Chapter 117

Main Building, conference room.

The son of Uncle Jiu waved his hand at Su Tianyu and said with a light smile, "My story is over. You can go now."

Beside the wall, the cameraman, who hadn't dared to move, suddenly rushed to the female reporter, pulled her and shouted, "He's emotionally unstable! Let's go, hurry!"

At the same time, another person turned off the camera, stopping the live broadcast.

The female reporter was stunned, "He's not trying to retaliate against the public, he's just speaking out for the deceased miners! We can try to persuade him...!"

"Persuade my ass, let's get out of here!"

The two male reporters dragged the woman away quickly, and Uncle Jiu's son did not stop them. He just stared blankly at Su Tianyu, his lips moving as he whispered, "Remember...what we said."

...

Outside.

As soon as the live broadcast stopped, the anti-terrorism team members rushed in. Jin Maohui, wearing combat gear and holding a gun, rushed towards the side door.

At the same time, the Special Operations Team of the Police Department on the roof immediately reported to the higher-ups, "The live broadcast is off. Should we shoot to kill?!"

"It would be best if we could rescue him. If we can't, watch the anti-terrorism team shoot him," Director Lin ordered.

"Understood!" the Special Operations Team replied.

Inside the building.

Uncle Jiu's son held the remote control for the last set of explosives and waved again.

Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and slowly backed out of the conference room. There was a surge of emotion inside him, obviously influenced by Uncle Jiu's son. He kept telling himself to calm down and be rational, but that emotion was really hard to suppress.

In the corridor, Su Tianyu took a step, wanting to go downstairs, but suddenly turned his head and saw a bucket of dirty water placed by the bathroom door!

In that instant, just that one thought, prompted Su Tianyu to make a new decision. He turned around, picked up the bucket, and poured the cold water directly onto the four or five electrical outlets on the wall!

"Pfft, sizzle!"

Sparks erupted from the outlets, and then the lights on the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors all flickered before going out.

Su Tianyu turned back, while the Special Operations Team members on the roof had already started attaching chains, preparing to rappel down to break through the windows.

Half a minute later, the reporter was taken out by the anti-terrorism team, while Su Tianyu ran to the second floor.

A series of rapid footsteps sounded, and flashlight beams shone up from the darkness. Su Tianyu immediately took a step back.

Below the stairs, the anti-terrorism team members rushed up. Just as they were about to lower their guns, they saw that Su Tianyu was holding Uncle Jiu's son.

"Don't move!!"

"Hands up, don't move!"

"……!"

The anti-terrorism team members shouted, raising their guns.

"Don't, don't shoot, listen to me. Give me the communication device, I want to talk to Captain Jin...!" Su Tianyu stood in front of Uncle Jiu's son, waving his hand and shouting at the crowd.

"Tap, tap!"

A series of footsteps echoed as Jin Maohui himself, wearing combat gear, strode up. He waved his hand and shouted, "Control the hostage floor!"

The anti-terrorism team members immediately dispersed. Then, Jin Maohui glanced at Su Tianyu and the bandit in shock, immediately stepped forward, and asked in a low voice, "What are you trying to do?!"

Su Tianyu swallowed, stepped forward and replied, "I had an agreement with the mayor. If it's possible, we can save his life. You heard it too...!"

"Are you crazy?!" Jin Maohui interrupted directly, "This is an isolated building. There are countless eyes watching you outside! Do you understand?!"

Su Tianyu gritted his teeth, "I have a way!"

"Get out of the way!" Jin Maohui pushed Su Tianyu away urgently, raised his gun directly, and aimed it at Uncle Jiu's son.

Uncle Jiu's son leaned weakly against the wall, smiling with a pale face, "I...I told you, I can't live!"

Su Tianyu blocked Jin Maohui and roared in a low voice, "You know better than anyone else, he's not committing a crime!! All the consequences today are because of the inaction of the higher-ups! We are all pawns in this game. If we are going to execute an innocent person for the sake of so-called stability and personal gain, then we are no different from the Baolong Group!"

"There are Special Operations Teams outside!!" Jin Maohui raised his gun at Su Tianyu anxiously, "If the situation gets out of control, how many people will be ruined because of this? Have you thought about it?!"

"I have a way!"

"What way?!" Jin Maohui pushed Su Tianyu away, pointed the gun at Uncle Jiu's son's head, and said with trembling lips, "I sympathize with you, but you can't live!!"

"Jin Maohui!! The leader promised me!" Su Tianyu shouted with wide eyes, but was pulled away by other members of the anti-terrorism team.

"Do you think this is my decision?! Huh? Are you confused?" Jin Maohui turned his head and asked.

Su Tianyu clenched his fists and, hearing these words, slumped down, speechless.

Su Tianyu is definitely not a saint, but he is also not a despicable person who would abandon someone after using them!

All the preparations and opportunities today were given by Uncle Jiu's son. His family has been destroyed. Su Tianyu really couldn't bear to let the authorities use him and then abandon him!

If he did that, Su Tianyu's conscience would not be clear! It is no exaggeration to say that the story Uncle Jiu's son told today was like dropping a public opinion nuclear bomb on Dragon City and District One. He single-handedly helped the association and the entire Li faction reverse the situation and break the stalemate!

But now his usefulness is gone. The best outcome is to die in this building, so that the Regulatory Commission can't make an issue out of this person, and the political enemies can't shift the blame onto the association and the Li faction.

So, his death here is the most ideal situation!

Su Tianyu stared blankly at Jin Maohui and said in a hoarse voice, "I...I always thought...we were different from them...but...but it seems today...politics are all the same."

At the edge of the wall, Uncle Jiu's son slowly closed his eyes and murmured in a hoarse voice, "Shoot, I'm tired. It's like I've never walked out of that...endless collapsing tunnel."

Jin Maohui stared at Uncle Jiu's son, his nostrils flaring with heavy breathing, and then slowly raised his arm.

Three seconds later!

"Bang, bang, bang!!"

Three gunshots rang out, and the corridor was silent!

...

Half a minute later!

"Boom!!"

A loud noise echoed in the building. An explosion occurred on the fifth floor, followed by chaotic footsteps inside the building.

After a while, the side door of the main building was kicked open, and the anti-terrorism team members rushed out first, waving their hands around, "Disperse, disperse!"

Behind them, a large number of hostages followed the anti-terrorism team members out in panic.

Jin Maohui walked at the rear of the crowd, reporting into the walkie-talkie, "The bandit finally detonated the explosives buried on the fifth floor! He's dead!! Two anti-terrorism team members were injured. We are currently processing the scene!"

...

At the same time.

Rier stood in the corridor of the Regulatory Commission, pointing at Miao Ziwei and saying, "Baolong Mining is finished, and I'm finished too...but things can't end like this. Do you understand what I mean?!"