Urban Black Technology Boss

"You..." Song Qingwan originally drank a lot of wine, but now she was sobered up by the fright, "Are you really from the future?"

Tang Long nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, remember to keep this secret for me."

Song Qingwan's eyes towards Tang Long also changed at this moment, and she slowly began to accept this extremely absurd reality.

In the next second, she began to diverge her thinking, brainstorming the plot of a superhero traveling through time and space to save the world.

No way, there are too many similar movies this year.

If it wasn't for these goals, why did Tang Long go back to the present with all his efforts? Could it be that he came to drink and chat with her?

Song Qingwan didn't think she had such a great charm.

"By the way, what did you come back from the future to save the world?" Song Qingwan stared at Tang Long with stars in her eyes, and asked.

Tang Long was stunned for a moment. His mission in this time and space was to find pieces of the cosmic Rubik's Cube. He didn't think about saving the world. At most, he just saved Song Qingwan.

But looking at Song Qingwan's expression of admiration, he couldn't say such words.

Tang Long's thoughts turned, and he said seriously: "Well, in less than 9 minutes, there will be a big explosion in the bar, and everyone who stays here will die."

"Really?" Song Qingwan asked in shock.

You must know that the bar is full of people now, if there is a big explosion, dozens of people will die at once.

Such a big explosion should be regarded as a very serious terrorist attack, and such a thing has not happened in Boston for a long time.

Tang Long glanced at the time on the watch again, and urged: "There are still 8 minutes, believe it or not, I have to leave immediately."

Before Song Qingwan could reply, he raised his foot and started walking towards the door.

"No, I believe you." Song Qingwan shook her head quickly.

Seeing that Tang Long was about to leave, she became anxious, reached out and grabbed Tang Long's arm, and said softly, "Wait a minute, I'm leaving with you, what about the others?"

Song Qingwan looked anxiously at the other people in the bar.

Tang Long looked back at Song Qingwan, and said calmly, "Do you think others will believe what I say?"

Song Qingwan remained silent.

Even though he is also Chinese, Tang Long tried his best to make himself believe him, why should others believe him.

Tang Long thought for a while, and said, "I'll find an excuse to ask your classmate to leave. After you get out, you can call 911 to call the police. It's fate for others to believe it or not."

Song Qingwan nodded, this might be the only way.

She took Tang Long back to the table where her classmates were, and introduced with a smile: "This is Tang Long, who is also from Huaguo."

Tang Long greeted Shirley and Louise, and took the initiative to say: "Why are you guys at the scene, but why don't you go outside to watch the marathon, but sit inside and watch TV instead?"

Hearing what he said, Louise and Shirley thought it made sense. Song Qingwan also suggested going out to watch the scene. The four of them reached a consensus and paid the bill to leave Balchik Bar.

Walking out of the gate of Balchik Bar, Tang Long looked down at his watch. It was 2:04 pm local time, only 6 minutes before the bomb exploded.

Knowing that there is also a bomb near the finish line going west, he will not go west this time.

"The First Legion will arrive at Bolston Street soon, let's go over there and have a look." Time was running out, Tang Long casually said a reason, and strode east.

Song Qingwan pulled Shirley and Louise to follow closely, and only let go of their hands after walking more than 50 meters away.

She was two steps behind on purpose, took out her mobile phone and was about to call 911, when Tang Long leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't use your own mobile phone to make calls, you go first, I'll use the public phone next to it to avoid any trouble afterwards .”

Song Qingwan suddenly came to her senses, put away her phone and left quickly.

Regardless of whether there is a real terrorist attack or not, she cannot use her mobile phone to call the police.

For such a serious terrorist attack, the subsequent investigation must be very strict. If she was found, she would have no way of explaining the reason for calling the police.

Tang Long went straight to the public phone booth on the street, watched Song Qingwan and others go away, and then directly dialed 911.

"This is the 911 reporting line, what is your emergency?"

Tang Long pretended to be out of breath and said in English: "I am a tourist. I heard someone say that a remote-controlled bomb has been planted on Boylston Street. Please send someone to deal with it immediately!"

"Sir, please calm down, are you sure that someone planted a bomb?" The operator's heart tightened and he asked.

"Yes, it's on Boylston Street, the street where the finish line of the marathon is. I suspect there may be more than one bomb here. Please evacuate the nearby crowd immediately."

Tang Long only remembered two explosions. In order not to be suspected by the police, he did not reveal the exact location of the explosions.

Anyway, the area affected by the two explosions is very large, even if half of the street is evacuated, it is not an exaggeration.

"Sir, please don't hang up the phone. We will send the police over there immediately. Please assist the police in the investigation." The operator understood the seriousness of the situation and wanted to ensure that what the caller said was true.

Of course Tang Long would not agree to stay at the scene, he quickly replied: "I have to go, this place is too dangerous, you must believe what I say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone and strode after Song Qingwan's back in the distance.

Seeing Tang Long catching up, Song Qingwan asked in Chinese, "How is it? Did you make a call?"

Tang Long nodded: "Well, I have done everything that should be done. If they don't believe me, there is nothing I can do."

Song Qingwan looked back at Balchik's Bar, feeling a bit unbearable and said, "Maybe I should try to call Paul, so maybe the people in the bar can be evacuated in advance."

She has lived in the United States for more than half a year, and has become acquainted with many people in the Balchik Bar.

Tang Long understands her thoughts. Many Chinese who come to live in the United States will be assimilated by the culture here, and will habitually worry about the safety of strangers around them.

I don't know if he has no feelings for the Americans, or because he is affected by the memory of the original owner of the world in "John Wick", he doesn't care about the life and death of the strangers around him.

If it weren't for Song Qingwan's request, he wouldn't even have called the police.

You must know that after the explosion, the US police will definitely investigate him, the person who called the police.

For Tang Long, the most important thing now is to find the pieces of the Rubik's Cube and complete this mission.

At this time, an electronic voice suddenly came from my mind:
"The system detected that the distance between the host and the pieces of the Rubik's Cube is less than 100 meters, please pay attention to the host!"

Ok?
The pieces of the Rubik's Cube are on this street?

Tang Long hastily raised his left wrist and pressed the switch, revealing the LCD screen under the dial.

On the screen, a yellow dot flashed not far from him, and it kept moving forward.

Looking at the direction the yellow dot is moving, it is heading east to Boylston Street.

Damn!

That's where the bomb went off!
Although the person holding the Rubik's Cube fragments is no more than 100 meters away from Tang Long, the streets are crowded with people, where can I find this person? !

Not to mention that the bomb was about to go off, he simply didn't have time to approach and find this person.

Now how to do?
Should I turn back and look for this person, or should I get off the street as soon as possible?
He knew that once the bomb went off, the police would cordon off the blast site and he would never have a chance to find the man again.

?For a moment, Tang Long was caught in a dilemma.