Gu Jingze speeded up and looked up and saw that there were only three traffic lights from Tongde Hospital.
Qin Yuehua's live broadcast is still played on his mobile phone.
"I hate them, I hate all the rich."
"My son is seven years old and has a serious heart disease and needs to change his heart. We have been hospitalized here for more than four months in order to wait for the right heart."
"For this, my wife and I spent all our money, selling houses, cars, dowry, and serving tea, water and takeout. In order to raise three million in the surgery fee and follow-up expenses, I even borrowed 500,000 usury loans in the casino."
"This morning, the attending doctor told me that the appropriate heart was found and that the process was being delivered. As soon as the heart donor arrived, the surgery could be arranged."
"I'm excited, my wife is excited. In order to wait for this day to come, everything is worth it."
"But when I was about to pay the surgery fee, the doctor suddenly called me and said that the heart donor was gone."
"Not?"
"It's gone!"
"Do you know?"
Qin Yuehua said excitedly and picked up the gun and pointed it at the people present, "Do you understand that feeling?"
"ah!"
"You guys talk!"
"Say it!"
Even though he sympathized with Qin Yuehua's experience, no one dared to speak, for fear that he would get angry and crazy.
"Say it!"
The scene was still silent.
Fang Yuan pinched her legs and plucked up her courage, "Mr. Qin, don't be excited, let's talk carefully, I am willing to be your most loyal listener."
"If you make the matter clear, I will expose it. I will definitely help you get justice."
"justice?"
"Ha ha!"
"This world has never been fair!"
Qin Yuehua laughed to the sky, "Humans are born unfair, so there is no justice!"
Suddenly, Qin Yuehua walked towards a doctor in a white coat.
He recognized the doctor, and it was Dean Xiao of this private hospital.
"Come out!"
Qin Yuehua picked up Dean Xiao and shouted at him, "Say! Where did the heart that was originally going to be exchanged for his son?"
"Say it!"
Qin Yuehua showed his fierce look and his pistol was pressed against Dean Xiao's head.
"Where did the heart go?"
"I don't know about this at all?"
"Don't do anything randomly, take the gun away and be careful of fire."
Dean Xiao explained furiously, as if he was caught doing something bad.
"Why did I hear that the heart was bought by a rich man? Who could have taken it without the signature of your yard?"
“Let’s go… fart!”
Dean Xiao looked shocked and refused, but Qin Yuehua's words made him extremely frightened.
......
Director Ye watched the live broadcast and found that Qin Yuehua became more and more extreme in his words, afraid that he would hurt the hostages.
So, a special police officer was found and told him to let him go in through the ventilation duct and find an opportunity to subdue the criminals.
For the sake of hostage safety, Director Ye had to take special measures.
Qin Yuehua's story is vivid and exciting, but he doesn't think it must be true.
Yancheng is a civilized city, who dares to do this blatantly?
If what he said is true, it is slapping himself in the face and slapping the public security department in the face.
"Sniper, have you found the target?" Director Ye asked the sniper.
"Director Ye, there is no such thing as the criminal, cunning, no angle."
"Did you see the hostages being beaten to death?"
"There is...but it's a bit strange. The hostage fell to the ground and did not bleed." The sniper replied.
"I know, keep watching."
Director Ye cut off contact with the sniper and instead issued an order to the bomb disposal team, asking them to remove the bomb first while the criminals told stories.
The bomb disposal team received fame and fortune and approached the bomb carefully.
When they were twenty meters away from the bomb, a sirens sound suddenly sounded in the emergency room.
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
Inside, Qin Yuehua heard the alarm and shot him again in the ceiling.
The sudden gunfire made the people in the room so scared that their souls were out of their bodies and curled up tightly.
Fang Yuan was also so scared that she almost couldn't hold the camera firmly.
"Who told you to get close to the bomb!"
"Twenty meters of infrared sensing, if you dare to get closer, be careful that I will all detonate."
......
"What?"
"There is an infrared distance sensor on the bomb!"
Director Ye was stunned. It was the first time he had been a policeman for thirty years that he encountered such a big dilemma.
The criminals were meticulous, controlled more than 100 hostages, blocked the scene and activated remote sensing bombs.
The sniper could not find the criminal again, and this moment made him helpless.
Having come to this point, he had to let the bomb disposal team retreat.
Time is slipping away minute by minute. He can wait, but the hostages inside cannot wait.
what to do?
what to do?
Director Ye frowned and paced back and forth as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.