Chapter 5: Different Thoughts

Sitting in the police car, Tommy was not too panicked.

On the contrary, he was very calm in his heart, and even observed the surroundings with interest, checking the interior environment of the police car.

Not to mention, as a good citizen, he had never ridden in a police car in his previous life.

Today, with this opportunity, of course, he wanted to experience what it was like to ride in a police car.

And his ease in the eyes of others could not help but feel a sense of heaviness.

"Strange, why is this guy still in the mood to look around, doesn't he know what kind of situation he is in now?"

In decades of police career, veteran policeman Hank has seen too many criminals, and there are a lot of guys who are more arrogant than Tommy.

But in most cases, those guys who look extremely tough and arrogant, once they get on the police car, they immediately perform a wonderful face-changing show.

Either they say that they have old people and children to take care of, and beg the police officer to spare him, or they are shaking and almost fainting.

Hank had never seen anyone as calm and composed as Tommy, who was relaxed even in his bones.

Of course, he felt strange because he didn't understand Tommy's inner thoughts.

For Tommy, being caught by the police was no big deal, because it was part of his plan.

From his memory, he knew that as early as the 19th century, Italy had amended its code to abolish the death penalty and replace it with life imprisonment.

After the 20th century, the government once again enacted a law, declaring that even criminals sentenced to life imprisonment could be granted parole after serving 28 years.

Later, the term was shortened to 26 years.

In other words, in the worst case, Tommy only needed to stay in prison for 26 years before he could regain his freedom.

Not to mention that he didn't need that long at all.

With his current crime, it was almost a dozen years in prison.

If he was willing to find a good lawyer and spend a lot of money to arrange things, it was not impossible to get out within ten years.

Although ten years was still a long time.

But it depends on who you are comparing with.

If Tommy refuses to surrender and resists to the end, his fate will be much worse than going to jail.

The reason is very simple.

He is still very clear about the difference between one star and six stars.

The people who are arresting him now are nothing more than the nearest police station.

But if he dares to shoot the police, the enemies he will meet next will not be so simple.

What awaits him will be a large-scale arrest in all directions, from top to bottom.

By that time, even if he has master-level shooting skills, he is destined to have a worrying fate, and he will not be able to escape in the end.

After all, compared with the state machine, the strength of an individual is so small.

Before Tommy has fully grown up, he will not be so stupid as to compete with an entire country.

Besides, going to jail is not without benefits.

It is said that society is another university in life, which can teach people a lot of knowledge that cannot be learned in school. Then in the small society of prison, there is also a similar effect.

There are talents from all walks of life in the prison, and they speak well. Compared with the mafia, it feels much better.

At least, Tommy finally has enough free time to study his system.

It won't be too late to think about getting out of prison after he has completely understood the system.

If there is really no other way, he can still escape from prison.

He will definitely not be able to get guns in prison.

But it doesn't matter.

There is a saying that goes, do it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing.

If there is no pistol on the scene, he can make one himself.

It may be difficult to make a real gun, but there should be great hope to make a homemade gun.

If this doesn't work, he can also try to make a crossbow.

In short, any weapon that can be fired can exert great power in his hands.

This is the power of master-level marksmanship.

Even if all these don't work, he still has the system as a killer.

Maybe the next lottery will help him escape from the cage.

With so many guarantees, Tommy naturally relaxed.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Even when he felt being watched, he still had the leisure to show his friendliness, and smiled at the other party in the rearview mirror inside the car.

Little did he know that his self-proclaimed friendly smile, in the eyes of Hank who was driving in front, was a completely different kind of terrible feeling.

"What on earth does this guy want to do?"

As if falling into the abyss, Hank felt a chill inexplicably.

He had read the report given by the on-site forensic doctor and knew what happened in the abandoned factory.

Just one person killed more than 20 gunmen, and he was still unscathed. It is difficult to find a second such vicious guy in the whole of Italy.

The most fatal thing is that according to the on-site forensic doctor, the dead gunmen only had a wound on their foreheads.

And the location of the wound was exactly at the center of the eyebrows.

This means that despite the numerical advantage and firepower suppression, the gunmen were not able to pose any threat, but were defeated by their enemies and shot dead in an instant!

What kind of superb marksmanship and terrible psychological quality must be required to perform such a miracle?

At this point, Hank no longer dared to think about it.

He was filled with fear for his reckless behavior just now.

The blood that had finally boiled before also cooled down and condensed again.

He was very grateful for his good luck.

If Tommy had not thrown away his weapon and surrendered, could their police department really catch the criminal with their strength?

Hank, who knew the strength of his colleagues, was deeply skeptical about this.

In terms of firepower alone, the police department was not much different from the thugs who were killed, not to mention that they were not as elite as the dead gunmen.

If they really fought with real knives and guns, even if they could catch the criminals, their performance would not be that strong, and they would definitely end up with heavy casualties.

At least Hank himself would definitely not be able to escape.

The more Hank thought about it, the more scared he felt. He unconsciously exerted force under his feet and kept stepping on the accelerator. He wanted to rush to the police station immediately and hand over this hot potato as soon as possible.

And what about his partner Jill?

At this moment, he was no longer as excited as before. He sat in the back seat of the main driver's seat, staring at Tommy, looking at the suspect he had arrested for the first time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

One was relaxed and calm, one was sweating, and the other was wandering around, not knowing what to think.

In this slightly strange atmosphere, Hank drove the police car all the way, passing countless intersections, and finally arrived at the gate of the police station.

An interrogation ceremony was about to begin.