Legendary FBI Detective

  Chapter 37 Soft Roan

  Smelling the faint smell of gasoline wafting from the second floor, Roan looked at the shock bomb on his body and sighed.

  Now in this situation, the shock bomb cannot be used. He is afraid that the violent flames of the explosion will ignite the villa.

  Taking out shock bombs, smoke bombs, etc. one by one and putting them on the ground, Roan recited silently in his mind, and the light blue page of the system that had disappeared for several chapters appeared in front of his eyes.

  The current time is 11:20 in the evening, and there are still about forty minutes before midnight when the treasure chest is opened every day.

  Roan looked at the backpack page of the system, which showed a bottle of scuba potion, two bottles of stamina potion, one bottle of fire resistance potion, and one bottle of night vision potion.

   There is no hemostatic medicine that Luo Anxin has been thinking about.

  Since Roan used the hemostatic potion on the girl lying in the trunk last time, and saw the powerful effect of the hemostatic potion, he has been looking forward to the system being able to open another bottle.

  At a critical moment, that bottle of hemostatic potion can definitely save a life.

   "Forget it, if you don't have it, then you don't have it."

  Moving his limbs, Roan squinted his eyes and unloaded all the equipment on his body, leaving only a body armor. The light blue page of the system was closed, and he shouted loudly:

   "Fraser, I'm coming in!"

"Can!"

  Fraser's voice was a little nervous, but he still shouted:

   "I have already opened the bedroom door for you, but don't try to play tricks! As long as I find out that you have other actions, then I will immediately shoot and ignite the gasoline, and everyone will go to **** together!"

   "Yes! You decide!"

  Roan agreed with a face of indifference, ignoring the winks from Lacey not far away, raised his legs, stepped over the unloaded equipment, and walked into the villa calmly.

   When passing by the living room, Roan took a few pens on the table.

   "FU-K!"

  Lacey outside the villa was annoyed for a while, took out her mobile phone and called Augustus, shouting:

   "Sir, Roan entered the villa without any weapons, did you see that?"

   "Of course I saw it."

  Augus' voice was also very annoying. The camera outside the villa just broadcast the scene in the villa carelessly. Of course he saw Roan's behavior just now.

"Then what should I do?"

   Lacey stood there sweating anxiously. She believed in Roan's ability to solve the case, but she hadn't heard that Roan had learned about negotiation:

   "What if Roann and Fraser break up and the other party shoots? Shit, how long will it take for SWAT to arrive?!"

In the office area of ​​the No. 5 investigation team, watching Roan enter the villa on TV, Mona's expression was extremely serious, the palm of her hand holding the mobile phone was full of sweat, Augustus' face was dark and purple, Vernis frowned, The legs are constantly changing in a staggered manner.

  Hearing Lacey's words, Vernis kept her eyes on the TV screen, and said the same words: "Trust Roan."

Snapped!

   Lacey hung up the phone, and subconsciously wanted to throw it out, but thinking that she might use it to contact Augustus later, she suppressed her discomfort and put it back in her pocket.

   "Sonof is better than eating! Is there something wrong with the murderer's mind?"

  Seeing that Roan was actually allowed to enter the villa, Brosen's eyes were full of disappointment, and Matthews even scolded the murderer's brains for being eaten by dogs from the bottom of his heart.

  But after thinking about it, Roan unloaded all the equipment, but the murderer had a gun in his hand and was a hostage. Brosen took a deep breath, and gradually relaxed his hand holding the wine glass.

  He has read Luo An's file. The other party has not studied negotiation, but just learned a little bit of negotiation in the process of training at the FBI Academy.

   Taking a sip of the wine lightly, Brosen's face returned to calm.

   Don't panic, Luo An will most likely have a bad conversation with the murderer, and the murderer is likely to shoot Luo An.

   "What's the name of this agent?"

   On the other side, many viewers are very interested in the FBI agent who entered the villa alone on TV. Some prayed silently for Roan, and some waited to watch the show.

   Many energetic people who haven't slept yet cast interested eyes on Luo An.

   "I'm already in!"

   Putting the pen in his pocket, Roan walked up the stairs to the second floor, then raised his French military posture, and slowly walked towards the bedroom on the side of the second floor of the villa.

In the bedroom, Fraser pulled Sabina to stand in a corner that could not be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows, grabbed Sabina's neck with his left hand, pointed a pistol at Sabina's temple with his right hand, and at the same time pressed his head tightly. Buried close behind Sabina.

  Beside the two of them, there is a carefully dressed pink bed filled with all kinds of toys.

  Beside the bed, there were two barrels of gasoline. There was a crack in one of the barrels, and a lot of gasoline flowed along the crack on the floor of the bedroom, covering two-thirds of the floor of the bedroom.

   "Shit!"

   Seeing this scene, Roan was very pained.

  Fraser protected his head very well, and he couldn't do it at all.

  Hearing Roan's footsteps, Fraser took a sneak peek and saw that the other party was indeed not carrying any weapons, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still shouted repeatedly:

   "Go slowly, don't try to play tricks!"

   "OK! OK!"

  Standing at the door of the bedroom, Roan cast a look at Sabina, who was pale and wearing a lace hollow dress with her hands tied behind her back, telling her not to panic.

   Then he didn't enter the bedroom, and while circling outside the bedroom door, he said to Fraser:

   "Look carefully, I really don't have any weapons, okay?"

  Hearing this, Fraser slowly raised his head from behind Sabina, and was relieved to see that Roan at the door of the bedroom did not have a weapon in his hands, and there was no trace of a gun on his waist or trouser pocket.

   But looking up, Roan's handsome face immediately caught Fraser's eyes, and Fraser subconsciously looked at Sabina.

   Sure enough, Sabina was completely calm now, staring straight at Roan.

  Fraser suddenly became angry, pointed his pistol at Roan and yelled:

   "Damn FBI agent! You still have a body armor! Take it off now!"

   "Hey Fraser, body armor isn't a weapon, OK?"

  Luo An was full of black lines, and immediately shouted:

   "I have put the weapon outside the villa to show my sincerity, now please show your sincerity too, okay?"

   Hearing that Roan refused to take off the body armor, Fraser grinned, and whispered in Sabina's ear:

   "Did you see, honey, what's the use of being handsome? The other party is just a softie!"

   Sabina did not speak, and could not speak, as Frazier shoved the pistol into her mouth.

   Roan, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, looked down at the distance between himself and Fraser, and asked calmly:

   "Fraser, can I go into the bedroom?"

  Hearing Roan's question, Fraser, whose head was hidden behind Sabina, had an unnatural flush on his face, and said with a smile:

   "Of course, FBI jerk, you can come in."

   "Look, Fraser, I'm not a jerk, it's just a job, I just don't want to die for a job, OK?"

   Walking into the bedroom with long legs, Roan pretended to be weak, with a calm expression, and said calmly:

   "You want your dog, and I just want to complete the task assigned to me by my superiors. Check that there are no other surprises in the room. Everyone gets what they need. Don't embarrass each other, okay?"

  Browson remembered correctly, Roan Greenwood did not study negotiation systematically, but Roan had learned from the old killer in his previous life.

  When a killer is trapped by the enemy, how should he negotiate with the other party?

  It's very simple, a little bit of discussion, a little bit of empathy, and finally, when the other party is not paying attention, find an opportunity to kill the other party and escape the scene.

   Ask for collection! Ask for collection!

  (end of this chapter)