Yu Jiang calmly glanced at the Westerners with their faces covered and carrying guns at the front of the bus, and said in straight American English: "I want to call the police. Someone is hijacking the car. The vehicle is traveling from north to south on Lomasney.
On the way, the expected destination is the government center."
His tone was so calm that the operator was stunned: "I'm sorry, your life is threatened now, isn't it?"
"Yeah." Yu Jiang emphasized again, "The three gangsters are equipped with a Belgian FN F2000, an FN FNC, and three pistols, the model is unknown."
The more than 20 passengers on the entire bus were trembling under the threat of the gangsters and did not dare to speak. Only the teenage girl sitting in the last row by the window noticed Yu Jiang's behavior.
She had short chestnut hair and a cold expression. She was just staring out the window in a daze, but after hearing Yu Jiang's low voice calling the police, she gave him a cryptic look.
However, her invisible sight attracted the attention of the robber.
"Please wait patiently, we will dispatch the police immediately..."
While the operator was talking, one of the gangsters suddenly walked up to Yu Jiang and slapped the flip phone out of his hand.
The phone fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
"Beep beep..." A busy tone came from the receiver.
"Boy, you're deaf, didn't you hear what we said to hand over all electronic equipment!" The robber fiercely pressed the muzzle of his gun to Yu Jiang's forehead and threatened, "How dare you call the police? Do you really want to die?
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The old woman sitting next to her was startled. She closed her eyes in a hurry and her hand holding the cane was trembling.
Seeing this, Yu Jiang frowned. He leaned down expressionlessly, and picked up the phone with a broken screen as if no one was watching at the gunpoint of the robber.
Then he glanced at the robber lightly: "My mobile phone is very expensive, you need to pay five thousand US dollars."
The robber almost laughed out loud when he heard this. His face twisted together ferociously, and his eyes revealed a fierce look: "How dare you ask me to pay for my phone? I think you really need a lesson!"
After saying that, the robber punched Yu Jiang in the abdomen, causing him to almost suffocate with pain. Yu Jiang gritted his teeth to suppress his cry of pain and did not make any sound.
"Hmph, I thought you were so powerful, but you turned out to be just a loser!" The robber grabbed Yu Jiang's collar and dragged him to the front of the bus.
Miyano Shiho clenched his fists and wanted to speak to stop him, but he was still hesitant.
She is only thirteen years old and has never practiced fighting skills. She is definitely no match for those gangsters.
The robber who seemed to be in a leadership position among the three frowned and stopped him: "That's enough, don't let him affect our...!!!"
No one understood what happened. They only saw the three robbers falling down one after another within a few seconds after the leader spoke. Their faces were red, their limbs were weak, and their whole bodies were convulsing.
"What, what's wrong?" the passenger sitting in the first row asked tremblingly.
Yu Jiang got up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, holding on to the back of the seat to steady himself.
"Maybe it was a sudden epileptic seizure." He said to the driver who was at a loss. "You can pull over now. The police will arrive soon."
"Okay." The driver subconsciously followed the young Asian's suggestion.
Seeing this, Miyano Shiho closed her eyes gently, and then she realized that her palms were completely soaked with sweat.
Just as Yu Jiang said, shortly after the bus stopped by the roadside, a police car with its siren sounding arrived, followed closely by an ambulance from the nearby Massachusetts General Hospital.
Because the caller claimed that the robbers were armed with heavy weapons, these heavily armed police officers were a little overly cautious. Wearing bulletproof vests and holding transparent shields, they slowly approached the slightly calm bus.
The police were about to launch an attack when they saw that the front door of the bus was open and all the passengers inside were sitting safely on their seats. The only person who looked not in good condition turned out to be the robber who fell on the floor??<
/p>
Each of these policemen looked at each other, and they were all extremely shocked by the scene in front of them.
The medical staff quickly carried away the three robbers on stretchers. They also conducted the most basic checks on the passengers, and finally found that no one of the 27 passengers was injured except an Asian young man who seemed to have fought bravely with the robbers.<
/p>
This can really be regarded as a miracle in the history of American terrorism prevention.
"Shall I give you a simple treatment of the bruise?" The older nurse sister felt sorry for the young man, so she said enthusiastically while holding an ice pack.
However, Yu Jiang rejected her kindness.
He stood on the roadside and looked at his watch a little impatiently.
Gee, it’s so slow, Belmode.
Miyano Shiho looked at his back, hesitated for a few seconds, and then walked over.
"Did you do it?"
The thirteen-year-old girl's voice is a little immature, but has a coldness that does not suit her age.
Yu Jiang had already heard the footsteps of the person approaching, but he was too lazy to pay attention.
Miyano Shiho didn't care either. She stood next to Yu Jiang and said calmly: "Those robbers are poisoned at first glance. Although I didn't see your movements clearly and don't know how you did it, at that time
The only person who can attack them all at the same time is you."
Yu Jiang took out Fang's shattered mobile phone, clicked on the keyboard, and sent an email to an irresponsible old woman.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Miyano Shiho looked a little complicated: "If we tell the doctors the name of the toxin now and use symptomatic drugs in time, they may not die."
Poisoning of unknown causes is a very troublesome problem for doctors, because different types of toxins require different relief drugs. If the cause cannot be identified in time, many patients will even die from minor poisoning. p>
Hearing this, Yu Jiang finally turned part of his attention to Miyano Shiho, but his expression was very indifferent, as if three human lives were nothing more than ants in his eyes.
"Why should I save them?" Yu Jiang asked, "They have installed a bomb in the car and it will explode once they reach the government center."
Miyano Shiho was speechless for a moment.
But this is murder. No matter what the purpose is, murder is absolutely not allowed!
Miyano Shiho refuted it in her heart, but after meeting Yu Jiang's pure and indifferent eyes, she found that she could not say anything.
Who does she have to accuse him of murder?
After all, she herself is a sharp blade forged by the organization, and many people will definitely die directly or indirectly because of her in the future.
With a "ding" sound, the email reply from Bellmode arrived.
[Dear Xiao Yujiang, I have arrived at the West End Museum, come and find me.——Vermouth]
Yu Jiang twitched his lips and closed his phone.
Miyano Shiho knew he was leaving, but she didn't stop him, but her expression was tainted with a little loss and self-deprecation.
The red light at the intersection turned into green, and Yu Jiang moved forward.
However, the moment he passed by Miyano Shiho, Ikue's cold voice suddenly sounded in Miyano Shiho's ears: "Let them check for tubeocurarine."
The young man's voice was flat and low, like the evening breeze of spring blowing into Miyano Shiho's heart, making her think for a moment that there was an illusion.