The temperature was a little low, and Zhang Jing met Li Min'e head-on at the police station.

She was wearing a beige long down jacket, with injuries on her forehead and face, Zhang Jing took the initiative to say hello, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see," Li Min'e subconsciously covered her face as she spoke, "Why are you at the police station?"

"They caught the wrong person," Zhang Jing said with a relaxed expression, "so I'm here."

Coco Li nodded, "Goodbye."

Zhang Jing didn't ask about the injuries on Li Min'e's forehead and face, she didn't mention it, and he didn't want to ask.

Make a bold guess, Jin Nana said that Li Min'e got married before, I'm afraid it wasn't her husband who beat her?

It's awesome, you know, women's power is no joke, they can really spray people.

What's more, Coco Li and her mother's surname are Li, marginal members of the four-star family, and they also work under the four-star group, so they can beat Coco Li like this, and they have some strength.

didn't care about other people's troubles, Zhang Jing found a hotel near the public security police station to stay, looking for an opportunity to send money and weapons to Ferry Ley.

....

Rewind the clock by 15 hours.

Amu Yamen got the latest information, there was no ransom in the Black Bean, and it was 110 kilometers away from the salvage site at that time, and Zhang Jing really just went to the local area for a vacation.

The focus is on the Coral Sea, the Metropolitan Museum salvage ship, and the D-flag cargo ship, but these three ships do not cooperate one by one. Ь.

Little Allen didn't admit it, saying that he was just passing by and didn't pick up anything.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art did not admit it, and likewise said it was just passing through.

The D-flag cargo ship doesn't even know who the owner is.

The ransom is hopeless for the time being, the matter has to be resolved, and I am forced to have no choice but to renegotiate with the militants.

Because of his good image and ability to speak, he is still forty-five years old by Kane. Joe negotiates with the militants.

London in mid-to-late October was damp and cold. Joe walked into the Windsor Hotel with leather shoes on his feet and a black puffer jacket on his body, and his hands held high.

"The money is gone," entered the lobby of the hotel, which was much warmer and safe for the hostages, and the hotel was not without water or electricity. Joe said succinctly, "We lost the ransom."

The leader of the militants, a wheat-colored woman of all sizes, said in a relaxed mood, "I can give you a good solution."

"What's the solution?" Kane. Joe asked rhetorically.

"Find a bank loan and pay it back slowly."

"It's not funny," Kane. Joe shook his head slightly, "We have to work out a new way that is acceptable to both parties."

The wheat-colored woman looked at her gun-wielding companion next to her, "Bring five hostages and kill them."

After receiving the order, the partner immediately went to execute it.

"Wait," Kane. Joe hurriedly shouted, "I'm here with sincerity!"

In the lobby of the hotel, where the doors and windows are closed by steel, a wheat-colored woman quietly looks at Kane. Joe, unmoved.

In a few moments, five hostages, both men and women, were pushed out from the direction of the elevator, and without warning, they were suddenly shot and killed.

The sound of the bullet casing landing was crisp, Kane. Joe was dumbfounded, "You're going to get revenge!"

"We also came with sincerity," said the female militant leader, "either we die with all the hostages, or we make a deal and the hostages are safe."

"Good!" Kane. Joe didn't dare to take chances, "What do you want!?"

"Our conditions have never changed, and it's still a small goal of 300 meters."

"Ah Mu can't get the second three hundred."

"Hehe," the wheat-colored woman sneered, "Of the three hundred missing, how many are out of Ah Mu?" Is it a meter?"

Kane. Joe was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, the three hundred were all paid by the hostages themselves.

Among them, the Li family contributed the most, 40 + 73 = 113, and the yamen did not help with a single coin, and there was no loss.

Mouth moves, Kane. Joe couldn't say anything to refute for a moment.

"Three hundred rice dollars," the wheat-colored woman said firmly, "no more hostages will be released from today, and tomorrow will be opened."

He killed two hostages every day."

"Wait," Kane. Joe stopped the militants from messing around, "Listen to my approach first."

"Say."

"Weapons," Kane. Joe made a big move, "Exchange weapons for hostages."

"Okay," the wheat-colored woman agreed, feeling like a mirror in her heart, knowing that Kane. Joe's idea, a way to break it, "We want advanced weapons in Zone D, and we want Tiger bulletproof cars."

Kane. Joe's discomfort when he was stuck, of course, he was referring to the exchange of BY (bei) weapons for hostages, that is, to drive industry and profits.

It can also be used to make chip weapons ineffective through technical means.

I didn't expect that the militants are not stupid at all, if it is an advanced weapon in Zone D, not to mention contributing to Zone D, it is not controlled.

It's not good, the weapons you bought with your own money will be used to fight Ah Mu and allies in the end.

As for the Tiger car, according to the previous agreement between the alliance area and the Big Coconut Tree Bank, only 30,000 vehicles can be sold to enter the Five Eyes area every year, in exchange for the Brancy laboratory not to cut off drugs from the West.

Those cars have proven to be sturdy, bulletproof and grenade-proof underneath.

The focus is on system security and cannot be located from the software.

"What?" The wheat-colored militant asked, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

Kane. Joe felt a stir in his heart, worried that the other party would kill someone, and said, "No, I need to go back and discuss with my boss."

The wheat-colored woman nodded, with great control, and said delicately, "You have three hours."

Negotiations failed, and the image of a gentleman Kane. Joe left the hotel in embarrassment.

Three hours passed quickly, followed by a second round of negotiations.

After repeated discussions, the two sides reached a consensus decision.

Purchase of D-zone equipment, including anti-ship missiles with an error of 1,700 kilometers, a total of 10 major categories of scientific and technological weapons.

There are also 500 Tiger bulletproofs.c

Weapons and equipment for small targets with a total value of 100 meters were still sent to Yemen.

In a hurry to resolve and end the hostage incident, the Amu authorities immediately took action.

Soon, the foreign equipment export company in Area D received a call from Ah Mu.

On the phone, I heard that the other party wanted to buy 97 advanced weapons for small targets, and the salesman who answered the phone immediately said, "Sir, the Spring Festival is coming soon, and we are now engaged in activities;

How about you make up a whole number, 100 small targets for 100 meters, and we send you 120 dollars for small targets?"

If you go to the supermarket to buy something, this discount is very fragrant and nice, come back next time.

But now it sounds harsh, and Ah Mu, who is in charge of buying equipment, said, "You can increase the price by 20%."

"Sir... You heard it wrong," the salesman of the equipment company thought that his words were not good, and corrected, "We will increase the amount for you, not the price."

"You can increase the price."

"That's not good, our foreign equipment export company has always been undeceiving, you have to believe in our credibility, dedicated to the good of customers."

If it weren't for the militants, he would have dropped the phone, but now he has to explain patiently.

"And that thing with a standard range of 300 kilometers and an error of 1,700 kilometers," the person in charge said, "remove the error."

"You can rest assured," said the salesman of the equipment export company, "The equipment we export is absolutely in line with international law, with a range of 300 kilometers and no error of 1,700 kilometers;

As long as the customer doesn't press the red button in the box, that's it."

"What if you press it?" Ah Mu asked rhetorically.

The salesman's eyebrows fluttered, and his tone was cheerful, "You will feel that it is worth the money, come back next time."

"The second update is coming, asking for votes~~~"