Super Plane Traveling

Changing the average person, I feel a little bit sweaty at this moment, but for Zhao Ze, who has mastered the ability of foresight, it is no use doubling the number of police officers facing him.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just the director of today's scene. The real protagonist is not me. Put down the guns, okay?" Zhao Ze waved his hand at a group of policemen, then turned his eyes to the reporters who arrived first. "Everyone, I’m the one who called you! Are you interested in coming over to the theater together?"

There are still reporters who are not afraid of death. In order to win the Pulitzer Prize, there are not a few reporters who dare to go out. If it weren't for being stopped by the police, reporters would have rushed into the steel plant to interview the governor Zhao Ze and the governor.

However, these policemen were destined to be unable to stop the reporters. The order on the scene was in chaos. Many emotional female reporters even dared to poke their fingers on the policemen's faces.

Zhao Ze is not in a hurry. Anyway, the big show has just opened today. As for how it ends, he hasn't thought about it at all. The big deal is that as soon as the time comes, the remaining mess will be cleaned up by the Yankee.

At this moment, another group of police officers arrived in a police helicopter. In addition to the high-ranking chief inspector of the Los Angeles Police Department, there were also the most experienced negotiation experts.

As soon as the negotiators entered the battle, the atmosphere on the scene immediately became serious, and the reporters who were still making noise before did not say anything-if the noise is no longer at this time, it will be obstructing the judicial process, the reporters are not stupid.

"Hello, can I come in and talk to you? Don't worry, I don't carry any weapons." The gray-haired negotiator raised his hands, indicating that he is not dangerous.

Zhao Ze glanced at him, and said lukewarmly: "Wait first, now is not the time."

Zhao Ze has watched more Hollywood blockbusters, and he knows the Yankees' routines more clearly, but he is not in a hurry. People are not here yet, and it is not too late to talk when everyone arrives.

The negotiator's face was stagnant, and he almost didn't know how to answer the next sentence. Fortunately, he responded quickly enough and immediately asked: "Can I come in? I can keep silent for now."

"Come in, let you be a testimony by the way." Zhao Ze lazily responded. Anyway, a sheep is rushing, and a group of sheep is also rushing. It is better to have multiple negotiation experts in hand.

The negotiator, such as Meng, didn't need Zhao Ze to speak, so he took off his shirt and walked towards the hostage with only one shirt.

The governor glanced at him, turned his head and said to Zhao Ze: "There is no danger."

Zhao Ze nodded, saying that he was not afraid of danger, it was nothing more than wasting one more bullet.

As long as the robbers are willing to talk, this is a good thing. The most feared is the kind of silent. The negotiator knows this well. At the same time, he also knows that the police are now throwing rats, knowing that there are only two robbers. If he didn't dare to sniper remotely, then the heavy task of rescuing the hostages was all weighed on him.

If the rescue is successful this time, there is no doubt that his life after retirement will be very comfortable.

"Hello, are you interested in talking to me?" Seeing Zhao Ze's expression that was too lazy to pay attention to him, the negotiator could only find the governor first and try to open a breakthrough from it.

However, the governor's response was also very straightforward, "Stand back and keep a safe distance from me!"

The negotiator was a little dazed. What happened to these two robbers?Why is it that oil and salt don't get in?Since such a terrible crime is committed, there must always be a need, so what is the matter if this is not said?

In desperation, he could only talk to the hostage who was taken hostage.

Chapter 19

In the eyes of negotiators, these two robbers are very amateurs. They neither tied the hostages together nor let them lie on the ground. They stood together in disarray as if they were participating in a party.

The only deterrent is probably the remote-controlled bombs on the hostages.

After another half an hour, the brigade reporters finally arrived.

At this time, more than 300 policemen had gathered on the scene, and the number of reporters was almost the same.

The most important point is that the reporters who arrived at the end are all riding professional interview cars, and many interview cars support online live broadcasting!

Seeing that everyone was coming, Zhao Ze snapped his fingers, "It's time for the opening! Hey, what about you, what is your name?"

The negotiator immediately reacted and said quickly: "George, my name is George Martino, I belong to the Los Angeles Police Department..."

"I'm not interested in knowing what you are doing. I want you to come here just to bring you a message. You should contact your boss now and ask them to bring all the reporters over. I want to hold a live press conference here."

"Wh...what!?" Martino was dumbfounded, almost thinking that he had misheard, "You mean...you want to have a press conference? Now?"

"Yes, right now, is there a problem?" Zhao Ze rolled his eyes a little impatiently. "Tell the people who can call the shots here. If I can't see the reporter coming within five minutes, I will kill one in a minute until the Kill everyone! The first thing to kill is this shit Deputy Secretary of State!"

Martino was speechless. He couldn't even think of delaying time. How could this be a robber?Is there such a robber?

Hold a live press conference?What an international joke!

After learning about Zhao Ze's request, the police chief in Los Angeles-Chief Inspector Almondo Abraham almost burst his blood vessels on the spot!

This is probably the weirdest and most absurd requirement ever made by robbers.

Of course, Abraham didn't want to follow Zhao Ze's instructions. He asked the negotiator to try again, hoping to delay the time, but he miscalculated.

five minutes later--

boom!

Hearing only a shot, a figure fell from the hostage.

The reporters at the scene were all terrified. They weren't okay just now. Why did they shoot and kill people suddenly?

"That old guy with a Mediterranean hairstyle, if you don't let the reporter come over, these hostages were killed by you!"

As soon as Zhao Ze shouted out these words, the reporters present were in an uproar. Everyone obviously knew Zhao Ze's request. At the same time, they couldn't agree with the police chief's approach—is it dangerous to interview robbers? The matter of our reporter; if we were not allowed to go, the hostages were killed. That is the matter of your chief inspector.

The chief police officer with a bald head was immediately Alexander!

One is already dead, who knows if the robber will kill another one in a minute?

The anti-terrorist special police team at the scene had advised him to attack more than once, and they also promised to kill the two robbers in an instant, but how do they know how much pressure he is, the chief inspector?

This is not a case of bank robbery. You can rush in to save people regardless of the safety of the hostages-anyway, the rich in the United States never need to enter the bank, and the poor people go to the bank hall in person.

Most of those kidnapped by Zhao Ze are important members of the California consortium. These people may not be as good as those from Silicon Valley in terms of net worth, but they all have huge political influence.

Even if only one of these people died, he, the chief inspector of the police, would not even think about sitting until retirement, let alone one who is already dead right now...

However, there are also people who are solving problems for Abraham. The assistant chief police officer on the side is better at monitoring, and whispers in the ear of his immediate boss: "Boss, the one who died seems to be a bodyguard."

"Bodyguard?" Abraham breathed a sigh of relief. No one would cry for him when the bodyguard was dead—except for his family.

Under tremendous pressure, Abraham had to choose to compromise, but on the surface, he could not agree to let the reporter pass. By doing so, he was burying himself with mines. Therefore, Abraham confessed to his assistant chief inspector and let him take responsibility .

The Assistant Chief Superintendent originally did this. Anyway, only Abraham did not fall. His position was as stable as Mount Tai. After understanding Abraham’s meaning, the assistant immediately called a sergeant responsible for controlling the order of the scene and told him this. I gave a general explanation.

The sheriff once again took the pot from the assistant chief inspector, and everything that happened next seemed a lot more logical.

Under the protests and shocks of a group of uncrowned kings "excited", a thin line of people could no longer stop many reporters. As soon as the first reporter to break through the wall appeared, more reporters soon broke through.

Hula rushed over nearly a hundred reporters. Even Zhao Ze, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, was a little bit frustrated. He was not afraid of policemen dressing up as reporters to come in. In order to perform today’s scene well, Zhao Ze even had an idea. , Beckoned to the police at the entrance of the factory——

"Come here all! Since it's a press conference, how can there be fewer people to maintain order? Don't worry, as long as you keep all your guns away, there will be no fights at the scene."

Obviously no one understood Zhao Ze's cold humor, but the police were more surprised than the reporter.

Let the police pass?

This... Is this guy really a robber?