559: An unsolvable situation

Thinking this, Chu Qing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"They are in cahoots?"

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Su Yue turned his head and smiled at her, saying, "It's okay."

These words were like magic, instantly making her feel much calmer.

On the stage at this moment, Song Wen, dressed in a casual suit, toyed with the handgun in his hand, which complemented his fair, Sven appearance, making him seem somewhat eerie.

It was as if this was how he was meant to be, yet something still seemed to be missing...

Song Wen looked at the astonished expressions of the people below the stage, a hint of frenzy and madness flashing in his eyes.

Immediately after, he pulled the slide, chambered a round, raised his arm high, and pulled the trigger!

Bang bang bang!

The muzzle flash seemed to steal the brilliance of the crystal chandelier in the auditorium.

His movements were fluid and looked quite dashing... but for everyone else present, it was utterly terrifying!

Everyone understood immediately that this was neither an exercise nor a side show, but was really happening!

Their seemingly Sven Boss usually carried a gun? What kind of person was he!?

How could they be so unlucky to encounter such a situation?

The moment after the gunshots rang out, the auditorium instantly erupted.

"Ah!!"

Sharp screams echoed through the auditorium, and the previously dense crowd fell into complete chaos.

"Silence!!!"

Song Wen's irritated roar came from the speakers surrounding the auditorium.

That madness almost transmitted through the sound into everyone's hearts. The noise lasted only a moment before abruptly vanishing, returning to silence.

Death suddenly descended upon everyone's hearts at that moment; they were forced to hold their breath...

"Very good."

"Stay quiet."

"And obey instructions."

"If you do that, I guarantee no harm will come to any of you."

The frenzy in his voice disappeared again, but that scene just now was firmly imprinted in everyone's minds.

People clearly realized that if they didn't obey instructions... he would really kill people!

...

A Qi also witnessed this scene.

Six minutes after the Special Operations Team entered the twentieth floor, Song Wen had already controlled the situation.

Moreover, he now had close to two hundred hostages in his hands!

Seeing this scene, A Qi's face turned somewhat pale, his expression extremely solemn.

His brain was thinking about how to handle this situation.

"What should we do?"

"What do we do now?"

Just as he was thinking, Jia Ping gritted his teeth and said, "We still have two of our people mixed in there. If this continues..."

This was extremely bad news.

Not only did A Qi's eyes widen, but Xiang Haitian and Jin Tianqin's expressions were also very similar at this moment.

In this situation, the Municipal Bureau's undercover agents were clearly the most dangerous!

Once discovered, the first to die would be their undercover agents!

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "The Special Operations Team is on standby on the twenty-fifth floor. They only occupy the ten floors between the fortieth and fiftieth floors. First, evacuate the other people in the building."

However, at this moment, Xiang Haitian's phone rang.

The call coming at this critical moment drew everyone's attention to Xiang Haitian.

Xiang Haitian took out his phone and saw the caller ID.

He didn't answer immediately but instead said, "Area code Taoyang... I don't recognize the number..."

"It should be him."

A Qi also nodded solemnly.

Xiang Haitian gritted his teeth, pressed speakerphone, and answered the call.

"Hello, Xiang Team."

"Hello to everyone at the Municipal Bureau as well."

This indifferent voice came from the phone.

Xiang Haitian frowned and said hoarsely, "What exactly do you want? Holding hostages like this will only get you a heavier sentence!"

Hearing Xiang Haitian's words, the other end of the line first chuckled twice, then said, "So you've already guessed it's me?"

"Not bad."

"But no matter what, you should withdraw your people from the building now."

"Currently, I have about two hundred hostages, and the number will only increase."

"You have five minutes to withdraw from the building."

"After five minutes, if I spot a single Municipal Bureau person on surveillance, I will kill one person."

A Qi suddenly spoke at this moment, "What do you want!? You should understand that we cannot compromise!"

Hearing A Qi's angry voice, Song Wen replied calmly, "Me neither."

This cold and decisive voice made A Qi feel extremely difficult to handle.

"Alright, I've said my piece."

"My opponents from the Municipal Bureau, think about how you will deal with this."

"Didn't expect this situation to happen, did you?"

Beep beep beep...

After saying this, the busy signal came through.

A Qi rubbed his throbbing temples; his migraine was getting worse.

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He gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw the people. Take as many people out as you can."

"They won't even negotiate..."

"Wait for them to make demands, then contact the negotiation expert here."

"Contact Li Ou; he has experience with this."

"Also, thoroughly investigate the surveillance!"

"If he only has a few people, how can he control two hundred people!?"

Meanwhile, Su Yue and Chu Qing, located on the fortieth floor of the building, were moving through the crowd, slowly heading towards the two large doors of the fire escape.

"What exactly is going on?" Chu Qing's voice trembled slightly; she had never imagined she would encounter such a situation.

At first, she thought Zhao Zhigang and those people were in cahoots, but after a brief analysis, she realized this was not the case.

At this moment, her mind was a tangled mess, unable to sort out her thoughts.

She lowered her voice and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

However, the only response she received was another sentence: "Don't be afraid."

Chu Qing tried her best not to be afraid, but with her life in someone else's hands, how could she not be terrified?

Before she could say anything else, the burly man guarding them shouted sternly, "Stop talking! Do you want to die?" She could only remain silent.

The hall was spacious, and over two hundred people were gathered at the entrance of the fire escape.

The elevators had been cut off; the only entrance and exit was this fire escape.

Song Wen used these hostages as shields, so the Ti Xing Division people dared not act rashly. His plan was simple, but difficult to Cracking, almost blocking all opportunities for escape and rescue.

When the hostages were arranged, Song Wen's indifferent voice sounded again: "Fellow hostages, I hope you won't do anything out of line. We will collect your mobile phones, computers, and other electronic devices. If you carry two or more mobile phones, don't take chances. Once our people find out, you should know the consequences. Let's agree on three rules: Do not communicate with the outside world, do not spend more than ten minutes in the restroom (of course, someone will be watching you), and do not attempt to resist. Although hostages are valuable, this place is not just about you. I also don't want to kill easily. At the same time, I will ensure my brothers do not harass you. We will keep to ourselves and try our best to get you out of here safely. Understood?"

His tone was so light it was as if he was just discussing something, but looking at his eyes, one knew this was definitely not a discussion.

"Alright everyone, sit on the ground and don't move easily. I will provide three meals on time. If you need to use the restroom, please raise your hand. Do not violate this rule; it's not good for you or me. Alright, everyone sit down."

Under Song Wen's gaze and the muzzles of the drug dealers' guns, the people had no choice but to sit down one after another.

Then, Song Wen nodded with satisfaction, walked past the hostages with his people, and left through the fire escape staircase.

Although he took quite a few people with him, the hostages' situation did not change in the slightest.

The drug dealers' eyes gleamed fiercely; not a single one of them had the slightest doubt about what they were doing.

In other words, if there was any abnormality, they would not hesitate to act!

The dark muzzles of the guns were pointed at the hostages, bringing a chilling sense of dread that made one's hair stand on end.

Even more terrifying were the drug dealers' eyes, which reflected a brutal, murderous intent that had almost extinguished all humanity!

It made one suspect that even without violating the so-called "rules," these drug dealers would still harbor thoughts of killing!

In this situation, if they started shooting, it would be a massacre!

The atmosphere in the auditorium was extremely oppressive! Although the lights were bright, it made people feel incredibly cold inside.

They were afraid that any unnecessary action would invite death.

The air seemed to have frozen, and the surroundings were silent. One could even vaguely hear each other's heartbeats!

Just then, a drug dealer came over with a plastic basket, breaking the silence: "As Brother Yang said before, hand over your phones and other items. Don't take chances, because we won't take chances and won't think you're just telling your family you're safe. Once discovered, there is only a dead end!!"

The drug dealer's voice was loud, and his violent tone echoed through the auditorium, making the already oppressive atmosphere even heavier.

Sobbing sounds came, and some women had already started crying.

It wasn't just crying; everyone's face was very grim, the feeling of fear and anxiety evident on their faces.

Although they were handing over their phones and other devices, they all kept their heads down, not even daring to make eye contact.

Chu Qing's heart was beating extremely fast at this moment. She was a reporter and carried many electronic devices with her.

Her mind was in a state of chaos, extremely complicated. But after all, her life was at stake, and it was difficult for her to make a decision.

Chu Qing's hands trembled slightly. She took out her phone and threw it into the drug dealer's plastic basket as if discarding it.

She didn't say much; as long as she didn't do anything... she should be fine...

She thought this almost prayerfully, and in the end, she still chose not to reveal her identity.

It wasn't just Chu Qing; everyone was like this, even breathing cautiously.

Chu Qing glanced at Zhao Zhigang, who was right beside her, and saw that his expression was also solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

She lowered her voice and asked, "We... will we be okay?"

Her throat was very dry from excessive nervousness, but she couldn't worry about that at this moment.

However, after asking this question, she did not receive a response.

Su Yue certainly heard her words, but he didn't answer. The situation at this moment was indeed very dangerous; a slight carelessness meant death!

...

Meanwhile, in the command center for this operation, A Qi received a call from the technical team.

"Qi Team, we checked the surveillance footage and found some people who entered this morning, about sixty of them. They didn't register their identities and went straight upstairs. We estimate these people were arranged by Song Wen beforehand; otherwise, it's hard to explain this."

A Qi grunted, pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do they have weapons?"

The technical team replied, "They should have. We can't determine precisely, but some people carried boxes in when they entered. Looking at the length... they should be rifles."

A Qi's face became even worse.

At this moment, the Ti Xing Division Special Operations Team had all withdrawn, also bringing out a large number of customers and staff who were in the building. However, according to estimates, there were still at least over four hundred people left in the building.

Just then, Xiang Haitian's phone rang again.

"It's him!" After Xiang Haitian said these two words, the entire room fell silent.

After he answered the phone, he heard Song Wen's voice: "To the gentlemen of the Ti Xing Division... you've done well. Now, I will state my demands."

Song Wen's voice came clearly from the phone: "I am now going to state my demands. I want to live stream."

Hearing this demand, everyone in the command room was stunned. Live stream?

A Qi frowned and said in a cold voice, "What kind of joke are you playing? You want to live stream?"

However, Song Wen replied indifferently, "I'm not joking. Officers of the Ti Xing Division, I can also see the surveillance here. That is to say, I know you took the Special Operations Team members out. Since you are so cooperative, I won't deliberately make things difficult. And you don't have any leverage to refuse my proposal, do you?"

He paused here, smiled faintly, and then continued, "You only have one option: to trust me. You are not allowed to cut off my live stream, and you are not allowed to interfere. If there is any problem with the live stream, you know... people will really die."

Xiang Haitian was stunned for a moment, then a look of anger appeared on his face: "Stop dreaming! This is a serious criminal incident; do you think we will let you broadcast it widely?"

However, Song Wen showed no sign of anger at this attitude. He merely interrupted Xiang Haitian's words dismissively: "Hey... do you think I'm negotiating with you? Idiot. I've made it very clear, you are not allowed to use any means to cut off my live stream. If I find any problem, then one lucky person will 'win the lottery' and go to meet the King of Hell. Understand?"

Hearing him say this, A Qi also spoke heavily, "You should understand that if any hostages die, you..."

Song Wen interrupted him: "We won't end up well either? Yes, yes, I know, comrade. But it seems we weren't going to end up well anyway, were we? Oh, right, I forgot to remind you. In the past ten minutes or so, bombs have been placed in different locations within this building. Do you... understand what I mean?"

After saying this, Song Wen hung up the phone, leaving behind silence and a cold busy signal.

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