Chapter 646 Do You Want Candy? Say What You Want to Eat

But then the convoy went all the way safely, and did not encounter any accidents until it drove into the county jail.

This fully illustrates the need for Harrison's first escort during the day.

The hooded man in the car just now is the real Alex Montell, and the real owner of the 100 million bounty.

The one who was sent to prison by the police convoy in the afternoon was just a SWAT team member pretending to be a stand-in.

Anyway, when escorting, Alex's face will be covered by the hood, and no one knows if it is him.

The group of escorts in the afternoon were not Harrison's direct subordinates either. None of his direct subordinates were dispatched, but remained on standby at the headquarters.

Harrison's plan is known only to himself and a certain boss in the headquarters, and everyone else is kept in the dark.

The boss of the headquarters arranged in advance to lock the stand-in during the day in the isolation room, temporarily not allowing anyone to inquire and visit.

Before the real body of Alex, the hot potato, is sent to prison, the outside world must try to make the outside world think that he is already in prison, so as to reduce the resistance for the real escort operation at night.

It now appears that the plan has been largely successful.

First of all, even if there are still gangsters suspected, but with the passage of time and the normalization of order at the headquarters, they will feel that they are late.

Large-scale battles between police and bandits during the day have long been on TV, and the repeated news has repeatedly strengthened this feeling.

After all, the culprit is not a police officer, and there is no way to confirm the situation with a search if there is any suspicion.

Secondly, there are more than 100 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 exit of the parking lot, ensuring that three or four unpainted vehicles left together more than ten times, which was a serious blow to the confidence of people with hearts.

Maybe Alex Montell was in a car and had already left.

In the end, the route of the escort this time at night did not go straight to the east like the first escort during the day, but went around a half circle.

The route specially chosen by the convoy was extremely fast after missing the peak period. The entire escort took less than 40 minutes, leaving little time for the gangsters to react.

Except... well,

The two middle school girls beside Luke, the other gangsters have been deceived.

And Luke also remembered that the twins seemed to have approached the police car escorting the suspect among the group of young people dancing in the afternoon.

I don't know how they judged that the person in the car during the day was a stand-in, but they did not do it at that time, but chose to eat alone at night.

There was only one question: how did they determine the route of the night escort vehicle?

Judging from the current situation, they did not find other ordinary people to help, and it is not easy to do this.

When the others got off the car and escorted the hooded man to the prison cell, Luke stared at the pair of middle school girls in the car.

In fact, he was gossiping, and two pairs of big blue eyes not far away just stared at him without saying a word.

He sighed: "If you don't explain your situation, then I can only refer you to professionals. You know what?"

Fear flashed in the eyes of the sisters, but they didn't say a word.

Luke was helpless: "Don't tell me? If I say it, I might secretly let you go."

Hesitation flashed in the eyes of the sisters, but they remained silent.

Luke also gave up.

I don't know if the two girls were too wary of him, or if they had special resistance to psychic abilities, his fur-level psychic communication was completely useless to them.

After trying several times, he didn't even ask the names of the two of them.

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 there is no tendency to violently kill.

Luke is certain of this.

A person who ignores life and has blood on his hands is still very different from ordinary people.

Luke himself relied on his clear record to cover up his anomalies, but he still couldn't hide many old birds, such as Robert and Flegg.

He didn't think the two sisters could hide from him.

But their silence made him hesitate.

Call Wells or Flagg? That is very likely to send them into the tiger's mouth.

Luke himself didn't want to work under Wells, it was a huge pit.

Flegg's organization also has many problems. Just looking at the things they contain, I am afraid it is a bit of a shameful research project.

Frowning and thinking, he suddenly put away the gun: "Forget it. When you leave the prison, what you want to do has nothing to do with me."

Looking at his actions, the two similar faces showed similar expressions of surprise and doubt.

After making the decision, Luke also relaxed.

He dug into his pocket, took out a chocolate lollipop, pulled out the candy wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Noticing the four strange gazes beside him, he didn't turn his head, just touched it from his pocket and reached out: "Do you want candy? Just tell me if you want."

The eyes of the two girls went back and forth between his mouth and his hands, and the girl with the broken hair moved her hand, but it was torn off by the mushroom head.

Luke smiled and put the two lollipops into the hand from which the broken-haired girl was torn off: "Wait and eat by yourself."

The broken-haired girl's mouth is still blocked by the 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 for such illegal things. Those who are waiting for you all the time are not the police."

Not long after, Harrison and his party came out and quickly got into the car.

Seeing the silence in the back seat, he didn't care too much, just instructed the team members to drive.

The car drove out of the prison, and Harrison let out 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 about them?"

Luke pondered for a moment: "Send them to the temporary detention room at the headquarters. Today we fought with the bandits like that. We can't ask us to help in the interrogation, right?"

Harrison thought about it and nodded in agreement.

As long as SWAT is ordered by the boss above, a word of disagreement is done.

But interrogating prisoners, they really don't have the majors of serious crime detectives.

Of course, SWAT also has truly "professional" interrogation techniques.

But Harrison glanced at the young faces of the two little girls in the rearview mirror, and immediately gave up this too cruel idea.

Men in this world look at their faces.

Harrison's black bald head is no exception.

Let him kill a few gunmen, he won't hesitate.

But if he wanted to use those "professional interrogation" techniques against two underage girls, he couldn't do it.

In addition, all the SWAT team members who performed the task at night were safe, and the escort task was successfully completed.

Harrison was relieved, and he didn't want to bother with them.

At this point, Luke is similar to Harrison, and he is in a good mood at the moment, and everything is pleasing to the eye.