365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

In the teahouse, Xia Yihan walked around the long table, scanned the faces of the people on the screen, and suddenly found that the signal was not good, and the video was either stuck or exited. Originally, the members of the trial court were intact, but now they lost five of them, and Chu Dongren was only half-sighed, which was equivalent to leaving her alone.

Xia Yihan frowned, then flattened out and looked out the door.

Special police maintain a high level of alert, ready to make surprise attacks at any time. The bomb disposal expert used the binoculars to examine the internal situation of the teahouse and the bombs tied to the door, and quickly gave feedback: "One, the bomb may be a timed bomb. The kidnapper has a timer start switch, but the bomb is outside. It is impossible to determine the specific structure of the cover, so it may also be a detonator, which will explode when pressed. Second, it is temporarily impossible to determine whether there is an anti-motion device, and close-range X-ray photography is required."

Xu Huaiyu was standing on the periphery wearing a bullet-proof vest, his brows were almost wringed. He was already ready for a protracted battle, but Xia Yihan suddenly jumped out with hostages and bombs. He happened to be in Wangjiang City. , On his turf.

Now he is the commander-in-chief of the project, and his responsibilities are clear. Moreover, Xia Yihan made a high-profile appearance in this way. The news is definitely overwhelming. The whole country is staring. If there is a slight mistake, then he can really "live in history." , It's just that it's infamy.

He does not seek merits, but seeks no demerits, and does not want to erase the dark history. As long as he can keep his position and his hostages, everything will be fine.

The nerves collapsed too tightly. When looking at Xia Yihan, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. If there was no containment of the bomb, he really wanted to order her to collapse with one shot, because her father had already been criticized once. I don't want to end my career directly because of her.

Xia Yihan seemed to feel his psychological activity in the distance, and began to add fuel to the fire. She watched the police around the periphery, walked to the door, and turned on the switch in the handle.

"Send a message to your technicians. Don't use signal interference. I use wires to directly control it. No radio waves are used. Interference is useless. It will affect your internal communications."

Three meters away from the entrance of the tea house, standing operatives, wearing bullet-proof helmets, showed two eyes and stared at her motionlessly.

After Xia Yihan returned to the trial table, he took out his left hand, ejected the blade, and lay it across Chu's moving neck, "If there is no signal, it is impossible to debate and make a statement, then I will directly judge."

Chu Dongren kept his eyes open, looked at the knife, did not hide, it seemed that he had run out of strength, or was ready to fend for himself, knowing how to struggle, it wouldn't help.

However, Xia Yihan's words worked. It didn't take long for the signal to return to normal, and the five persons to be judged returned to their positions and "sit" back to their original positions again.

At the same time, the negotiating expert arrived and stood between the two special police officers. He was ugly, but when he spoke, he sounded very approachable: "Miss Huaihua, do you want to start the trial, right?"

Xia Yihan ignored him and put the phone back in order to make sure that everyone else's eyes fell on Chu Dongren.

The negotiator raised his hands, palms forward, and slowly approached the gate of the teahouse, "Now the signal is all right? But do you have any other needs?"

Xia Yihan's eyes suddenly swept away and fell on his toes. The negotiator shuddered, but he still kept chattering, stopped moving forward, obediently stopped one meter away from the gate.

To be honest, even if Xia Yihan didn't fly an eye knife, he wouldn't dare to approach the door rashly. Who knew if there would be any mechanism at the door, he would be blown up as soon as he stepped on it!

Negotiation experts have long heard of the name of Huaihua Phantom, knowing that she is very anti-social, has a very high IQ, and is familiar with police routines. Negotiating with her is tantamount to talking with her head. You don't have to go back with your head.

My heart is already sweating, and the negotiator still looks friendly, enthusiastic and sincere: "What conditions and equipment are needed, even though we put it forward, we also want to know the content of the trial and witness the trial process."

Xia Yihan was always ignorant of the outside, even if the police opened a tank, it would not attract her attention.

But after hearing this, she looked out, fell on the negotiator, turned around, and finally opened her mouth, "Are you not using a horn?"

The negotiator was stunned. The criminal was actually concerned about his equipment. Is this to assess his professional level?

But he immediately realized that she should have wanted a speaker, so she asked casually.

"There are speakers. I originally thought we were very close, so I just talked briefly. You don't need that thing, do you need it? I'll let it be delivered right away!"

After speaking, he whispered to the miniature headset, "Speaker, hurry up!"

The colleague quickly fetched the horn from the police car and handed it over. The negotiator took it and turned to the teahouse with a considerate expression again, "Should I put it by the door or pass it to you?"

The police officers present were all moved in their hearts, and they could take this opportunity to probe whether the door can be safely entered and exited.

Xia Yihan's eyes drooped, pointed at the door with her eyes, and blew the opposite side, and signaled him to put it down.

The negotiator's cold hair has been standing up, and now it is almost close. The cold hair is frozen, holding the clothes away from the skin. Although he did not show the slightest fear, he moved cautiously, holding the trumpet, as if holding it. The combustibles were gently placed at the door, and then carefully moved away.

The special police at the scene knew that the door was safe and there were no special agencies.

Xia Yihan was not as careful as an expert. He walked over to pick up the horn and put it on the table. The movements were smooth and smooth, and he was not afraid of slipping his hands on the way and hitting the button to make an explosion countdown.

She placed the speaker in front of the main seat, with the voice coil aimed at Chu moving, like a VIP attending, the heavyweight microphone placed in front of the table is convenient for the speaker to speak in a high-profile manner.

"Considering that you have been hungry for three days, you have no energy, and you must be silent when you speak, I have specially prepared a loudspeaker for you so that everyone present can hear your voice."

Xia Yihan stood behind him and scanned the room. Five people, Hu Bin, Brian, He Lan, Gong Yanhua, and Xue Jinping, could see her face, and could clearly hear the words on the spot. At this moment, her expression was hard to say, and she stared at the screen motionlessly. To the scene, there was no sound.

"Chief Chu, I now charge you with murder, suspected of murdering Hu Qingke, Bai Mengmeng, Shi Ling, Chen Mu, Lu Xuanwen, Mu Shangqing, do you plead guilty?"

As soon as the voice fell, the faces of the five people onlookers changed, but there was still no one to speak.

Xia Yihan did not deliberately turn up the volume, but the words were uttered loudly and spread out. The police officers at the door were all startled when they heard it, and the hands holding the guns trembled a little. Before they were dispatched to rescue innocent people from criminals. This time The spectacle of the millennium, the criminals opened the trial court, and there is nothing wrong with it. Could it be that they rescued another criminal who was thrown into prison after being rescued?

When the words reached Xu Huaiyu's ears, he was even more shocked. A few days ago, Chu Yu got stuck in the fascination of "Hua Xie Ting", and couldn't figure out why the five families of the deceased gathered together to attack Mu Shangqing and stabbed Mu Shangqing to death. Now when I heard Xia Yihan's accusation at first, I couldn't help thinking down. The more I thought about it, the more suspicious it became, and I almost believed it.

However, the most urgent task is to rescue the hostages. Even if Chu Dongren is a murderer, he cannot die in the Huaxie Court, nor can he be tried in the teahouse. He must be rescued. The bomb must be properly resolved!

Afraid that the following special police would "fail in the military", Xu Huaiyu hurried to stabilize the military. "Please note that the kidnapper has a mental illness. No matter what she says, don't believe it. Our goal is to rescue the hostages. This is ours. The only goal, and the only thing we need to consider, is over!"

The outside of the teahouse was already tense to the extreme, and there seemed to be sulphur and sulfur floating in the sky. As long as there was a little spark, you could have a series of big explosions.

But in the teahouse, there was a dead silence. Everyone was silent. He looked at the trumpet in front of him and looked at the loudspeaker in front of him. His eyes were dull. He hadn't washed for a few days. He was already unshaven, and even his eyes were gray and muddy. The maintenance, concealing the old state strictly, all of a sudden leaked, poured out, and all of it appeared on the face.

In the face of Xia Yihan's accusation, he did not defend, nor did he intend to defend.

"Well, I will treat you as a default crime."

Hearing the result, Chu moving was not anxious, but Xu Huaiyu was sweating profusely, his heart almost skipped the shot, and he stopped immediately. He doesn't care whether Chu Dongren is a murderer or not, he just wants him to come out of the teahouse alive-no matter what, he has to struggle a bit, sophistry is fine, this is a direct default, then Xia Yihan executes the next step, and they can only collect the corpse. !

Soon after receiving instructions from Xu Huaiyu, the negotiating expert hurriedly adjusted the state of the crowd watching the trial, and raised his hand again to attract Xia Yihan’s attention, "Sophora..."

"You don't use it for negotiation," Xia Yihan glanced away and moved him to look in a flat tone, "Don't smile, smile too fake, just watch it by the side and act as an auditorium."

The muscles on the face of the negotiator stiffened. He had experienced dangerous confrontations, large and small, robbed robbers who were greedy for life and death, and desperadoes who resisted. But he had never encountered Xia Yihan, as cold as frost. Calm and calm, as if she was not a criminal at all, she was presiding over a high-end trial ceremony, and the ceremony has nothing to do with her, so she can stay out of the matter, calmly observe everything, and see through every move of the police.

The negotiator did not speak any more and really wanted to withdraw. He was experienced and knew that criminals like Xia Yihan are more terrible than desperadoes. Desperadoes can at least start with their emotions and interests, but Xia Yihan has already decided. Mind, she would not give in by putting up a nuclear cannon at her. Unless she can show evidence of iron strikes and prove that the hostage is not the murderer, everything will be avoided.

He was about to step aside, and Xu Huaiyu's instructions came in his ears, "Zhan Wei, I know it's difficult, but if you try harder, you can see that she has picked up the trumpet you handed over. Can you further gain her trust?"

"But Xu..."

Xu Huaiyu's discussion tone changed abruptly, and he immediately became serious, "No, but you have all withdrawn. Could it be that we just watched her execute the sentence?"

Zhan Wei swallowed, stood still, and squeezed out towards the gate of the restaurant, "The defendant may need a defense lawyer, I am willing to..."

Xia Yihan turned around, looked straight at him, picked up the starter in his hand, with a deep gaze, "I am in a bad mood today, and I don't want to listen to nonsense. If you say something more, we will die together."

Knowing that this was the result, Zhan Wei made a gesture of listening and respect to her, and stepped aside to the "audience stand" with interest.

Xu Huaiyu exhaled old-fashioned anger, a fishy smell in his throat, and the road to negotiations was blocked. He had to turn to the direction of force. The special police investigating around the teahouse reported: "Call Xu Ting at No. 5, and call Xu Ting at No. 5. complete."

"Received, please speak, that's it."

"After surveying the rear of the tea house, there are four row windows, but all of them have curtains and are locked from the inside. If they are opened violently, they may attract attention from the inside. Please instruct Xu Ting to finish."

Xu Huaiyu squeezed his fist and looked at the bomb disposal expert. The latter shook his head and signaled that he should not take risks.

It is now uncertain whether there are other dangerous items inside the teahouse apart from the bombs at the door. The criminals are thoughtful and should not let the police easily take advantage of the loopholes.

"Received, position 5 and position 6 stay in place for the time being, waiting for the instruction, it's over."

Although the instructions were given quickly, Xu Huaiyu was too anxious to suffocate. He couldn't directly arrest him, he couldn't negotiate, and he couldn't get closer. Could they just stand on the sidelines?

Looking at the "Trial Court" in the teahouse, Xu Huaiyu suddenly realized-Xia Yihan had such a big battle to attract the police and serve as an auditorium for her to witness the trial process!

He clenched his fists, sparks burst out in his eyes, and quickly calculated in his head to predict how likely the sniper striker was to be fatal, so Xia Yihan did not have time to press the switch. But if she is dead, the bomb has a mystery, will there be heavy casualties among the personnel who went to destroy the bomb?

Just as he was struggling, a clear and powerful call came from the headset, "Xu Ting, let me come!"

Xu Huaiyu instantly vibrated, "Chu?"

He was a little excited. He heard Chu Yu’s voice, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, but in a flash, he became anxious again and asked Chu Yu to come out. He hadn’t thought about it, but the negotiating taboo and the hostages are related to each other. Chu Yu is Chu moving’s daughter. , With such an obvious relationship, Xia Yihan now hates her and moves her to the bones. After seeing her, can't she add fuel to the fire?

"Chu, forget it, you stay away, pay attention to safety, I will do my best!"

The voice in the headset was a bit hoarse and exhausted, but it was more of a firmness in the stability of the army. "You have done your best. Next, leave it to me. Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Xu Huaiyu was startled and remembered the two conditions Chu Yu had put forward when he agreed to help the provincial government: first, after catching Xiaohuaihua, give her a chance to communicate with her; second, let her be responsible for his father's affairs.

Now, the two conditions are combined into one, as if she has the ability to be a prophet. She knows the coming of this day in advance, so she prepares for it in advance and waits for the final moment to come in handy.

Xu Huaiyu faintly felt that Chu Yu already knew all the truth, but he heard that at Fushan Hospital, Xia Yihan suddenly drew his sword and almost stabbed her to death in the hospital. He trembled in his heart. This place is not sure to be rescued yet, so don't save it. Xiao Chu went in again.

In a dilemma, he sighed, "Do you think she will listen to you?"

Standing outside the cordon, Chu Yu bit his lip. The corners of his lips broke a bit, blood oozes out, and the petals of his lips were stained red. "I will try."

The police put her in. She crossed the cordon, passed the police car, passed the special police, passed the negotiator, and finally came to the entrance of the tea house.

Inside the cordon at the moment, there is a thick body fully armed, revealing strength and vigor, she looks thin and slender when compared to it, just a single tap can kill her.

But she was firm and steady, and she was not at all defeated by the heavily armed special police. After seeing her figure, the police officer's heart even set three points inexplicably, as if she was gently touched by a big hand.

Xia Yihan stood indoors, taking care of her own judgment, and caring about the movement outside, but after Chu Yu stood at the door, she seemed to have some sense, suddenly turned her head, looked at the door, and looked at her.