The gangster's voice came from the walkie-talkie in the lieutenant's hand:

"You sent snipers to the building opposite. I warn you for the last time that if you dare to make any small moves, I will kill someone immediately."

The walkie-talkie in the hands of the criminal was the one from the experts who had been dispatched to negotiate before.

This has become a communication tool he used to warn the police of threats.

He took a simple breath and said coldly: "There are also their accomplices among the masses surrounding the downstairs."

These words made the faces of the people present look a little ugly.

No wonder the gangsters knew that they had sent snipers to the building opposite. It must have been Lu Jingzhou and the others who were in action that they were seen by the gangsters' accomplices, so they reported it to the gangsters-

This makes things much more difficult.

If Xiang Heng and the others above fail, the accomplices downstairs are likely to be carrying armed firearms. After failure, they are likely to retaliate against the people around them...

"How about using an infrared thermal camera?" A simple suggestion sounds.

Bai Shu shook his head lightly, "Thermal camera cannot penetrate the wall. In addition, the floor is too high. Even if the aircraft can bring the thermal camera up there, it cannot transmit the thermal image. The helicopter cannot blatantly get close..."

In this way, they are completely passive.

At this time, the glass of the RV was knocked on, the car door was opened, and the two armed police officers held a few bags of cash and spoke respectfully: "Thirty million is ready."

The captain responded and then wanted to contact the criminals, saying that the money was ready so that they could get down from the upper floor-

I simply stopped it but used a walkie-talkie to contact Xiang Heng who had climbed up to the 24th floor:

"How is your situation?"

A simple sound came from Xiang Heng's headphones. He stepped back a few steps against the wall and retreated to the aisle on the 24th floor. Then he lowered his voice and responded:

"A gangster put his hands at the entrance of the escape stairs."

Simple sweat oozed out from his forehead. He stuck out his tongue and licked his thirsty lips. He took a deep breath as if he had made a decision, and then spoke to the lieutenant:

"I'll take ten million in cash to negotiate."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lieutenant was stunned and didn't react.

He had already made it clear that the expert in the previous negotiation had died at the gun of the criminal. If someone approached, the danger would be certain...

Moreover, he still doesn't know why the wind commando sent here would have a woman stuck in it?

Ling Changshu, who was standing beside him, pulled his simple arm over and looked unhappy. Before he could speak out, Baishu, who was sitting in front of the computer, said coldly:

"No, you don't have the conditions for negotiation."

Negotiating experts generally have certain qualification requirements, and must be experts in psychology, criminal psychology, etc., and the priority is to attack the heart.

But he had no experience in negotiations, and he was facing an ordinary gangster this time, he had guns in his hands, and he was very cruel...

If something unexpected happens simply, how do they explain to the captain?

The simple voice was a little low: "I am a woman, and I can minimize the vigilance and resistance of the criminals. After I go in, I try to take my life safety as the premise. Negotiation is secondary. The important thing is to bring your surveillance detector in so that you can know where those criminals are and the situation will be reversed..."

"No, we can't bear it if it is." Baishu is determined.

To take a step back, even if the criminals brutally killed all hostages, the police must arrest them.

But among these people, simplicity is not included.

They could not afford her death.

He simply frowned and did not want to argue with Baishu, so he directly asked Xiang Heng for his consent.

What surprised Baishu and Ling Changshu was that Xiang Heng actually agreed.

Baishu was in a mess for the first time and questioned Xiang Heng on the walkie-talkie: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Xiang Heng responded coldly: "If someone must sacrifice this operation, he can only be a soldier from Country A."

It shouldn't be those innocent citizens.

Baishu's body stiffened and suddenly felt chill all over.

Xiang Heng will always be like this, calm and rational, and regards the military uniform on his body as supreme glory.

If the criminals called him to his life and exchanged for the safety of the five hostages, he would probably pull the trigger without hesitation...

Ten minutes later, he simply took off his black combat uniform and walked over to her back, Ling Changshu, who was pulling her clothes to cover her face with a heavy face, his chest slumped, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something.

What the lieutenant has already said is obvious. If he gets closer to the gangsters to negotiate, he will undoubtedly be a death sentence.

After simply taking off the black combat uniform on his body, he did not wear the green military uniform, but instead took off his only black vest.

Simply pull off the coat from Ling Changshu's hand and signaled that he would not need to be covered.

Ling Changshu then turned around and looked at the simple situation where there was only a black vest on his upper body. He frowned and turned around and bent down to take the black police bulletproof vest beside him and handed it over:

"Simple, you put this on."

He simply lowered his eyes and looked at the vest in Ling Changshu's hand, and smiled: "If you really want to kill me, this vest will not work, but instead make them feel that I am prepared and have the opposite effect..."

Ling Changshu looked at the smile on Jian's mouth and became more irritable and anxious, "When is it, you can still laugh."

The curve of the corners of simple mouth became stronger and he retorted helplessly: "I can't laugh anymore, I can't make me cry!"

The curve of the corner of the mouth touched the end of the eyes, and his eyes were bent.

But the smile didn't reach the depths of my eyes.

Then, Baishu put a piece of A4 white paper and a pen on the small table in front of him, and looked at her with a pair of black jade-like eyes without making a sound.

Simple and a little confused, he asked subconsciously: "What's this for?"

Baishu pursed his lips and did not answer.

The lieutenant beside him replied softly: "Write a suicide note..."

Simple:"……"

Her brain suddenly fell into a blank space, and she was a little stunned.

She was only twenty years old, and she still had plenty of time to spend willfully squandering and never thought about death.

Suicide letter?

I took a chair and sat down. I looked at the white and dazzling A4 paper, pursed my thirsty lips, picked up the water-based pen, placed the tip of the pen above the A4 paper, and I didn't finish the pen for a long time.

What is she going to write?

He simply turned his head, looked at Baishu beside him, and asked softly: "I heard that soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country and the people during their mission, and would be buried in the Martyrs' Garden, right?"

Baishu's body trembled, turned his head away, and did not look at the shiny black eyes, and responded softly.

Idiot, I'm still thinking about this!

"Then... after I die, will there be any subsidies for the families of the martyrs?" The simple voice was light and very careful.

If she dies and no one will give the woman in the wheelchair living expenses and raising her, what will happen to the rest of her life!

Baishu didn't dare to look back at the simple ones. He raised his head and looked at the roof of the car, as if he was enduring something, and did not respond to the simple ones.

The lieutenant on the side had to whisper: "According to the Regulations on Commendation of Revolutionary Martyrs, a "Certificate of Sacrifice in the Job of the Revolutionary Martyrs" will be issued to enjoy the relevant treatment for death in business. The family members cannot enjoy the treatment of martyrs, but enjoy the pension for death in business as stipulated by relevant departments."

He nodded lightly, then wrote down the writing, and wrote two big words [Personal Letter] on the white a4 paper...

But she couldn't write anything anymore.

Then she stood up and threw the pen, crumpled the paper into a ball, and said irritated: "Who the fuck is going to write this thing!"

After saying that, I took a step and prepared to get off the car-

But the car door was not closed yet, so I suddenly stopped walking, turned around, and explained to Baishu a little heavy:

"Let Gu Jiu take good care of my mother, and then say to Gu Jiu, be filial to me, don't empathize with my new love so early, I'm afraid that my ghost will not fade away..."

Hundred Books: "…"

Shouldn’t it be to let the captain not worry about her?

But this is the simple nature.

He pursed his lips, held back the light in his eyes, raised his hand to simply, and saluted a military salute-

Simple eyes trembled slightly, and I wanted to smile, but I couldn't laugh any more.

Then, he simply took the suitcase containing ten million from a policeman and dragged it to the hotel lobby-

The lieutenant outside said something to the gangster...

Then, the lieutenant looked at the simple back and suddenly shouted loudly: "Salute--"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the police and armed police outside stood up straight, raised their arms, and saluted a standard military salute to the simple.

A simple step, my nose suddenly became sore, my eyes blinked, and I took a few deep breaths to adjust, and I walked into the hotel lobby--

...

Simply took the elevator to the 25th floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, a man wearing black clothes and covered his face pointed his gun at her--

I simply looked at the gun pointing at her, and I was not afraid of it being fake. If it weren't for her being a soldier, my legs would have been trembling now...
To be continued...