Putting on his body armor, Clyde cursed and put on his cleaner's jacket and trousers, picked up the ID tag he had prepared, put on his beard, put on black-rimmed glasses, and stood in front of the mirror and took a look to make sure he was who he was now.
After seeing a huge difference from his look without a beard, he nodded with satisfaction.
Then he checked the bodies and mechanisms that Bian had brought in at midnight last night, and then used a special email address to send his company information in Panama to Nick Reese.
In the end, Clyde stood and thought for a long time before he put down the thought of sending a reminder email to Tobin Foster. This made William, who had been staring at him, a little unhappy, but being so cautious was a normal operation.
Clyde carried the vacuum cleaner with a built-in mechanism, walked out of the warehouse along the tunnel, and drove away in a van.
All the way to the city hall, he parked his car and pushed the cleaning cart. Clyde calmly greeted the city hall security guard whom he had known for a long time, then glanced at the heavily armed special police and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?
Already?"
"There's a meeting above, and the people here today are all heads of departments, so you understand," the security guard whispered carefully.
Two years ago, Clyde registered a cleaning company, and then used an unprofitable quotation to get a cleaning job in the city hall. Although he didn't come often, it was difficult for him to get familiar with the security guards after two years.
Walking to the security check area, Clyde chatted with the security guard about trivial matters, and went through the security check and SWAT search. Then he pushed the cleaning truck into the elevator, went to the fifth floor of the building, and started cleaning room by room.
However, while he was cleaning, he also took out various fried egg parts that he had prepared in various rooms. After ten minutes of cleaning, he arrived at the conference hall on the fifth floor, pushed the door, locked the door, and then quickly installed the various parts. Finally,
Pour six solid petrol bombs into the vacuum cleaner's hose.
In less than five minutes, a simple yet powerful fried egg was assembled.
He looked up at the ceiling of the conference room strangely, as if he could see the heads of all New York departments meeting in the conference room on the sixth floor.
He casually placed the fried eggs under a table, then pushed the cleaning cart out of the conference room, took out a blue plastic bottle, and placed the cleaning cart directly outside the conference room door.
"Beep, beep, beep." Clyde, who was walking to the tool room, listened to the warning sound on his cell phone, reminding him that someone broke into the warehouse tunnel outside the prison wall. Clyde didn't need to think about it to know that it was Nick Reese.
Go to the email you sent and find the warehouse and tunnel,
Thinking of this, Clyde couldn't help but smile. Finally, Nick Reese was not stupid, and his hard-working plan was not in vain.
Silently thinking about the clues he left in the basement and the time it would take to drive from the prison to the city hall, Clyde sped up to the tool room, poured the blue paint into the water tank of the fire sprinkler, and then took it from his pocket.
Create a small mechanism and hide it in the pile of towels placed on the table in the tool room.
After handling it, Clyde muttered obscenely, "Hey, if reporters see all the New York bosses escaping from the city hall in blue in an hour, it will be a good show."
After doing this, Clyde walked to the gate and said to the security guard, "We've run out of detergent. I'll go to the car to get some."
Before the security guard spoke, the person in charge of the special police on the side said, "Wait a minute, that's all your work for today, we'll do the rest tomorrow."
"Of course I have no problem if I can get off work early," Clyde nodded with a smile on his face, "but man, you can't deduct my salary because of this."
"Don't worry, there are so many people here to testify for you, I guarantee that your boss will not deduct your salary," the SWAT leader said perfunctorily.
"Haha, that's the best," Clyde said, pretending to be happy, "I get off work at this time, and maybe I can catch the football game when I get home. Bye, everyone."
Walking out of the main hall of New York City, he opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, quietly waiting for Nick to arrive, thinking about all the details of his escape at the same time.
Originally, Clyde's plan was to kill all the colleagues around Nick Reese. On the one hand, it was indeed revenge, and on the other hand, it was to arouse Nick's hatred for Clyde.
As long as Nick watches his colleagues and bosses die one by one, after discovering a petrol bomb that can blow up an entire floor in the city hall, he will definitely think that Clyde has gone completely crazy.
Out of fear and hatred, as well as concern for the safety of himself and his loved ones, Nickris would definitely take the petrol bomb prepared by Clyde back to the solitary room and let Clyde blow himself up.
And once this happens, the corpse that Clyde prepared in the basement under the solitary room will be useful. Once the gasoline bomb explodes, not to mention the corpse, even the steel will melt, so that Clyde can be invisible.
Feeling disappears.
However, the plan was good, but a spoiler named William appeared. An explosive detector made Clyde's plan to kill Nick's colleagues come to nothing, so Clyde is not sure whether Nick Reese will follow his plan.
steps to follow.
Fortunately, Clyde had a backup plan, he was going to force Nick to kill him.
He took out a mobile phone that he had never used before, installed a new mobile phone sim card, and sent a text message to a number, "Help me kill Nick Reese's assistant Sarah Lowell and the forensic doctor who committed perjury ten years ago."
It took nearly two minutes for Clyde to receive a reply, "OK". After more than ten seconds, another text message came, "Clyde, are you sure you know what you are doing?"
After reading this text message, Clyde grinned and typed on his phone with both hands, "Don't worry, as long as you help me get rid of Sarah Lowell and the forensic doctor, my revenge will be complete.
So, you don’t have to worry that I will be crazy enough to actually kill all the heads of departments in New York. Instead of letting dozens or hundreds of families lose their loved ones,
It is better to make these high-ranking people so embarrassed that they have no shame to go out. The power of dealing with scandals is more effective than panic, and the influence will be greater."
"Okay, as long as you're not crazy, we'll see you in Cape Town, South Africa after this is over."
"OK", putting the phone in his pocket, Clyde happily thought that after the matter was over, he would have to go through plastic surgery first, go to those small countries to get a formal identity, and then spend money to immigrate. After a few years, with a new identity, he would be able to
Appearing swaggeringly in the sunshine.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, when Nick finally arrived at the city hall with two bailiffs, Clyde turned the car key, drove the car, put on the earphones connected to the monitor in the egg carton, and planned to leave.
Unfortunately, he was very good at calculating, but he didn't realize that he was being targeted by a car as soon as he drove out of the vicinity of the prison.
When he got out of the car at the city hall and walked across the street, the person sitting in the passenger seat of the car following him was observing him with binoculars.
After Clyde entered the city hall, the man in the passenger seat put down the binoculars and said, "That's him."