Chapter 449
Chapter 449: Episode 060 Ancestor as Hostage (4)
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Even if it wasn’t him, others who didn’t know the situation wouldn’t believe it. Could he really come up with a good enough excuse? The woman didn’t look like a hostage at all, more like a welcomely invited ancestor strolling leisurely. Not even a symbolic rope was utilized to bind her. Which hostage would cooperate like this? Or, how could they treat a hostage like this?
"Who do you think is joking with you!" The caught man impatiently broke free from his hold, hating the feeling of embarrassment that was provoked. He furrowed his eyebrows tightly, "A hostage is a hostage, don’t believe it if you don’t want to!"
After saying that, he didn’t continue to explain to the group of people. He quickly followed the pace of the people ahead.
"We didn’t do anything, why is he so angry..."
The crowd that gathered around watched his eager figure disappear, all puzzled, having no idea what had happened.
Soon after, Flossie Wright was taken to a dark warehouse. Those who "escorted" her were extremely tense, afraid that she would resist in any way. They even called over many of their brothers to help. Nearly two dozen people guarded the entrance, locking the door as soon as she entered, without any additional procedures. Two people were assigned to stand guard at the door, and the rest went off grandly to inform their boss.
Unbeknownst to them, when they left the warehouse, nearly everyone heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Damn, this hostage had scared the cold sweat out of them several times!
Dusk fell, the sky growing increasingly dark. The gray color in the air deepened, and the cold wind freely tore the sky. In this remote area without many tall buildings, it seemed particularly bleak and chill.
On the military off-road vehicle, the cold wind rushed in from the open windows, carrying the unique chill of this season.
Glenn Hutchinson, in casual clothing, raised his hand to rub his ears, trying to block out the noisy sounds, but to no avail, he soon dropped his hand.
There’s no doubt that Rowdy Brightwill was sitting next to him. From getting into the car till now, he has not stopped asking questions and giving warnings. He alone could rival the chatter of ten people.
So annoying!
"Are you sure this is the place?"
Having received no answer from Glenn, Rowdy kept asking.
The reason they found this place without any hint from Flossie, was largely due to Glenn.
He gave his nameplate to Flossie.
Under normal circumstances, Glenn and the others don’t wear nameplates. He just happened to wear it recently, and it turned out to be useful. Of course, normal nameplates wouldn’t have a positioning effect, but as the captain of the Special Forces, he definitely has the privilege or need to have a special treatment from the country.
Since the positioning work is done by satellites, it can detect locations anywhere where the signal can reach. Let alone in a city like Capital City, he could find people even if he dug three feet into the ground.
However, to be able to locate the nameplate, he needed the cooperation of the military. He didn’t have the complete equipment in his hands. He couldn’t just randomly contact his people if it wasn’t within his mission.
"Don’t worry, the police are also investigating the surveillance. Their car was heading this way, probably no mistake."
Patrick Morrison was sitting in the front. Listening to Rowdy’s constant muttering, even he was getting a headache, so he turned around and responded.
— End of Chapter 449 —