America's Big Hero

The propaganda newspapers and media have closed down several times, but they haven't collapsed here yet.

Just when Shen Bi was pondering Sean's true identity.

Yuri came over and shouted: "Head, let's go, everything is shipped out, and there is only a little gold next to you. Are you going to prepare for the retreat?"

"Okay, okay, here we come!" Xiao En grabbed another handful, and then stood up amidst Le Huizhen's exclamation.

Chapter 233: The Man Who Established Industry Standards!

Sean picked up the intercom and called, "Escort all the people on the 13th floor to the lobby on the first floor."

"Received!" The soldiers guarding the hostages on the 13th floor put away the fake detonators on the ground, including those outside the window.

A group of hostages watched, their hearts were in a state of ups and downs, and they had no idea what the kidnappers were going to do.

"Let's go, line up and go downstairs, be honest, all troublemakers will be shot to death." The soldier said in a cold voice.

Everyone has seen the ruthless methods of these terrorists before, so no matter who dares to make trouble now, no matter if they are British or Hong Kong Islanders, they all walked downstairs obediently.

Sean and Bill were standing in the hall chatting, Le Huizhen was holding the clothes on her chest and looking around curiously, Shen Bi and Kasai were heavy-hearted, wondering what the robbers were going to do again.

"Come, come, let's share. The British stand at the door here, and the Chinese stand at the door over there." Sean stood in the hall and waved his hands left and right.

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone's faces were ugly.

Those who can work here are all smart people, and it can be seen at once that the terrorists are deliberately intensifying ethnic conflicts.

Especially Shen Bi's face was so ugly that water dripped out, but he clearly remembered what Xiao En said before.

The British have worked hard for many years and have been trying their best to downplay this opposing thinking, and have gone one step further to brainwash Hong Kong Islanders.

The code-name of this operation is called 'brainwashing to win the heart', and the purpose is to make one's own influence deeply rooted in the hearts of the people even if the colony is out of British control.

(PS: This is a real event)

But for Xiao En to make such a fuss, and the decades of hard work on Hong Kong Island have not been turned into running water, it is also a heart-breaking ah.

"Sit in place and try to use a comfortable posture. After all, you have to maintain this posture for a long time." Sean said evilly.

"Reserve the central location, the central location is where the bomb will be planted."

As soon as these words came out, a group of hostages immediately wanted to squeeze out, after all, no one wanted to get too close to that kind of thing.

"Don't fucking move around, just keep it like this, and you will be killed if you move around!" Sean sternly shouted to make people quiet.

After waving his hand, someone walked over with a prepared bomb and placed it in the middle. The nearest few people twitched their bodies, and they were really crying.

After the bomb was fixed, several people checked the infrared detonator outside the crowd.

For fear that the hostages would not understand, Sean also deliberately explained: "This is a detonator, a very simple small device. Similar things are used in some convenience stores. They are placed at the door, and when someone enters or exits, it will emit a detonator. Set the sound."

"Of course, we are different here. Once someone passes by the scan, it will immediately bang!"

"So, don't move, even if you want to shit or pee, please do it where you are. There are infrared sensors on the top of your head and around you."

The detonators are arranged here, Xiao En said with a smile: "What's interesting is that the detonators around you all control..."

Sean deliberately elongated the tone, and everyone's heart was in their throats. Everyone probably guessed something in their hearts, but the more they were like this, the more they wanted to hear a definite answer.

"It's all, the bomb on the other side!"

Damn it, Shen Bi's expression turned ugly seeing the explosion, and he stomped his feet fiercely.

The crowd on both sides was a little commotion at the same time, no one was not afraid of death, but the switch to control their own life and death was actually in the hands of another group of people.

What's more interesting is that the British people working in this building are basically the bosses, while the Chinese are almost all the subordinate employees.

There are conflicts on weekdays, but now...

"That is to say, as long as these Chinese run away, you will all die!" Sean stood in front of a group of British guys and said loudly, making sure that his voice could also be heard by the Chinese on the other side.

"No, no, sir, it's not fair!" an Englishman dared not stand up, but still said loudly.

Sean didn't get angry, but said very kindly: "I am a person who likes to listen to other people's opinions. When I come to Hong Kong Island, I only do three things."

"Fair, fair, or fucking fair!"

"Damn it, shut up!" Shen Bi couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted loudly at the British guy: "You idiot, he did it on purpose, do you understand!"

"Say it!" Sean didn't stop him, and watched the show with his arms folded.

"I know, but I can't control so much now, I just want to live, live, live, do you understand, shit, you're fine, but me, I can't, you **** capitalist Running dog!" The British guy was not used to Shen Bi, sat on the ground, pointed at his nose and cursed loudly.

"Good scolding!" Sean waved his hands encouragingly, "The status and status are different. He is the leader of HSBC. Even if we fail to negotiate with Downing Street, he will die last!"

Shen Bi wanted to say something else, but Xiao En passed him a cold look, Shen Bi could only stomp his feet resentfully, cursing the idiot in a low voice.

"We are small, only a dozen or so people in total, but there are dozens of Chinese in that group. Even if we all run together, the scope of the bomb's impact is limited. The people on the periphery of them must be able to escape, and we will all die!" What kind of ethnic conflicts, at any time, ghosts can take care of these, "We must add bombs to their side, so that they will not be able to escape."

"Whoever dares to run will die together!"

"Hahaha, well said, did you hear that?" Sean pointed at the Chinese and said loudly, "This British guy said that he will add bombs to you."

"Ghost, go to hell!"

"Hem home shovel!"

"Pounce on your mother!"

A group of Chinese employees didn't care if they belonged to their superiors or not, pointing to this side and swearing loudly.

Although a group of Chinese people on Hong Kong Island yelled loudly, they still didn't dare to do anything under the watchful eyes of the terrorists. They could only watch as two bombs were planted next to them.

This made them even angrier.

All the fear and resentment in his heart were vented on the British guy on the opposite side, and he cursed frantically.

It didn't look like an elite in the past at all, and Sean was so happy to see it.

"Hey, hey, you, you don't really want to blow them up, do you?" Le Huizhen hugged her chest and moved closer to Xiao En, her little face paled with fright, and asked in a low voice: "You have already snatched away so much money?" With so much money, why do you want to do this.”

"Little girl, you don't understand, I'm doing it for their own good, let you Chinese awaken the national consciousness, it's still your own place, it's taken by others, and you have to support others like your ancestors, ha, this kind of people are alive What's the point?" Xiao En said with a sneer in Le Huizhen's ear.

Le Huizhen was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say, so she could only stand there and worry, she was a woman, there was nothing she could do at the moment.

……

The police surrounding here will all stretch their necks to look this way.

There seemed to be a quarrel inside, but the doors and windows were closed and the sound could not be heard at all.

Immediately, someone took out the binoculars and looked inside, only to see clearly that there was a group of Chinese sitting near the door on one side, and a dozen British people near the door on the other.

Apparently, the terrorists separated the remaining group of male hostages.

Thinking of what the terrorists said before, what kind of master, what kind of piggy slave...

Even if they didn't hear what was being scolded inside, the policemen outside could probably guess that the ethnic conflicts that had been deliberately suppressed by the British and Chinese high-level leaders were aroused from the bottom of their hearts.

Well, yes, most of the high-level Chinese on Hong Kong Island have been working hard to work with the British.

After all, they are those with vested interests and the group that least wants Hong Kong Island to return.

The systems of the two sides are different. If they don't go back, Hong Kong Island will be "heavenly" to them.

For the peace and stability of Hong Kong Island, the British must give them some face.

Politics is about compromise. They can use the threat from the north to constantly test the bottom line of the British and seek more benefits.

gone back……

Hehe, then they can only seek benefits by taking advantage of Downing Street's traits of being fond of stirring up shit, which is inconvenient after all.

What happened inside quickly spread to the police. This was the scene, and things couldn't be hidden at all.

More than a thousand grassroots police officers are all staring at the above, wanting to see how to deal with it in the end.

A bad one is a big mess.

The top police officers also had a headache, but they had no choice but to dare to rush forward.

One is that the terrorists hold a large number of hostages, and the other is that in the live broadcast just now, everyone saw the internal defense line, and those who rushed in the first two waves were basically dead.

As for the front and rear doors on the ground, they are now blocked by hostages, and the first to die will be the hostages.

The situation was reported to the Governor's Office, and the Governor's Office immediately reported it to Downing Street...

It's useless except to make the cabinet and council quarrel more intense.

It's been a few hours, and now the news has spread all over the world, and even the old Americans on the other side of the world have begun to report the incident on Hong Kong Island.

After everything is made public, it is a troublesome thing.

……

The two sides scolded each other, but Sean didn't speak, just watched with a smile until Jonas ran up and waved to Sean.

"Head, I can't move it anymore..." Jonas put his hands on his hips, his voice full of exhaustion.

"What's the situation, didn't you fucking say before moving money that you would definitely not get tired, would you move for a lifetime!" Sean took off the mask on his face and scolded with a smile.

"No, no, no, I can't, damn it, I'm going to throw up when I move money for the first time." Jonas kept shaking his head, "Who is going to brag to me in the future that I can't move money? Tired, I'll fucking kill him."

"20 big men, how much money can you move now? It's not enough, the gold has been moved?" Sean asked amusedly.

"The gold has been emptied, there are still some Japanese yen, and the Canadian dollar has not been moved, but there are not many, brother, you must let the guys take a few sips, otherwise, you really have no strength." Jonas pushed his shoulders Top Sean.

"I'm afraid that you'll be in a daze. I'll drive the car to the police station in a while. Get down and continue moving. You can move as much as you can." Sean waved his hands and cursed.

It's not that Sean is hypocritical. The president of the United States flies leaves, which is not illegal in the United States.

The problem is that he doesn't want to waste money by moving money that may not necessarily be spent.

Putting on the mask again, Sean walked back and stood beside Le Huizhen and pressed his elbow on her chest.

"What are you doing, I hate it!" Le Huizhen slapped Xiao En across the face.

"Have you thought about it, come with me, and I'll give you a golden statue that weighs as much as your body." Sean said in a tone full of temptation.

Le Huizhen: ...

My heart is moved, my heart is really moved!

After hearing this, Shen Bi looked over, and for an ordinary person, well, an ordinary woman really can't stand it.

"You, you, you, don't tempt me, I hate it!" Le Huizhen gritted her teeth and kept muttering in a low voice, "No, no, you are a bad person, a bad person, I can't go with you, yes, yes, I can't, hold back, he's tempting me."

"But it doesn't matter, he's not mean to me."

Sean secretly pulled his head over and listened.

"Although it's a little pale..."

"But man..."

"However, he kills people without blinking an eye, maybe he will be ugly!"

"No, no, it's definitely not going to work."

Sean: (O_O)?

No, it doesn't matter whether the co-author is bad or not, the main thing is whether he is handsome or not?

It's so outrageous!

After teasing with Le Huizhen for a while, the next person came to signal again, and Xiao En felt that it was almost done. He was really not in the mood to take those hard-to-handle cash.

Too heavy!

Beyond the imagination of ordinary people, robbing a bank, the more money the better...

Less is not worth it, more is not much different from waste paper.

Banks deal with money all day long, deposits, deposits and withdrawals. Large banks can infer this batch of "dirty money" through mathematical models through their branch network in various places and the amount of dirty money received, combined with time and other data. The owner's course of action.

Sean had a lot of dealings with the police, and he had a bank at home. He knew that the police could find out where the suspect was exactly through the consumption records of the bank account.

Of course, it is true that the law must be investigated, but everything has to pay attention to the cost. For ordinary small cases, the police will not go to the bank to check the data, and it is not worth it.

Sean raised his head and drew his gun with a 'bang', and the hall fell silent again in an instant.

It's no better than yelling 'quiet'!

With a gun in hand, he put the gun back into the holster smartly, and then Xiao En coughed lightly and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell everyone just now."

"The two sets of bombs are a connected system, and I made a little setup in it."