out at the high prison walls that stood in the night.

"You gave me two choices, and now I'll give it back to you, Leo White."

Oliver Quinn's voice, with a hint of cheerful malice, said in a deep voice: "Either go into Iron Mountain Prison alone, or I will kill all the hostages; Either release one hundred and sixty prisoners, including me, and then I will complete my revenge! ”

"Choose!"