After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

A dancer who has just reacted to the fact that he has overshot.

When he originally wanted to turn around and go back, he suddenly noticed...the two pistols pointed at him at the end of the stairs.

The dancer who wanted to turn around immediately froze up and glanced at Curly Hair with cold eyes, as if he wanted to judge whether there was any chance of breaking through and escaping from the current situation.

Glanced twice.

A gentle smile appeared on the dancer's face, he shrugged and said.

"Hey, Bro."

"I think...maybe there is something wrong..."

Before the dancer could finish speaking.

In Curly's mind, he remembered the words Su Ming had just said.

"The dancer is running towards the top floor, raise your gun and aim it at the stairs."

"Don't let the dancer act rashly, let alone let him have the opportunity to take you as a hostage, because I will not choose to let him go for you."

"Remember, you just need to hold the gun up, but don't pull the trigger, because it's possible that the moment you fire, your poor marksmanship will be immediately recognized."

Think of this.

Curly turned his head and spat. Although he felt a little unsure, he still kept in mind the order given by Su Ming before and said coldly with his head held high.

"Dancer."

"I feel... you are not qualified to talk about the word Bro with me now, let alone talk about exchange of interests with me."

"Your best choice now is to raise your hands immediately and don't have any thoughts of resistance."

"Of course, if you think...you can still shoot the gun faster than me even if you haven't grabbed the gun yet, then you can give it a try."

"But unfortunately, you only get one chance to try."

It is clear.

Although his marksmanship is not very good, Curly Hair is very proficient in Se Li Nei Lin.

Since the dancer was the first to flee like crazy to the top floor, it was undoubtedly his other team members who had all been killed by poisonous bees, butterflies, and that gentleman.

The only remaining dancer is undoubtedly the turtle in the urn.

In this situation.

He only needs to maintain his superiority and stability and wait for others to come to support him.

......

Hear Curly's cold words.

as well as.

The dancer seemed to be full of confidence and overflowing with confidence, and the dancer couldn't help but feel hesitant.

Just now, he originally planned to... look for an opportunity to kidnap Curly Hair first, so as to obtain a possible escape opportunity and escape from this huge trap.

Correct.

After this time.

Dancer has completely understood...the reason why he discovered the whereabouts of the Venomous Bee Team before and dared to look for clues about the poker organization so obviously after he had already released the video of killing landmines.

It looked like he had no fear of being found and tortured and killed.

The biggest reason is...the reason why the Venomous Bee Team appeared at Diamond Financial Services Company was not to find clues about the poker organization at all.

The real target is actually them, these professional killers working for the king.

The killing mines not only did not scare away the professional killers, but instead made them unite and decide to remove the obstructing stones first, and then seek the opportunity to obtain the huge reward.

this moment.

The dancer became more and more heartbroken and desperate, and he understood that... this time there was a high probability that he was in trouble. Since the other party had such a strict layout, there was no telling how many of their people were in the abandoned and unfinished building.

Maybe ten? Maybe twenty?

After all, only by stacking up such a large number of people can we achieve this level, so that the elite killer team he is responsible for can be destroyed without even a chance to struggle.

Think of this.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the dancer's face, and then he raised his hand and said a seductive voice sincerely.

"Bro."

"Actually, you can think about it carefully."

"I have saved a lot of dollars over the years, at least a few million. If you are willing, the money can become yours immediately. Of course, the premise is... you can let me leave here safely."

"You have already captured many others alive. I don't have much value now, certainly no more than a few million dollars."

"Even if you agree, I can work with you to deal with that damn king, how about that? Isn't this a very tempting proposition?"

"Of course, I can give you ten seconds to think about it."

"If you still don't agree, brother, then I think... maybe it's time to fight to the death. Even if I can drag you to hell with me, it will be a very good ending."

The dancer's words seemed like a discussion, but were actually full of threats.

The atmosphere in this corridor instantly became tense again, as if it was a powder keg that could explode at any time.

The ten-second countdown allowed the dancers to take the initiative in this conversation.

Have to admit.

Although he was forced into a desperate situation, the dancer still did not give up, thinking of some special way to escape from this dead situation.

Facing the dancer's threatening words, Curly Hair was obviously a little uneasy.

After this ten seconds.

Do the dancers really want to fight to the death? Do you want to shoot yourself? If he didn't shoot, wouldn't he become a hostage first?

Just when Curly Hair was a little hesitant and apprehensive.

The dancer who raised his hand suddenly moved. There was no so-called countdown of tens of seconds. He immediately picked up the submachine gun on his back and tentatively aimed at the curly arm.

Either knock the pistol out of his hand, or get rid of him first.

As mentioned before, we have reached this situation. If we can survive with the help of hostages, that is indeed the best outcome.

If you can't do that, drag a few more people to hell.

now.

Looking at the dancer's movements, Curly Hair suddenly showed a frightened expression. When he subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger of the pistol in his hand, he remembered Su Ming's special instructions.

Only by following his orders would you have the greatest chance of survival.

Can't shoot.

No shooting under any circumstances.

In this extremely critical situation, Curly Hair immediately came to his senses, and then nodded hesitantly and replied.

"I agreed."

"Turn over all your money and I can make the decision... to get you out of here safely."

As soon as these words came out.

The dancer, who originally planned to fight to the death, suddenly froze, and even more suspected that he had heard wrongly, he widened his eyes and said in surprise.

"What did you say?"

"What did you just say? Agree?"

"Yes, I agree." Curly nodded seemingly indifferently, and even put away the pistol in his hand.

After all, he couldn't open it, so he might as well put it away to delay time, he said with his head held high and his shoulders raised.

"You're absolutely right."

"We have arrested enough people and have been able to ask for the clues we need. Even if you are one more person, it seems that it will not bring about the biggest breakthrough."

"Instead of wasting time and losing dollars to interrogate you, only to get the same intelligence clues, it is really more worthwhile to exchange them for real dollars."

"The most important thing is... I have the final say in everything in this unfinished building. I don't think you are worth millions of dollars, so you can leave here easily."

Curly's answer.

The dancer was completely stunned, but he was indeed vigilant enough. He already held the submachine gun in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Hey, Bro."

"Your choice is right, but I need your cooperation."

"Please be my hostage for now, so that I can believe that you can let me leave safely..."

Before the dancer could finish speaking.

"Bang-bang——"

Two sudden crisp gunshots suddenly came from behind the dancer.

"Puff-puff——"

The two bullets hit the dancer's two palms holding the gun almost at the same time, causing the submachine gun he was holding tightly to lose control in an instant.

Just as the pain in the palm of his hand reached his mind, the dancer reacted quickly, without even having time to howl in pain, and was about to try to take Curly Hair hostage.

Su Ming suddenly took two steps and hit the dancer on the back of the neck with the butt of his gun, causing him to faint.

After confirming that the dancer can no longer resist.

Su Ming looked at the curly hair who was still a little frightened, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. He nodded slightly and said expressionlessly.

"It's over."

"Your bait mission this time..."