Chapter 43: Capture (3)

Under the surprised eyes of everyone present, Jack took two steps forward and put the Glock 22 in his hand back into the holster on his waist.

  "Hey, newcomer, what do you want to do? If you take one more step forward, I'm going to take action."

  The former banker looked a little panicked, his eyes drifting to the left and right, as if he couldn't figure out what tricks these policemen were trying to play.

  Jack ignored him and took out a big gun from the holster under his arm. The python with a 6-inch barrel was quite intimidating. Looking at the black and thick gun pointed at his head, the former banker couldn't help but pale a little.

  Jack snapped the hammer of the Python revolver to the ready state, then said with a very impatient look.

  "I will only tell you two points. First, in order to catch these bastards, everyone here did not eat lunch. Now it is past dinner time. We are all very unhappy."

  "Secondly, this country has never been hijacking The precedent of compromise in a hostage incident. If you kill your Aunt Sally, you will be beaten into a hornet's nest immediately."

  "Finally, in front of you, except for the old rookie, this young female police officer" He said to Hannah gestured.

  "He is the shooting champion of the LAPD police station for two consecutive years, and that..." He gestured to Nila Harper on the other side of the room.

  "He was an excellent undercover police officer who single-handedly killed an entire Mexican cartel organization."

  "As for me," Jack paused, with a cruel smile on his face.

  "I have just been a police officer for 4 months. I have not had many opportunities to shoot. I have only killed four or five bad guys so far, so I plan to try this big .357 caliber guy."

  "This way I can ensure that you are pulling It only took 0.1 seconds for the rope in my hand to blast through your face, allowing a 9mm diameter bullet to penetrate your skull, shatter your brainstem, and maybe even save your Aunt Sally. "

  The voice of former banker Caleb Yost began to tremble, and the sweat on his forehead washed away his face stained with black ash, which looked a bit funny.

  "You are bluffing me. You don't dare to shoot. If Aunt Sally dies, you will be in big trouble. Also, you clearly said three o'clock."

  Jack shook the python revolver in his hand and turned Rolling his eyes: "It seems you are not too stupid, you are right about three points."

  Then he looked at John, "You tell him whether I dare to shoot, and what trouble will I have if the hostage dies?"

  As a person An expert in talking, John's level of praise was obviously not too bad. He tilted his head and frowned in thought, and asked Nila Harper opposite with an uncertain look.

  "Write two more reports? Instructor, am I right?"

  "Yes, that's right." Nila Harper replied angrily.

  Hannah was not willing to be alone and interrupted: "Leave it to me. I basically wrote Jack's previous report."

  Seeing that all the police officers present looked indifferent, the old woman who was the hostage whimpered in horror. .

  Jack glanced at her, his expression unwavering, he took a shooting stance, and said, "Now I count to three, surrender or die!"

  Upon seeing this, the others also stepped forward and pointed their guns at Caleb John. ster.

  "1."

  "Don't kill me, I surrender." The former banker quickly untied the rope in his hands and raised his hands.

  John quickly stepped forward to control the guy. Neela Harper on the other side quickly stepped forward, cut the tape on the hostage's shoulder with a knife, and removed the shotgun on it.    

  Jack took a deep breath and put away the python revolver.

  "John, I'll leave it to you. Tim is still waiting for us."

  John was handcuffing Caleb Yost. He turned around and said it was okay, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "What did you just say?" Is it true? If he doesn't surrender, shoot."

  Jack pointed to the pile of beautiful knives on the ground and asked him: "How much money do you estimate there is here?"

  John looked confused: "50,000 knives? No more than 80,000. "

  The FBI said he hid at least millions of dollars. Do you think he would fight to the death for this little cash? I have only seen bankers who went bankrupt and jumped off buildings, and he is obviously not one."

  Jack shrugged and finished. He and Hannah walked out of the house together.

  Hannah seemed to still have some doubts: "Aren't you afraid that he won't be fooled by you?"

  Jack started off with an expression like you don't even understand me.

  "I was less than 5 meters away from him at that time. Don't you know the power of the 357 Magnum bullet? At such a close distance, I could break the rope and several of his fingers without hurting the hostage at all."

  At this time, Zoe's call came from the walkie-talkie. Tim and Lucy were blocked in the informant's house. A large number of gangsters with guns gathered outside, and the situation could escalate at any time.

  Jack signaled Hannah to sit tight, turned on the siren, and stepped on the accelerator, causing the tires to scream sharply as they rubbed against the ground.

  Because the hostage incident was handled so quickly, police cars with sirens blaring as reinforcements kept joining in along the way, and even SWAT armored and anti-explosion vehicles joined in. A long convoy soon formed.

  Hannah's face looked a little unhappy. The bigger the battle, the more dangerous the situation for Tim and Lucy was.

  Jack was also silent. This was the biggest problem with the American drama unit. He only roughly remembered some of the long-term plots that ran through the entire season, such as the Latin American drug dealer Sister Flame who he would meet in the future, or which important characters left the show.

  But as for the specific plot of a certain episode, I really can't recall it. Besides, because of his appearance, the plot has already changed beyond recognition. Who knows if some accidents will happen due to some butterfly effect.

  After staying with these kind people for a long time, no matter how dissatisfied he was with the society as a whole in the beautiful country, he would still inevitably invest his emotions in some individuals. With this anxious mood, Jack almost stepped on the accelerator.

  "Are you serious? Did you almost hit me to death?"

  Tim held his waist with one hand and looked at Jack in the driver's seat with an unkind expression. Just now, Jack drove the police car and arrived at high speed. A drift almost made it useless. The butt of the car pushed him away.

  "I see you have your gun drawn. There are so many gunmen standing in front of you. Are you worried about something happening?"

  Jack opened the car door with a playful smile. The system just now reminded him that his driving skills have reached mastery. He couldn't help but show off his driving skills. , I didn't expect that I almost lost it.

  Very dissatisfied with this guy for ruining his highlight moment of confronting the gangsters alone, Tim snorted, turned around, pointed his gun at the gang members who were surrounded by police officers, and announced loudly: "You have been arrested."

  Seeing the overall situation . It was decided that Lucy came out of the house behind her escorting the gangster Max Gibson. Jack took a special look. He looked like this in real life. He didn't know how to hook up with the sister-in-law. Could it be all about skills?