Beautiful Man

When Stan walked out of the prison, the sky was faintly bright.

He was in a irritable mood at the moment, not sleepy.

I just want to find a place to get drunk and let it out.

Sitting in the car, the cronies asked, "Stan, do you want to take you home?"

Just as Shi Dan was about to announce the name of the bar, he suddenly remembered what Jason had said to him, and quickly changed his words: "No, go to the safe house in Queens."

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In the safe room, Franklin walked anxiously in the living room.

It was the third day that Jason was arrested, but he couldn't think of anything other than sitting at home and watching TV.

"Franklin, it's me!"

Suddenly, Stan's voice appeared at the door.

Franklin was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door and asked, "How is the situation with the boss? It was said on TV that he was in jail, is it true?"

Stan lay slumped on the sofa, grabbing a beer and taking a big gulp: "It's true! Not only that, the prison where he was held is a military fortress. There are less than 300 prisoners, and there are 1,000. Many prison guards guarded him, and it was impossible to rescue Jason by force alone."

The smile on Franklin's face completely disappeared, and he asked anxiously, "What should I do? Are you not the director of the Drug Enforcement Bureau? Is there no way?"

Stan shook his head helplessly.

He is the Director of the Narcotics Enforcement Bureau, but not the Minister of Justice. How can there be so much energy to release Jason.

"But." Stan frowned and said, "Jason didn't seem to be worried at all, and said something very strange."

He passed Jason's advice to Franklin verbatim.

"Huh? Let us go out and do bad things in his name. What is the reason?"

Anyone with a normal IQ will find this sentence a problem.

After a moment of silence, Franklin's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "I understand! The boss wants us to go out and make trouble, and then use this to force the government to release him."

Stan shook his head and said speechlessly: "Hey, have you watched more Hollywood movies! This kind of plot is impossible in reality."

Franklin didn't listen to advice at all. He thought he had gotten what Jason meant: "Yes, it must be like this! Let's plan now."

Stan twitched his mouth and said nothing in the end.

Although he thinks this idea is unreliable, but now there is no other way.

Stan took out a piece of paper, wrote and drew and analyzed: "Jason said that we must be crazy about bad things, and the bigger the noise, the better. I think nothing is more compelling than a bomb attack in Times Square. Up."

Franklin nodded in approval, but added: "I agree with the bomb attack, but I think it should be changed."

Stan asked curiously: "Where?"

Franklin sneered: "New York Police Department Headquarters!"

"hiss!"

Stan leaned back tactically, couldn't help but breathe in admiration, and said with admiration: "You are so cruel! But have you ever thought about the consequences of this incident, the police in the United States will follow crazy It seems to catch you everywhere, even if you escape to the ends of the world, it's useless."

Franklin didn't have any fear, and said seriously: "What are you afraid of! The big deal is to stay in jail for a lifetime with the boss."

Hearing these words, Stan couldn't help but think highly of him.

Although this nigger is stupid, stupid and useless, his loyalty is worthy of admiration.

"Okay, that's it! The plan is set for tomorrow, and I will help you get everything you need!"

After speaking, Stan left the safe house and set out to go.

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At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Franklin received a text message from Stan stating that things were ready and asked him to go to the nearby underground parking lot.

Franklin put on sunglasses, mask and baseball cap, wrapped himself tightly, and then came to the designated location in the parking lot.

I saw a van with a postal sign parked there.

Before he approached, the car door was suddenly opened and two strange men walked out of the car.

Franklin stopped, his expression somewhat wary.

One person explained: "You are Franklin, don't be afraid, we are Stan's men."

"Where is Stan?" Franklin asked.

"Of course I went to prison. As long as Jason doesn't speak a day, Stan and the other two directors have to report to the prison every day."

Jason is still in custody. Only after he has spit out all the information he knows, can the investigation team be considered as complete.

Franklin nodded, relaxed his vigilance and asked, "Is everything ready?"

The man nodded, took out a large package from the car and said: "This is 10 kilograms of TNT explosives. The explosion radius is 50 meters. It's powerful...you can make up for it yourself."

"The surface of the package is coated with special materials, even the photoion mobility spectrometer explosive detector can't detect it."

After speaking, he took out the oval detonator again, pointed to the safety cover and said: "The explosive has been energized. This is the detonator of the explosive. Use your thumb to open the safety cover, and then press the red button firmly. ."

"There is also a set of postal work clothes in the car. If you need anything, you can tell me."

Franklin shook his head: "No, thank you."

This kind of thing doesn't have much technical content, what is needed is the courage to face death.

"You're welcome, good luck!"

The man patted Franklin on the shoulder and left.

After changing his clothes, Franklin cheered himself up silently, then got on the postal car and drove towards the police headquarters.

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It is 9 o'clock in the morning, which is the busiest time for the police station.

The postal van slowly stopped in the parking space, and Franklin opened the compartment after getting off the bus and slowly carried the package out.

At this moment, a yawning police officer came over: "Hey! What is this?

Franklin glanced at him, and said in a flat tone: "What can be other than a package."

The police officer glanced, frowned, "I want to check it."

For a moment, Franklin's expression was a little flustered, but the police officer focused his attention on the package and did not find the detail.

"Please."

He squatted down and put the package on the ground, but his right hand quietly reached into his pocket.

The police officer was about to unpack the package, and happened to see the recipient's name on the package.

That is the name of the chief of the police station.

The police officer's movements suddenly freeze.

He thought for a while, stood up and shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't check. You can send in with me."

"Ok."

Franklin was secretly relieved in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

The entrance of the New York Police Headquarters was crowded with police officers coming in and out constantly.

After the package containing explosives passed the safety inspection, Franklin held it and came to the designated place to sign for it at the direction of the police officer.

When the police officer signed his name, Franklin calmly returned to the car and drove the post car away.

10 meters, 30 meters, 50 meters, 100 meters...