The FBI agent who pretended to be a photojournalist had a little sweat on his forehead, but he still disguised himself well, and took a photo from several angles with the camera in his hand. In fact, I know that he is observing the terrain.
"Okay, gentlemen and ladies." Ramucci clapped his palms for the last time and smiled slightly: "The next part is my favorite part..."
He snapped his fingers, and two of his men immediately entered a woman through a door behind him.
At this moment, a flame in my heart rushed straight to my forehead!
The woman who was brought in was Yang Wei.
Her face was still flushed, her breathing was short and difficult, but she seemed calm. It's just that she obviously didn't have any strength, no strength to resist, and let the two terrorists carry her to the front of the crowd. Yang Wei's beautiful face is full of indifference, which is a kind of real indifference to everything around her.
"Gentlemen and ladies. This is the climax of tonight's grand party..." Ramucci said with an intoxicated expression: "Beauty, and...death!"
As he raised his hands, all the crystal chandeliers in the already dim hall were turned on! And all the lights that haven't been damaged have been turned on! Even those spotlights were shining on the poison gas metal tank in the middle.
The entire hall is illuminated by various colorful lights, making the walls brilliant! Even Ramucci, with an intoxicated look on his face, ordered people to turn on the stereo and play a piece by Johann Strauss...
Like a martyr who was about to be burned to death, Yang Wei was taken to the center. In front of the reporter's camera, Yang Wei's face was still very calm. Her only expression was to give Ramucci a light glance. , and then pursed his lips.
"Let me introduce our heroine tonight." Ramucci stood beside Yang Wei, looking at the camera: "This is Miss Yang, I also found her name from tonight's guest list ... You see, how beautiful she is." He said, gently grabbed a strand of Yang Wei's beautiful hair with one hand, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and then whispered: "This is a beautiful hair from the east. Woman, she is mysterious, noble, elegant, and has a strange temperament and charm."
"You..." Phil changed color slightly.
"Oh, what you are seeing now is the climax of tonight." Ramucci said quietly: "Originally, regarding the selection of the heroine, I first considered choosing the most expensive female star in Hollywood. Tonight There are quite a few big stars here... It's a pity, those women in the end are all worthy of my attention. They are either crying, or have panicked faces. But look at this Ms. Yang... Oh, her expression It's just perfect!"
From the angle I'm lying on my stomach right now, I can kill this guy with one shot! But I know that if I kill him, the gas will detonate, so I can't do that.
"Let me introduce. This Miss Yang, I read from her information, she is from the deep-rooted Clover family... Well, this family should be quite famous in the United States... Oh, I'm really surprised, A lady from the Clover family actually possesses such beauty... and courage!" Ramucci smiled evilly as if from hell: "Look, she still has that undisguised expression in her eyes now. Disdain... as if Joan of Arc's expression before being burned to death... It's so perfect! All this should really be filmed in a movie!"
Ramucci made a light gesture, and his subordinates carried Yang Wei to the side of the metal jar, and then tied Yang Wei to the metal jar with a chain, all the buckles were locked, Yang Wei's body and wrists were all locked, and he stood in the shape of a big character with his back against the metal can.
"You... What do you want to do to her?" Phil's voice was a little dry, and she even forgot to pick up the microphone in her hand.
"It's very simple...a classic interpretation." Ramucci said lightly: "Look, your white people's religion, in the middle ages, I don't know how many people were burned to death. The chains were once burned black by the fireworks of history. Doesn’t everything tonight seem like a reappearance of that cruel scene? It’s just that I don’t use flames, but a more beautiful and charming flame than flames. Killer weapon."
He smiled at the camera: "Everyone in front of the camera, now I announce that starting from this moment, within half an hour, if they fail to comply with our request, I will detonate here... and the live broadcast will be this The death scene of Ms. Yang of the Clover family! Look, she is so beautiful and indifferent. But when she is struggling in the face of death, how much of her beauty can be retained?"
I felt my fingertips trembling with anger!
Next, Ramucci made a strange move! He carefully selected a few pieces of diamond jewelry from all the glass cabinets in the hall. The diamond earrings, necklaces, brooches...all of them were worn by Yang Wei.
Then, there was something like a small vest inlaid with countless diamonds... That was originally the most expensive treasure displayed tonight, just such a small vest was worth at least 60 million US dollars!
Yang Wei, with diamonds hanging all over her body, looks like a goddess! She looked indifferent and calm, just watched Ramucci put everything on herself quietly, and she even smiled contemptuously.
"Oh, look, our saint is smiling, why are you smiling?" Ramucci asked intentionally.
Yang Wei seemed to sigh, and said lightly: "Oh, I just remembered that I have never worn such expensive clothes and jewelry in my whole life."
A strange light flashed in Ramucci's eyes, and then he took two steps back, pointing at Phil: "Okay, Miss Phil, now you can interview. Let's interview our saint, in Before she died. I'll give you..." He looked at the time: "Two minutes."
After a pause, he said with a smile: "This interview can be published in the future as the 'Oral Records Before the Martyrdom of the Holy Maiden'. It will definitely shock the world."
Phil's eyes were complicated, she walked slowly in front of Yang Wei, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry... is that okay?"
Yang Wei is very calm, although her shortness of breath is due to asthma, but it seems that Ramucci gave her some hot chocolate, and her symptoms have eased.
"Yes." Yang Wei said lightly.
I heard Phil's voice choked up. She is a reporter. Seeing a woman who was also tied to a gas bomb so cruelly, she seemed a little sad: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask you any questions." , this is too cruel."
Yang Wei was silent for a few seconds, and then she suddenly spoke: "Oh, since you have no questions to ask me... then, can I ask you a question?"
"Oh? What?" Phil suddenly raised his head and asked strangely.
"Well, I do have a question, maybe, you may know." Yang Wei said slowly: "You guys came up from below, what I want to ask is, not long ago, two people escaped from here. They went out, jumped from upstairs, I think they are not dead. One of them was a man, about a little older. He was in his twenties, with short hair. Have you seen him? Is he safe now? "
Phil was shocked, she stared at Yang Wei, Yang Wei looked calm, with a faint smile on his mouth.
"Well, I think those two people should be safe. Someone saw them walk out of the building under the escort of the police." After Phil finished answering, he looked at Yang Wei: "May I ask... those two... um, The man you mentioned is yours... "
Yang Wei smiled comfortingly, then closed her eyes, she seemed to be thinking about something, then she opened her eyes, looked at Phil, and said slowly: "What you want to ask is... who is he to me, right? Is that what you want to ask?"
Then, before Phil could speak, Yang Wei suddenly smiled. At this moment, the smile on her face was sweet and gentle, and her voice was even softer like a spring breeze, as if whispering: "He...he should be the favorite of my life. people."
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hum! ! !
My mind is in a mess! It was as if a hundred and eight thousand thunderbolts struck directly on my celestial spirit cover! Countless voices, countless voices, sounded in my ears, in my head, and in my heart at the same time! I felt my heart was trembling, really trembling, trembling so much that I almost collapsed!
I almost bit my lips so hard that I could not make a sound! I feel my lips a little salty because it has been bitten and bleeding.
Phil was probably also shocked. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Are... are you scared now?"
Yang Wei shook her head lightly, then she suddenly remembered something, looked at Phil: "Can you do me a favor?"
"...please tell me."
"In a while, you are going to leave here, right? The most regrettable thing in my life is not being able to tell him personally. If you go out, please find him, and then, please say what I just said, Tell him. Will you?"