But then the convoy traveled safely until it entered the county jail without any accidents.
This fully explained the necessity of Harrison's first escort during the day.
The man in the hood in the car just now is the real Alex Montel, who is also the one who offered a reward of 100 million.
The person who was sent to the prison by the police convoy in the afternoon was just a stand-in pretended by a SAT team member.
Anyway, when he was escorted, Alex's face would be covered by a hood, and no one knew if it was him.
The group of escorts in the afternoon were not under Harrison's immediate subordinates either. None of his immediate subordinates were dispatched, but remained concentrated at the headquarters.
Harrison's plan was only known to himself and a certain boss at the headquarters, and everyone else was kept in the dark.
The boss at the headquarters arranged in advance to lock the double during the day into the isolation room, and temporarily prevent anyone from asking or visiting.
Before the real body of Alex, the hot potato, is sent to the prison, he must try his best to make the outside world think that he is already in prison, so as to reduce the resistance for the real escort operation at night.
So far, the plan appears to have been largely successful.
First of all, even if there are still gangsters suspected, as time goes by and the order at the headquarters normalizes, you will feel that you are late.
The large-scale battles between the police and robbers during the day have long been on TV, and the repeated news has repeatedly strengthened this feeling.
After all, the culprit is not a policeman, and if there is suspicion, it is impossible to use search to confirm the situation.
Secondly, there are more than a hundred unpainted vehicles pouring out of the headquarters after get off work, and they don't have the ability to monitor them all.
Harrison also controlled the opening rhythm of the exit of the parking lot, ensuring that three or four unpainted vehicles left together more than a dozen times, which was a serious blow to the confidence of those who were interested.
Maybe Alex Montel was in one of the cars, long gone.
In the end, the route of this escort at night did not go straight to the east like the first escort during the day, but circled half a circle.
The route chosen by the convoy was extremely fast after missing the rush hour. The entire escort took less than 40 minutes, which did not leave much time for the gangsters to react.
Except... Well, the two middle school girls next to Luke, the other gangsters were all deceived.
And Luke also remembered that the twins seemed to have approached the police car escorting the suspect among the group of young people dancing in the afternoon.
I don't know how they judged that the person in the car during the day was a stand-in, but they really didn't do anything at that time, but chose to eat alone at night.
There is only one problem: how did they determine the course of action for the escort vehicles at night
Judging from the current situation, they did not find other ordinary people to help, and it was not easy to do this.
When the others got out of the car and escorted the man in the hood to the prison cell, Luke stared at the pair of middle school girls in the car.
In fact, it was he who was chatting, and not far away, two pairs of big blue eyes stared at him silently.
He sighed: "If you don't explain your situation, then I can only hand you over to professionals. You know that?"
There was a look of fear in the eyes of the two sisters, but they didn't say anything.
Luke was helpless: "Don't tell me? If I tell you, I might secretly let you go."
A look of hesitation flashed across the eyes of the two sisters, but they still remained silent.
Luke also gave up.
I don't know if it's because the two girls are too wary of him, or because he is particularly resistant to psychic abilities, but his fur-level telepathic communication is completely useless to them.
After trying several times, he didn't even ask their names.
He didn't want to torture the two little girls to extract a confession.
In fact, he was serious about letting go of the two little girls.
Their abilities and actions are more measured, and they have no tendency to violent killing.
Luke was sure of this.
A person who disregards life and has blood on his hands is still very different from ordinary people.
Luke himself relied on his apparent record to cover up his abnormality, but he still couldn't hide it from many veterans, such as Robert and Fleger.
He didn't think the two sisters could hide it from him.
But their silence made him hesitate.
Call Wells or Flagg? That is likely to send them into the tiger's mouth.
Luke himself didn't want to work under Wells, it was a huge pitfall.
Fleger's institution also has a lot of problems. Just looking at the things they contain, I'm afraid it's a bit of a shameful research project.
Frowning and thinking, he suddenly put away his gun: "Forget it. Leave the prison later, what you want to do has nothing to do with me."
Seeing his actions, those two similar faces showed similar surprised + puzzled expressions.
After making a decision, Luke also relaxed.
He dug in his pocket, took out a chocolate lollipop, pulled off the wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Noticing the surprised gazes around him, he didn't turn his head. He just fumbled in his pocket again and stretched out his hand: "Do you want candy? Just say if you want it."
The eyes of the two girls flicked back and forth between his mouth and his hands. The girl with broken hair moved her hand, but it was torn off by the mushroom head.
Luke smiled, and put two lollipops into the hand where the girl with broken hair was torn off: "Eat it yourself later."
The broken-haired girl's mouth was still covered with a towel.
He looked sideways at the night sky outside the window, and couldn't help reminding: "If you have the ability, don't use it to do such illegal things. Those who are always waiting for you to show up are not the police."
Not long after, Harrison and his party came out and got into the car quickly.
Seeing the silence in the back seat, he didn't care too much, but just ordered the team members to drive.
After the car drove out of the prison, Harrison let out a long sigh of relief: "Thank God, it's finally done."
Luke smiled and said nothing.
Harrison turned to look at the twins and asked, "What about them?"
Luke pondered for a moment: "Send them to the temporary detention room at the headquarters. Today we have fought like that with the gangsters, so the interrogation can't require us to contribute, right?"
Harrison pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement. at As long as the big boss above orders, if there is a disagreement, it will be done.
But for interrogating prisoners, they are really not as professional as the police detectives of the serious crime team.
Of course, sat also has a truly "professional" interrogation technique.
But Harrison looked at the immature faces of the two little girls from the rearview mirror, and immediately gave up this too cruel idea.
Men in this world are all judged by faces.
Harrison's black bald head is no exception.
Let him kill a few gunmen, he won't hesitate.
But if he wanted to use those "professional interrogation" techniques on two underage girls, he couldn't do it.
Moreover, all sat members who performed the task at night were safe, and the escort task was successfully completed.
Harrison was so relieved that he didn't want to argue with them.
In this regard, Luke is similar to Harrison. He is in a good mood at the moment, and everything he sees is pleasing to the eye.