The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

"what's the message?!"

All the high-level people in the monitoring room stood up suddenly, their breathing a little short.

Yan Jun also subconsciously twitched his eyelids, and his heart was extremely nervous, expecting the people from this believer organization to send a message to agree to exchange hostages after seeing the request made by his live broadcast room.

He Liang is dead.

He had to find a way to keep his family no matter what.

"It's a set of latitude and longitude numbers."

The staff truthfully reported the report: "It has been verified, and it is in a suburb in the southeast of our Jiangcheng City."

"Only numbers?"

"Well, only the latitude and longitude coordinates!" The staff member nodded.

The words fall.

Everyone looked at each other and frowned.

Should not be!

If this insane organization agrees to exchange hostages, it will definitely send the time, location and specific requirements. Why is there only the location?
Will there be fraud in this?

"Bureau Sun! I'll take those four guys there!"

Yan Jun got up decisively and said something in a cold voice.

He was about to leave, but was stopped by Bureau Sun: "Yan Jun, wait a minute, the members of this organization are crazy and can do anything, I suspect it's a trap."

"Don't worry, these clowns can't kill me!"

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes, and there was a little chill in his voice.

With the blessing of the aura of the Lucky Capsule, even the god of death can do nothing to him, let alone a bunch of psychopaths.

"What if they don't kill you, but control you?"

Bureau Sun shook his head, and said in an unusually firm tone: "Jun Yan, you have a special status right now, and no mistakes are allowed. I will arrange for Zhou Ke to take someone there to see what's going on."

Yan Jun thought for a moment, then nodded: "I'll go find Zhou Ke!"

1 minute later.

After Yan Jun confirmed the countdown to death above the heads of the five safe house staff headed by Zhou Ke, he let them go on missions with confidence.

Then, back to the monitoring room.

Everyone fell into anxious waiting again.

"Yan Jun, you don't need to feel guilty about this."

Sun Ju, who was sitting next to Yan Jun, sighed, and said slowly: "In this world right now, our Shenwei Bureau people do this job, and are ready to sacrifice at any time. I understand He Liang's character. , even if he did not sacrifice in this way, he himself would not forgive himself."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame Death, and this crazy organization!"

The words fall.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

After such consolation, Yan Jun's feeling of guilt towards He Liang has indeed eased a lot.

But the mood is still heavy to the extreme.

In addition to worrying about He Liang's family, there was another thing that gave him a headache.

He originally thought that after he resolved this man-made 'disaster', the death countdown above the heads of the No. 9 safe house staff would disappear.

But I never expected that the god of death will come after all!
Also staring at everyone.

78793!

78792!

78791!

The countdown to death above everyone's head is almost the same!

What I was most worried about still happened. The god of death is eyeing everyone in the No. 9 safe house, preparing to create a large-scale disaster.

After Yan Jun converted this time in his mind, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment.

The dedicated phone in the monitoring room rang.

Director Sun picked up the phone, and after listening for a while, subconsciously exclaimed: "What?"

In an instant, everyone became tense.

After hanging up the phone, Director Sun was surprised and puzzled, and immediately explained: "The police called just now, and a black car exploded in the southeastern suburbs of Jiangcheng City. Two men died on the spot!"

Everyone was startled, and quickly asked: "Did you find He Liang's family?"

Bureau Sun shook his head, his face was a little gloomy: "I didn't say anything."

Everyone was disappointed and once again fell into anxious waiting.

Five minutes later, the door of the monitoring room was pushed open.

The staff member in charge of the interrogation said dejectedly: "Boss Sun, these psychopaths are very stubborn. They have exhausted everything. They are unwilling to disclose any information about their believers' organization. Look..."

"Understood, you go first."

Bureau Sun waved his hand and let out a long sigh.

Everyone was disappointed again.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more dignified.

ding ding ding...

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Yan Jun saw that Zhou Ke was calling, and immediately pressed the answer button.

Zhou Ke's ecstatic voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Yan, good news, He Liang's family has been found, mother and daughter are safe!!"

The voice fell.

Everyone's expressions lifted, their faces showed joy, and they let out a long sigh of relief.

"There is one more thing about you... Forget it, let's talk about it when we go back."

"Well, be careful!"

After hanging up the phone, the rock hanging in Yan Jun's heart finally fell to the ground, and the nerve that had been tense for a long time also relaxed.

Although I don't know what happened here, but the ending is good after all.

It can be regarded as living up to He Liang's last wish before his death.

Luckily!
Before he knew it, Yan Jun's upper body clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Even with the system in hand, when faced with such an uncontrollable situation, the situation is quite passive.

It has to be said that this organization of believers has indeed brought a lot of trouble to itself, but also taught itself a lesson.

……

Two 10 minutes later.

Full of excitement, Zhou Ke brought He Liang's family back to the monitoring room of No. 9 safe house.

Seeing He Liang's wife, Shen Fang, with tears on her face, and his daughter He Xiaoxiao's tearful little face after experiencing life and death, Yan Jun's heart can be described as mixed. Suddenly, the eye sockets are moist.

Next, Shen Fang truthfully told the story of the previous encounter between herself and her daughter, and everyone listening to it was terrified and gasped frequently.

"So, that mysterious man didn't untie the rope for you?" Someone asked in great surprise.

"Ah."

Shen Fang wiped away the tears on her face, and nodded: "From the beginning to the end, this mysterious man never came into contact with me, nor did he say a word."

"What about your appearance?"

"He is wearing a mask and cannot see his face, but his eyes are deep and bright."

"This……"

Zhou Ke next to him suddenly smiled, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to Jun Yan: "Brother Yan, this letter is left to you by that mysterious man!"

After seeing the four extremely familiar characters on the envelope, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and suddenly realized that three words popped out of their minds unconsciously.

Loner!
Yan Jun's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he couldn't wait to open the envelope.

A sheet of letter paper unfolded.

It is still three short lines of text.