Chapter XI. The price

　　As soon as the words fell, the guard at the door gave a jolt and tried to stand up as if he had been amnestied, but it seemed that his movement was very inconvenient, and he struggled for half a day before he managed to straighten his body. 　　This time, everyone saw that a bandage was being tied around one of the man's calves, and if they looked more closely, it should be a shirt sleeve that had been cut out of nowhere, with very clear traces of blood coming through it. 　　"Asshole, this man is hurt." Chief Gordon shouted. 　　On the other end of the phone, Zi Liang spoke nonchalantly, "Yeah, you should already know from Officer Hill that one of the guards received a gunshot wound, but don't worry, it's just a small wound and there's no major bleeding, at most, it's just a little bit inconvenient to move around." 　　In the time it took to say those few words, the guard had begun to take a few hard steps forward, and it was evident that he was in a great deal of pain. 　　"The hostage is in a lot of pain, I'm going to have to send someone to pick him up!" Gordon shouted. 　　"This ...... is afraid not, your people can not pick him up, or the people behind will not be able to follow." Zi Liang said. 　　Gordon froze, "Can't keep up? What do you mean?" 　　The question was just asked ...... 　　"Chief, look!" A nearby police officer then pointed in the direction of the bank's main door and shouted. 　　At the same time, Gordon naturally saw that right behind the injured guard, there seemed to be a rope attached, which slowly tensed with his slow pace, and then a second hostage was pulled out from inside the door ...... The man's hands were also tied, and his feet were bound with ropes, causing him to only move forward a little bit with small, broken steps. And he also had a paper bag fastened on his head and a piece of paper on his chest that read [30]. 　　"I think you've seen it, Commissioner Gordon, the hostage you asked for." At that moment, Zi Liang's voice came from the phone, "Alright, alright, one by one, walk slowly, if anyone falls because they are walking fast, then I will shoot everyone after them." 　　Gordon looked at the hostages that were walking out one by one, "What are you playing at." He growled. 　　"That's none of your business, anyway I'll give you your hostages back, all you have to do is just take your time and wait, well not much more to say or I'll post the numbers wrong." After saying these words, Zi Liang immediately hung up the phone. 　　Gordon pursed his lips tightly, he didn't know what this newly emerged kidnapper was up to, but he neither demanded an evacuation route nor held the hostages hostage to bargain, and even ...... he released the hostages. ...... From these few phone calls, Gordon could clearly feel that this person did not have a little panic, all behavior is very organized, but it does not make sense. 　　This kind of feeling is very bad ...... because just like the Hill police officer, from the kidnapper called Ziliang, Gordon also saw those who have not appeared for many years "super criminals" shadow. 　　...... 　　...... 　　"Someone's got a gunshot wound, get the ambulance ready!" Gordon shouted at the staff behind him. 　　Immediately afterward, he turned his head and quietly asked Officer Hill, who was beside him, "Did you find anything on the stakeout?" 　　"Nope!" Officer Hill said, "The entire bank, windows, doors, all of them are being watched, and there hasn't been much movement." 　　Gordon nodded, "Have the tactical team ambush the back of the bank, but go around from a distance, and don't get too close to the ambush site, this person is probably watching us on a monitor through the outside of the bank. Arrange snipers on the bank's air vents, rooftops, and top floors. Report immediately when someone comes out, find two teams of armed police on standby, and when all the hostages come out, immediately blockade the entire building. By the way, although the one called Zi Liang said he is only one person, but also can not believe him, so those wearing a hood hostages are not let go, maybe there is a robber's companion mixed inside." 　　After hearing all this, Officer Hill was also smart enough to respond without moving, and quietly retreated to the back to arrange these things. 　　Gordon picked up the binoculars again and watched the hostages come out one after another; at the moment, the one who came out of the bank was already the 19th hostage. 　　But because the guard who was holding the head was wounded by gunshot, so he could only walk forward with extreme difficulty, his speed was very slow, and the position of the police was also quite far from the bank, which led to this period of time was very difficult, but no one dared to go to pick up a bit, so they could only wait so dryly. 　　Finally, after about seven or eight minutes, the last hostage with "1" written on his chest finally walked out of the bank. 　　...... 　　It is at this moment, has been waiting for the police immediately swarmed, the hostages protected, and a few with riot shields of the police also rushed to the back of the last hostage, well-trained shield, afraid of criminals out of the door to shoot at the crowd. 　　Several doctors were even busy rushing to the injured guard's side, untied him and took off his hood. 　　"Uh-uh-uh-uh," Inside the hood, the guard's mouth was taped shut, so all he could do was grunt desperately. 　　The doctors first stroked him onto the stretcher, and then tore the seals from his mouth. 　　"Doctor! Doctor!" The guard shouted. 　　"We're here, don't panic, you're safe!" A doctor calmed the wounded man. 　　"No! I mean the robber, he's a doctor!" 　　"Huh?" The people around them froze. 　　"Well, you need to calm down now, let's leave the rest to the police." The paramedic gestured for him to hurry up and lie down, then the two people carrying the stretcher nervously sent him to the ambulance. 　　Meanwhile, those hostages in the back had all been safely escorted over. They had their hoods and mouth seals removed, but they were not untied, and in this instant, cries of pain, shouts of thanks, prayers, and all sorts of voices simply joined together anyway. There were a few people in the crowd who were not overwhelmed by the joy of coming back from the dead and were still desperately shouting to the police, "The kidnapper is a man! The kidnapper is a doctor, and he's wearing a white coat!" and so on, but also most of them were incoherent. 　　Of course, now the robbers do not have a hostage as a bargaining chip, then the police are naturally not afraid of anything, the previously arranged tactical team is already in position, as long as the order, you can directly rushed in to capture the kidnappers. 　　However, Gordon was not in a hurry, unless the other party could fly, he did not think that the other party could run away. 　　So he very steadily dialed that phone number again.