The wind was getting heavier and there was no star in the dark night sky. Thick clouds pressed against the police below. All the policemen were extremely depressed. They raised their heads at the same time, not knowing that they were looking at the brightly lit top floor illuminated by searchlights, or watching the sky constantly entangled, not hiding a few silent lightning clouds.

Tak. Tak. Tak. Tak.

Sheriff White suddenly felt a chill on his nose and unconsciously reached out and touched it.

Ah, it turned out to be raining.

Uh-boom! Wow—!

A muffled thunder sounded, and the rain suddenly became heavier. While cursing the ghost weather in his heart, the police were busy putting on the police's rain gear. The bean-sized raindrops hit the roof of the command car and jingled.

Sheriff White stood silently in the rain, regardless of the rain that was washed, and looked at the clouds in the sky with his head held high, his eyes widened as if he was telling his anger and sorrow.

Freck stood under the built awning, his neat clothes were particularly conspicuous in the embarrassing figures of the people around him. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose slightly, and a purple light flashed in his eyes thoughtfully. He hesitated slightly, looked at the email displayed on the notebook on the stool not far away, grabbed an umbrella, and walked slowly towards Sheriff White.

"Sir! Mr. Mayor basically agreed to our plan, but in order to maintain the mayor's image in front of the media, the mayor's office asked us to find ways to make the robbers have a conversation with Mr. Mayor." Furric stood behind Sheriff White, holding the umbrella in his hand without any intention of covering his boss's wind and rain. He looked at his back expressionlessly and spoke slowly.

Sheriff White came to his senses, turned to look at the mayor's campaign poster drawn on the advertisement page of the building not far away, and slapped his face full of water, sneered disdainfully, turned around and walked over to Forrek. He said slowly in a low voice: "Do as you do!"

Furik neither nodded nor answered, but tilted the umbrella backward to widen his horizon. He looked up at the sky where the rain was pouring in, stood silently for a while before turning around and walking back.

The conversation requested by the mayor was quickly connected. In fact, it was better to say that it was connected to the liberation. This conversation started with the mayor's display changing into the picture on the top floor of the building without any warning.

The press conference venue convened by the mayor's office is less than one thousand meters away from the crime scene, and can even be seen with each other when the field of view is wide. However, no one cares about this situation now, they only want to know the result of the handling of this matter.

The two met for the first time. Although the mayor had already known that the bandit leader was a girl, he was still surprised by Xiao Meng's youthful beauty when they met. Xiao Meng adhered to the iron of negotiations and did not speak first, but fought for the initiative at one time.

"What do you call a beautiful lady?" The mayor stood on the podium. He smiled faintly in front of the media, and spoke majestic and elegantly.

"Mr. Kester Kebi!" Xiao Meng snapped her fingers, leaned back and sat on the big sofa that she had brought it in. She smiled sweetly and said, "Just call me a sniper!"

"Sniper?" Mr. Kester frowned slightly, then smiled faintly, and said, "So Miss Sniper, what are your intentions to kidnap many social elites this time?"

"Alla?" Xiao Meng gently covered her mouth. Her glasses were wide open and she looked surprised and said, "Didn't you see my purpose in this situation yet? It's so pitiful..."

Kester felt an old blood surge upwards with great force. He immediately calmed down his mind and thought for a moment, saying, "Since you don't want to say it, we won't ask anymore, just think that you came for these jewelry. But depending on the level of elite you received, your organization must have a resounding name!"

"Name?" Xiao Meng thought for a while and said with a smile: "How about calling the criminal?"

A person from the mayor's office suddenly came to the opposite side of the mayor and shook his head slightly.

Kester immediately knew that the counter-invasion failed. His heart skipped a beat. He knew that the other party was much stronger than his party in network technology. If he delayed, not only could he not find out the other party's information, but his own database might have been searched.

He calmed down and decided not to be in circles anymore. He looked straight and said, "I can agree to the military helicopter evacuation you requested before. But you should also know that from now on, you must not hurt a hostage."

"Mayor Kester, you probably have a word missing!" Xiao Meng was unmoved and shook her head gently and smiled.

Kester looked at the reporters from all sides who sat in front of him and said righteously: "Okay, then I promise you not to send troops to pursue him. But if you dare to kill the hostages again, our Great America will never let you go."

"Then, please let me do this time!" Xiao Meng said with a constant smile.

The other party felt as if he hadn't heard his threat, and Kester gritted his teeth and said, "You can definitely not escape the justice!"

This time, Xiao Meng ignored him and disappeared directly. The following news reporters looked at each other for a while, and finally, under the leadership of the mayor's office, he ended the unhappy meeting with warm applause.

In the command car, Sheriff White sat quietly in front of the monitor, watching Wang Zheng jumping off the building over and over again. He ignored the signs that were prohibited from smoking on his head and smoked one by one.

He hasn't smoked for a long time since his wife became pregnant, but today he has no time to estimate these irrelevant things, and just wants to use nicotine to grab the light that flashes through his mind.

That's right, the agile figure that appeared a few hours ago made him feel indescribable.

If it is this person, you will definitely be able to rescue the hostages. Even if you can't rescue them, as long as you can sneak into the floor above ten floors to provide us with the information inside, it will be a great help! The most important thing is that you have helped yourself a lot!

As soon as the command car door opened, Freck walked in.

Sheriff White was excited and stood up and asked, "How is it? Did you find out who this person is? Does that woman know who he is?"

Freck poured himself a cup of coffee, took a sip, then looked up and said, "There is no clue at all. The woman named Amanda Wu didn't say anything, just said she was feeling uncomfortable. And her own lawyer has arrived. We have no right to interrogate her."

"Is there any clue?" Sheriff White's hope disappeared and he suddenly turned to pieces on the table.

Looking at the constantly rotating patterns in the coffee cup, Forrek pushed his glasses and said, "You can't say that, at least we have obtained information from the robbers from Amanda, the only hostage who escaped!"

"Oh? Say it!" Sheriff White suddenly raised his head, staring straight at Forrek with his glasses.

Freck walked to a corner of the command car, pulled over a small whiteboard, took out a marker and wrote and painted on the whiteboard: "Ordinary robbers can basically be simply divided into three levels: leader, senior cadres and minions, and most minions are extremely incompetent, basically some scumbags in society such as addicts and rapists. They all have bad habits such as combat effectiveness and poor discipline. And there are often many internal conflicts among senior cadres. This gives our police enough direction to formulate strategies for them. Sometimes, just a small psychological tactic can collapse them. But!"

He drew a circle on the pile of blackboard books and made a big fork, saying, "This robber gang is very unique. All of them basically have the bandit leader, and the others have no relationship with each other, which directly blocks the direction of our use, and cannot cause them to have internal strife through money and other aspects!"

"And all the personnel have very strong military qualities, and their combat effectiveness and discipline are comparable to the highest level of special forces. Our police have almost no chance of winning in terms of combat effectiveness. Moreover, the enemy's weapons and equipment are also very advanced, which makes the route of strong attack blocked!"

"Third, there are many robbers. According to Amanda's statement, the number of robbers on the top floor is more than one hundred. So we simply calculate the defense range of the entire building and can roughly infer that the number of robbers is between 300 and 500. So to sum up, we compromise and agree to the other party's request in exchange for them to release the hostages is the best way at present!"

"Oh," Sheriff White fell on the table and said, "Isn't that the same as if I didn't say it. Now the mayor has agreed to the other party's request!"

Furik looked at Sheriff White who was depressed in front of him and pushed his glasses, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "But there is no way out!"

"Huh?" White was so upset by his method of suppressing and then rising, looking up at Furik in anticipation.

"That black-clad assassin is the key to unlocking the entire incident!"

"I know if this is good!" Sheriff White has now lost his temper by Forrek and said powerlessly: "But the problem is that we can't find this person!"

"Then you are wrong!"

"Um?"

"You know that this is America! There must be many personal heroism, how can a superhero who has the ability and has saved one person be abandoned and ignored so many people?"

"That means?" Sheriff White immediately became excited.
Chapter completed!