Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 152 - 60: Clues_3

"How much can your dad give?"

"I... my dad has no money." Zhao Jin's eyes were full of panic, stuttering:

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"Slap!"

Pan Zi slapped him hard, swelling Zhao Jin's cheek:

"Bullshit, your dad is notorious for his greed, knows billionaires, and you tell me he has no money? Trying to fool me?"

"Looking for a beating!"

"Waa..."

Zhao Jin burst into tears, trembling all over, the cushion underneath him soaked through.

"Damn!"

Pan Zi's face changed dramatically:

"Incontinence?"

"Ugly is one thing, but smelling too, your dad better come up with money, or I'll kill you first!"

...

In the hall.

Everyone was busy.

The sound of urgent footsteps and shouts never ceased, yet it didn't appear chaotic. Everyone had a serious expression, their faces void of smiles, as a solemn atmosphere permeated the air.

On the huge screen, the video uploaded by Su Weijun was playing.

"Everyone."

At this moment, Su Weijun's eyes were bloodshot, his expression manic, looking like an extremely dangerous madman, twirling a dagger in his palm:

"I have captured nine people now, ten million each, a total of one hundred million. You have until midnight to deliver."

"I don't want cash, convert the money into virtual currency and transfer it to the specified account."

"What if it's not transferred?"

"Whoosh!"

"Thud!"

The dagger flew out of his hand, stabbing into the leg of a young man behind him, blood gushing out, the young man clutching his leg and screaming miserably.

"Xiao Kang!"

Someone in front of the screen's complexion changed drastically, instinctively stepping forward:

"Ten million, I'll give it, I'll give it!"

"Mr. Zhao, tell them I'll give the ten million, quickly release the person!"

"President Liu." Officer Lin said quietly:

"Even if we give the money, they might not release anyone. Last time they demanded only one person to negotiate, and the person we sent didn't return."

"They have guns!"

"Chief."

Someone got up to report:

"The video was uploaded from a car, the phone is currently offline, and the car is at a scrap station. There's no further lead."

"Hmm."

Zhou Ping nodded expressionlessly:

"When can the location of the hostages be determined?"

After Su Weijun went berserk, he started capturing people everywhere, and they were all second-generation rich. This was actually a good thing for the Public Security Bureau.

Because these second-generation rich were all very cautious about their safety.

Their families had done work on their phones, jewelry, and bodies, making it easy to lock their locations, which was one of the reasons for the rapid response from the Public Security Bureau.

The robbers had been fleeing under the tracking of the Public Security Bureau, with no time to torture this group of second-generation rich.

"It can already be determined."

Officer Lin nodded:

"However, the robbers are very clever. They have placed the hostages in three different locations. If something happens at one place, the other two will be notified."

"At that time..."

"Based on their behavior, it's hard to guarantee the hostages' safety."

Su Weijun's activities were cross-border smuggling, and he kept a group of desperados under him, which was far beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have thought.

He would play it this big!

Zhou Ping squinted his eyes, looking troubled.

Three locations, nine hostages, each hostage very important, and time was running out, making it hard to consider all aspects.

Once action is taken,

there will inevitably be casualties!

Moreover, the robbers demanded one person to go over, and if there's too much commotion, they will also kill the hostages.

"Council member."

Qian Xiao put down his phone and said in a low voice:

"The public reaction to Fuhong's restructuring is very intense, but they are not very sensitive to Su Weijun's hostage situation."

"Second-generation rich..."

"It's not a good term for ordinary people."

He had already put it politely, but in reality, the internet was full of people gloating, happy if a couple of second-generations died.

"We cannot compromise with the robbers."

Mr. Zhao spoke slowly:

"I don't have ten million."

The place fell silent.

Everyone looked over at his words, some surprised, some bewildered, others showing fear, each with different expressions.

"Behind us stand the people and the Public Security Bureau. We should not compromise with anyone. Everyone should understand that in Xia Country, there's no good ending for evil."

He had his eyebrows lowered, speaking in a muffled voice:

"Even if my daughter is held by the robbers, I... will never yield!"

"Clang!"

A teacup shattered on the ground.

"Okay."

The man operating the camera leaned forward, saying:

"Council member, can it be uploaded now?"

"Hmm."

Mr. Zhao lowered his head, glanced at Zhou Ping:

"The rescue of the hostages is left to the Public Security Bureau. I believe in the Bureau's determination to protect the people and believe there's no place for crime to hide in Qu City."

"Council member." Zhou Ping stepped forward, complicatedly opened his mouth and then nodded heavily:

"Rest assured, we will do our utmost to ensure the safety of the hostages!"

"Hmm."

Mr. Zhao expressionlessly turned and left:

"Let's go back."

...

Night.

The stars filled the sky.

The time agreed with the robbers was getting closer and closer.

Mr. Zhao stood on top of the building, squinting in the cold wind at the brightly lit city below, unusually holding a cigarette in his mouth.

At his feet,

cigarette butts covered the ground, it's unknown how long he had been smoking.

"Clang..."

The iron door clattered, and Qian Xiao walked up.

"Council member."

Qian Xiao bowed respectfully and said:

"In the latest poll, your support rate is seven points higher than the other candidate."

"Mainly because of Hongyun's restructuring, the director Da Tong invited by Mr. Li was beaten to death by workers, indicating his commercial immaturity, causing public sentiment to plummet."

"Plus, this kidnapping by the robbers, your speech has garnered sympathy from the public, so support has risen rapidly."

"Qian Xiao." Mr. Zhao's voice was hoarse:

"I only have one daughter."

Qian Xiao lowered his head, not saying a word.

"She..."

Mr. Zhao's voice trembled:

"Could she really die?"

"The Public Security Bureau will do its utmost to rescue the young lady." Qian Xiao hurriedly said:

"Chief Zhou's character has always been trustworthy."

"What if..." Mr. Zhao said:

"What if not?"

Qian Xiao said nothing more.

He had actually asked the Public Security Bureau before coming, and the situation was dire. Of the three locations identified, two were fake, with no hostages on site.

The appointed time was fast approaching, and no hostages...

have been rescued yet!

The Public Security Bureau had not encountered such a severe situation in a long time, and even they were hurriedly scrambling, unsure of how to handle it.