Of course, Carter couldn't have really shouted at the crowd that he was SB or something, he just pulled out his badge when everyone was looking at him, and then shouted that there was a bomb in the venue, telling everyone to run for their lives.

As a result, a large number of guests instantly became chaotic and ran in the direction of the exit.

It happened so quickly that the FBI people didn't react at all, and the whole venue was completely out of order, and when the guests and hotel staff ran away, the people who stayed there immediately showed two different reactions.

The FBI agents, disguised as guests and dressed in high class, looked blankly at their superiors, because the sudden chaos had completely exceeded their expectations.

And the Nakajima gangsters who were mixed in with the hotel staff invariably picked up their guns.

The crowd dissipated, and the entire convention and exhibition center suddenly became empty, and all identity disguises became redundant, and Li Yan also noticed Nakajima standing next to the bar counter, Nakajima was still holding a Uzi submachine gun in his hand.

But what really caught Li Yan's attention was an American businessman who had been with Consul Han before.

The American businessman was standing next to Nakajima, as if he was communicating something with Nakajima, and he was still holding something in his hand, which was a transparent plastic cylinder with a green circuit board inside, exactly the same as the bomb detonator that had fallen from Nakajima's body before.

"Thomas, what are you?!"

Seeing the detonating device in the hands of American businessman Thomas, can Consul Han still not understand.

Carter's sudden clearance not only disrupted the deployment of the FBI, but also completely revealed the Nakajima gang, and the real mastermind behind the whole incident didn't even have time to react, and was exposed to the public on the spot, which made everyone quite embarrassed.

Thomas Griffin, the president of the Sino-American Joint Chamber of Commerce in New York, has maintained extremely close ties with the Chinese Consulate General in New York to promote friendly relations between China and the United States, and to reap the benefits of business cooperation.

On the bright side, this person can be said to be a very firm American friend of China.

However, I am afraid that only this Mr. Thomas himself and his subordinates know in their hearts that he is the actual controller of the Hong Kong Middle Island Gang, and at the same time the funder, and the real mastermind behind the entire transnational cultural relics smuggling case.

And the kidnapping of Han Surong and the revenge against Consul Han were also instructed by him.

In Hong Kong, their smuggling business was cracked by the Hong Kong Island police, and the entire Hong Kong Middle Island gang was almost uprooted, and even the historical relics smuggled from Chinese mainland were confiscated and sent back to the mainland.

This Mr. Thomas can be said to be bleeding heavily, so he simply took revenge, and now, seeing that he has been completely exposed, Thomas not only did not fear, but jumped out arrogantly.

Why—probably because his men were all carrying guns.

"Before the return of Hong Kong, these historical relics in front of you originally belonged to a private collector, that is, me, I spent half a lifetime to collect these priceless treasures, but I didn't expect that they were all taken away by you overnight."

"Han, your daughter has six C4 plastic bombs strapped to her body now, and if I press this detonating device, she will die."

Because the members of the Nakajima gang pulled out their guns first, the FBI agents did not dare to move now.

In the main control room of the exhibition center, CIA agent Frank Moses has already conveyed the order in the Bluetooth headsets of the agents that no one should be allowed to act aggressively.

This was to protect the lives of the agents who didn't have time to draw their guns, and to prevent the frustrated businessman from pressing the detonator.

Li Yan stared at the detonator in Chairman Thomas's hand, and he was eager to eat it alive, but he didn't act after all.

However, he had already seen Carter, who was hiding behind the cultural relics display case, coloring him, and then quietly slipped out of the venue, presumably to find Han Surong's whereabouts.

Carter's idea was good, the venue was large, relatively, in order to ensure that the remote-controlled detonator of the bomb could receive a signal, and the bombs strapped to the little girl would not be too far away.

And the most suitable place for Tibetans, and at the same time, the most convenient place to transfer, is nothing more than those vehicles on the street outside the venue.

A flash of realization flashed in Li Yan's heart, realizing that he had to find a way to buy Carter time until Carter found Han Surong.

He was about to say something, but a sudden voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present.

It was also at this time that these people present noticed that in addition to the two sides, there were other people here, who had only come out now, or rather, had just appeared in front of everyone.

"Mr. Thomas, you said that you spent half your life collecting these priceless treasures, and that you really spent a lot of money."

"Your so-called priceless treasure can't be sold on the stall of Panjiayuan in Beijing, and your income in half of your life is only a middle class, are you deceived?"

Lin Cheng's figure appeared at the entrance of the venue, slowly walked to the center of the crowd, and said in a strange manner.

His sudden appearance made the atmosphere of the entire venue suddenly become a little strange.

Most people here don't know him, but Li Yan and Nakajima have met with him, and the old CIA agent Frank in the control room has also investigated Lin Cheng, but they didn't expect him to appear here.

"What do you mean by that?"

President Thomas's piercing gaze fell on the young man who had suddenly appeared.

"I mean—the art of counterfeiting cultural relics in China has reached its peak, and none of us can see it, and you foreigners can't see it."

"Most of these exhibits present are fakes, what are you still complacent about, and you know in your own heart how much money you have spent."

After a pause, Lin Cheng continued to speak.

He spoke Chinese, but Thomas, who had lived in Beijing for several years, understood Beijing dialect, and this kid listened to him very respectfully, but in fact he had been belittling him, and suddenly became a little annoyed and angry, and took out a pistol and aimed it at Lin Cheng's chest.

However, despite being pointed at gunpoint, Lin Cheng's face did not show the slightest panic.

He didn't even take out his gun, but slowly raised his hand, and unbuttoned his suit jacket one by one from top to bottom under the blank gaze of Mr. Thomas and the group of people around him.

Under Lin Cheng's suit, he was not wearing the original gray vest lining, but a bomb vest modified from body armor, with the bulletproof insert plate removed, but replaced with a bomb vest with six C4 plastic bombs.

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp, and suddenly the temperature of the entire venue dropped by several degrees...... Probably.