"We are asked to go to the stadium to watch the New York team's game." Opening the envelope Simon said, John McClain was a little speechless about the request inside. What should he do at the stadium at this time?
"Let's go, we have no choice." Dis shrugged and said.
"Okay!" John McClain nodded, reluctantly picked up the box, and the two of them walked outside the park.
"Where is the nearest station here? It's too far to go to the stadium if we walk close by." John McClain asked as he climbed out of the park fence and looked at the flow of people on the road.
"It should be there. What are those kids doing? They are robbing the store." Just as Dis was about to say that the station should be on the right, he saw a group of children grabbing snacks from the store and riding bicycles. Because the speed was too fast, he was angry. The shop owner was yelling at me from behind.
"Hey, kid, it's not cost-effective to go to the reformatory for a few bags of snacks." Seeing the kid snatching things, John McClain, a police officer, stepped forward to stop the kid and reprimand him.
"The reformatory, there are no police around here, how could they arrest me?" The child shrugged, pointing around and said, "You can rob whatever you want, even if you rob the city hall."
“It’s okay to rob the city government!”
The child's words made John McClain break out in a cold sweat. The sharp feeling made him realize that something was wrong. Simon's game might be fake and the purpose was to distract the police around Wall Street.
He wants to rob Wall Street, but what does Wall Street have?
John McClain reacted and rushed to the subway station on the child's bicycle. Dis followed closely, also riding the bicycle snatched from the child.
"Fake, what are you driving so fast, are you going to hit someone?" Because he was riding too fast, John McClain was almost hit by a truck that was moving away, and he yelled angrily.
"John McClain, why are we going back to the subway station?" asked Dis, who was following behind, looking at the subway station not far away.
"Des, I have a question to ask." John McClain stood on the street and looked up and around, looking at the tall buildings and said, "What do you think is here on Wall Street?"
"What's there? This is the busiest street in New York. There are so many things, including financial companies, securities companies, and banks." Dis said.
"bank!"
John McClain's eyes happened to catch sight of the Federal Reserve Bank sign and he fell silent.
"Dis, please wait here, I have something to confirm."
John McLean subconsciously walked towards the bank.
"John McClain is here." The robber, who was wearing a police uniform and responsible for surveillance, saw John McClain suddenly appearing outside the bank and immediately reported to Simon.
"Oh, what a pity. It seems they realized something was wrong. I wanted them to go to the gym." I heard John McClain appear outside the bank, still approaching.
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Simon, who was sitting on the big truck filled with gold, shook his head, "I don't want to play anymore. Killing him will be considered as revenge for my brother."
"clear!"
The robber who called to report nodded and asked his men to prepare to kill John McClain in the bank.
"I'm a New York cop, John McClane!"
John McClain walked into the bank lobby and gestured with his police badge.
"Police, you don't look like a policeman or a beggar." Looking at John McClain's tattered clothes, the robber shook his head, somewhat disbelieving what he said.
"There were a lot of accidents today, so." John McClain also knew that his dress was indecent, "but, I am indeed a police officer."
"Okay, officer, what can I do for you?" the robber asked.
"I want to ask, did anything unexpected happen today?" John McClain asked.
"An unexpected thing." The robber shrugged and shook his head. "Except for the explosion two hours ago, everything else is normal."
"Everything is normal, so may I ask, has anything strange happened in the past hour?" John McClain continued to ask.
"No!"
The robber shook his head, pointed outside and said, "There are police outside. What strange things can happen? The only strange thing is that a policeman who looks like a beggar comes."
"I'm not a beggar." John McClain, who had been suffering for a long time, became angry when he heard the other party laughing at him.
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to offend." Seeing John McClain's anger, the robber smiled and waved his hands, "Just kidding, Mr. Officer, we are going to inspect the vault.
If you are worried, you can go there together to see if anything has happened and whether you want to go there. "
"Of course I want to go." John McClain nodded. He was about to go to the vault to confirm his guess. When he saw the other party's invitation, he agreed.
"Something is wrong!"
Entering the elevator of the vault, four robbers dressed as police officers stood casually around the elevator, surrounding John McClain. This made John McClain feel a little abnormal.
I also saw the police badge number 6991 on one of the robbers.
This is the alarm number of my colleague. He has been buying Mark Six lottery tickets for ten years and has always bought this number. Why did his alarm number belong to someone else?
"What numbers did the Mark Six lottery draw last night? Does anyone here buy Mark Six lottery tickets? My wife asks me to buy two Mark Six lottery tickets every week." Seeing the four people shaking their heads, John McClain understood that they were not police officers, but robbers. .
He fell into a trap and was tricked by Simon. His goal was the gold in the reserve bank, not the school.
"Bang bang bang!"
Gunfire rang out in the elevator.
John McClane is indeed a haloed protagonist.
Surrounded by four robbers, he still killed them all despite their premeditated plans.
"This, this is?"
John McLean staggered into the vault and saw that it was empty. The legendary mountains of gold were gone, leaving only broken iron cages, abandoned forklifts and rickety shelves.
"Whoever, raise your hands."
Hearing someone coming outside, John McClain raised his gun.
"Don't shoot, it's me, it's me!"
Dis heard the noise in the subway station and walked down curiously. He happened to see John McClain coming out of the big hole holding a pistol. He quickly raised his hand and shouted.
"Des, it's you, you almost gave me a heart attack." Seeing that it was Diss, John McClain breathed a sigh of relief and put away his gun.
"John, what's going on here, where have people gone?" Dis asked, looking at the messy subway station.
"We fell into a trap. Simon said it was not for revenge, but to rob, rob here." John McClain pointed to the vault with a big hole in it and said.
"Robbery, what did they take away?" Dis asked after entering the vault.
snatched away what was at your feet. "
Because there was too much gold and too little time, it was impossible for Simon and others to transport all the gold away. A few pieces of gold were left on the ground and slipped through the net.
"Gold, my God, John, you mean they robbed a vault." Lifting the gold on the ground was very heavy, at least twenty-five kilograms, and it was difficult for a big man like Dis to wrap it up.
"This thing is too heavy. How are they going to transport it? They need transportation."
"Heavy-duty truck, Dis, do you remember the heavy-duty truck that almost killed us?" John McClain understood when he thought of the heavy-duty truck he encountered when he came here.
Shouting Dis, he came out of the subway station, found a car on the side of the road, and pursued the truck in the direction it left.
Also call the director.
"Director, I'm John McClain!"
"John, where are you? Why can't I find you?" The director was directing people to search for bombs when he received a call from John McClain and asked urgently.
"Did you find the bomb and the code?"
"Director, we have fallen into a trap. This is not revenge but robbery. Simon and the others opened the Federal Savings Bank's vault and took away all the gold inside." John McClain shouted.
"Gold, take away the gold from the Federal Reserve Bank. Simon, are you drunk?" John McClain's words made the director confused. He didn't understand how the bomb search was transferred to gold.
"I didn't drink after I woke up in the morning. Director, you have to believe me. Simon took advantage of the fact that the subway station was close to the Federal Reserve Bank's vault and used a shield machine to penetrate the vault and stole the gold inside.
If you don't believe it, you can send someone to the Reserve Bank to take a look. All the gold in it is missing. exclaimed John McClane.
"I am currently tracking the Dump King's convoy on Roosevelt Road. There is gold in the car, and it is about to reach the bridge. Please send a helicopter over as soon as possible."
"Send a helicopter, John, do you know that now all the personnel are scattered to find school bombs, and there is no way to send personnel to chase the Dump King convoy you mentioned."
The director loudly responded, "And if you go to the self-unloading king, what about the bomb? It's a school with thousands of students and teachers. Neither you nor I can afford it if it explodes."
"Who is the 21st president? This is a riddle given by Simon. You want us, hey, hey, hey?" Maybe it was bad luck. The phone John McClane grabbed was broken again. He was so angry that he threw it out of the window and broke it into pieces. .
"Director, what should I do?"
"Immediately block all bridges on 59th Street and look for the Dump King's convoy. John McClain said that the Dump King's convoy is on Roosevelt Road and is filled with gold. Go look for it immediately."
Although I thought John McClain's words were a bit unbelievable, and the bank's vault was not stolen casually, but after so many things happened, the director chose to believe John McClane.
"How, have you found the bomb?" The director asked after entering the school and looking at Charlie who was looking for the bomb.
"Director, this place is too big, give me a week." In response to the director's order, Charlie spread his hands and said it would take a week.
"You don't have a week, you only have five minutes. I'm going to No. 86 Street right away." The director shook his head, indicating that he was leaving immediately.
"Director, what happened?" The inspector of the heavy duty team came over and asked.
"John McClain reported that Simon robbed the Federal Reserve Bank's gold. That was the area where the subway station exploded. I'm worried and have to go there."
At the same time, on the Mercedes-Benz dump king.
Simon is on the phone.
Because people at the stadium asked if they wanted to evacuate.
Simon thought for a moment and dialed the phone number of the person staying at the bank to ask if anyone had killed John McClain.
Unfortunately, dead people don't answer the phone.
After calling for a long time and getting no response, Simon hung up the phone, thought for a while and dialed the number of the radio station.
"Hello, this is Free Broadcasting. You are connected. Do you have any questions?" The host said politely after answering the call.
"First of all, I want to congratulate you on your wonderful show. I really enjoy listening to your show." Simon complimented.
"Thank you for the compliment, what do you want to talk about?" The host was very happy to hear the compliment.
"Do you know the reason why the police are running around today?" Simon said indifferently, "I have a friend who is a policeman. He told me that terrorists planted a bomb in a school in New York.
Since they didn't know which school the bomb was in, they could only search every school like a mad cow. "
"Sir, are your words true?" the host asked stammeringly. He knew that he had posted a super big news, and today's listening ratings would definitely reach the top.
"Of course it's true, otherwise why would the police be running around like headless flies today." Simon continued: "My cousin told me the news because he couldn't stand it.
The families of those high-ranking officials and wealthy people have secretly evacuated the school. Only the families of ordinary citizens like you and me are left in the school, and they might be bombed at some point.
As a conscientious person, I cannot stand this injustice, so I called you.
Also, my cousin said that the bomb was carried out by the same group of people who bombed the department store and the Wall Street subway bomb in the morning, but the bomb in the school was huge, dozens or even a hundred times larger than the previous two.
It’s different from the 21st century.
In the 1980s, radio and television were the main entertainment programs for people. Many people listened to radio and it was everywhere in the streets and alleys.
Many people heard Simon's words, and after knowing that there was a bomb in the school, people suddenly became confused.
"I'm going to pick up my daughter."
"I'm going to pick up my son."
"I'm going……"
New York is the largest city in the United States, with a population of tens of millions. There are 1,500 middle schools alone, not counting elementary schools and universities.
The reason why the director and others concealed the information and chose to search for bombs secretly was because they did not want to cause riots, because teachers and students in thousands of schools are related to millions of people.
Although only one school had a bomb.
But no one can be sure whether the school where their loved ones are attending is in danger.
The unknown is the scariest thing.
After knowing that their location might be in danger, the whole city exploded, and people rushed to the school to pick up their children or relatives.
They couldn't believe this.
Because the police reacted really unusually today, running around from school to school. Originally they thought they were arresting bad guys in department stores and subway stations, but to their surprise, it turned out to be because...
In short, New York was in chaos and turned into a mess in just ten minutes.
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