I’m A Detective In The American Movie World

Chapter 232: Angry Macallan

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McCarron gritted his teeth and got out from under the dining table, spitting fiercely at the two masked thugs who were shot to death by him: "Fake Squid, you dare to take advantage of my wife, I will kill you with one shot." It’s an advantage for you.”

As he said that, McCarron still felt angry and fired two more shots at the corpse.

At this time, the walkie-talkie on the thug's shoulder suddenly rang: "Where is the shooting? If anyone notices anything unusual, report it immediately."

Then the intercom sounded a crisp answer: "Group 2 didn't find anything."

"Group 3 found nothing."

"Group 4 found nothing."

"One group has one answer."

Looking at the bloody corpses that he had beaten, McCarron estimated that these two idiots must be the so-called "Group 1". Since the person is dead, it will be exposed sooner or later anyway. McCarron simply picked up the walkie-talkie and threatened in a bachelor's manner: "Group 1 is dead, and now I am going to find you."

After spewing out vulgar words that could not be typed, McCarron turned off the intercom, searched for weapons and ammunition from the body, and quickly left the room.

Peters, who was still searching upstairs, heard McCarron's words and almost smashed the walkie-talkie in anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, switch to the backup channel immediately."

After switching the intercom to the backup channel, he continued to give the order: "Other groups, pay attention, seal off the area where Group 1 is responsible for searching, and wait until I arrive before entering."

He led his men and rushed towards the elevator quickly.

After Pidos and others left, a door opened ajar, and Sherron appeared quietly like a ghost.

Looking at the direction in which the thugs were going away, Xie Lun secretly said in his heart: "It seems that Lao Mai is doing something down there. This can attract some firepower for me. I hope he is safe and sound, and God bless Amitabha."

He prayed a few perfunctory words, and then turned to look out the window: "It's been so long, and that pervert who tears steel with his hands, shoots lasers from his eyes, and can fly and jump doesn't care about his wife anymore."

Xie Lun rubbed his chin and looked at the flashing police lights downstairs: "Or maybe Da Chao hasn't come out yet, or there is no Da Chao in this world."

At this time, NIA had completely blocked off the surrounding area of the building, and the flashing police lights were flowing on the streets like a river.

Helicopters spray-painted with nia graphics were hovering in the sky, driving away any other unidentified helicopters that tried to approach.

Now the ratings of Planet Daily Channel 1 are rising like a rocket. After all, it is a rare sight for so many rich people to be pointed at guns and squatting pitifully on the ground like chickens.

Other TV stations are extremely anxious. After all, the increase in the ratings of Channel 1 means that the ratings of other channels have declined. But to broadcast the first channel, you have to pay for it, and paying for it may not necessarily bring back the viewership.

Other TV stations are worried. Their big bosses are squatting in the Zhengfang Building, and they are unable to obtain first-hand resources.

In desperation, they had no choice but to find another way. Since I couldn't get a private broadcast inside the building, I filmed it from outside and from all angles.

If that didn't work, they sent out suicide squads, transported them directly from the air to the rooftop of the building by helicopter, and forced their way in for filming.

As for the thugs inside, the bombs inside, for ratings, for money, what is fate.

But their ideas are beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

Willy knew very well about the madness of those media reporters, so he immediately blocked all areas around the building, including the airspace.

Sitting in the command vehicle, looking at the tall buildings through the skylight, Willy frowned tightly. At this time, the subordinate next to him said: "Manager, I carefully checked the live broadcast replay, and I can confirm that among the hostages appearing on the screen, there is no Team Leader Xie Lun."

Willy frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"I've read it three times, and it's true." The subordinate hesitated, "What's more, if Team Leader Xie Lun is killed, according to the arrogant character of those thugs, there will definitely be a big publicity."

"So this brat Sherron must be fine," Willy said. "In this situation, we can only hope for him."

The subordinate hesitated and said: "But no matter how powerful Team Leader Xie Lun is, he only has one person. The number of thugs on the opposite side is uncertain, so it is too risky for him to act alone."

Willy nodded: "So he will definitely find a way to pass the news to us."

Willy and the others ignored one issue, that is, the thugs asked the police not to cut off communication signals. So since Sherron was not controlled by the thugs, why didn't he send a message or make a call to the outside world

then the answer is

"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable"

McCarron looked at his phone blankly, wondering if he was calling 911.

What is the situation? The mobile phone signal is obviously full and I am not in arrears. Why can't I make a call or send a message

McCarron's attempts to call anyone, not just the police, failed.

"Head, I found an unknown signal that I wanted to send out." A somewhat thin blond man walked up to Hans and whispered, "After locating it, I found that the signal is inside the building."

Hans sneered: "It should be that mouse. Send the location information to Pidos and ask him to dig out the mouse."

McCarron didn't know that his position had been exposed, and he was still trying to make calls. Until he heard a crisp sound from outside, the sound of a can falling to the ground.

That was an early warning facility that he had arranged in advance.

Without hesitation, McCarron turned around, drew his gun, pointed at the black figure that just poked his head out, and fired.

There was only a muffled sound, and the black figure fell to the ground. But then he stretched out two rifles and fired wildly at McCarran.

Although people outside the building could not hear the gunshots at all due to the distance, the windows in the darkness suddenly flashed with light, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Although reporters could not get close to the Zhengfang Building, they still overcame all difficulties and set up a high-magnification camera on the roof of the nearest building outside the police cordon to take pictures of the building.

The sudden flash of light in the window immediately attracted their attention. Immediately move the lens, zoom in, and focus on the window.

It was a huge row of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the camera could only capture a figure, moving around in the flickering gunfire.

Just ten seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

The floor-to-ceiling windows fell into darkness again.

All the audience looked at the screen nervously, wondering what happened in the building.

Have special police officers rushed in

"Boss, after killing three brothers, I still let the mouse escape."

The men reported to Hans with their heads down.

After hearing this, Hans sneered: "Agent NIA is different, so many people can't catch him alone."

Listening to Hans's question, the subordinate's head drooped even lower.

Hans pondered for a moment, then picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a deep voice: "Although the time is a little early, the game still begins. Pidos, let No. 4 take the enhancement potion, and you will hold the battle from behind."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the door of the venue, pushed the door open a gap, looked at the hostages squatting inside, and suddenly whispered: "Tell them, we are not violent terrorists who ignore personal rights. We will facilitate them if necessary. Yes, you can propose that we go to the bathroom in groups of two under the supervision of our people."