Chapter 387: Human blood steamed buns (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
Chapter 387: Human Blood Buns (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
“Put down the gun!” A black SWAT holding an HK461D and wearing a FAST high-cut helmet kicked Gideon over, who was about to raise his gun to shoot.
Martin Riggs stretched out his foot and stepped on his wrist, taking the pistol away, "Lian, Ryan, it's too dangerous for you. Also, where are your ears?"
Gideon looked at the slightly neurotic man in front of him with ridicule in his eyes, but after hearing what he said to his ears, he turned his head and looked at the marble statue with resentment.
The police first controlled everyone and then conducted identity screening to prevent any gangsters from mixing with the hostages. These are all lessons learned from **** experiences.
However, the identity of the criminal in this case is relatively clear. All four people are lying on the ground now. The rest is just a matter of process.
“Put down the gun, come out from behind the statue, and let me see your hands.” The two SWATs always pointed their guns at the statue, not daring to relax at all.
“Okay, don’t be nervous.” Xu Chuan hooked the trigger guard with one finger, put the Beretta92FS on the ground, and then slowly stood up from behind the statue with his hands raised.
He didn’t want to irritate these LAPD at all. It would be unfair if the magazine was emptied.
Sela stood beside him, watching the two SWATs trying to handcuff Xu Chuan. She pushed the policeman like crazy, "What did you do? He saved everyone."
Xu Chuan grinned and stretched out his hand to pull the person back, "Officer, don't mind, she was just frightened."
“You’re crazy.” He attacked the police in the United States, but in such a chaotic scene, he simply didn’t want to live. “Your agent should be outside to inform Allen and Chapman.”
“Ma’am, this is just a necessary process.” A young SWAT Strick stopped the excited Sheila and looked at the two people curiously, with a hint of clarity in his eyes.
The black SWAT officer looked at the explosives placed on the wall and called another team member over, "Dickon, come and take a look at this. The singer was right. We were indeed saved by him."
"Yes, no wonder Gideon would directly kill a high-value hostage, so that we have to act in advance and disrupt our plan." A middle-aged white man named Deacon immediately figured out the key when he saw these arrangements. ,
“Boss, it seems we all owe a favor.” Strick stood next to the two of them. “But it’s such a pity that Jennifer died. I still have a set of her photos at home.”
“Congratulations, the value of the photo in your hand will increase soon.” A big man patted him on the shoulder, “Do you need to take action?”
“Luka, I’m not that kind of person.”
Gideon had his hands cuffed behind his back and was being held up by two policemen while looking at Xu Chuan with blood on his face. His eyes were full of murderous intent. Xu Chuan looked at him and smiled. There are some things where staring is useless.
Both of them were handcuffed, but the treatment was completely different. Gideon was almost dragged out. He turned his head and shouted at Xu Chuan and the other two, "I will definitely let you go, and I will do it in front of you." Kill your family members one by one."
Xu Chuan curled his lips and said indifferently to the threat, "My family?" you sure? ’, I really don’t look down on you.
“Sir, do you mind?” A policeman in police uniform holding a black hood asked him politely.
“Of course not, thank you very much.” The police also considered for his safety.
"No, no, no, how can you wear this? Your image is completely ruined." Robert, the salon owner who had been completely forgotten, came over, patted off the black hood, found a baseball cap and a plaid scarf, and helped Xu Chuan Dai, this may be the obsession of an image designer.
"By the way, here's what's missing." Xuela took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag. They were big enough to cover almost half of her face. In this way, her entire face was almost covered. Even if the outside media took pictures, they wouldn't be able to see it. It will have a big impact, of course only for now.
The whole street was crowded with media from all walks of life. The death of Jennifer Cruz made these people swarm towards him like flies that smelled the smell of blood.
If the police hadn't prohibited them from getting close, these reporters would have put all kinds of shots on the face of the deceased.
The hostages at the scene were the targets of these people's competition, but the people in the salon were all in the entertainment industry, and they all knew how to deal with these media. After the disaster, they had already begun to think about how to make the experience of this period bring benefits to themselves. It’s the most popular thing, but there aren’t many people in this industry who are mentally fragile.
Some people kept crying about the horrific experiences they had encountered, and some were bragging about how brave they were in facing the gangsters, but the media didn't want to hear this. They wanted to know the details of Jennifer Cruz's murder. .
They understand the market too well. The public loves **** and eye-catching content. As for the truth behind the news, who cares? The most important thing is the hot spot. Now reporters have gone to the deceased's home.
These people will squeeze every last bit of value out of Jennifer Cruz.
Things outside have nothing to do with Xu Chuan so far. He is seriously thinking about how to deal with this matter at the police station. It is very troublesome. Fortunately, the police said that it is still feasible with the help of the Wayne family to let the police keep his identity secret. However, the hostages at the scene all saw that they had gone there with Sheila.
It's almost impossible to keep them secret. Maybe someone has already told them about themselves to attract attention.
In the Los Angeles Police Department, Xu Chuan was placed in an office of the Robbery and Murder Division. The police were verifying his identity. Someone would come to take notes for him later. He had also called all the contacts he could contact. Ai Lun is already on the way with their family's personal lawyer.
Not long after, Brooks Avery opened the door and walked in, followed by Sheila who had finished taking notes. When he saw Xu Chuan almost running over, he immediately hugged him. He could only helplessly spread his hands towards the police officer behind him. Avery blinked in understanding.
“Hello.” After letting Sheila fully express her emotions, the man actually said a sentence in Chinese, but it seemed that was all.
Avery is in a good mood now. Of course, this is not directed at the deceased, but because their immediate superiors have made their contribution clear. Four heavily armed gangsters killed a hostage in front of the police, and the Los Angeles police tried their best to subdue them. The two narratives of a gangster who killed one hostage and rescued a dozen others and a baby are completely different.
Now there is only one question left, how to stop the mouth of the man in front of him. After all, it was his act of self-defense that created the opportunity for the police. He even killed one person and seriously injured another by himself. The mastermind Gideon was also killed by him. Half of the ear was cut off.
It can be said that he saved everyone's lives, not to mention that there were traps in the building. If the original plan was to lead to heavy casualties, he could be regarded as saving many of their lives and futures.
(End of this chapter)