Inside the courtyard of the botanical garden, Fei Zi was wearing a bulletproof vest and carrying guns with three police officers, who scanned the surrounding situation.
The six-story main building is only about 150 meters away from the main entrance of the compound. There are employee parking lots and public vehicle parking lots on both sides in front. It is now evening and most of the tourists have left the park, so the parking lot looks very empty.
The back side, left and right sides of the main building all continue the construction style of the entire botanical garden, with a lot of open space, a lot of plant land, and several plant walls that represent the image of the garden.
In other words, the main building is isolated, with no shielding or blocking on its periphery. Any attempt to infiltrate it or forcibly attack it will be impossible to escape observation from inside the main building.
Fei Zizheng felt that the situation was a bit tricky, so he immediately withdrew from the main gate of the compound and began to communicate with the special forces of the police department.
On the street, members of the terrorist team have already gotten off the car and are infiltrating the compound in groups.
A police sergeant under Fei Zizheng immediately stepped forward to stop them when he saw that the terrorist team refused to discuss the matter with him.
"You can't go in. It's not your turn to interfere in criminal cases." The sheriff and his men blocked the wall.
"Get out of here!" The members of the terrorist team didn't give the other side any face at all.
"What you are doing is creating...!"
“Bang bang!”
The three terrorists raised their guns and knocked the other team back several steps.
Immediately afterwards, seven or eight people raised their guns, turned off the safety and shouted, "Get out of here!"
"I'll tell you again, I received a mission order from above, and I won't give anyone face now." The leader of the terrorist team pointed at the other party and shouted, "If you continue to stop me and create friction, I will open fire!"
There were too few police officers at the scene. They were completely unable to fight off the terrorist squad, so they could only curse as they were cleared out.
The terrorist team climbed over the wall at the main entrance of the botanical garden and quickly spread out to take control of advantageous positions.
On the other end, Fei Zi was holding the phone and saying, "The terrorist team has arrived. They are trying to occupy the scene. We are too few in number to get in."
"Okay, I get it, you don't have to worry about it for now."
"Okay, I'll wait for support." Fei Zizheng replied.
About five minutes later, the terrorist team took control of the area around the main building. Then Jin Maohui, who was in charge of the command on the scene, immediately shouted through the loud speaker of the explosion-proof vehicle: "We are from the Longcheng Terrorist Team. You have taken hostages, so you must have demands. We can talk."
After shouting several times in succession, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the loudspeaker outside the sixth-floor main building.
"… I want reporters, I want to speak to the public! I'll give you fifteen minutes to prepare. After fifteen minutes, I want to see live coverage of this incident on all major media platforms." The deep voice of Jiushu's son rang out: "Just fifteen minutes, don't negotiate with me, that's it!"
With that, the speaker fell silent.
Jin Maohui, Su Tianyu and others knew about this request in advance. The call just now was just a symbolic negotiation, so as soon as Jiushu's son finished calling, Su Tianyu immediately got into Jin Maohui's command vehicle.
"Do the media people dare to go in?" Su Tianyu asked.
Inside the command vehicle, the female reporter who had previously interviewed the Victory District Police Chief said with a pale face, "Are you sure... he... he won't do anything extreme?"
Su Tianyu saw her worry and immediately added: "Well, I'll put on makeup as a photographer and go in with you."
"Okay, okay, that's OK with me!" The female reporter nodded immediately.
"That's right. Your live news station should connect with the media that we have already negotiated with. Not only should we attract more attention from Dragon City, but we should also create some excitement in District 1." Su Tianyu directed the other party, "When you go in later, your lines cannot be too biased. You need to be calm and objective. Only in this way can they be convincing."
"OK, OK!" The female reporter took off her private coat, revealing her snow-white skin, and put on a bulletproof vest and a bulletproof helmet.
…
Headquarters of the Regulatory Commission.
Lill slammed the table and yelled, "Who said that idiot Fei Zizheng can completely control the pace of this case?! From the beginning to now, he has not made any contribution to the investigation of the case, and even let the terrorist team arrive at the scene first!"
Everyone looked at Lille, who was already furious, and no one dared to say a word.
"Remove him, remove him!" Lill screamed hysterically.
"Mr. President, Fei Zizheng did make a certain contribution. Without him, it would have been difficult for us to identify the criminal so quickly. Moreover, if Fei Zizheng had not discovered that the criminal was in the Botanical Garden, our people would have rushed to Hongmao Building and the situation would have been completely in the hands of the criminal." The person next to him whispered, "Catching him now will be very hurtful to the people at the police station..."
Lill walked into the conference room with his hands on his hips, thinking.
“Tramp!”
At this moment, a young man walked in and said quickly: "The criminals have made a request. They want to talk directly to the media and broadcast it live."
Lill turned around abruptly: "How many people are in that building?"
“There are about thirty staff members who have not yet left work, and a dozen leaders from the district’s Education Affairs Department. They went there to discuss activities with the botanical garden,” the young man replied.
Lille pondered for a while, waved his hand and ordered: "We can't care about so much. We can't give terrorists the opportunity to discredit the government, let alone give the Civil Affairs Bureau any opportunity to take advantage of the issue! Notify the special forces to take action, airborne and shoot the bandits!"
…
About six or seven minutes later.
Su Tianyu and the female reporter, who were preparing to enter the main building, suddenly looked up at the sky.
Three black helicopters were flying over the botanical garden, slowly approaching the rooftop platform.
Fei Zizheng also saw this scene clearly. After being stunned for a while, he immediately picked up the intercom and shouted: "What are the special forces doing? ! ! We can't force an attack now. The surrounding area is too empty and there are hostages inside. We can't anger the bandits!!!"
"Don't worry about it." Director Lin responded.
At the same time, Jin Maohui, who was in the command vehicle, immediately picked up the intercom and shouted, "Be prepared to stop them from entering the site! Damn it, they want to shut the workers up!"
On the roof of the building, several members of the special forces were preparing to descend.
Inside the main building.
Jiushu's son bent down and looked at the person on Yang Decheng's left: "What is your position?"
"I... I am the supervisor of a mining area in the project department of a mining company."
"Yeah." Uncle Jiu's son nodded slowly, took off his hat, revealing his head covered with pus and sores.
It was dark in the room, and the other person was so frightened by his appearance that he almost lost control of his bowels and bladder.
Jiushu's son stared at him and said in a hoarse voice: "... Mr. Supervisor, do you know what kind of sound people make when they are desperate?"
The other party was stunned.
Half a minute later.
“Bang!”
A window on the fifth floor was suddenly kicked open, and a middle-aged man flew down headfirst.
"ah!!!"
A terrifying scream resounded through the night, and the middle-aged body fell to the ground with a thud, splattering blood.
"Listen, this is the sound, the sound of despair! The sound of helplessness!!" After saying this to Yang Decheng, Uncle Jiu's son directly pressed the down direction button on the remote control.
“Bang!”
“BOOM!!!”
A violent explosion sounded in front of the main building, and the supervisor, who was not yet dead, was blown into a bloody mist and fragments.
The horn honked again.
"I told you, don't treat me like a fool, and don't test my patience anymore! I'm here, but the explosions may not all be here." Uncle Jiu's son said hoarsely, "The supervisory committee, the parliament, the school... they could all explode! Dog upstairs, get out of here right now! Do you hear me? Five more minutes!"