Chapter 63: Names Don't Match? (The third watch, kneeling and begging for votes)

City's inspector came quickly.

But the panic in the hospital has not gone away.

Those who run out are naturally rejoicing.

But the people who stayed in the hospital were trembling in groups.

The cold-blooded and ruthless emanation of the young man in front of him became more and more real as time passed.

They didn't know where the young individual came from or why they had locked down the outpatient clinic.

They handed over their mobile phones to each other in fear, not daring to say a word.

Outside the outpatient department, Manchester City Inspector Zhao Zhenyi was holding a microphone and using various languages loudly, trying to communicate with Xu Lang.

After all, this is the Chinese quarter of Manchester City, and people from all parts of the globe are possible.

It wasn't until he heard Xu Lang's indifferent voice on a walkie-talkie that he was slightly stunned and subconsciously said, "Chinese? ”

As a Manchester City inspector, he has experienced various cases for so many years.

He took the walkie-talkie and asked, "What do you call it?" ”

Xu Lang didn't avoid this question, from the beginning, when he wanted to complete the task, he didn't think about it, he just said lightly: "Xu Lang"

"Ah Lang, please stay calm, I ....."

Before Zhao Zhenyi's voice could be said, Xu Lang interrupted mercilessly.

He pointed a gun at all the people currently left in the hospital, although he was acting, but at this moment, under his god-level acting skills, he had a strong grasp of every detail.

He said in an extremely deep voice, cold: "Not long ago, a plane landed in Manchester City with a heart, I want you to get the heart back within an hour, otherwise I will start killing,"

Zhao Zhenyi asked, "What do you want this heart for?" ”

Xu Lang ignored the other party's question, but continued: "Also, I want to see reporters, except for reporters, no one is allowed to approach the emergency room."

After Xu Lang finished speaking, he walked to the door.

Through the crack in the window, he saw that the Manchester City inspector Zhao Zhenyi was about to come over, and he was still saying that he wanted to know the situation inside and other news, and he interrupted without hesitation.

He said angrily, "I advise you to cherish a little time, or in fifty-eight minutes you will see the first corpse." ”

After finishing speaking, Xu Lang did not answer, but swept his gaze from the hostages one by one.

Xu Lang found out today that the system has another function.

Small Report .....

It doesn't work every time, but it does work occasionally, at least today.

When Xu Lang shot just now, the system made an answer in a timely manner.

To be precise, the identity information of several of these people.

This is important.... At least for Xu Lang, this news can save him a lot of things, such as the young doctor in the white coat, who is the doctor who is going to operate on Xin'er.

For example, the man who was directly stopped by himself just now, and was punched and kicked by himself, is Song Ming, the director of this hospital.

These messages, if not informed by the system, would be completely confusing.

But fortunately, he is a man who hangs up.

At this point, it can be said that it is really just perfect.

There was also some information about other people, but Xu Lang subconsciously ignored it, after all, these two talents were the key.

Xu Lang's gaze swept over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Song Ming.

Although he knew everything, he asked, "Where did that heart go?" ”

The corners of Song Ming's mouth were still bleeding, looking at Xu Lang's cold gaze, fear struck leisurely, he quickly shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'm just a little person, I really don't know." ”

Xu Lang sneered, he didn't speak.

He didn't know where the heart was, so the way it was might be the quickest way to find it.

But he couldn't sit still, Xu Lang felt that he still had to make some other preparations.

He came to the door, through the crack in the window.

Looking at the busy inspector outside, he held the walkie-talkie and said, "There are still fifty-five minutes." ”

The voice was cold, Zhao Zhenyi took the walkie-talkie and said, "Ah Lang, we are trying to find a way, don't worry....."

Xu Lang continued to ask, "What about the reporter I want?" ”

Zhao Zhenyi said: "We are looking for it. ”

"Looking?" Xu Lang chuckled, he naturally knew that the other party must want to arrange the police, pretending to be a reporter, his eyes swept from the outside, and then continued: "Just the reporter in front of you, take off your clothes and come in with a camera." ”

Zhao Zhenyi looked up, and sure enough, there was another female reporter in front of him.

When he saw the reporter, he was speechless.

This reporter is a Chinese demon half-blood, and it can be said that he is very famous in the Chinese area of Manchester City, the kind of person who is bold and dares to report anything.

Whoever chooses is not good, choose her.

He was just about to refuse, but saw that the other party dragged his coat directly, revealing his tender white fragrant shoulders, and walked inside with the camera.

He tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Watching the reporter walk in, he looked at his subordinates and said, "We must find out his information, and restore the picture inside as soon as possible to ensure the safety of the hostages." ”

"Got it."

Someone came to his side and said with some concern, "But the name doesn't match?"

"The name doesn't match?

Zhao Zhenyi was slightly stunned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

The man said: "The information we found shows that the man in front of us, named Zhang Ye, is strong. ”

"What?"

Zhao Zhenyi was shocked and speechless, he really couldn't imagine that the young man who hijacked the outpatient department of the Manchester Chinese Hospital turned out to be Chinese.

The other party is no longer bold and ruthless, it is simply ruthless.

Why would this kind of person suddenly appear in Manchester City and hijack an outpatient department, what heart do they want?

Zhao Zhenyi frowned and asked, "In the hospital, there must be his friends or relatives, especially the cardiology department, go and check." ”

After saying that, he remembered something and continued: "Also, look carefully why he is hiding his name. ”

But in a blink of an eye, Zhao Zhenyi felt extremely normal.

After all, as the boss of the party, it is actually normal for him to come here and be reluctant to show his real name, so he is not ready to debunk it.

Anyway, I'm used to calling Ah Lang, but it's actually not bad.

Of course Xu Lang didn't know this, he just looked at the reporter who walked in, his heart jumped slightly, I have to say, this mixed-race little beauty in front of him is really good-looking.