crisis management game.

Chapter 122 Anti-reconnaissance

"I'll say it again, put down the gun and back off!!"

Gu Ji completely ignored the threat of the police, buried his whole body behind the blonde woman, and kept approaching the escalator along the wall, like a beast hunting for prey, his hairs all over his body exploded, his ears fluttered left and right, and he was on high alert.

The middle-aged policeman saw that he was not getting in, so he slowly moved his body and gave his companion a look. The latter understood and surrounded him from the side.

The two people, one on the left and one on the right, slowly approached in a supporting formation.

Seeing that the two of them did not listen to the warning, and were still squeezing his safe space, Gu Ji's eyes flashed a frenzy of blood:
"If you move again, I'll detonate the bomb!"

"Okay! Okay, I put down the gun, don't get excited!"

Seeing that Gu Ji's "eyes" were wrong, the middle-aged policeman hurriedly spread his hands in fright, and slowly put the Glock 17 down on the ground. At the same time, he signaled the panicked crowd around to take the opportunity to retreat, then his tone slowed down, and he played the "emotional card".

"I think you are very young, you should be about the same age as my son, and you should be at the age of college at this time..."

"You back up too!"

Unexpectedly, as a special policeman, Gu Ji had long been familiar with various police tactics and interception techniques. After yelling at another young policeman who wanted to take the opportunity to grab her, he quickly grabbed the blonde woman and boarded the escalator, "Don't move!" ! Don't follow!!"

The middle-aged policeman frowned.

Although the young man in purple in front of him has a young voice, he has very sophisticated criminal experience and has never exposed his body too much. Moreover, whenever he and his companions intend to outflank, the young man in purple will quickly change his position to hinder the shooting angle.

"Attention, attention! The suspect was found on Elmhurst Avenue on Line 7..."

Seeing that the middle-aged policeman was reporting to the command center for help, Gu Ji immediately stepped back, came to the exit of the subway, and dragged the hostages away.

When it reached the ground, the vision was instantly bright, the sky was blue and cloudless, the sun had just risen, the sidewalks of shops were bustling, and a police car was parked by the side of the subway entrance, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

The blond woman in his arms was already crying from fright, and kept begging, hoping that Gu Ji would let her go.

"Sorry, I was forced too."

Gu Ji whispered something, put the lighter into the woman's hat, and kept turning his head, like a golden eagle strayed into a pack of wolves, looking around, vigilant about the surroundings, and saw another crossroads not far away. The police car came and immediately let go.

"Stand where you are and wait for the police!"

After saying a few words, he turned around and ran towards the nearby community.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Or shoot!"

The police car in the distance also spotted the suspicious Gu Ji, immediately stopped the car, raised the gun and yelled at him, seeing that the warning was ineffective, he decisively pulled the trigger.

boom!As soon as the gunshot rang out, passers-by around hurriedly screamed and evaded.

Although the blond woman was scared to death, she didn't dare to move at all. She didn't know what Gu Ji put in her hat, so she just stood there and waited.

The bullet passed by Gu Ji's side.

He jumped over the street vendors and rushed into the narrow alley of the community like lightning.

If you want to avoid the pursuit of the police car, you can only find a way to walk along the path.

In the narrow passage, a trustworthy Asian man was looking at Gu Ji who was fleeing in confusion. Seeing him running in front of him, he hurriedly leaned against the wall and voluntarily moved out of the way.

Passing through the narrow road, I don't know what kind of morning market is ahead, there are all kinds of shops and hawkers, this kind of crowded place is convenient for Gu Ji to escape.

He turned around and hid in a corner trash can, took off the outer purple sweater and threw it in, revealing a white T-shirt, and flipped out a gray crumpled peaked cap and put it on his head.

Pretending to be calm, he hurried out, and took out a map from his pocket to check.

Now he finally understands the use of the two options given by the system. The mask can cover his face and avoid being wanted by the police, and the map can help him quickly grasp the escape route.

Although the mobile phone also has a positioning map, the map display on the small screen is far less convenient than A4 colored paper.

"Line 7, Elmhurst Station..."

Gu Ji vaguely remembered the point that the police shouted when they asked the main station for help, "Here, so I am in Queens now."

There is a well-known Chinese food district, Flushing, near Elmhurst Avenue. No wonder there are many Asian faces here.

Relying on the instantaneous memory ability of the 18.1 central nervous system attribute, he quickly memorized the map around Elmhurst Avenue, walked out of the block to the main road, and saw the street sign.

The map route in my mind began to gradually merge with the ground one by one.

At this time, the sound of an alarm bell was heard in the distance.

Gu Ji slightly lowered the brim of his hat, and calmly walked behind two middle-aged white men with potbellies, and the police car passed by him like this.

The police in the United States are not divided into different types of police like most countries in the world, such as traffic police, criminal police, patrol police, special police, etc. They are basically multi-functional.

Although the work is messy, in an emergency, because there is no need for multi-departmental coordination, it is unified to the headquarters command center for dispatch, and the efficiency is extremely high.

Generally speaking, after receiving the notification of the escape call from the first police car, the command center will quickly dispatch more than a dozen nearby police cars according to the location of the crime and the scale of the case. The speed of the car, surrounded and outflanked all the way.

and so.

Gu Ji has temporarily passed the first hurdle: the state police surrounded the scene.

He is about to face the second hurdle, where he is wanted throughout the city, and the police who arrested him have also risen from the New York police to the FBI, that is, the FBI.

Because US law stipulates that local police do not have the power to investigate interstate cases and large-scale vicious cases.

This type of live broadcast bombing is extremely bad in nature and has a great social impact. It is a blatant provocation to the safety of citizens and the credibility of the country. It is already considered a serious terrorist attack and will definitely be handed over to the FBI.

When the time comes, the opponent Gu Ji will face will not be as simple as an ordinary policeman.

Remember, the FBI is both a law enforcement agency and an intelligence agency.

It is equivalent to the domestic anti-terrorism + political security + criminal investigation + economic investigation bureau. Various technical investigation methods emerge in an endless stream, not even losing to the CIA.

Among them, the hostage rescue team HRT is the emergency response team, which is deployed throughout the United States within four hours. It is by no means a joke.

When the FBI got serious, the police cars, helicopters, and network communication investigations were deployed, the location was locked, and once the HRT was dispatched, even if Gu Ji had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to bounce bullets.

Personal power will never be able to compete with state violence.

All Gu Ji can do now is to try his best to solve the three bombs buried in New York City and the bomb on his own neck before the FBI is fully mobilized.

The time is, four hours.

This is not just the time for HRT to be deployed nationwide.

More importantly, the bloody countdown to the checkpoint time was too short, with a total of more than eight hours. He had to compress the action time of each round, otherwise, even if he died, the remaining time would not be enough to complete the task.

Thinking of this, Gu Ji first raised his wrist, set a countdown of 3 hours and 50 minutes on the watch, and then took out the live broadcast mobile phone from his pocket.

Ten minutes passed.

Since the screen in the live broadcast room was always black, the barrage of discussion had long been crowded and exploded. The number of people in the live broadcast room has also increased from 1000 before to more than 2000, which has doubled again. After all, there are still a few people watching the live broadcast abroad. It's American morning again.

[Why is there no picture? 】

[Is brother Guo really dead? 】

[The anchor quickly turn on the live broadcast!Very impatient! 】

[Could it have been caught by the police? 】

[I'm so anxious!Hurry up and turn on the live broadcast, I want to see the scene! 】

[Everyone, please be sober. Turning off the live broadcast is obviously more convenient for the anchor to escape. With the live broadcast on, the police will lock your location every minute according to the environment! 】

……

Gu Ji is not an anchor, and has no time to take care of questions from friends in the live broadcast room.

He clicked on Passion Fruit's homepage from his avatar, found the private message button, browsed around, and found that they were all urging him to open the screen, asking if he was dead, or spraying his text.

So speak directly:
"I checked the background, but I didn't find the bomb prompt you mentioned."

[Fuck?Finally alive? 】

[This is not the voice of Passion Fruit, is it his assistant? 】

[You are cheating!Open the screen quickly! 】

[The cheating brain got kicked by the donkey?Are you helping terrorists? 】

[Art requires cruelty: Why did you turn off the live broadcast screen, which caused me to struggle for a long time, whether to press the button of the detonator... For you, this is a good chance to become famous, isn't it? 】

Looking at the red barrage on the top, Gu Ji frowned slightly.

"There is no requirement in your rules to broadcast live on screen, stop talking nonsense, and tell me what to do next!"

The water friends were shocked when they heard his tone of voice.

shit.

Even though a bomb was tied around his neck, he dared to speak to terrorists in such a tone. Those who didn't know thought it was the bomber who was being threatened!
Perhaps the bomber was also surprised by Gu Ji's performance.

After a delay of four or five seconds, he sent the barrage.

[Art needs cruelty: It seems that I was mistaken. I thought that the smartest of the three of you was the Xia Guoren, but I didn't expect you to be the calmest one. Interesting...]

until this moment.

Those viewers who were in the live broadcast room just now realized that this passion fruit assistant managed to escape from the siege of the New York police, although it was relatively easy to use hostages as threats.

But everyone will say that, when this happens in reality, most people's first reaction is probably that their brains go blank.

Gu Jize turned to the background and finally saw the first prompt.

[U.S. Tennis Open Main Stadium (note, this information is only for you to read, and you cannot publish it to others in any way, otherwise the bomb will be detonated directly)]

He hurriedly took out the map to find the location of the field.

At the same time, the floating barrage of the bomber appeared again in the live broadcast room:

[Art needs to be cruel: You took advantage of the loopholes in my rules. Turn on the screen, the time is 5 minutes. 】

[Also, please don’t ignore any of my barrage, otherwise I’m not sure if my finger will press the wrong way next time, Boom! hahaha～～】

When Gu Ji saw these two sentences, a cold and fierce light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

It is clear.

The Bomber was playing with him wantonly, stalking him around like a dog.

But he did not easily fall into the rhythm of the opponent's suppression.

Instead, he straightened up and grinned.

"So, have you admitted your identity as a hacker? A person who can control the software background of a multinational live broadcast platform at will, hide the IP address, and change the location of the mobile phone at will, without being discovered by the authorities, requires extremely high computer technology."

"This kind of person will not be an unknown person, especially from the fact that you created such a live broadcast explosion, it proves that you are an arrogant person who likes to make public, eager to be noticed by the outside world, oh yes..."

Speaking of this, Gu Ji suddenly paused, touched the induction bomb on his neck, "One more thing, a top hacker who can make bombs."

"Although American law prohibits guns, every state strictly prohibits powerful weapons such as explosives, grenades, and landmines. If you want to make bombs, you can only go to Home Depot and other building materials markets to purchase raw materials for fertilizers, steel pipes, nails, etc. to refine them to make soil bombs. .”

"But electronic detonators are not something that ordinary people can get, not to mention that the remote-controlled bombs you made are very delicate. For example, the IED remote-controlled bomb that was detonated in the subway requires not only making the bomb itself, but also improving the phone. Motherboard, this is not something you can learn by yourself by checking the information on the Internet a few times.”

"So, I speculate that you must have a military background, maybe a bomb disposal expert, maybe you have received special operations training, combined with your extremely high computer technology, it shouldn't be difficult to lock your identity, right?"

Gu Ji, who has mastered the EOD skills of the Marine Corps, is well aware of the difficulty of making such bombs.

The first is structural improvement. It is necessary to remove the vibration motor in the main board of the phone, and then link the positive and negative circuits connected to the vibration motor to the detonator in the IED. In order to ensure successful detonation, two sets of detonators are usually required;
The second is the information remote control technology. It is necessary to set up a white list of telephone and information. Except for the remote control number, incoming calls and information from other numbers will be rejected;
However, the method of detonating IEDs with simple phone calls and text messages is only applicable to backward areas. If this method is adopted in developed areas, the police will soon use technical means to check all the calls and messages of the explosion site one by one, and lock the target.

Therefore, clever criminals often use more stable technical means to detonate IEDs: network remote detonation technology, which requires a certain level of computing technology.

Based on the above points, it is easy to draw the conclusion he said:

Hacker, bomb expert, military training background!
After a few words, Gu finished.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.

[Fuck, this guy is so awesome, how many words can he identify as a terrorist? 】

[Everyone hurry up to call and report the crime, let the FBI catch the bomber! 】

[It’s really awesome, you can still think calmly after this, and you have such a clear understanding of the criminal process, maybe this person has done it before, right? 】

[I doubt if it has been replaced. The real assistant died a long time ago. Now it is the police playing the role, so he dare not start the live broadcast! 】

[Where is the bomber?Why didn't you respond? 】

[Hahaha, I guess I was hit by the rumor, and I broke the defense on the spot, so you know I'm scared?Pack up your things and run! 】

[I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry!Dare you come out and answer? 】

……

Many water friends in the live broadcast room also watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. They kept urging the bomber to respond, but after a few seconds passed, it only sent back two commas, which seemed to be caused by random typing on the keyboard, very similar to being angry. Caused by mis-touching the keyboard.

To be honest, this is exactly what Gu Ji wanted to see.

If you fucking mess with my mentality, I'll mess with your mentality.

Although the rules clearly prohibit him from seeking help from others, it does not say that he cannot analyze himself. As long as he tells the key information about the bomber, there will definitely be enthusiastic netizens to report the case.

Even if no one cares about it, the police and FBI will still see the screen recording video after it is posted online. When the country takes action, it will be tantamount to indirectly helping Gu Ji deal with the mastermind behind the scenes.

As for why he wasn't afraid that the bomber would be angry and just blow him up?

Very simple.

As analyzed in the previous discourse, this terrorist needs too much attention.

Today, two of the three "puppets" that the bomber was looking for have died, and only Gu Ji is left. How could he be killed so easily? After all, once a person dies, things cannot continue to spread. The purpose cannot be achieved.

really.

After nearly half a minute of silence, the remote control bomb was not detonated, and the bomber finally came forward to respond.

[Art needs cruelty: I admit that your brain is indeed very powerful, but do you think you can lock me with this information alone?Hehe, you are so naive, you should spend more time looking for the bomb, you only have... 46 minutes left, the coordinates will be exposed, good luck! 】

Gu Ji ignored the bomber's "taunt".

Taking this opportunity, he has found the US Open Main Stadium on the map, which is located in Queens, where he is located.

Putting away the map, he took out "Barron"'s own mobile phone and inquired about all the information about the stadium.

Before carrying out any operation, intelligence analysis is always the first.

But if you don't check, you don't know. If you check, you will be shocked.

Although the popularity of the US Open in the United States is not as high as that of the four major leagues, there are still hundreds of thousands of die-hard fans. During the competition, the tickets are almost sold out. This year’s Open is from August 8 to September. On the 31th, the venue is located at Arthur Field in Nacola Park, Flushing Meadows, Queens!
This is also the largest outdoor public tennis court in the United States, which can accommodate nearly 4000 people watching at the same time.

And today there happened to be a match, the time was 9:[-] in the morning, and the start of the match was less than two hours away. If the bomb was buried here and detonated, it would definitely be one of the scariest bomb attacks in history!

"From the map of New York, Elmhurst Avenue is only two stops away from Flushing Park, about three kilometers. It takes 40 minutes to walk and 25 minutes to jog..."

When Gu opened the properties page, he found that his skeletal muscle movement had been weakened by 8.3%.

That's right, the owner of this body is really too young, only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his body is not yet fully developed, so he can't compare with Herman and Wang Xueming.

It is still king to save more energy.

He probably needs to continue high-intensity combat today, so he turned around and went to a 711 convenience store near the main street.

Before the police wanted him all over the city.

Gu Ji decided to buy some food and water first, so as not to be physically exhausted and unable to run halfway.

While the clerk was checking out, he lowered the brim of his hat and walked into the store, avoiding the camera to capture his face as much as possible.

When they came to the food area, Gu Ji only chose sugar, chocolate, butter cheese, and nuts, which are light in weight, high in calories, and easy to store, which can reduce the burden on the backpack.

After paying the bill, he walked to the side of the street, stopped a yellow Ford rough-in vehicle, opened the door and sat in the driver's back seat.

"Hey lad, where do you want to go?"

The driver is an American uncle in his 40s and [-]s. He is neither fat nor thin. He wears a black baseball cap. It can be seen that he is in a good mood and his tone is very cheerful.

"Flushing Park, please hurry up."

Gu Jiben planned to tell the location of the stadium directly, but when he thought that it was still being broadcast live, if he told the destination clearly at this time, if the police found out, wouldn't it be that the stadium would be under surveillance soon.

On the one hand, it is easy to be caught, and on the other hand, it also increases the difficulty for him to find the bomb.

As for Flushing Park, the scale is quite large.

It is the second largest garden park in New York. In addition to the tennis center, there are also the New York Museum of Science, Art Museum, Theater, Wildlife Center, etc., covering an area of ​​5.1 square kilometers, which is almost comparable to the BASF production base.

If you want to completely surround the entire park, I'm afraid you have to call in the entire New York Police Department.

"rest assured."

The driver glanced back at Gu Ji, nodded with a smile, put into gear, kicked the accelerator, and the car drove out.

After the car started, Gu Ji kept turning his head to look out the window, paying attention to the surrounding environment, and took out a map for comparison, continuing to strengthen his memory.

The water friends in the live broadcast room kept asking questions.

[The first explosion site was in Flushing Park? 】

[Who knows where that is?Can anyone please answer me! 】

[Did you all come from China by climbing ladders? 】

[There are so many people in Flushing Park, the terrorists are determined to confront the United States! 】

[Is this anchor not afraid of the police eavesdropping in the live broadcast room? 】

[If the police are really here, they should be the first to catch the bomber. The anchor is also forced to die if he doesn't listen to the arrangement. 】

[The anchor should talk more, interact with us a few words, maybe he can give you some ideas! 】

……

Not only the water friends in the live broadcast room were questioning Gu Ji, but even the driver opened his mouth to find topics several times, but he never answered.

According to the science of public security investigation, he summed up several key points for improving anti-reconnaissance capabilities:

Environmental adaptability, map acquisition, maintaining vigilance, systematic handling of belongings, efficiency and leaving no trace, social engineering skills, and self-discipline.

And there is a very important one in self-discipline: purify the flow of information!

Too much cumbersome information flow will reduce a person's thinking and judgment, which is a taboo for anti-reconnaissance.

From being chased by the police until now, Gu Ji has been strictly following these points.

Observing the neighborhood environment, reading New York maps, guarding cameras, purchasing necessary items, etc., and now, he is concentrating on how to enter the tennis court in advance to find bombs, and where he has extra energy to manage the audience and taxi drivers in the live broadcast room.

Seeing that Gu Ji ignored him, the driver was not angry, and turned on the radio casually to listen to the broadcast.

"A message was urgently broadcast. According to the reporter at the front desk, at around 9:8 am on September 7, three young men were suspected of carrying out a bomb attack in the Elmhurst subway station. Five people were injured at the scene. According to the victim's statement, The three suspects were black, Asian and white, the black died on the spot, the Asian was shot by the police, and the remaining one fled in an unknown direction, wearing a purple sweater..."

[Fuck?This is the start of the city's wanted manhunt? 】

[Should not be wanted, but news media exposure, the American media is like this, no matter what your government says, attracting the public and making money is the last word! 】

[Taxi driver: Dangerous! 】

[Hahaha, anchor, hurry up, it will be bad if the media reads your characteristics! 】

[Do you know what the anchor looks like? 】

[The police must know, right?After all, he confronted the police face-to-face in the subway station just now, what is his appearance, what clothes he is wearing...]

[I think he is so calm, he must have changed his clothes long ago, and I seem to have heard the sound of undressing before! 】

……

When Gu Ji heard the news from the radio station, he felt a "thump" in his heart.

However, as the barrage said, fortunately, it was only a media report, and the police did not actually start the arrest in the city. He estimated that this time would be at least half an hour.

Half an hour later, as long as the police still can't catch him, the matter in the live broadcast room will be fermented on the Internet. At that time, the media will pay attention to the spread and the government will be furious, and it will be the time for the FBI to arrest him.

"Brother, here we are."

Ten minutes later, the driver stopped near the gate of a verdant park and stopped the meter.

New York taxis are unconventionally expensive, running anywhere from a few dollars.

Fortunately, "Barron" had enough cash in his pocket. After taking out the money, Gu Ji quickly opened the door and got off the car, found a random direction, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

until the taxi leaves.

He just came out from behind the tree trunk, followed the map mark, and walked towards Arthur's tennis court.

Today is Friday morning US time.

Young white-collar workers and students are basically working and going to school. Even so, the flow of people in the park is very scary. Except for older uncles and aunts, and tourists from all over the world, the most are US tennis fans.

Now it is less than two hours before the start of the game, and many people are squatting nearby in advance to enter the field.

Gu Ji first took a look at the surrounding environment.

Because it is a park square, the terrain is very open, once being chased or a firefight occurs, he cannot quickly get rid of the police or the enemy in a short time.

Fortunately, this is the second largest forest park in New York after all, and the surrounding greenery is very well done. The dense bushes and metasequoia will become natural shelters. Using it as a cover, you can quickly run into the Flushing subway station or take it directly from the main road. The car leaves.

Come near the venue.

There are more crowds gathered here, a large number of fans are buying peripheral items and food in sponsor stores and shops, and some people are experiencing tennis at the pre-match event site and taking pictures.

Gu Ji followed the shop into the stairs, and found that the stairs leading to the arena were being guarded by two strong security guards.

The audience in the live broadcast room naturally heard the noisy voice of the arena:
[What's so noisy! 】

[Can the anchor turn on the camera so we can see where it is? 】

[There are many venues in Flushing Park, you should have entered a certain venue! 】

[Could it be a tennis court?There seems to be a US Open match today! 】

[No matter where you are, the anchor hasten to let those around you leave quickly! 】

[Did he shout at this time to reveal his location? 】

……

There are already close to 3000 people watching in the live broadcast room. It is not surprising that some American students or locals know the main venue of the US Open.

But it also reminded Gu a few things: time is running out.

He left the aisle of the store, and was planning to see if there were any side doors or windows on the periphery of the venue to sneak into the venue. He didn't expect to see a middle-aged male cleaner coming out of the employee aisle to go to the bathroom.

Gu Ji lowered the brim of his hat and followed.

He planned to stun the cleaning and put on his clothes to sneak in, but he didn't expect this guy to hang his coat on the top of the door because he seemed too hot.

He immediately pulled it off and put it on.

"Fuck! Who took my clothes? Old Willy? Come on, don't you kid me, I'm shitting!"

Behind the door came the male cleaner's angry scolding.

But Gu Ji had already run out of the toilet. He wanted to sneak in through the staff passage, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the security guards at the door again:

"Who are you? Why are you wearing only one coat?"

"Sorry, I fell down on the road and got my pants dirty. Old Willy asked me to help!"

Gu Ji pretended to be anxious, while putting on his coat, he walked in.

The security guards seemed to know Old Willy too, so they didn't think much of it when they heard that it was an introduction from an acquaintance.

After breaking into the stadium, I looked at the extremely huge bowl-shaped court, surrounded by tall stands with more than ten floors, and in the center was a green lawn, which was covered with a layer of blue plastic tennis court.

There is also a white sunshade on the top, and a huge display TV is hung on each side.

"The venue is so big, where can I find bombs..."

[Art needs cruelty: Dangdang, you still have 20 minutes to reveal your position~]

(End of this chapter)