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Zhang Jing drove Liang Jieshu's two-box Chevrolet car to the Hilton Hotel near the Space Needle in Pike Place Market.

The car drove into the underground parking lot and took the elevator to the ground floor to check in.

On the first night of coming to Seattle, Zhang Jing also spent the night here, opposite the murderous house apartment that Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing had rented before.

Book a double bed room and order some food and drinks to be delivered to your room, and look like you're going to party.

This surprised Zhou Manmiao and Liang Jieshu, before Zhang Jing and now Zhang Jing, completely sentenced the two of them.

This kind of thinking didn't last long, and they found that Zhang Jing was still the same Zhang Jing, only eating, drinking, watching TV, not taking off his clothes, and there was no scene of a dragon fighting two phoenixes that made people blush.

In the evening, Zhou Manmiao couldn't stand it, so she suddenly got up, walked up to Zhang Jing and reminded her politely, "Brother Zhang, go to sleep." ”

"I'll swipe my phone for a while."

Zhou Manmiao is nothing, but she didn't expect Liang Jieshu, who has always been like an ostrich and is very shy, suddenly became angry.

"It was you who brought us to the hotel, we came," Liang Jieshu was very angry, "Are you pretending to be a gentleman again now and deliberately humiliating people!" ”

It can be seen that Zhou Manmiao and Liang Jieshu are all sincere, with an infatuated look, Zhang Jing sighed that he saved the earth in his last life.

Unable to drag it on, Zhang Jing explained, "I want to ask you for your help, stay in this room until tomorrow noon, and then if the police ask, what happened to us in the room;

Manmiao, you vaguely answered, 'What do you love to do?', Jieshu, you vaguely answered, 'What can a man and two women do?' ’”

Zhou Manmiao and Liang Jieshu were stunned, and the reversal of things was beyond the brain.

"Brother Zhang, why did the police come to us tomorrow?" Zhou Manmiao asked curiously.

Liang Jieshu was also very curious and listened with her ears pricked up.

"Tomorrow you will know, remember not to say the wrong thing."

That's it, the three of them stayed in the room, they really didn't do anything, if Ding Jiaqi knew, I don't know if she would believe it?

The answer, of course, is no, and she must not be allowed to know.

....

The next morning, Zhang Jing pinched the time and took the elevator to the parking lot on the negative floor.

Twenty minutes forward in time, a modified fake. Dodge pickup, storming the Bellevue District Police Department yard.

Two men wearing grimace masks, large sunglasses, body armor, bulletproof helmets, and double-feed magazine 47 rifles in their hands calmly got out of the car.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

A burst of bullets swept wildly, "Throw away your weapons, lie down on the spot, only rob money, don't kill people!" ”

The robbers even used voice changers and PA speakers.

Some complied, others resisted.

It was useless to resist and take a shuttle of bullets directly, and it was useless to hide behind the car, and the steel-core bullets passed through the body of the car and killed two people, which was very decisive and decisive.

The police, who are also human beings, did not dare to move at all in this situation, and then were gathered together by the robbers, handcuffed in a circle, and two of them were still stepping on mines under their feet, and they were rigidly fixed in place.

"Don't worry," the robber reassured, "it's an old-fashioned mine, and it's easy to disassemble, provided you don't die." ”

One person controls the hostages and remains vigilant.

Another robber ordered six hostages to carry the bronze dragon onto a pickup truck.

In less than three minutes, Pikara drove onto the highway with the bronze dragon and began to escape, thinking that he was going to the countryside, but he was actually running to the city.

Of course, Bellevue can't have only a small police force, and just as it began to escape, a large number of police cars chased after it.

The robbers had expected this situation and threw out six or seven miniature mines, which were stepped on by police cars and private cars, causing a slight explosion and blocking the road.

Drive on the 520 Bridge (Hua ~ Sheng ~ Dun Bridge is a forbidden word, not used in the future) The police at the other end arranged the tire breaker in advance, and the Dodge pickup truck rushed directly over.

The tire breaker was ineffective, and the modified Dodge drove normally, and the speed did not decrease at all.

Not surprisingly, helicopters flew from the sky, and there were three, one police, two TV stations.

The police hate the reporter TV station the most, and they are afraid of losing face and losing face to the world.

In order not to lose face, and to make the right taxpayers, the police planned to set up a large barricade at an intersection before the robbers fled.

For example, trucks.

Because the robbers were quite fast, they had very little time for the police, and when they drove a large garbage truck and were about to succeed, two tires suddenly burst out.

In the other direction, two well-meaning private cars tried to help the police, but they were punctured one after another, and one of them stopped.

There is also a private car with a relatively iron front, and the tire is broken and has to drive forward, and the driver is shot in the head the next second.

Time was already short, and the robber pickup truck rushed across the intersection in the next second.

Interception failed.

It was too late to intercept later, and the robbers' pickup truck rushed into the underground parking lot of the Hilton Hotel.

After a violent operation, he directly threw the pickup truck in the designated position, and within three or four seconds, he changed to another spare car and continued to run from the east gate.

Zhang Jing was in the three parking spaces next to the pickup that was thrown down, left Liang Jieshu's hatchback Chevrolet, strode to the Dodge pickup, and put the car with the bronze dragon into the secret silver space.

I thought everything was going well, but I checked a few minutes in advance, and there was no one in the parking lot for the time being.

Unexpectedly, out of nowhere, a woman appeared out of nowhere, about forty or fifty years old, with blond hair and high disk, looking like a working woman, standing five meters away in amazement.

She was shocked to see the vehicle disappear into thin air.

Sirens sounded everywhere outside, and the police were very close, and after only thinking for a second, Zhang Jing decided to take a risk.

The woman was afraid to turn around and run away.

Zhang Jing rushed up decisively, practicing strength and running every day finally came in handy, catching up with the other party in three or four seconds, kicking him down from behind, and the woman resisted desperately.

Pressed the witness's back with his knees, and with all his strength, he snapped the opponent's neck with a click, and the corpse was stored in the silver space.

Knowing that the bad guys died from talking too much, Zhang Jing acted neatly during the killing process, and didn't say a word of nonsense, but his face was scratched by the other party.

Almost at the same time, a police car pulled up underground and chased in from the north entrance.

It was too late and that it was too fast, and the interval between the robbers and the police cars was less than thirty seconds.

With a sudden brake, the two policemen got out of the car and ordered Zhang Jing to hold his head in his hands and kneel on the ground.

Zhang Jing calmly complied, slowly hugged his head, and slowly lay down, and the police rushed up and violently locked his hands.

There was chaos outside, with many police cars, ambulances, and private cars lying in their nests, because the robbers used many miniature mines when they fled.

The size of a baby's palm, it can't blow people up, it can blow up tires, it's very useful.

"It's you."

A middle-aged white man dressed in casual clothes and looking capable walked over to look at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing also remembered the other party, the time when two robbers were killed on the highway from Whitefish Town to Isege, and the middle-aged man in front of him was also present.

"It's me," Zhang Jingyang locked his hands, "Can I know why I'm locked?" ”

"Why are you in the hotel underground parking lot?"

Zhang Jing's expression was calm, "Why can't I be here?" ”

"There's a gang of robbers, they just passed by the hotel's underground parking lot, did you see them?"

"No," Zhang Jing's expression was sad, "I hope no one is hurt." ”

"So, why are you in the parking lot? And what about the fresh scars on your face? The middle-aged detective asked.

"I live upstairs in the hotel with two beautiful ladies, and the car is parked on the negative floor," Zhang Jing touched the scars on his face when he spoke, "The beauties are more spicy and scratch hard." ”

The middle-aged police detective frowned, sighing that Zhang Jing had a good body.

knew that Zhang Jing was a rich man, and he already believed it in his heart, but he could only let Zhang Jing go after confirmation.