The Mumbai police were already in a state of distress, but Zhang Guan and Sharapova appeared on the roof of the Taj Mahal Hotel and were broadcast live, making the Mumbai police even more distressed.
Commander-in-Chief Dutt sat in his seat, looking at the empty coffee cup, and remained silent for a long time. Now the world's attention is focused on the Taj Mahal Hotel. If the police still fail to make progress in the next attack, India will probably become the laughing stock of the world.
A figure flashed in front of Dut's eyes. He looked up and saw a staff member preparing to leave, and asked, "Boman, what are you doing?"
"Sir, I need to go to the bathroom." The staff member named "Boman" said.
"Go back quickly." Dut lowered his head and continued to think about the problem just now.
Boman walked out and went to the bathroom. He carefully checked that there was no one else in there except himself, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.
"Officer Boman, you finally returned my call. Are those two people on the rooftop of the Taj Mahal Hotel Zhang Guan and Sharapova?" said the other end of the phone.
"It's them." Boman said.
"As expected, it seems that your police have really known about it for a long time. Now that their identities have been confirmed, I will report it here. Officer Boman, thank you!" said the other side of the phone.
"Wait a minute, I have something else here that I think you will be interested in." Boman said.
"What?" asked the other end of the phone.
"I have secretly recorded the surveillance video of Zhang Guan and Sharapova in the Taj Mahal Hotel. It is absolutely amazing!" Boman said.
"Extreme! Is this that kind of video?" the other end of the phone said lewdly. It was obvious that he understood "extreme" to mean sex between men and women.
"It's not that kind of thing, it's a video of Zhang Guan beating a gangster to death!" Boman said.
"Zhang Guan also beat the gangster to death?" The other end of the phone was obviously quite surprised.
"And there's more than one. One of the gangsters was once an underground boxing champion in Southeast Asia and a wanted criminal by Interpol. He was then beaten into a pig's head by Zhang Guan! I guarantee that this video will definitely cause a sensation all over the world as long as you report it. ! Regardless of whether Zhang Guan can escape, I think the whole world wants to know what happened in the hotel." Boman paused and then said: "I will only sell these videos to one media. In other words, this It’ll be exclusive. So if you want it, do it ASAP!”
"Okay, I'll take it." The other end of the phone said without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, I haven't said what I want yet!" Boman smiled slightly and continued: "I don't want rupees this time, I want US dollars!"
"U.S. dollars? This is a bit troublesome. If it's rupees, we can give it to you right away, but if it's U.S. dollars..." The other end of the phone seemed a little difficult.
"After this attack, the rupee will definitely depreciate on a large scale. The money that can buy you a big meal today may not even be able to buy a curry rice tomorrow, so I want US dollars! This is a must. You can't negotiate the price," Boman said.
"Okay, dollars are dollars, but the video you mentioned must not be sold to anyone else." The other end of the phone said.
"Don't worry, we still follow the old rules, pay with one hand and deliver with the other!" Boman said with a smile.
…
Taj Mahal Hotel, rooftop.
"There is a helicopter!" Zhang Guan saw the helicopter in the sky and immediately waved to him.
"Look, Zhang Guan is waving to us again. He is calling us for help! Come over and land, let's rescue him!" said the reporter on the helicopter.
"Are you crazy? The explosion that just happened next to us, there might be bombs there, and there are also gangsters. They have guns. We will be beaten into pieces if we land!" the pilot said.
"Of course I know it's dangerous. But if I can save Zhang Guan, I can give him an on-site interview. We will get first-hand information, and we will know what he went through in the hotel. What! We will become the best journalists in India, and we will win the Pulitzer Prize!" the reporter said eagerly.
This reporter wanted to save Zhang Guan not out of any sense of humanitarianism or justice. He wanted to get first-hand news materials and then become famous and reach the top of his life. From this point of view, he may be a very professional journalist.
However, the driver shook his head: "That's 'you', not 'us'! I won't die for your bullshit general! Even if you ask the boss to fire me, I won't go! I'm a straight person I am not afraid of losing my job if I am promoted to a helicopter pilot. There are many rich people in India who need a helicopter pilot!"
"It's the Pulitzer Prize!" the reporter corrected.
At this moment, another helicopter flew by. It was the helicopter of the Indian police. They were preparing to descend to rescue Zhang Guan.
The moment Zhang Guan appeared on live TV, it was like putting the Mumbai police on the fire. Zhang Guan is a celebrity after all. The Mumbai police were under pressure to rescue him as soon as possible, so the helicopter immediately flew to the Taj Mahal. In the sky above the hotel, Zhang Guan was ready to be dropped to pick him up.
"It's the police helicopter, we are saved!" Zhang Guan let out a sigh.
…
The gangster leader climbed to the sixth floor and saw the group of Indian company employees who were still having a banquet.
"Where is Zhang Guan?" The gangster asked one of them, who happened to be the supervisor who asked Zhang Guan for his autograph.
"He went to the rooftop. The staircase over there is the one at the end of the corridor." The supervisor fully demonstrated the Indian spirit of "non-violence", but this time it was not Mahatma Gandhi's "non-violence" , but "I'll recruit whatever you ask."
"What about the sharpshooter?" the gang leader asked next.
"Sharpshooter? What sharpshooter?" The supervisor looked confused.
"Where's the fighting master?" the gangster asked again.
"What kind of fighting master?" The supervisor looked confused.
"Bang!" The gangster leader swung his fist, and the supervisor was so shaken that he could see stars in his eyes.
"I've already recruited you, why are you still beating me?" The supervisor looked aggrieved and said with a sad face: "There are only two people, Zhang Guan and Sharapova, and we didn't see any sharpshooters or fighting masters at all! If you don't believe me, ask them ?”
The supervisor pointed to his colleagues, and those people nodded, indicating that what the supervisor said was true.
The gangster leader snorted coldly and randomly nodded at his men: "Go and ask the others if they have seen the sharpshooters and fighting masters. The others will follow me to the rooftop. We want to capture the world champion!"
…
On the rooftop, the police helicopter slowly descended.
At the same time, the leader of the gangsters also led people to the rooftop.
"Helicopter, it's the police, fire for me!" The gang leader raised the AK47 in his hand without hesitation, and a string of bullet holes immediately appeared on the opposite helicopter.
"Oops! I'm chasing you so quickly. Hide quickly." Zhang Guan took Sharapova and hid behind a vent.
"Boss, use this!" A gangster actually carried a rocket-propelled grenade. The gang leader took it without hesitation and aimed at the police helicopter.
"RPG! They have an RPG! Run!" The person on the helicopter shouted, quickly pulled up the joystick, and the helicopter began to rise.
However, he was a step too late. When the gangster leader saw that the plane was about to run away, he pulled the trigger without hesitation. A rocket flew in and the helicopter instantly turned into a fireball!
The fireball was burning in front of Zhang Guan's eyes, and he hit the ground with his angry fist.
Their hopes of escaping from the Taj Mahal Hotel were dashed!
Thank you to the leader Randy for the 101,000 point reward! It is definitely necessary for the alliance leader to add updates. I will send you a chapter first, and there will be updates from the alliance leader in the next two days.
(End of chapter)