I don't have a system but I have a hammer

I didn't speak immediately, but I just reached out to get back the communicator, and then pulled out a medical record that I had prepared in advance, and turned to look at the Chinese man...

"Tell him that I have severe albinism, and I have lupus on my face, and I can't touch the sun, otherwise the condition will become very bad... If he really doesn't believe it..."

After a pause, I took off the glove on my right hand, avoiding the sun and exposing my wrist that had already been wiped with liquid foundation...

The translucent skin, which was so fair that it was almost morbid, immediately attracted the attention of the two of them, and after the translation by the Chinese man, the policeman's eyes flickered with shock...

Seeing that the effect has been achieved, I took back the glove and pointed to my left foot...

"My leg had to be amputated because of the accidental exposure to the sun a few days ago, so if this police officer doesn't bother, he can wait for my friend to come to prove my identity before letting me go..."

After that, I limped and sat on the sofa, pretending to be helpless and shaking my head...

The Chinese man was embarrassed to say anything more when he saw this, he bowed his head slightly and apologized to me, and then started chatting with the police...

While the police were constantly negotiating, they would glance at my left leg from time to time, as if they were analyzing the truth of what I said...

I kept silent throughout the whole process, silently waiting for the result of the negotiation between the two, with a calm look of "Let him negotiate, I have no shame in my heart"...

For about 1 minute, the policeman nodded slightly at me, and left a sentence that I could not understand, before turning around and leaving...

Maybe it's an illusion. When the police left, I vaguely caught a hint of meaning in his eyes...

"Sir, what the police officer means is that he can temporarily believe what you said, but no matter what, he still has to wait for your friend to come over. I will trouble you to stay in this office for a few hours..."

I figured it out, and changed the subject...

"I've never been to Vientiane before, I thought all the police in the capital could understand English..."

Perhaps it was because the police had already left, and the tone of the Chinese man returned to his previous relaxed tone...

"Haha, yes, I also had this stereotype when I first came here. In fact, the police here are not well-educated. Being a policeman is nothing more than making a living. By the way, you sit here first, I'll go down and see..."

Da da da!

Before the words fell, gunshots erupted...

In the next second, the Chinese man quickly locked the door as if he had practiced it countless times, and then he took out a pistol from the desk drawer, checked the bullets nervously, and kindly reminded me...

"First... sir, get down quickly..."

Seeing that I didn't respond, he seemed to think that I was frightened, and began to comfort me slightly trembling...

"Don't... don't be afraid, this kind of thing often happens here, as long as we don't go out, damn it, what's going on with this gun, calm down, calm down..."

I don't know if I'm comforting others or comforting myself, I couldn't help but laugh out loud...

"Hey, your latch seems to be stuck..."

Hearing what I said, he quickly glanced at Lashuan, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he cursed...

"Fack, this broken gun..."

Da da da!

The gunshots next door didn't stop, and there were even signs of intensification, and even shouts began to come from outside the window...

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~~"

I curled my lips, looked at the Chinese man who was still sweating profusely studying the pistol, thought flashed in my eyes, and then I made a joke...

"Hey, use this..."

After that, I met his slightly frozen gaze, took out a pistol from my waist and threw it to him...

"You...you still carry a gun with you..."

The Chinese man who took the pistol had an unnatural expression on his face, but then he came to his senses, and hurriedly shrank behind the door, opened a crack in the door, and looked out cautiously...

"Huh~ It seems that no one came up... Thank God... Hey, no, how did the gangsters come to us?"

It wasn't until then that he realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously glanced at me, and when he saw the other gun in my hand, he suddenly became fascinated...

"You... you're not with them, are you..."

Facing his horrified gaze, I checked and loaded the bullets with ease, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of my mouth...

"If I were with them, I would have killed them when the police came just now... Okay, let's stay here now and wait until the matter is over..."

These unpretentious words made the Chinese man breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but regain his composure. Then he looked towards the stairs for a while, and his eyes flashed with extremely annoyance...

"Fack, how did they get in..."

After speaking, he looked at me with a little curiosity...

"Why don't you seem too scared..."

I, who was downloading the Lao language module, glanced slightly at the situation outside the window, and replied casually...

"They didn't come in, there was just a firefight next door, so you don't have to be so nervous..."

Hearing this, the Chinese man's expression immediately softened a lot, and he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a smile...

"It turned out to be like this. It scared me to death. By the way, the gun you gave me is..."

I put on the headset and checked the bullets, with cold flashes in my eyes...

"The gunshots just now were only submachine guns. I suspect that the negotiators have not arrived at the scene, so the gangsters fired to vent their anger! These gangsters are here to seek revenge. If they can't find the target, the negotiators will never come. So what will they do?"

The Chinese man muttered blankly...

"Kill the hostages!"

My eyes are getting colder...

"And then what?"

His tone was slightly hesitant...

"Escape?"

I knocked on the table and laughed...

"The bank doesn't have a back door, so somewhere around here has a back door to escape and more hostages..."

The Chinese man was dumbfounded...

"my Lord…"

I glanced playfully at the gun in his hand...

"God can't help you now, the only thing that can help you is the gun in your hand!"

drip~

Glancing at the voice request on the communicator, I smiled and comforted the Chinese man...

"Don't worry, all this is just our guesswork. After all, there are so many policemen out there, as long as the gangsters go out, they will be killed, unless they bring..."

Boom~

Accompanied by the sudden roar from the soles of my feet, and the continuous falling of wall dust above my head, I sighed depressingly...

"bomb…"