Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

"what's the message?!"

All the senior management in the monitoring room suddenly stood up, breathing a little short of breath.

Yan Jun's eyelids also twitched subconsciously, and his heart was extremely nervous, expecting that people from this religious organization would send a message to agree to the exchange of hostages after seeing the request made by his live broadcast room.

He Liang is dead.

He had to find a way to save his family no matter what.

"It's a set of latitude and longitude numbers."

The staff reported truthfully: "It has been verified, and it is in a suburb in the southeast of our Jiangcheng City."

"Just numbers?"

"Well, only latitude and longitude coordinates!" The staff nodded.

The words fall.

Everyone looked at each other and frowned.

Should not be!

If this insane organization agrees to exchange hostages, it will definitely send the time, place and specific requirements, why only the place?

Is there any fraud here?

"Officer Sun! I'll take those four guys over there!"

Yan Jun stood up decisively and said something coldly.

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Bureau Sun: "Yan Jun, wait a minute, the members of this organization are crazy and can do anything. I suspect it's a trap."

"Don't worry, these clowns can't kill me!"

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes, and there was a slight chill in his voice.

With the blessing of the halo of the lucky capsule, the god of death would not care for him, let alone a bunch of neurotics.

"What if they don't kill you, but control you?"

Sun Ju shook his head and said in a very firm tone: "Yan Jun, you are in a special position now, and you cannot afford to miss the slightest mistake. I will now arrange for Zhou Ke to bring someone over to see what the situation is."

Yan Jun thought for a moment, then nodded: "I'll go find Zhou Ke!"

After a minute.

After Yan Jun confirmed the death countdown on the heads of the five safe house workers headed by Zhou Ke, he let them go on the mission with confidence.

Then, back to the monitoring room.

Everyone fell into an anxious wait again.

"Yan Jun, you don't have to feel guilty about this."

Sun Ju, who was sitting next to Yan Jun, sighed and said slowly: "In this world, our people in the Shenwei Bureau do this job and are ready to sacrifice at any time. I understand He Liang's character. , even if he hadn't sacrificed in this way, he wouldn't have forgiven himself."

"You can only blame Death, and this maddened organization!"

The words fall.

The crowd couldn't help but sigh.

After so much comfort, Yan Jun's guilt towards He Liang really eased a lot.

But the mood was still extremely heavy.

In addition to worrying about He Liang's family, there is something else that gives him a headache.

He had thought that the countdown to death above the staff of Safe Room 9 would disappear after he defused this man-made 'disaster'.

But I never imagined that the god of death would come after all!

The same eye on everyone.

78793!

78792!

78791!

The countdown to death above everyone's head is almost the same!

The thing that I feared the most still happened, and the god of death was eyeing everyone in the No. 9 safe house, preparing to create a large-scale disaster.

After Yan Jun converted this time in his mind, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment.

The dedicated telephone in the monitoring room rang.

Bureau Sun picked up the phone, and after listening for a while, subconsciously exclaimed, "What?"

In an instant, everyone became nervous.

After hanging up the phone, Sun Bureau looked surprised and puzzled, and immediately explained: "The police called just now, and a black car exploded in the southeastern suburbs of Jiangcheng City, and two men died on the spot!"

Everyone was stunned and quickly asked, "Have you found He Liang's family?"

Sun Ju shook his head, his face slightly gloomy: "I didn't say it."

Everyone was greatly disappointed, and once again fell into an anxious wait.

Five minutes later, the door to the monitoring room was pushed open.

The staff in charge of the interrogation said dejectedly: "Ju Sun, these neurotics are very stubborn, they have exhausted all means, and they are unwilling to reveal the slightest information about their believers' organization, you see..."

"Understood, you go first."

Sun Bureau waved his hand and let out a long sigh.

Everyone was disappointed again.

As time passed by, the atmosphere in the room became more and more solemn.

ding ding ding...

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Seeing that it was Zhou Ke, Yan Jun pressed the answer button immediately.

Zhou Ke's ecstatic voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Yan, good news, we have found He Liang's family, mother and daughter are safe!!"

The voice fell.

Everyone's expressions were lifted, their faces brightened, and they let out a long sigh of relief.

"There's one more thing, it's about you... Forget it, let's go back and talk about it."

"Well, be careful!"

After hanging up the phone, the stone hanging in Yan Jun's heart finally fell to the ground, and the nerve that had been tense for a long time relaxed.

I don't know what's going on here, but the ending is good.

It can be considered that he did not live up to He Liang's last wish before his death.

Good luck!

Before he knew it, Yan Jun's clothes were wet with cold sweat.

Even with a system in place, the situation is quite passive when faced with such an uncontrollable situation.

I have to say that this organization of believers has indeed brought a lot of trouble to itself, but also taught itself a lesson.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Zhou Keman excitedly took He Liang's family back to the monitoring room of No. 9 safe house.

Seeing He Liang's wife Shen Fang still had tears on her face, and his daughter He Xiaoxiao's face with tears of grievance after a life-and-death disaster, Yan Jun's heart can be described as mixed feelings. Eyes moistened.

Next, Shen Fang told the truth about what happened to her and her daughter before, and everyone on the side was terrified and gasped frequently.

"So, that mysterious man didn't untie the rope on your hand?" someone asked in great surprise.

"Um."

Shen Fang wiped the tears on her face and nodded: "From the beginning to the end, this mysterious man didn't contact me and didn't say a word."

"What about the looks?"

"He was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face, but his eyes were deep and bright."

"This……"

Zhou Ke next to him suddenly laughed, took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Yan Jun: "Brother Yan, this letter was left to you by that mysterious man!"

After seeing the four extremely familiar fonts on the envelope, everyone looked at each other, suddenly realized, three words popped out in their minds unconsciously.

Loner!

Yan Jun's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he couldn't wait to open the envelope.

A piece of letter paper unfolds.

Still three lines of short text.