After negotiation, the relevant personnel can only see from the wireless network that the situation of their crown prince and the crown prince is not very bad, but I don’t know how long it will be guaranteed. ()

They met unusual gangsters with experienced and vigilant no matter how hard the negotiators worked, each call was only a dozen seconds, and the hostages were not ready to bargain with the royal family and the government - cash and gold were first prepared, but to use this to get close to the yacht that had lost all the information, it would not have to take the crown and the old Diag at the same time; exchange hostages on the spot? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, only the old Diag and a helicopter pilot - he knew where his children would wait and he knew what he should take.

In fact, when the leader of the emergency response team personally went to the heavily guarded First Prison to extract the dangerous old man, he knew that everything was in the control of this bastard.

The most noteworthy thing about him shaved his hair and combed his hair neatly was that he had a fur coat ready and the prison had heating.

The negotiators have tried to use a tougher tone to reverse the situation, but unfortunately the hostages are not fooled by them at all. A few minutes after the negotiators hung up the phone, a bloody video immediately circulated on the Internet - the pure sky, the bright jewel blue sea, the white and transparent ice floes... and the footage of the human corpse abandoned by his own kind was a close-up on the face of the corpse. This is a young man who has not seen the one that has been blown away.

The skull can be said to be quite handsome. He is one of the accompanying members of the crown prince Odin. The dead body floats in the sea with extremely high transparency. Soon, hungry sea fish gather to sniff his semi-coagulant brain. When the camera turns to a closed room reading a book and contemplative hostage, a computer-processed synthetic sound reminds the side indifferently whether to see them. The crown prince and the princess also become the protagonists of such small stories. ()

Everyone knows that succumbing to the threat of terrorists is like drinking to quench thirst. But as the saying goes, "Others' pain can be held back." (meaning to take other people's pain very low) The north is far enough from Sardinia. Their independent organization or terrorists have no relationship with Sardinia. They only know that their crown prince Alexander Eridinand was innocently implicated because of Odin's domestic affairs and is in danger of life at any time - this abrupt crown prince who appeared is himself

The excellent performance over the years has been recognized by the vast majority of Sardinian people, especially the fearlessness and calmness he showed in the incident of the fierce poxvirus, which has brought the public's fanaticism to a peak - they firmly believe that Alexander is the most orthodox and perfect heir of the Sardinian royal family, the future ruler or a friend of a father and son... They respect him, like him, love him, and look forward to him to bring a better future to Sardinia, not to die in an inexplicable hostage-taking incident.

The Sardinians did not choose to march in front of the embassy or protest in protests, but would choose a respected representative to submit a letter. Only a few people knew the content of the letter, but those who knew it could not recover their normal faces for a long time; when embassy staff went out to eat, shop, and wash clothes, they would be stared at the dark eyes of the Sardinians, and many people didn't want their money. They clearly felt that if their government and royal family could not let Sardinian crown prince return intact, they would have to pay their lives; - The Sardinian government and Her Majesty the Queen could only say that they would call on the people to try their best to restrain their emotions, but did not come up with any specific regulations, let alone take corresponding actions.

But Odin also has nothing to say about this. After all, according to international practice, the security of important figures in the country has always been the responsibility of the visited country. The crown prince of a country in their land.

Their internal affairs were held hostage enough to be embarrassing and ashamed. Is the damaged party generous in giving comfort and support? Even Dongka sent a team of special professional forces combatants from his royal guard regiment and an emergency handling team to "support" and "assist in defense".

The attitudes of the negotiators in the other two countries are clearly inclined to rescue the hostages safely first - especially Sardinians think that the losses should be minimized and then consider how to make up for the loopholes or strike them - even in Odin's idea, there are a few supporters, but the most worrying thing is that the hostages do not accept the exchange of hostages at all. They are not afraid of the success or failure of the deal - they lose at most a possible leader, but for Odin it is the worst result of the entire country - to form an unresolved hatred and knot with two potential countries.

Compromise is almost a must.

The crown of the king Odin was taken to the old Diag. He skillfully removed the velvet pad under the golden stent. The age of Odin is equivalent to that of the country, the crown of the crown is composed of six gold plates connected to each other. It looks like a wide ring. It is different from the more exquisite and complicated crowns in later generations. Apart from a few runes, there is only one strangely shaped crystal inlaid in the middle. It is a bit like a wing. A pair of angrily opened, closely connected wings. The edges are flipped up unevenly. The flying feathers below are like fish scales arranged layer by layer. The down feathers and thin feathers are vaguely visible - and it is precisely because of this extreme similarity. It is called "Wings of Ice" - a name that is extremely in line with the body.

Old Diag slowly turned the treasure in his hand, without polarizing mirrors or thermal conductors. Although this ancient crystal is as transparent as some clever imitations, there is no stone pattern at all. But just as the ancient Odin people compared crystals to the tears of the chaste girl. The sky and the earth are full of stars at summer nights. The saints crystallize wisely. The essence of the earth and all things are. Nothing can explain its purity and crystallineness better than a truly natural crystal. People who touched and appreciated it will not be deceived by those glass and synthetic crystals.

He put the crown back into the original storage box. Then he checked the gold and cash. His skillful and precise methods made the police officers on the side feel bitter. Old Diag used to be the most admired person. Although he was born in a noble family, he was willing to start from a small policeman. With his diligence, hard work and innate wisdom, he has been the Minister of Police. They once cheered for his keenness and ability. Now they have to taste his power.

The atmosphere at the scene was stiff. Old Diag said only a few necessary words from beginning to end. For example: "It's the ground." "Yes." "Go." "Go."... His tone was flat and expressionless. He knew that it was best not to show some boring actions, words and expressions at this time. It would certainly be extremely pleasant to be able to laugh at the enemy. But many times, the opportunity to turn defeat into victory is to leak it to the enemy when you grinned - not to mention that this is also unfavorable for your own safety. Who knows whether one or two young people who are eyeing will be blinded by their passion and pull the trigger... This way of death is too stupid.

The helicopter soared into the air with the roar of the propeller.

"What if they still refuse to put the hostages back or even kill them...what should we do?" An expert asked with his head down, his voice vague and low, probably only he himself knew what he was saying.

"Get war." Unexpectedly, someone answered him: "Get war in full swing."

The person who answered sighed long: "No matter what, the next thing is not our responsibility - nor is it our ability to take responsibility." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!