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But the motorcade then had a safe journey until it drove into the county jail without encountering any further accidents.
This fully illustrates the necessity of Harrison's first escort during the day.
The hooded man in the car just now is the real Alex Montel, and he is also the owner of the 100 million reward.
The person who was brought to prison by the police convoy in the afternoon was just a stand-in pretending to be a member of the swat team.
¡°Anyway, Alex¡¯s face will be covered by a hood when being escorted, and no one knows if it¡¯s him.
The escort team members in the afternoon were not Harrison's direct subordinates. None of his direct subordinates were dispatched. Instead, they remained on standby at the headquarters.
Harrison¡¯s plan was only known to himself and a certain boss at the headquarters, and everyone else was kept in the dark.
The big boss at the headquarters made arrangements in advance to lock the daytime substitute in an isolation room and not allow anyone to inquire or visit him for the time being.
Before the real body of Alex, the hot potato, is sent to prison, we must try our best to make the outside world think that he is already in prison, so as to reduce resistance to the real escort operation at night.
Now it seems that this plan is basically successful.
First of all, even if there are still suspicions among the gangsters, as time goes by and the order at the headquarters becomes normalized, they will feel that they are too late.
Large-scale battles between police and robbers during the day have long been on TV, and the repeated news repeatedly reinforces this feeling.
¡°After all, the culprits are not police officers, and if they have suspicions, they cannot use searches to confirm the situation.
Secondly, there are more than a hundred unpainted vehicles pouring out of the headquarters after get off work, and they do not have the ability to monitor them all.
Harrison also controlled the opening rhythm of the parking lot exit, ensuring that three or four unpainted vehicles left together more than ten times, which was a serious blow to the confidence of those who were interested.
Maybe Alex Montel was in a certain car and had already left.
Finally, the route of this escort at night was not like going straight to the east like the first escort during the day, but a half-circle.
The convoy¡¯s specially chosen route traveled extremely fast after missing the peak period. The entire escort took less than forty minutes, leaving the gangsters little time to react.
Except forwell, the two middle-aged girls next to Luke, all the other gangsters have been deceived.
And Luke also remembered that the twins seemed to be among the group of young people dancing in the afternoon, and they had even approached the police car escorting the suspect.
¡°I don¡¯t know how they determined that the person in the car was a stand-in during the day, but they did not do anything at that time, and chose to eat alone at night.
There is only one question: How did they determine the route of the escort vehicle at night?
Judging from the current situation, they have not asked other ordinary people to help. It is not easy to do this.
When the others got out of the car and escorted the hooded man to the prison cell, Luke stared at the middle-aged girl in the car.
In fact, he was chatting, and two pairs of big blue eyes not far away stared at him without saying a word.
He sighed: "If you don't explain your situation, then I can only transfer you to professionals. You know that, right?"
The two sisters had a look of fear in their eyes, but they said nothing.
Luke was helpless: "You really don't want to tell me? If you tell me, I might let you go secretly."
There was hesitation in the eyes of the two sisters, but they remained silent.
Luke gave up.
¡°I don¡¯t know whether the two girls were too wary of him or whether they were specifically resistant to psychic abilities. His superficial psychic communication was completely useless to them.
After trying several times, he couldn¡¯t even ask for their names.
He didn¡¯t want to torture the two little girls to extract confessions.
In fact, he was serious about letting the two little girls go.
Their abilities and actions are relatively measured, and they have no tendency to kill violently.
Luke is sure of this.
A person who has no regard for life and whose hands are full of blood is still very different from ordinary people.
Luke himself relied on his apparent record to cover up his abnormalities, but he still couldn't hide it from many veterans, such as Robert and Flagg.
He didn¡¯t think the two sisters could hide this from him.
But they were silent, which made him hesitate.
Call Welles or Flagg? It is very likely that they will be sent into the tiger's mouth.
Luke himself doesn¡¯t want to work for Wells, so that¡¯sA huge pit.
Flagg¡¯s institution also has many problems. Just looking at the things they house, it¡¯s probably a very shady research project.
Frowning and thinking, he suddenly put away the gun: "Forget it. When you leave the prison later, whatever you want to do has nothing to do with me."
Looking at his actions, the two similar faces showed similar expressions of surprise and confusion.
Having made his decision, Luke also relaxed.
He dug around in his pocket, took out a chocolate lollipop, removed the wrapper, and popped it into his mouth.
Noticing the four surprised looks around him, he didn't turn his head. He just touched it in his pocket again and reached out: "Do you want to eat candy? Just tell me if you want to eat."
The two girls looked back and forth between his mouth and hands. The girl with broken hair moved her hand, but it was pulled off by the mushroom head.
Luke smiled and put two lollipops into the hand of the girl with broken hair that was pulled off: "You can eat it later."
The girl with broken hair still had her mouth blocked by a towel.
He looked sideways at the night sky outside the window, and couldn't help but remind him: "If you have the ability, don't use it to do such illegal things. Those people who are always waiting for you to show up are not the police."
Not long after, Harrison and his group came out and quickly got in the car.
Seeing the silence in the back seat, he didn¡¯t pay much attention and just ordered his team members to drive.
After the car drove out of the prison, Harrison breathed a long sigh of relief: "Thank God, it's finally done."
Luke smiled and said nothing.
Harrison turned to look at the twins and asked, "What should they do?"
Luke pondered for a moment: "Send them to the temporary detention room at the headquarters. We have fought the gangsters like that today, so we can't still ask for our help in the interrogation, right?"
Harrison thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
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But when it comes to interrogating prisoners, they are really not as professional as the detectives from the crime squad.
Of course, swat also has truly "professional" interrogation techniques.
But Harrison looked at the childish faces of the two little girls in the rearview mirror and immediately gave up this too cruel idea.
Men in this world are all about appearance.
Harrison¡¯s black bald head is no exception.
Ask him to kill a few armed gangsters, and he will not hesitate.
But if he was asked to use those "professional interrogation" techniques on two underage girls, he couldn't do it.
And all the swat team members who performed the mission at night were safe, and the escort mission was successfully completed.
Harrison felt relieved and didn't want to argue with them.
At this point, Luke is almost the same as Harrison. He is in a good mood at the moment and enjoys everything he sees. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com