Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

The time soon came to the intermission, and a large number of tourists began to leave their seats to take a rest. At the same time, they also crowded the originally empty off-site venue with a huge flow of people, which also provided the basis for the next actions of the robbers. convenience.

According to the other party's instructions, the staff of Nippon TV Station placed the package containing 5000 million yen in cash by the wall at the entrance of the stairs early.

At the corner of the stairs, based on the countermeasures previously discussed with Miyamoto Kiyoshi, Officer Megure arranged his manpower so that he could grab the mobile phone in his hand as soon as the other party appeared.

In this way, through the call records of the other party's mobile phone, Miyamoto Kiyoshi, who is now Japan's only mobile communications operator and the largest mobile phone manufacturer, can easily find out the other party's identity information and specific location.

Soon, under close surveillance and radio communication, one of the prisoners who came to withdraw money quickly stepped into the police trap.

Standing in the corner of the stairs guarding the cash were Officer Sato and a police officer named Nakata. As for Miyamoto Kiyohisa, Miyamoto said that this kind of thing should be left to the police, and he would also be responsible for commanding.

The moment the man who came to withdraw money picked up the money bag, Officer Megure gave the order directly through the intercom.

Immediately, Officer Sato and Officer Nakata rushed forward and pushed the prisoner to the ground.

"Find all his pistols and cell phones quickly!"

Officer Megure, who arrived not far away with Miyamoto Kiyohisa, immediately shouted.

"Report, no pistol was found on him!"

The police who followed Officer Megure carefully searched the other party's body, then turned around and reported to Officer Megure.

"How is that possible? Where did you hide the pistol?"

After hearing this, Officer Memu quickly ran over and asked the prisoner who was pressed to the ground.

At this time, the voice of another prisoner came from the cell phone dropped aside.

"You are not allowed to touch my companions, otherwise, I will shoot at the audience. Leave immediately."

"Hehehe, the police may listen to you, but unfortunately, I am not a policeman."

At this moment, a hand with sharp bones stretched out from the side, picked up the phone, and quickly turned off the hands-free.

"Are you using a mobile phone produced by my company? So who gave you the courage to blackmail my company?"

Quickly flipping through the call records on his phone, Miyamoto Kiyoshi asked aloud.

"What? Who the hell are you? Get the police on the phone!"

Hearing Miyamoto Kiyohisa's words, the blackmailer opposite was obviously confused. After struggling for a while, he quickly asked Miyamoto Kiyohisa to hand over his phone to the police.

"Okay, okay, Officer Megure, this prisoner wants you to come over and listen to the call."

Turning his head and looking at the worried police officers, Miyamoto Kiyoshi said carelessly.

"Moses Moses, I am Officer Megure. We can discuss everything. Please don't shoot."

Officer Megure took the phone and immediately turned on the speakerphone, delaying it based on Miyamoto Kiyoshi's wink just now.

"Attention of each team, there is only one other suspect. This is the other person's mobile phone number. He is still on the phone. Lock the target as soon as possible and launch sniper preparations."

Immediately afterwards, Miyamoto Kiyoshi recited the mobile phone number of another suspect to the team members.

"Roger that!"

A flurry of voices sounded from the intercom, accompanied by the sounds of assembling firearms.

"Boss, the target has been locked, please ask for further instructions."

In just ten seconds, before Officer Megure finished speaking, the team members' report came from Miyamoto Kiyoshi's intercom.

At this time, the prisoner who was pinned to the ground and unable to move, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, could only watch with red eyes and a whining sound in his throat as he watched Officer Megure and Miyamoto Kiyohisa acting here. Play, planning his companions.

"Hurry up and release my companion, return the money and mobile phone to him, and then arrange a vehicle for him to leave, otherwise, I will randomly shoot spectators in the venue!"

"Sorry sir, as a police officer, please forgive me for not being able to follow orders from a criminal like you."

Seeing Miyamoto Kiyohisa making an OK gesture, Officer Megure nodded understandingly. Then, his tone immediately became tougher and he said something to the other party.

"Damn it! I see that you don't care about the lives of these spectators. Okay, then let me find someone to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys. Let me see first, which lucky spectator should be shot first?"

Listening to the strong words in the other party's words, the prisoner on the other end of the phone couldn't help but become angry and even threatened to shoot.

"Hey, Mr. Prisoner, before you shoot, how about you listen to me?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi took the phone and asked the other party.

"It's too late now. No matter what requests you make, you can't stop me. Just listen to the wailing in this stadium later!"

"No, what I want to say is not a request, but I want to remind you that you should be in the direction of the stands behind the stadium now. You might as well use the instrument you carry with you to look into the distance to take a look at your 12 O'clock direction, 11 o'clock direction, one o'clock direction, or the direction pointed at every hour on the clock, I think you should be able to find quite a few surprises at the top of the stand."

Holding a backup signal detection instrument in his hand, Miyamoto Kiyoshi reminded the other party with a smile.

"I don't care, okay, I'm going to shoot."

Having said that, the prisoner who was looking for the target to shoot with the camera couldn't help but move the camera directly in front of him and look at the position directly above the stands.

Thanks to the high-definition camera purchased at a high price, the prisoner could clearly see the cold barrel of a gun, the huge scope, and the man holding his breath behind him, preparing to snipe.

Turning the direction of the camera, it came to the one o'clock direction. There was another man aiming at him with a sniper rifle. The same was true at 11 o'clock!

Immediately afterwards, the prisoner turned around the stands in all directions of the stadium and found more than 20 snipers. Without exception, they were all aiming at him, pretending to be ready to attack. look.

The prisoner had no doubt that as soon as he made any move, it might not be the audience but himself who would be brain-dazzled in the next second.

"Hey, Mr. Prisoner, how are you? Have you seen the surprise gift I prepared for you? Do you want to talk to me calmly now?"

At this moment, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's voice, which was both salty and arrogant, reached the prisoner's ears through the mobile phone.