five minutes later.
In the office of the Provincial Public Security Department, the lights were unusually bright, and it was unusually quiet.
Qin Wenlong and Zhou Xiaozhuan sat opposite each other, staring at each other.
Qin Wenlong took a deep breath, his face ashen: "What did you say? They kidnapped people in a square?"
Xiao Zhuan nodded silently and showed him the screen on the tablet in his hand. It was filmed by the police at the scene and sent back, but in fact, these videos can be seen everywhere on the Internet.
"A said: On the way to the bridge, there are bombs buried everywhere. Anyone who wants to die will run away." Xiao Zhuan explained helplessly, "So the people at the scene were terrified, and they all let him go."
Qin Wenlong scolded Yu Niang fiercely, but after his anger passed, he quickly calmed down and thought. With a cigarette in his hand, he touched his chin and said, "After the seven-member regiment appeared, we have stepped up police patrols several times. This commercial area of the peninsula is also a key monitoring area, with constant patrols 24 hours a day. It is impossible for them to have Opportunity, so many bombs are planted. Unless..." He looked up at Zhou Xiaozhuan, his face even more stinky: "The peninsula business district was completed last month. Unless they made today's plan a month or two in advance, And before the construction was completed, I got in there and planted the bomb. Damn!"
Zhou Xiaozhuan also scolded severely. In his heart, he remembered the reasoning that Han Chen made a few days ago. He said the group of seven must have a deeper purpose hidden, and it had been planned for a long time. It seems so!
At the moment of the enemy, Qin Wenlong naturally also thought of his confidant and love general on the front line. He raised his voice and yelled at the big house outside the door, "Have you contacted Han Chen?"
Zhou Xiaozhuan's whole heart was raised: Don't let anything happen to them!
Immediately, a criminal policeman trotted in, his face was not very good-looking, and replied, "No! I can't get in touch. Han Chen, Su Mian, Xu Sibai, Ding Jun, the four of them can't get through!"
Qin Wenlong and Zhou Xiaozhuan were silent for a while.
Qin Wenlong took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, grabbed the jacket on the back of the chair and stood up: "Is the team organized?"
Interpol: "Okay! It's time to go!"
"Go!" Qin Wenlong patted Zhou Xiaozhuan on the shoulder and strode out. But Xiao Zhuan was so worried, and anxious like an ant on a hot pan, he followed Qin Wenlong and the others and rushed out, when the phone rang.
When he saw the number, he picked it up quickly: "Hello! Where are you?"
The person who called was nagging. He and Leng Mian rushed to another urban area this morning to visit a witness who claimed to have seen A. As a result, although this enthusiastic grandfather did see A on the wanted notice and described his appearance to them for a long time, he could not tell which direction A went.
"It was the rush hour at that time. He had been standing at the gate of the community for a long time. I went out for a walk and saw it clearly. In the blink of an eye, people didn't know where they were going." The old grandpa said aggrieved.
Nagging and cold face had to give up. As a result, just after the interview was over, I saw the news that the Peninsula Hotel had been hijacked on my mobile phone. I couldn't get through to Han Chen and the others, so I immediately called Xiao Zhuan.
The two quickly got back into the police car, and their hearts were also burning with anxiety. Nagau replied to Xiao Zhuan, "We are still in Xicheng, and we are going to the peninsula right now!" Leng Mian stepped on the accelerator, and the police car plunged into the traffic on the highway.
Meanwhile, on Peninsula Plaza.
"Boom" was another deafening explosion, almost like a talisman, resounding in the square.
A musical fountain in the corner of the square was instantly blown to pieces and razed to the ground. Although there were no casualties, almost everyone in the square was pale and fell to the ground in fright, daring to make noise or run.
On several LCD screens, the same A had a satisfied smile in his eyes.
After he announced the hijacking just now, the whole square was in chaos, everyone started to flee frantically, and no one listened to him at all. This probably made him very unhappy and impatient. So in the sight of many people, another button on the remote control was pressed.
Look, aren't they all honest now
"Cough cough..." He cleared his throat and walked around in front of the camera. He was in front of a black curtain, no one knew where he was and what medicines were sold in the gourd.
Everyone looked up in horror, and someone stood up boldly and looked at him in the picture.
He suddenly sighed softly and skillfully, and the tone was even a little helpless and naughty: "You have to be obedient. We won't kill you, we promise we won't kill you, that's not our purpose. We have only one purpose."
The people in the square looked at each other.
His eyes curved behind the mask, and he smiled again: "We just want to invite you to a show. An unprecedented grand show, that's all."
Everyone remained silent, silent in astonishment. But he repeatedly promised not to kill, and made such an incredible request. Someone dared to ask loudly, "What performance?"
"Yeah, what show?" So many people echoed.
"Are you going to let us go after the show?"
…
A in the picture just smiled and didn't answer.
Then he turned his body sideways and bowed towards the curtain behind him. His movements were as graceful as a gentleman's, and he jumped out with a bit of youthful clarity.
"Next, the actors are invited to appear."
After he finished speaking, he exited the screen. And the curtain behind him slowly opened. It was really a brightly lit stage, presented in front of everyone.
"What? Watching a show?"
Qin Wenlong sat in a command car and listened to reports from his subordinates. Once again, he was shocked by the unreasonable play of the seven-member group, and his face was strange and blue.
"Yes." The detective's face was also full of inexplicable wonder. "After they took the hostages, they didn't take the initiative to contact us, and they didn't announce any negotiation conditions. They just wanted the people at the scene to watch a performance. And they said They don't kill people."
Everyone else in the car fell silent.
A long slip of police cars galloped down the highway. Qin Wenlong's face was tense, his fingers tapped on the car window, and he was also muttering in his heart. Although they were a group of lunatics, according to the previous case, Han Chen and Su Mian's reports, these lunatics always kept their word and liked to abide by the rules of the game. Could it be that their intention is not to kill
After pondering for a moment, he said again: "Have Han Chen been in touch yet?"
Zhou Xiaozhuan, who was beside him, kept calling and calling. Hearing his question, Xiao Zhuan held the phone tightly, and his expression almost burst into tears: "I still can't get through..."
At this time, another criminal policeman next to him put down his mobile phone, but his face became even worse. He hesitated for a while and said to Qin Wenlong: "Boss, it's not good! Colleagues at the scene have found the whereabouts of Han group and their whereabouts. There are witnesses in the Peninsula Hotel. The author saw that the four of them happened to be there when the first explosion happened, and they were all buried! Now a few colleagues are organizing the masses to excavate, but... the burial is very deep, and the situation is not optimistic!"
All the people in the car were startled, Qin Wenlong's eyes narrowed suddenly, Zhou Xiaozhuan even had a dumbfounded expression, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
"Dig! Dig to death! I must be rescued!" Qin Wenlong shouted violently, "Mom! What a stinky grandson that He Yayao is! He is greedy for life and fears death and helps criminals to trap the police!"
There was silence in the car, and the detective who was in charge of contact immediately grabbed the phone and roared the words intact: "Dig it! Dig it to death! People must be rescued! Mom!"
At this time, a criminal policeman shouted: "The performance has begun!"
Before he finished speaking, everyone, including Qin Wenlong, quickly lowered their heads and looked at the computer screen.
When Su Mian woke up, the first thing she smelled was the choking smell of smoke and earth, and the damp, earthy smell that belonged to the ground. Pain all over the body, scratching and tingling sensation all over the skin. But it wasn't unbearably painful.
She opened her eyes and saw the dark sky, like a big hole. After a short period of blindness, she finally saw clearly that she was lying on a muddy floor with a lot of broken wooden boards and foam boards on her body. Around, it looked like a small underground construction site that had not yet been built. It was all mud, the walls were full of debris, and there was a very dim light bulb hanging in the sky not far away, no wonder she could see it.
She moved her hands and feet again, and found that she could move freely. This made her heart a little firm, she pushed away the things that were pressing on her body three or two times, and turned to look for it: Han Chen! Where is Han Chen? There are also Xu Sibai and Ding Jun.
Behind her is a crumbling ruin. Looking at it at this moment, it was dark and messy. She was the shallowest buried in the outermost periphery, and she couldn't see any other people for a while.
In a hurry, she rushed to the ruins, buried her head and started digging. But after digging a few times, he calmed down: when will this dig go? As soon as he lowered his head, he felt something thin brush his chin lightly. Taking a closer look, it was the whistle she was hanging around her neck.
As soon as she thought about it, she quickly put the whistle into her mouth, and while blowing desperately, she continued to open up the crushed debris.
Here, it is probably already deep underground. It was empty, and there was a heavy damp and cold air. Under the dim light, behind her, there seemed to be a long passage leading to a large open area with brighter light. Looking from a distance, the shadows are full of shadows, which seems to be the second-phase underground shopping mall that has been built but has not yet opened.
The crisp whistle passed through the humid air, through the dark field of vision, and reverberated throughout the ground at once. Qingqing Zhai Zhai, one after another, anxious and stubborn.
And under the bricks and woods, in the corner where there is no light, who, how many people, heard the whistle and opened their originally closed eyes
"Han Chen, Han Chen! Xu Sibai! Ding Jun!" Su Mian shouted a few words, and began to play again. The louder it became, the more things were moved away. At this time, I saw several places in the gravel block that seemed to be moving. She felt ecstasy in her heart, and then she saw the outline of a person's body struggling to be exposed under a large wooden board closest to her. He pushed the wooden board away with one hand, and on the hand that stretched out first, the familiar platinum ring was on the slender ring finger.
Su Mian rushed over and held his hand: "Han Chen!"