Chapter 535 The killer loves the rooftop more than the undercover
At night, the brightly lit international terminal.
As the third largest airport in Australia and Australia after Sydney and Melbourne, the daily busyness of Brisbane Airport does not need to be elaborated too much. However, it is such a modern transportation link. The next year, that is, in 2014, it was honored to become a
The existence of one of the airports guaranteed by the Tu-Macao G20 Summit has now almost spiraled out of control.
The reason why I say almost is because the urban security situation tonight is not very peaceful. It is precisely because of this that the manpower plan prepared by the airport in advance came in handy.
After leaning a little, the chaos in the terminal gradually subsided. Passengers carrying suitcases still looked flustered, but at least they listened to the airport announcement and stayed where they were. There were even curious ones who came back to their senses.
Looking around eagerly.
Of course, in this case, it is impossible to travel smoothly. The flight schedules scrolling on the lobby display screen are clearly marked with out-of-service status behind each one.
A group of people took the escalator up from the first floor. There were heavily armed special service teams in front and behind. In the middle was a middle-aged bald man who kept talking. Next to him were several fellow travelers wearing suits and holding walkie-talkies. They should be airport security personnel.
of competent leadership.
"...are you sure there are no hostages in the other party's hands? Very good! Stop all elevators, arrange for manpower to guard the terminal, and ensure the safety of passengers before evacuating... What is the situation?"
When I was looking for a place to look, I saw several uniformed airport police officers standing in a half circle next to the vending machine, forming a human wall to block outside prying eyes. Several medical staff were having a heated debate inside, and seemed to be discussing treatment options.
"An Asian tourist is also a relevant witness. Before the accident, he had brief contact with the suspect and received a punch. The specific reason will be asked after he wakes up..."
The man in a suit who introduced the situation gradually spoke in a low tone, and watched blankly as the male nurse temporarily found a square blanket, and with the help of his companions, unfolded it... What this means is naturally self-evident.
The middle-aged, bald supervisor turned his head: "Are you sure you just got punched?"
"Well, it looks like this from the surveillance video..."
"Go ask and handle this matter. Also, can anyone tell me where the suspect is currently?"
"I don't know. I haven't received an accurate report yet. Six minutes ago, he escaped into the airport staff internal passage on the south side and should still be inside now."
"Then completely seal off the entire area in the south! Tell the guys who are chasing him not to act heroic, and don't easily anger the opponent. Advance step by step, guard all entrances and exits, and compress his escape space. A dedicated anti-terrorism team will take over later...
By the way, where is the Asian who called the police in advance? Find him, and my intuition tells me that there is something wrong here."
"Director, the Secret Intelligence Service called to inquire..."
"Tell those bastards to get lost! It's not their turn to intervene now!" The middle-aged bald man's attitude was extremely tough. The person who asked the question shrugged indifferently and took a few steps back to answer the phone. Of course, his tone of voice would be tactful.
Many...a little incident, nothing to do with it,
"Is the bomb disposal team in place? They are here, let them start working directly, starting from the waiting area! Where is the negotiator? He is still on the way... give him a call, I will give him six minutes, if not, I guarantee that he will
Will lose this job forever!”
"It's...what?"
"Wait a moment!"
Almost at the same time, the two attendants stepped forward and spoke together. They looked at each other in confusion. The man in a suit on the left took off his headset and reported first: "Two guys were knocked unconscious, but the weapons on them were not lost."
"Very good, it seems that he doesn't want to make things big. There is indeed a problem here!" The middle-aged balding manager nodded thoughtfully, then looked at another man in a suit, who frowned upon hearing this and spread his hands in confusion.
, "But, he has an accomplice!"
"Walt?!" Individual crime and organized gang crime are obviously two completely different categories. The latter is undoubtedly more serious and uncontrollable.
"Just now, in the administrative office area to the east, a cleaner was knocked unconscious. The cleaner was trying to change clothes in the bathroom, but he was accidentally hit in the middle..."
"catch him!"
"We are being hunted. It's not a big problem. We are already surrounded..."
At this point, his tone suddenly stopped. The man in the suit subconsciously raised his hand to hold the communication headset, as if he heard something incredible from it, and his face was dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.
The intercom is already buzzing with noise,
"He's here, he's here...I, I, I...oh my God! God..."
The sound of exclamations, warning shouts, cracking tiles and even the collapse of walls merged into one, and finally a loud bang drowned out all the noise.
"Report, report, the target smashed it with his bare hands... broke a wall! My line of sight was blocked and I couldn't see him..."
In an instant, countless question marks were raised above the heads of several people in the field. I have heard of a dog jumping over a wall in a hurry, but who has ever heard of tearing down a wall with bare hands?
The middle-aged, bald supervisor grabbed the walkie-talkie and couldn't help shouting: "Did you take too much? Are you kidding me!"
"Really! I'm willing to swear on my girlfriend Joey! I watched him smash the wall with his fist and rush into the passage outside..."
"Paul, what are you talking about? Isn't Joy the wife of Captain Andy? When did she become your girlfriend? Uh..."
"...Slip of the tongue! No, I'm talking about another Joey. Really, captain, believe me!"
"H-ho-Paul, where are you now...I'll kill your whole family!!!"
…
Ahem, let’s forget about the details. At least, it can be heard that the airport police officer who reported the report was indeed very excited, which also proves the authenticity of the news from the side.
The middle-aged, bald supervisor put down the walkie-talkie and turned to look at the armed professionals beside him. The special service captain was wearing a helmet and could not see his facial expressions. He hesitated, nodded first, and then shook his head.
"People with special physiques can indeed do it after training, and some heavyweight boxers can do it. But it is usually a relatively thin wall in the room, connected to the passage, it should be a load-bearing outer wall... I need to see the scene to make a decision
Make accurate judgments.”
"Okay, it's really possible to do it. This world is really crazy." The middle-aged balding manager muttered to himself, and then shook his head, "Anyway, there are no explosions, no hostages, and the situation is still under control.
.We still have time..."
It seemed like he was following his words, but also like being slapped in the face in public. In short, before he finished speaking, the lights in the hall above his head suddenly flashed a few times, and then, it suddenly went dark, and countless piercing screams sounded.
"ah--"
"power cut?"
"How can it be!"
"Don't move! Everyone, don't move!"
The heavily armed SWAT team reacted very quickly. They immediately protected several supervisors behind them and shouted to the passengers in the lobby in an attempt to stabilize the situation.
The effect is pretty good.
Mainly because the power outage only affected the second-floor lobby of the terminal and some southern areas. The other areas were still brightly lit and were not completely dark. After about ten seconds, the light returned to the eyes.
Obviously, this is an airport backup power emergency start.
At this time, the man in a suit who had reported earlier received the news and hurriedly relayed: "It was the suspect. He smashed the electrical cabinet in South C District with a fire extinguisher and took the opportunity to escape. Now he has completely lost his whereabouts."
"Find him!" the middle-aged, balding supervisor, with a livid face, shouted an order, "Even if I turn the entire airport upside down, I have to find him!"
"yes!"
…
In fact, if the orders of the middle-aged balding supervisor are implemented to the letter, such as turning the entire airport upside down, then someone can really be found. On the contrary, the hope is not very high. Because——
With a bang, at the maintenance port on the south side of the terminal roof, a valve made of pure steel and the size of a sewer manhole cover was lifted from the inside, and a figure climbed onto the roof of the rooftop.
The night wind blows, and the hems of clothes are fluttering. Looking up, you see a large, flat and spacious flight area in front of you. There are several runways and taxiways, and more than ten civil aviation aircraft of various types are scattered scattered on the taxiways. There are countless signal lights around the site, shrouded in the night.
The sky below is blurry and twinkling, like the bright Milky Way filled with stars above.
Ignoring admiring the spectacular scenery in front of me, I turned around and gently closed the door. Needless to say, this figure is naturally our Tang Dynasty children's shoes.
The power outage was just a cover. It seemed like a desperate move, but it was actually a deliberate and intentional plan.
The purpose is to sneak up to the roof of the rooftop, which is also one of the few ways out at the moment.
Well, compared to undercover agents, killers prefer rooftops. Whether they are attacking or retreating.
By the way, this was not a last-minute response. After all, when Tang Chao entered the airport before, he was not sure that he could successfully buy a ticket. If he could not, or something changed midway, he would naturally have to find a way to retreat early.
Facts have proved that more planning is still useful.
Of course, it is also because I am really not familiar with Brisbane and have never been to this airport in my previous life. If it were replaced by one of the important city airports in Europe and the United States, not only would it be easy to get in and out, at least it would not be as crowded as it is now.
Jump around.
Shaking his head, he silently reviewed the airport distribution map he had found before in his mind, and walked towards the north transfer area - you can go in any direction. As long as you temporarily get rid of tracking and find a place to redo your disguise, you can basically succeed.
Escape - Go to the transit area just because there are many passengers there and the chaos has not yet affected it. However,
After walking a few steps, there was a sudden vibration in my arms. I kept walking and took out my mobile phone. A series of familiar numbers were displayed on the screen. It was the phone number of the tavern where I had contacted Hitami Hitoshi before.
The news is quite good... He curled his lips, thought for a while, and picked it up. Just as he put it to his ear, Hitami Hitoshi's urgent voice came,
"Private Marseille! I'm so sorry, Mr. Ghost..."
"You don't have to apologize to me." Tang Chao interrupted directly and said calmly, "You are not the one who did the wrong thing, right?"
"Um, I..."
"Listen to what I have to say." He interrupted again, "The previous agreement is invalid. Also, please help spread the word - anyone can start a fight at any time. But when it ends, I have the final say!"
After finishing the conversation, I simply hung up, took out the SIM card, folded it and threw it away.
Who doesn't have a temper... Thinking about it in a boring way, the next moment, Tang Chao suddenly stopped at his feet and turned around with a frown.
It's not that I regret it, of course there's no point regretting it, after all, the phone card has been broken.
Instead, as far as the eye can see, more than ten steps away, at the edge of the east rooftop, a hand suddenly pokes out from below——
I have to say that this scene was quite scary at night.
Not only because of the sudden appearance of the palm, but also because Tang Chao knew that under the roof of the rooftop, except for some suspended steel structures used for support, there was basically no place to stay... Can this be climbed up?
It really works!
As soon as he saw five fingers like hooks, firmly clasping the cement wall, and then another palm, groaning and exhaling, a tall and burly figure rolled up neatly.