"Just an ordinary marble..." Wen Yiqian laughed at everyone without restraint.

He took out a cell phone from his pocket, which was the switch that controlled the bomb.

When he controlled the miniature bomb to explode, he was holding a marble on the surface and pretending to make everyone sure that this was the switch.

In fact, he used his other hand to control his phone in his pocket, causing the bomb to explode.

"Is that! I'm playing tricks on me, right?"

The monkey was born with a bad temper. After being played with this, he was furious and forced to take a hostage.

"Aren't you here to negotiate? I'll kill a hostage first, and see how you handle the job!" He pressed the gun on the hostage's head, his eyes surging murderous intent, and was about to pull the trigger.

"I advise you not to do this, otherwise you will all die here." Wen Yiqian's calm voice came faintly.

"Do you think I'm scared?" The monkey was stalking his neck and his veins swelled up, "If I don't kill today, I will be your son!"

"Monkey, wait!" The monk sank on the ground shouted, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

"This guy is really bullying. I must teach him a lesson!"

"Calm down, now is not the time to act voluntarily!"

The monkey hesitated for a moment and moved his finger on the trigger away, but the gun still pressed against the hostage's forehead, as if he could shoot at any time.

"Who are you?" The monk turned his head and looked at Wen Yiqian.

"Are you finally able to start negotiations?" Wen Yiqian nodded and tapped the screen of the phone.

The small screen on the big bomb on the ground lit up with a "drip", showing a countdown.

What are you doing?" the monk said gloomyly.

"This is our negotiation time!" Wen Yiqian's expression was calm, as if he was explaining a fact, "If you don't get the result I want within five minutes, I will blow you all to death."

"Haha..." The monkey sneered, "I want to scare me again, so I don't believe you dare to blow it!"

His eyes were sharp, "Even if you can ignore the life and death of these hostages, aren't you afraid of blowing yourself to death?"

"Forgot to introduce myself." Wen Yiqian smiled, "I am not actually a policeman, but a... death row inmate!"

He sorted out his tie, "Those guys said that as long as I can save all these idiots, I will be exempted from the death penalty."

He raised his eyelids slightly, and his cold eyes swept across the bandits, "That is to say, as long as one of these idiots is killed by you, I will definitely die.

At that time, I will let you all... be buried with me!"

Several bandits could not tell whether what the other party said was true or false.

Judging from this guy's expression, there is no trace of guilt and deception.

If you think about it carefully, if it was a negotiator sent by the police, you would definitely not be able to do the crazy thing just now.

Even if you really save all the hostages through this method, it will definitely be thankless.

In the end, most of the rewards you get are not rewards, but reports and complaints from hostages.

The most important thing is that the guy in front of him exudes a strange temperament.

Sickness, madness and indifference to life!

It is completely opposite to those serious, solemn and righteous police officers.

With all the factors added together, the bandits involuntarily believed Wen Yiqian's words.

The monkey was sweating even more coldly on his back. Fortunately, the monk was calm enough and called him.

If I had actually killed the hostage just now, there would be basically no room for maneuver, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Call your director, I can let go of all the hostages." The monk's eyes flashed.

"He didn't have the courage to tell me to come. Stop talking nonsense." Wen Yiqian said impatiently.

"Then what else is there to talk about? We only want your director, otherwise it would be impossible to release the hostages." The monk sneered.

"Then wait until you want to talk." Wen Yiqian didn't care at all, and put his hands on his chest, "I'm just a dead person, so I can come out and play with you."

The two sides confronted each other like this, time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

When the countdown on the bomb reached three minutes, several bandits began to restless.

The heartbeat follows the beating of time as if it is getting faster and faster.

This feeling of death approaching little by little is indescribable torture and discomfort.

The monk finally couldn't help but grabbed the bomb and threw it outside.

"nice shot."

Wen Yiqian jumped up and caught the bomb, smiled at the other party, placed the bomb on the threshold, and counted down to the inside.

"Now you are just a bunch of turtles in a jar, but there is no way out." He pointed to his head and turned his head slightly, "For example... kill me!"

The bandits were not desperate yet, and the hostages had collapsed.

These people are ordinary people with average psychological qualities, so how can they withstand this psychological torture?

Crying, begging for mercy, begging for mercy, begging for mercy, begging for mercy, and begging for mercy.

"Stop arguing, why are you making arguing? I'm going to explode!" The monkey shot at the top, "If you make arguing, I'll kill you first!"

The hostages finally became quieter, but they still sobbed in a low voice.

"Let some hostages go!" said the monk, "It's enough to keep two or three."

With so many hostages, it is difficult to manage and easy to cause trouble, leaving two or three more.

Before the monkey nodded, Wen Yiqian had already spoken first: "No!"

"What do you mean?" the monkey said in surprise. "We are willing to release hostages, are you not happy?"

"It's a game, it's fun to have too many people." Wen Yiqian had an innocent and bright smile on his face.

"Are you crazy?" The monkey's tone was full of disbelief.

"As long as you let a hostage step out of this door, I will immediately detonate the bomb!" Wen Yiqian's smile gradually calmed down, and his expression was serious and terrifying, "No one is allowed to leave before I have enough fun."

As soon as these words were said, the hostages were shocked and didn't know what to react for a moment.

"What, I really met a madman." The monkey swallowed, came to the monk and whispered, "What should we do?"

The monk really wanted to say "How did I know", but he knew that it was not the time for internal strife.

I looked down at my phone, my eyes were complicated.

If he could contact that person, he wouldn't need to use his brain at all.

With the other party's ability, it is definitely easy to give a solution.

The countdown on the bomb was only one and a half minutes left.

Everyone couldn't help but feel like they were burning with their eyebrows, and they were anxious.

But the monk suddenly retreated to a cover and looked at the screen of his phone, his eyes flashing.
Chapter completed!