Chapter 122 Counter Reconnaissance

"I say it again, put down the gun and stand back!!"

Gu Ji completely ignored the police's threat. He buried his whole body behind the blonde woman and kept approaching the escalator along the wall. He was like a predatory beast. The hair on his body was exploding and his ears were wagging left and right. He was on high alert.

The middle-aged policeman saw that he was out of touch, so he slowly moved his body and gave his companion a look. The latter understood and also surrounded him from the side.

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

Seeing that the two people ignored the warning and continued to squeeze his safe space, a trace of crazy blood flashed in Gu Ji's eyes:

"If you move again I will detonate the bomb!"

"Okay! Okay, I'll put down the gun. Don't get excited!"

Seeing that Gu Ji's "eyes" were wrong, the middle-aged policeman was so frightened that he quickly spread his hands and slowly lowered the Glock 17 to the ground. At the same time, he motioned to the panicked people around him to take the opportunity to retreat. Then he softened his tone and played the "emotional card."

"I see that you are very young. You should be about the same age as my son. You should be in college at this time..."

"You also step back!"

Who would have thought that as a special police officer, Gu Ji had already been familiar with various police tactics and interception techniques. After scolding another young policeman who wanted to seize the opportunity, he quickly grabbed the blond woman and boarded the escalator, "Don't move.

!Don’t follow me!!”

The middle-aged policeman frowned.

Although the purple-clothed boy in front of him has a young voice, he is very seasoned in criminal experience and never exposes his body too much. Whenever he and his companions deliberately plan to outflank, the purple-clothed boy will quickly change his position to hinder the shooting angle.

"Attention! A suspect was found on Route 7 Elmhurst Avenue..."

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

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

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

"Sorry, I was forced too."

Gu Ji whispered something and put the lighter into the woman's hat. His head kept turning, like a golden eagle that strayed into a pack of wolves. He looked around, alert to his surroundings, and saw another person at the crossroads not far away.

A Taiwanese police car came and he let go immediately.

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

After finishing his sentence, he turned around and ran towards the nearby community.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Otherwise shoot!"

The police car in the distance also spotted the suspicious Gu Ji, immediately stopped the car, raised the muzzle of the gun and scolded him. Seeing that the warning was ineffective, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang! As soon as the gunfire rang out, the passers-by around him hurriedly screamed and fled.

Although the blond woman was scared to death, she didn't dare to move at all. She didn't know what Gu Ji had put in her hat, so she had to stand still and wait.

The bullet passed by Gu Ji.

He jumped over the vendors and ran into the narrow streets of the community like lightning.

If you want to avoid being tracked by police cars, you can only find a way to take a small road.

In the narrow passage, a trustworthy Asian man was looking at the fleeing Gu Ji with a confused look on his face. When he saw the other man running in front of him, he hurriedly pressed against the wall and took the initiative to get out of the way.

After passing through the narrow passage, I don't know what kind of morning market is in front of me. There are all kinds of shops and vendors. This kind of crowded place makes it easier for people to escape.

He turned around and hid in a corner trash can, took off his purple sweatshirt and threw it in, revealing a white T-shirt. He took out a gray wrinkled peaked cap from the inside and put it on his head.

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

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

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

"Line 7, Elmhurst Station..."

Gu Ji vaguely remembered the location the police called out to the main station when they finally called for help, "Here, it turns out I'm in Queens now."

There is the famous Chinese food district Flushing near Elmhurst Avenue. No wonder there are many Asian faces here.

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

The map route in my mind began to gradually merge with the actual situation.

At this time, the alarm bell sounded in the distance.

Gu Ji lowered the brim of his hat slightly and walked calmly behind the two middle-aged white men with big bellies. The police car just passed by him.

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

Although the work is messy, in times of emergency, it is extremely efficient because it does not require the coordination of multiple departments and is unified and dispatched by the headquarters command center.

Generally speaking, after receiving the call notification of a criminal escaping reported by the first police car, the command center will quickly dispatch more than a dozen nearby police cars based on the location and scale of the crime, from different locations, different directions, different distances, and at the highest

The vehicles were traveling at a high speed, encircling and outflanking them together.

so.

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

He is about to face the second level. He is wanted by the whole city, and the police who arrested him have also been promoted from the New York police to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, that is, the FBI.

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

This kind of live broadcast bombing case is extremely bad in nature and has a huge 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 for handling.

When the time comes, the opponents Gu Ji faces will no longer be as simple as ordinary police officers.

Don’t forget, 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, with various technical investigation methods emerging one after another, even as good as the CIA.

Among them, the Hostage Rescue Team (HRT), which is the Emergency Response Team, is deployed throughout the United States within four hours. It is no joke.

By the time the FBI got serious, police cars, helicopters, and network communication reconnaissance had been deployed, the location was locked, and the HRT was dispatched. Even if Gu Ji had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to get enough bullets.

Individual strength can never compete with the state's violent institutions.

All Gu Ji can do now is to try his best to eliminate the three bombs buried in New York City and the bomb on his neck before the FBI mobilizes its full force.

The time is four hours.

This is not just the national deployment time of HRT.

More importantly, the red countdown for this level was too short, only more than eight hours in total. He had to compress the action time of each round, otherwise even if he died and rolled back, there would not be enough time left to complete the mission.

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

More than ten minutes passed.

Since the screen in the live broadcast room has always been black, the discussion barrage has long been crowded and exploded. The number of people in the live broadcast room has also increased from a thousand people before to more than 2,000, which has doubled again. After all, there are still only a few people watching the live broadcast abroad.

Plus it's morning in America again.

【Why is there no screen?】

【Is Brother Guozi really dead? 】

[The anchor quickly starts the live broadcast! I’m so anxious!]

[Could he have been caught by the police?]

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

[Everyone, please wake up, please. Turning off the live broadcast is obviously more conducive to the anchor's escape. If you keep the screen live broadcast, the police will lock your location in minutes according to the environment! 】

…

Gu Ji is not the anchor, and he has no time to care about the questions raised by friends in the live broadcast room.

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

So he spoke directly:

"I checked the background and couldn't find the bomb tip you mentioned."

【What the fuck? Are you finally alive?】

[This is not Passion Fruit’s voice, is it his assistant?]

【You are cheating! Open the screen quickly!】

[You said cheating got your brain kicked? Are you helping terrorists? 】

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

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

"There is no requirement in your rules that the live broadcast must be on. Stop talking nonsense and tell me what to do next!"

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

Damn it.
To be continued...