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Sweat dripped from the corner of Clapton's forehead, and the tension and surprise in his tone could not be concealed: "What are you trying to do?" "I'm helping you understand the situation, officer." Jue replied slowly: "As far as I know, The current police force in Gotham is seriously insufficient, and the casualties of your subordinates are unbearable consequences for you. At this moment, we are fully prepared, and it is impossible to enter this building without alarming us. Therefore, if you insist on using a strong attack strategy, you must pay a heavy price. In addition, I have to explain that the safe of this bank is an imported product, and the design is very interesting. Once the power is cut off, the air inside it will be sucked out instantly, and at the same time, the electronic lock on the door will randomly give out a series of numbers at the moment the power is cut off. At that time, the password we set will also become invalid. Only by contacting the European head office that produces this kind of gate, through a series of complicated identification procedures, obtaining a special decryption program, and then decoding the random number, can we reopen the password. Open this vault. Unfortunately, the people inside couldn't wait that long. As long as you turn off the power, it doesn't matter if you turn it back on immediately, the air won't flow back in. In a minute or so they are suffocating, three minutes later the lack of oxygen causes irreversible brain damage, and five minutes later you are thinking about how to explain their death to the media and their families. Of course, you can pray for a situation where, let's say... your people, or some superhero, are strong enough to force their way in here and overpower us without cutting off the power when we are prepared. While I'm personally skeptical of this scenario, even if that did happen, I'm sorry to tell you that the situation still won't change. The life and death of the hostages are still in our hands. In thirty minutes...sorry, twenty-five minutes, it is impossible to force open this vault with external force. Without the code we provide, you can only watch the hostages suffocate. ""Okay, okay! Clapton turned his head and shouted at the people next to him, "Tell the tactical team to stop and stand by!" He sighed. Then he said to the receiver: "Okay, have you heard everything?" Are you satisfied! " "Yes, I can hear you very clearly. "Feng Bujue smiled and said: "Very wise choice, Officer Clapton. He paused for a second, then continued: "Then... please call me in ten minutes." At that time I will tell you our requirements. "After that, he hung up the phone. … The bank lobby is still very bright. Although the row of glass doors at the main entrance is blocked by a roller blind, the lights on the ceiling are still on during the day, so there is no effect. Feng Bujue stood by the counter, and he finished talking with Clapton. He put down the phone receiver. The submachine gun gangster has been pointing his gun at Feng Bujue. Of course, he will not trust this inexplicable stranger in front of him so easily. As long as Feng Bujue utters half a word similar to a secret signal on the phone, he will be shot dead immediately. . The other two bandits were a little further away. On the two wings of the lobby, armed with guns watched dozens of hostages gathered in the center of the lobby. "Am I right? You only need to talk nonsense to stop their strong attack." Feng Bujue shrugged and said in a relaxed tone. "Okay. You won ten minutes of safety time, so what? You still didn't tell me. How can we get out?" asked the submachine gun bandit, and his tone was relatively relaxed at this time, no longer the vicious one Kiss off. "In the situation where the hostage-taking is confronting the police, the most important and basic task for the kidnappers is to count the number of hostages first." Feng Bujue replied, before he waited for the other party to respond, he continued: "According to I observed that the three of you have not done this so far, but fortunately, I have already counted for you, and besides you three and me, there are twenty-nine people here.” He stretched out his hand and gestured with the palm of his hand. For a moment: "Can you move the muzzle away from me first?" The gangster stared into Feng Bujue's eyes for a few seconds, his eyes seemed to be demonstrating, and then slowly moved the muzzle away. Feng Bujue walked slowly to the bank manager (a bald middle-aged man wearing glasses), and poked the other person's back with his finger, "Are you the manager here?" "Yes... yes." The manager replied A little trembling, a few seconds ago, he kept lying on the ground with his head in his arms, not daring to breathe. When he heard Feng Bujue's footsteps approaching, he became nervous. When Feng Bujue's fingers touched him, he was even more frightened. "Don't be nervous, buddy." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder: "I just want to ask, where are the cash bag and the plastic lock used to seal it?" "Oh... in... go in through the door behind the counter , in the warehouse there are many… The manager replied while thinking. "Give me the key and the door card." "Feng Bujue said again. The bald manager was stunned for two seconds, then nodded and complied. Just now, Brother Jue had observed everyone in the lobby while he was talking to Sheriff Clapton on the other end of the phone. Repeatedly, and based on the various details of these people, he deduced a lot of information. Therefore, he knows who the bank manager is, and he also knows that the keys and door cards necessary to enter and exit the employee area are in this guy's trouser pocket Li. "What are you going to do? "The gangster pretending to be money asked." Of course it is better to control the situation. Feng Bujue replied, "Can I trouble you to take out those things?" "He said, and handed the key and door card to the gangster who pretended to be money. "When will it be my turn to instruct me..." The gangster who pretended to be money replied angrily. The submachine gun gangster interrupted: "Okay, do as he said do. He also added: "Even if you ask him to take it, you have to follow, don't you?" "The boss spoke, and the gangster pretending to be money was helpless. He gave Feng Bujue a glance, took the key, turned over the counter and walked to the warehouse. After the gangster left, the submachine gun gangster spoke again and said two words: "no , hat? "Feng Bujue smiled, and suddenly a golden glow appeared in his hand, and a flashing poker flew towards the robber who was only a few meters away from him. At this distance, the accuracy of death poker would not be any better. Mistake, the flash of light slit the target's throat. The submachine gun gangster didn't understand until his death. The unarmed man in front of him didn't make any throwing movements, so why did he suddenly fly out of his hand with a deadly weapon. "You ! "The pistol gangster in the distance saw this scene, and his reaction was not slow. He raised his gun and fired. Bang bang bang... The gunshots rang out repeatedly. Feng Bujue didn't dodge or dodge, standing where he was. He didn't activate the poker either. [Shield] Special effect, just raise your arms to protect your face. The development of the matter is as Feng Bujue expected, the opponent's marksmanship is really bad. In a panic, he shot all the bullets in the pistol in one go , but only two hits. The two bullets were blocked by the sound wall of [Echo Armor]. Although there was a blood hole in Feng Bujue's abdomen and thigh, the wounds were not serious. It's only 24%. Feng Bujue counted the gunshots silently in his heart, and when the opponent finished firing a round of bullets, he put down his arms calmly, took out his submachine gun from the bag [Miss moxxi's bad temper], Ignoring the guy who had run out of bullets, he took the lead in aiming at the door where the gangster with the money had just entered. He listened to the sound of the guy's footsteps running back and made a prediction. He pulled the trigger at the right moment when his head appeared. "Why... This sentence was interrupted by the bang of the gun, and the gangster who pretended to be money was shot in the face as soon as he stepped out of the door, and was killed on the spot. "Put the gun down." "Feng Bujue had already killed two people in a row, but his expression was as calm as usual. His words were obviously aimed at the remaining pistol gangster. "Don't dream! You bastard! "The pistol gangster roared back. At this time, he had hid by the west wall of the lobby. A compartment with an ATM machine (the ATM machine is embedded in the wall, and the front is a space similar to a telephone booth. One meter square , surrounded by patterned bulletproof glass on three sides, the glass door can be bolted from the inside), and began to reload the pistol. He didn't know where Feng Bujue took out the weapon, and he didn't know what the boss was The thing was killed. He only knew that the murderous guy in front of him would definitely not care about the life and death of the hostages, so the gun in his hand was the last bargaining chip. Wouldn't it be a state of being slaughtered if he put it down? "I'll count to ten, if you don't come out and surrender, you won't have a chance. "Feng Bujue yelled at him. The pistol gangster's hand was shaking uncontrollably, which affected the efficiency of loading the bullet. He was afraid that the other party would rush over immediately. Now that Feng Bujue told him to take dozens of shots, he felt relieved. I feel that I have gained some time. "One, two, three, four..." Feng Bujue counted one number per second, and the time was very precise. During the seven seconds when he counted to seven, he did the following things : Put away the submachine gun, take out the [endless grenade magazine] from the luggage, take out a [Mark II grenade (generated)] from the grenade magazine, put away the [endless grenade magazine], pull the fuze of the grenade and swing an arm , Aimed at the uncapped compartment six or seven meters away... "Eight..." When Feng Bujue counted to this number, he threw the grenade. The pistol gangster had already loaded the bullet at this time, and he was panting heavily He said, and said to himself: "Calm down, I can do it, that guy is already injured, as long as I rush out, move faster..." Boom, boom, snap, grunt... This is the grenade being shot from above the compartment. The sound of throwing it in, rebounding twice and then landing. The pistol gangster looked at the grenade that had been pulled out of the fuse at his feet. Four letters can sum it up: "Fack. "... boom! There was a loud bang. Even through the closed iron gate, the sound of the explosion is still difficult to cover up. "What's going on inside? First there was a gunshot, and now something exploded. Is this a terrorist attack?" Clapton couldn't wait any longer, and there were still four minutes before the appointed time, but he picked up the phone, and made a gesture to the colleagues in the surveillance car. Beep-beep-beep—"The hostages are fine." Feng Bujue picked up the phone and said directly, "But the time is not up yet, officer, I hate people who have no sense of time, so you have to wait another ten minutes for this, from now on Recalculate." He didn't give the other party any room to interrupt: "If you call in a few minutes earlier, I'll kill a few hostages." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone rudely. ... In the bank lobby, the hostages still didn't get up from the ground, because after Feng Bujue killed the three gangsters, he seized the two guns on the submachine gun gangsters. The hijacking continued... "Ladies and gentlemen." Feng Bujue walked behind the counter while dragging his lame leg, and put away the gun that held the gangster's money, "From now on, It's up to me here. As long as you cooperate with my actions, no one will get hurt. If all goes well, in a few hours. You will be sitting at the table and sharing dinner with your family. With luck, the married men present Ladies and gentlemen, we can reunite our long-lost sex life tonight." His tone seemed to be joking with a group of acquainted friends, and there was no hint of threat at all. "However, if anyone refuses to cooperate with me, or even tries to obstruct me..." He pushed an office chair with wheels to the outside of the counter, sat on it, and said with a gun in his hand: "I will aim at all living things in sight." Shoot until the ammunition runs out." He paused for a few seconds, scanning the expressions on the faces of the hostages. Then he said: "Do you understand?" The hostages never expected that just after three stupid thieves died, another lunatic against humanity appeared. No one dared to meet his gaze, and no one dared to answer this question directly. Some of the hostages were already crying silently saying God bless. "Okay, now, that lady in the beige coat, yes. It's you." Feng Bujue said, "Can you please raise your head?" It was a blonde girl in her thirties, with an average figure and appearance . The make-up on his face has been worn out by crying. There was some vomit on the clothes on his chest. After hearing the words, she raised her head to look at Feng Bujue, and replied with fear on her face: "Please...please don't hurt me... " "Don't worry, ma'am, I don't want to hurt anyone. "Feng Bujue said: "I noticed that there is a brown handbag on the ground on your left, I think it belongs to you, right?" The woman turned her head and glanced at the bag, then replied: "Yes... yes... you can take whatever you want... just... don't hurt me." "I want to ask, ma'am, did you bring your makeup bag today?" ""what? "She was taken aback instinctively when she heard the words, but she was afraid that if she answered slowly, she would anger Feng Bujue, so she immediately continued: "Yes...I did. "In your makeup bag, do you have tweezers for eyebrow trimming?" ""Yes... there is. "So, please go over now, open that bag, find your cosmetic bag, take out the tweezers from it, and give it to me." Feng Bujue paused, and added: "Don't worry, no one is urging you, I don't want you to mess things up because of panic." The woman quickly got the tweezers and handed them over to Feng Bujue with trepidation. Feng Bujue took the things and said with a smile, "Thank you, please go back and lie down so I can see your hands." "After she got back on her knees, Feng Bujue turned around and found the bald manager, and said, "Mr. Manager, please come here too. The bank manager looked around, but no one responded. It seemed he was the target, so he had to stand up and walk over. "Thirty cash bags and sixty plastic locks, please go and get them for me." "Feng Bujue said, and pointed to the body of the money bandit; "The key and door card are on him, I don't think he would mind if you take them back. He made a gesture of invitation and tilted his head; "Go." "The body of the robber who held the money was lying down under the door frame behind the counter. It was a good way to walk over. The bank manager mustered up his courage, picked up the key and the key card from the guy whose head was beaten into a honeycomb, and walked towards the warehouse." Oh, right. "Feng Bujue reminded loudly: "Don't make me wait too long, otherwise...you understand. ""Yes...understand. The bank manager responded, and trotted to get his things. "Hey, that gentleman in a suit, yes, it's you, please give me your lighter, thank you." "Feng Bujue said to another hostage. Just from the nails on his right hand, he could tell that the man was a smoker. In fact, through observation, he had already obtained various information from these twenty-nine people. Such as occupation, marital status, living habits, hobbies, etc... Feng Bujue put the gun within reach, lightly roasted the tweezers with a lighter, picked up the bullet when he opened the wound, and took the shrapnel and the gun without changing his face. Some of my minced meat came out together... The hostages who looked up at him were all stunned. They didn't know that the player's pain had been weakened. They all exclaimed in their hearts: This is really a man... Feng Bujue quickly took out two bullets without bandaging them. , the [Bleeding] effect in the status bar will stop by itself. He glanced at the survival value, there is still 68%, so there is no need to rush to reply. At this time, the bank manager also came back with a pile of cash bags and plastic locks. He put these things on the ground in front of Feng Bujue, and asked, "Is there any other order, sir?" Feng Bujue gestured to the location of the other hostages with his eyes: "Use the lock to tie their hands behind their backs. Behind them, the feet were tied together, and the cash bags were put on their heads." ... Another ten minutes passed, this time a full ten minutes. With the police technicians at the ready, Clapton picked up the phone and dialed the bank lobby number. After four rings, Feng Bujue answered, "You were on time this time, officer." "What happened to the hostages in the vault? Are they still alive?" Clapton asked, "What on earth do you want?" So? You're out of it, understand? Listen... I know it wasn't you who killed the hostages just now, man, you're a smart man, if you persuade your accomplices to come out with you and surrender, I can plead with the judge for you .” When he said the second half of the sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice very low, as if the deal really made sense. "Hehe... sounds like a very attractive condition, but... between fixed-term imprisonment and impunity, I think the latter is obviously more tempting. Anyway, I have the password to the vault, and when the hostages are rescued... or... die In the past, you couldn’t have shot me, right? Haha…” He smiled smugly, and this improvised lie was indeed a good talisman. At the same time, the closed bank door was reopened. As the shutter door slowly rises, the scene in front of the police is... RT Another ten minutes passed, this time a full ten minutes. With the police technicians at the ready, Clapton picked up the phone and dialed the bank lobby number. After four rings, Feng Bujue answered, "You were on time this time, officer." "What happened to the hostages in the vault? Are they still alive?" Clapton asked, "What on earth do you want?" So? You're out of it, understand? Listen... I know it wasn't you who killed the hostages just now, man, you're a smart man, if you persuade your accomplices to come out with you and surrender, I can plead with the judge for you .” When he said the second half of the sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice very low, as if the deal really made sense. "Hehe... sounds like a very attractive condition, but... between fixed-term imprisonment and impunity, I think the latter is obviously more tempting. Anyway, I have the password to the vault, and when the hostages are rescued... or... die In the past, you couldn’t have shot me, right? Haha…” He smiled smugly, and this improvised lie was indeed a good talisman. At the same time, the closed bank door was reopened. As the shutter door slowly rises, the scene in front of the police is... RT Another ten minutes passed, this time a full ten minutes. With the police technicians at the ready, Clapton picked up the phone and dialed the bank lobby number. After four rings, Feng Bujue answered, "You were on time this time, officer." "What happened to the hostages in the vault? Are they still alive?" Clapton asked, "What on earth do you want?" So? You're out of it, understand? Listen... I know it wasn't you who killed the hostages just now, man, you're a smart man, if you persuade your accomplices to come out with you and surrender, I can plead with the judge for you .” When he said the second half of the sentence, he deliberately lowered his voice very low, as if the deal really made sense. "Hehe... sounds like a very attractive condition, but... between fixed-term imprisonment and impunity, I think the latter is obviously more tempting. Anyway, I have the password to the vault, and when the hostages are rescued... or... die In the past, you couldn’t have shot me, right? Haha…” He smiled smugly, and this improvised lie was indeed a good talisman. At the same time, the closed bank door was reopened. As the shutter door slowly rises, the scene in front of the police is... RT
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