The sound was deafening, but it was not a love for the police, but a corpse and blood all over the street were too shocking.

This is no longer the war era. More than ten years have passed since the tragic 9/11. In the past decade, the most American immigrants saw the shootings of gangs fighting in the news. When did they see so many casualties?

Do you remember what the reporter interviewed ordinary American citizens about the incident after the campus shooting? Do you remember the indignant faces in front of the camera? In today's peaceful era, people can no longer accept such incidents, not to mention that this is caused by sin.

Standing by the police car over the weekend, he stretched out his hand at the negotiating expert. The negotiating expert in instinctively took a step back, resisted and shook his head, "no."

When I reached out my hand again on the weekend, I looked at the negotiating experts and said, "Don't worry, I'll calm down."

Matthew didn't know what to talk to that woman on the weekend, but he still waved to the negotiating expert, which meant to give him the walkie-talkie. This is Matthew's trust in the weekend. After this time, the deputy director has completely changed his view of the weekend, and even has a little appreciation that he had never said before.

After getting the intercom, I pressed the call button on the weekend and raised it to the residents who were roaring. When the sounds passed to the intercom again and again, I took back the hand on the weekend and put the intercom to my mouth. In the sun, the mouth squirmed in the shadows and said, "Did you hear clearly? Have you heard everyone's attitude?"

"There is no way out, you have to release the hostages."

His voice seemed to have a kind of demonic nature, and the invisible demon was eating another person's soul in one bite.

"Listen, the police have given you the best conditions just now, as long as you release the hostages and surrender. Our deputy director will plead with the judge for you. During the subsequent trial, you must confess without any concealment of everyone related to Nicholas. Every transaction, in this way, the police station will apply for a criminal prosecution transaction to the authorities on your behalf, and the court will exempt you from the death penalty. After all, Los Angeles has not executed the death penalty for a long time. In the end, the police will gradually verify your confession. When we confirm everything, our son Arturo will arrange for you to meet in prison."

This is the easiest way to persuade people to come. However, when you speak at a very slow speed on the weekend, you leave enough room for imagination between each sentence, and you will think carefully in the gaps of speaking according to his words.

Corothy began to think and sat on the bathtub in the bathroom in Room 307. Unfortunately, the result she thought about in the order of her weekend speech was completely different from what she expressed in this sentence!

The primary condition is that it is necessary to release the hostages. Pleading for her to the judge is also the most commonly used negotiation content in movies and American dramas, but the following words will make Colody fall directly into the abyss.

Selling Nicholas?

Who is Nicholas? It is Corody's husband!

A woman's grievances that have not yet been dispersed for her son to be trapped in a siege. Now she still has to sell her husband for the power to survive?

I want to be shameless!

The following sentence is even more ruthless. Even if you betray your husband, the police station will only help you conduct criminal prosecution transactions. If you want to see your son, you have to wait until someone confirms that what you said is true.

The humiliation emerged with the situation of despair. What Corody felt was like being humiliated by someone and stripped naked after she was exposed. This was not counting, but people put a knife on their necks and forced them to be Xiaom. What could not bear the most was that before all this began, she was not deceived, but forced to deliver it to her door!

"You...huh...what do you want to know?" Colody held back and took a deep breath before saying this. The scene where people had to bow their heads under the eaves was right in front of them.

He said with the walkie-talkie on the weekend, and when he reached out to press the button that could make both parties call, he was not in a hurry to speak. He looked at the walkie-talkie and listened to the constant "squeak, squeak" sounds coming from inside. It took him ten seconds to say: "A lot."

The moment when Corody heard this, she felt like she was hit hard on her head with a hammer. She didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

"In addition to what the negotiating expert said just now, I also need to know where Nicholas is now, the nest of desert ants, and..."

This was another intentional pause, and then the volume was increased, as if he had opened his trump card directly on the card table, and then he pushed out all the chips, as if he knew that the opponent would definitely lose: "Belttu-Leva!"

There is no grammatical symptom of what he said on the weekend. At least, the people at the scene sounded like nothing wrong. It was just the process of criminal prosecution transactions. Generally, criminal prosecution transactions are determined by lawyers and prosecutors to plead guilty. At the weekend, this order was transferred, including Nicholas and Belttu Leva who were added last weekend. One of them is Arturo's father and Corotti's husband, and the other is the drug king who has been wanted by the United States for many years and has been wanted by the Mexican government. These two people are the dreams of the US government. Isn't it just right to be included in the negotiations?

However, all this seemed to be hit hard by someone taking a hammer again and again. She was not the police who only cared about how to solve the situation in front of her. She was thinking about the consequences of this matter in every pause on the weekend.

Betray Nicholas?

In that blink of an eye, Arturo will lose his American nationality. Nicholas earned from the right path in Mexico, probably not as much as the crocodiles in their family’s monthly rations. In this case, what is Arturo facing? After being handed over to the Mexican government by the Immigration Bureau, he died immediately at the hands of gang members in the Mexican prison! That is Belturais’ territory, and at that time, everyone related to him and Nicholas will be buried with him!

But can you refuse?

Who doesn't know how many policemen are outside? The hostages in their hands can no longer be the trump card to save lives; surrender is not the best choice. Surrender represents the result of a long trial and death penalty. This is not only about saying goodbye to Arturo, but also Nicholas, who is far away in Mexico, may also be suspected by Belttu Leva because of himself. In the territory of desert ants, once you are suspected, whether to execute is only a matter of whether Belttu Leva is in good condition, which has nothing to do with the evidence.

"What kind of guarantee can you give me?" Corody made his last effort.

At that time, the sun shone on her face along the window, and the woman's spirit had disappeared, decadent like a pile of rotten meat, but it had corrupted and rotten meat surrounded by flies.

"You can't give you any guarantee. You have told everything about desert ants. The authorities have no right to directly send troops into Mexico to attack desert ants. This requires international diplomacy. Even if an agreement is finally reached, it is not something that the Los Angeles Police Department can decide."

The answer given to the weekend was very official, and it was the truth that it was blocked from the last way of retreat of Corotti!

Because, even if this is a negotiating expert, it is not enough to be a different way, such as 'we can discuss these' and will never give a definite answer.

Bang.

Corothy threw the walkie-talkie to the ground, and there were shouts everywhere outside...

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!!"

When Corotidi glanced at his subordinates in the toilet, he watched the men stare at him with expectant eyes, waiting for her to give some orders to save their family in Mexico, Corotidi seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff and was pushed behind him.

She had already felt the wind when she fell!

"You surrender."

She has no choice.

In the sun, the hand holding the pistol was raised, and a smile hangs on the corner of Corody's mouth, and then slowly, carefully observe the gun in her hand, then raise her head and look at the toilet in the room, and her eyes were full of reluctance: "In the next life, I only want a home like this." Tears from the corners of her eyes were slowly gathering, and tears poured into her eyes.

Suddenly, Colody pressed his chin with a pistol, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. A huge teardrop kept rolling, directly falling to the ground above his lips...

Bang!

She pulled the trigger.

puff!

The bullet rushed directly to the ceiling with blood.

All the people in the room were stupid.

"go!go!!!go!!! The special police rushed in immediately!" He roared at the walkie-talkie on the weekend...

The police officers who rushed into Room 307 stood at the door of the toilet and kitchen with guns. Their guns were aimed at the person who was throwing guns inside. However, every police officer was on high alert. After Billy and Hammers even carried the hostages and the chair tied to the hostages, they shouted wildly: "Put down the gun! Bastard!"

One of the people who could understand English put down the gun in his hand and translated the sentence into Spanish. When all the Mexicans put down their weapons and took a step back, the special police outside the door rushed in. Pianic raised the gun in his hand and smashed the group of Mexicans hard. Then, everyone outside the door rushed in, and only Lin kicked the weapon out of the toilet, kicking it one by one.

They were so frustrated today. When they were released, no one could control their impulses. Why? Every special policeman asked these three words in a crazy way. Why do these bastards surrender when they wanted to surrender after killing the police?
Chapter completed!