Chapter 20 Become Famous

In New York, outside the Rancher Bank, a hurried police car parked outside the cordon.

George got out of the car, and the sun shone on his face as black as the bottom of a pot. It seemed that as long as he shook his head gently, cinders would fall off his face.

Who knows? I was planning to hold a press conference to explain the bank robbery the day before yesterday, but another robbery occurred during the meeting. This was a slap in the face too quickly.

At this moment, outside the cordon, the police station was surrounded by a large number of media and onlookers. There were even reporters driving a news helicopter aimed at the bank to broadcast the entire process live.

"How is the situation inside now? Have the negotiators arrived?" George asked, trying his best to ignore the gazes of reporters behind him.

The police officer in charge of recording said: "Report to the chief, there are seven robbers. Some people have resisted and died inside. There are now more than 20 hostages inside, and they may be in danger of death at any time."

"As for the negotiator, it will take a while to arrive."

Hearing that there had been casualties, George's expression became more serious: "We must get in touch with the inside as soon as possible. Do we need to call the dedicated hotline in the bank?"

"They have already called us. They said they would contact us again and asked us to wait," the police officer said.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone ringed immediately. A police officer next to the phone immediately reported: "Chief, there is a call coming from inside. Do you want to answer it immediately?"

"I'll pick it up." George sighed.

I picked up the phone and heard a calm male voice coming from inside: "Hello, police? Let's talk to someone with a higher level who can make the decision."

George said without hesitation: "I am New York Director George. The entire bank is surrounded by us now. Please put down your weapons immediately. As long as there is a surrender, we can discuss the sentencing."

"I'm a hostage, there's no use telling me this."

"oh……"

"Next, I will open the bank door as a transfer for the dialogue between the two parties. Now there are several guns pointed at my back. If I make any extraordinary move, I will be shot to death immediately, so please do not take drastic action."

In the bank, Bai Ye looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, his expression extremely calm, but in fact, the muscles in his body were tense to the extreme, and he might explode into rebellion at any time.

After all, his current physique is not strong enough to withstand bullets, but it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't die on the spot, he can use attribute points to return to his best condition.

"Now, go out and describe our requirements to them. If you mess around, I'll beat you to death." The robber leader said viciously.

Bai Ye nodded lightly, feeling a little impatient in his heart. He had the urge to kill these people, but now that the commotion was so loud, it was even harder to do so.

Under the guns of these people, Bai Ye came to the door with a phone in his hand, slowly pushed the door open and walked out. He saw that the police, reporters and onlookers were watching everywhere.

Outside the bank, the reporters saw someone coming out, and they all looked forward to seeing who was the first person to walk out of the bank.

As a result, a handsome and handsome Chinese-American boy walked out, with a face pressure of 1.4, which made everyone present subconsciously take a breath.

At this moment, George was still on the phone with Bai Ye, but he didn't expect that such a beautiful young man would come out.

But as a father, he subconsciously paid attention to some small things. He frowned slightly and said to the phone: "You are still a student? Isn't today Wednesday?"

"Well, I skipped class." Bai Ye said matter-of-factly, causing George to choke.

"Stop talking nonsense. Isn't the key point now to rescue us?" Bai Ye asked back: "Their request is for you to prepare a van immediately, and then let them leave with the cash without tracking."

"This... we need a little time to think and prepare." George said.

"Of course there is no problem, but if you can't do it within an hour, they will kill a hostage every five minutes. Well, let's start with me." Bai Ye calmly described the conversation between the robbers just now.

"After I've finished speaking, is there anything you need me to tell them? If not, I'll leave." Bai Ye asked.

"Please tell them that we will try our best to meet their requirements, but the time needs to be more generous. At the same time, it is best to communicate face to face, which will facilitate communication." George said helplessly.

"OK, I will bring you what you say, but whether you listen or not is none of my business."

Bai Ye's free and easy look also made George wonder why this guy was so calm: "Aren't you afraid of being involved in a robbery?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Once you meet their requirements, I will be safe." Bai Ye said, turning around and walking into the bank.

…

Inside Osborne Company, under the leadership of teacher James, the staff are visiting this world-leading technology company.

Just as James was touring the company with the guide, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the caller turned out to be the principal of their school.

"Hey, principal, what's the matter? I'm accompanying the students to visit Osborne Company." James picked up the phone and said.

"Is Bai Ye with you? He's the Chinese student in your class." On the other end of the phone, the principal asked seriously.

"Well, he skipped class today, why did he suddenly ask about him?" James asked curiously.

"He was kidnapped at the bank and has now made headlines on major news pages across the United States." The principal looked at the news that appeared on the homepages of major news websites.

"What!" James shouted out loud, and pretended to be calm when facing the whole class who were looking over: "You guys will visit with the staff first, the teacher has something to deal with."

Peter Parker, like the other students, watched with confusion as James hurried away as if his home was on fire.

Above his head, a red and blue spider was hanging down from above with its silk thread, gently attaching itself to the back of his neck, and then bit it in one bite.

"Hiss..." Peter Parker subconsciously slapped his neck, and then looked at his palm. A smashed spider corpse was lying quietly on his hand.

Here, James borrowed a computer from Osborne Company, opened the news page, and saw that a young man wearing a black and white striped shirt was fronting the headlines of major American mainstream media.

That face...isn't it his own student?

James no longer knew how to describe his mood at this moment. He continued to browse and found that there were not only photos, but also all the videos after Bai Ye appeared. There were even news helicopters circling the bank.