"what-"
Lu Wei woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, looked in front, and heard the driver in front complain: "You said the housing prices in the past few years, like the Rockets, swish upwards."
"Oh," it turned out that he fell asleep in the taxi. Alas, he was really tired. Lu Wei sighed, leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, feeling the sun shine through the glass, and fluttered himself one by one. The handsome face, recalling the debate at the psychology conference, couldn't help but shook his head. He is the most famous negotiator in China. He once published a famous conclusion on "crime scene psychology"-how to guide criminals to lay down their weapons
At the previous conference, an old psychology professor advocated softening and persuasion, while Lu Wei was a firm "stimulus". "You know, most people who commit suicide do not want to commit suicide. If you let him commit suicide, he Instead, I didn't dare to go, so I stimulated him and let him go to a desperate situation. Instead, he would lay down his weapons."-Lu Wei said, but the old man was very stubborn and repeatedly emphasized that if this is the case, it will cause tragedy.
tragedy
Lu Wei chuckled. The old man had never seen a real tragedy. He thought it was enough to sit in the study and have a chat. You must know that as a real negotiator, in the face of brutal gangsters, one careless one will be wiped out! So the two people have been arguing on the high-speed rail, and no one is better or worse. As a result, Lu Wei didn't sleep all night. He just dragged his luggage out of the train station today and fell asleep in a taxi.
"Hey, what's so controversial? Practice brings true knowledge." Lu Wei shook his head and shook his head as he knocked his hands on his knees, "How can this be a joke?"
As I was thinking, suddenly, a sound came from the phone "jingling bell".
"Hey?"
"Is it Lao Lu?" Director Li Cheng's voice came from inside.
"Ah, it's me, Director." When Lu Wei heard the voice of the leader, he straightened his body and said, "Juju Li, what's the matter?"
"Lao Lu, come here at Chengfang Building. A gangster threatens the hostage. Come." Li Ju's voice was very urgent.
"Good, good, good."
When Lu Wei heard this, he hurriedly said to the driver: "Master driver, hurry up, go to Chengfang Building."
The driver agreed, turned around and drove towards Chengfang Building. Just halfway through the road, he raised his head and saw that the road was closed in front of him. He frowned and said to Lu Wei, "Excuse me, sir. ."
When Lu Wei heard this, he knew that the matter was serious, and he didn’t have time to say more. He paid the money and got out of the car with his luggage. When he looked up, he saw that there was a banner in front of him. There were many traffic police standing there, forming a line. , The roads here were all closed, and he dragged his luggage, picked up the banner, and got in.
"Hey, hey, the road is closed here, what are you doing?" A female traffic policeman walked over, wearing a big cap and half of her face covered by sunglasses. At this moment, seeing Lu Wei about to rush in, she hurriedly stopped Lu Wei and Lu Wei. At first glance, she hurriedly stuffed her luggage into her hands and said, "I am Lu Wei, the negotiator in the bureau, take this luggage." Then, she stuffed her luggage to the female traffic policeman, who knew she was caught by the female traffic policeman. He grabbed it and said: "No, where are you a negotiator? The road is closed here, so no entry." For some reason, his voice was very hoarse, like a piece of marshmallow in his mouth.
"I know." Lu Wei frowned, feeling terribly upset, took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to the female traffic policeman.
The female traffic policeman looked down at the ID, and for a while, returned the ID to Lu Wei, nodded, and pointed to the distance and said, "There, about a hundred meters or so, you can run directly over. A gangster kidnapped a woman. , It costs 100 million yuan, clamoring to bomb the building."
"Ah, piercing the building?" Lu Wei didn't listen well and didn't care about anything. He stuffed his luggage into the female traffic policeman's hands, ran to the building, and ran to the front. As expected, there were many police cars around, one in front of him. It was Li Ju, who was standing there with his waist pinched and talking to everyone. When he saw Lu Wei, he waved his hand and said, "Come on, come on."
Lu Wei ran over panting, helped his glasses and said, "Li Ju."
"Above." Li Ju pointed to the inside and said: "We special police are confronting him, please go and take a look, the third floor."
Lu Wei knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't care about it. He nodded and ran in because he heard that the building was going to be bombed. The inside was cleared. There was no one inside, and there was no one in it. Lu Wei's side I looked at the elevator next to me and saw that the lights were not on. I knew that the building door had been closed. I took three steps and made two steps upstairs from the fire exit. When I got to the third floor, I saw a few special police officers standing in the middle of the corridor , Took the gun and pointed at the person in front of him, who was about fifty years old, with gray hair, black hat, and black clothes, strangling a woman’s neck, with a bomb tied to her body, and shouting at the special police officer. Said: "Come here, and I will blow up this place."
Although several special police officers pointed their guns at him, they did not move, because behind him was a slip of people, who seemed to be scared by him while walking in the mall. They had colorful clothes, squatting there, holding their heads. Dare to look up.
Seeing this situation, Lu Wei frowned. He thought that this was impossible. He helped his glasses and coughed.
When several special police officers heard the movement, they quickly turned their heads, recognized Lu Wei, and hurriedly made way for him, shouting, "Lao Lu."
Lu Wei nodded, suddenly looked up at the corner of the third floor lobby, saw that the camera was pointed at him, and knew that there must be a TV broadcast over there—the opportunity to be famous was here, and he could not help but straighten his clothes, and coughed. , Walked quickly to the culprit and said: "Hello."
The culprit had half-white hair and a very old face. He didn't look like an everyday wicked person. However, his eyes were very bleak, gray and without the slightest color. At this moment, seeing Lu Wei approaching, he frowned and said: "What are you doing? Come here again and I will kill them!" As he said, he raised the remote control in his hand, and the arm on this side severely restrained the woman in front.
The woman screamed in panic. She was probably in her thirties. She was wearing a goose yellow dress and short hair. She was very fashionable. At this time, her hair was scattered and her high heels were rubbing on the ground constantly, screaming: "Help, Help."
Lu Wei frowned, stood two feet away from the gangster, stared at the gangster, looked up and down, and sneered: "If we don't give you 100 million, you will blow up the building?"
"Yes, yes." The culprit nodded.
"You just got out of prison?" Lu Wei suddenly opened the library.
The culprit was startled, his eyes widened, and he was surprised: "How do you know?"
Lu Wei sneered, but didn't say much, just clasped his chest and said, "I've seen many blackmailers. I'm afraid you can't."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean..." Lu Wei raised his eyebrows and pointed to the gangster with explosives tied up all over his body: "This is all fake, isn't it?"
"Why do you say that?" the culprit asked with a raised eyebrow
Lu Wei moved his lips and stared at the culprit’s shoes. He was from a police station and often went to prison. The culprit’s black shirt had a number on it, but it was clearly hidden and sewn together. In other words, the culprit Can't even buy clothes, a gangster who just came out of prison, an old man who couldn't even bear to change his prison clothes, where did the bomb come from
Lu Wei squinted at the bomb on the culprit. It was an obsolete grenade. Not to mention that it was not available on the market, even in the professional army. This antique thing... an old gangster who can't even wear prison clothes, will Is it really there? Scared, deceptive, right? It's a big deal for this old man to speak, asking for 100 million? It's a joke.
Thinking of this, Lu Wei raised his head and scorned the camera, feeling that there was an opportunity for his performance. He didn't say much, and snorted: "You want to explode, right? Let's try it." He said, and went forward. After taking a step, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked at the opposite camera, trying to leave the most brave impression in front of the audience.
However, before he could react, he heard a loud bang, and a fiery wind rushed over. Lu Wei's feet were soft, before he had time to speak, his eyes went dark and he died.
"what-"
Lu Wei woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, and found that he was still sitting in the taxi. The driver in front was complaining to himself: "You said the housing prices in the past few years are like rockets, whizzing up."
"what happened?"
Lu Wei looked around and found that the situation was the same as a few hours ago. Is this... crossing