"Don't worry, I'm on it!"
Ciri agreed promptly.
As the person left the office, Jamie couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, Jillian, isn't Ciri passionately interested in you?"
Jillian didn't say anything, just rolled her eyes at him.
Indeed, although she had been divorced once and was no longer young, her fiery and sexy figure still held a certain charm. From the day she arrived at the New York branch, she had Ciri completely captivated.
"Let's get to business. You need to go and apply for an HRT hostage rescue team from the ergency response group. I need to find this Baron before the Queens North Precinct does!"
"Deploy the HRT? You an..."
"Exactly, being so young and handling a terror bomb crisis with such calm, I suspect this Baron..."
Brooklyn Mall.
Gu Ji used his teeth to securely fasten the gauze, plugged the gunshot wound with cotton to temporarily stop the bleeding.
Then he imdiately changed into a newly bought maroon hoodie and gray sweatpants, put on black-rimd glasses, used hair wax to slick his curly bangs to one side, completely altering his appearance.
In the livestream room, people were still asking about his situation.
[What's going on with the strear? Say sothing!]
[Brother Gu is long dead, it's just his assistant now. They don't want to talk, obviously. They're almost out of life, and you still want them to entertain you?]
[Look at the NYDN official news, the helicopter caught the police forensic team at the scene, could the strear be injured?]
[Oh God, surely the last round of intensive shooting hit the strear!]
[It's over, it's over. Injured and surrounded by two major police precincts, this is a total loss!]
...
Queens North Precinct command center, York was speechless with anger after seeing the comnts. Both hands trembled for a long ti before he could shout, "Damn dia! Who authorized them to release the photos? Has the Bureau shut down the livestream yet?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. York, the FBI National Security Anti-Terrorism departnt is on the line."
"The FBI?"
York's heart sank as he realized the incident had gained enough attention to involve the FBI.
He stared intently at the screen. The police had sealed the mall tightly; they would verify everyone's identity, and he couldn't believe that Baron wouldn't be caught.
Success was within reach. The entire precinct had put in so much effort, how could York willingly hand over the investigation to the FBI? The citizens of New York would surely mock them tomorrow.
"Just say I'm not in the command center and can't be reached right now!"
"Mr. York, this..."
The operator tried to say sothing but was silenced by York's fierce glare.
"What did you say? The precinct chief isn't in the command center?"
Hearing from Ciri's call, Jillian imdiately hung up, "There's no ti to wait for the transfer procedures, Jamie, take the team to the scene right away. If we delay any longer, the precinct will push Baron to a dead end!"
Inside the mall's fire escape.
Gu Ji piled all his discarded clothes and unrelated items in the corner, including the cara from his backpack, leaving only the power bank in his pocket. The Poison Needle Trap mine was tucked into his lower back, strapped with gauze.
He poured the remaining dicinal alcohol over the pile of items, glanced at the smoke detector on the second floor, then pulled out a lighter, lit the pile with a "whoosh," and quickly descended the stairs.
The audience, hearing the footsteps, finally felt relieved.
[The strear is on the move again!]
[I think I heard the sound of the strear taking off clothes just now. Must have disguised already. Find a chance and escape quickly!]
[How to escape? You think the cops are fools? All exits must be sealed. Only after checking ID will they let you go, and the terrorist's na "Baron" is already exposed. Unless the strear has fake IDs!]
[Art requires cruelty: Tsk tsk tsk, I really hope you get through this test, I've prepared many gifts for you afterwards!]
...
In the livestream, everyone discussed the possibility of Gu Ji escaping, so suggested continuing to hold hostages to negotiate with the police, others proposed finding a lone cop, knocking them out, and leaving in a police uniform.
In any case, the suggestions were extre.
Firstly, after using the lighter to deceive the police in the first round, his perceived threat to them had greatly diminished. However, with the scale of the situation, the New York Police Departnt is sure to deploy anti-terror teams, and even the FBI has arrived.
If he tried holding hostages again, he might get sniped halfway.
Secondly, the idea was even more laughable.
Police tactics explicitly require at least two people present during actions. Scenes like those in airport security checks happen due to staff shortages, and it didn't seem like both precincts were understaffed at the mont.
As for the bomber's taunts, he completely ignored them.
Gu Ji walked to the door of the fire escape and took a peek at the mall's main hall.
By now, a crowd had gathered at the entrance, clamoring to leave. So had seen the police sealing off the area, while others had heard reports of a suspect inside. They were all concerned for their safety.
But as the comnts ntioned.
The police would insist on verifying identities before allowing anyone to leave.
Gu Ji ignored the lockdown and instead headed to the restroom, placing a bucket by his feet, looking up at the ventilation duct above. He lifted his wrist, ntally counting the ti.
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