Crisis Management Game

"I say it again, put down the gun and stand back!!"

Gu Ji completely ignored the police's threat. He buried his whole body behind the blonde woman and kept approaching the escalator along the wall. He was like a predatory beast, with hair all over his body and ears wagging left and right, in high alert.

Seeing that he was out of touch, the middle-aged policeman slowly moved his body and gave his companion a look. The latter understood and surrounded him from the side.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, slowly approached in a supporting formation.

Seeing that the two people ignored the warning and continued to squeeze his safe space, a trace of crazy blood flashed in Gu Ji's eyes:

"If you move again I will detonate the bomb!"

"Okay! Okay, I put down the gun, don't get excited!"

Seeing that Gu Ji's "eyes" were wrong, the middle-aged policeman was so frightened that he quickly spread his hands and slowly lowered the Glock 17 to the ground. At the same time, he motioned to the panicked people around him to take the opportunity to retreat. Then he slowed down his tone and played the "emotional card."

"I see that you are very young. You should be about the same age as my son. You should be in college at this time..."

"You also step back!"

Who would have thought that as a special police officer, Gu Ji had already been familiar with various police tactics and interception techniques. After scolding another young policeman who wanted to seize the opportunity, he quickly grabbed the blond woman and boarded the escalator, "Don't move. !Don’t follow me!!”

The middle-aged policeman frowned.

Although the purple-clothed boy in front of him has a young voice, he is very seasoned in criminal experience and never exposes his body too much. Whenever he and his companions deliberately coordinate an outflank, the purple-clothed boy will quickly change his position to block the shooting angle.

"Attention! A suspect was found on Elmhurst Avenue on Route 7..."

Seeing the middle-aged policeman reporting to the command center for help, Gu Ji immediately stepped back quickly, came to the subway exit, and dragged the hostages out.

When we reached the ground, our vision instantly became clear, the sky was blue and cloudless, the sun had just risen, the shops and sidewalks were bustling with people, and a police car was parked on the side of the subway entrance, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

The blond woman in her arms was already frightened and crying, and she kept begging, hoping that Gu Ji would let her go.

"Sorry, I was forced too."

Gu Ji whispered something and put the lighter into the woman's hat. His head kept turning, like a golden eagle that strayed into a pack of wolves. He looked around, alert to his surroundings, and saw another person at the crossroads not far away. The Taiwanese police car came and he let go immediately.

"Stand where you are and wait for the police!"

After finishing his sentence, he turned around and ran towards the nearby community.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Otherwise shoot!"

The police car in the distance also spotted the suspicious Gu Ji, immediately stopped the car, raised the muzzle of the gun and shouted, seeing that the warning was ineffective, he decisively pulled the trigger.

boom! As soon as the gunfire rang out, passers-by hurriedly screamed and fled.

Although the blond woman was scared to death, she didn't dare to move at all. She didn't know what Gu Ji had put in her hat, so she had to stand still and wait.

The bullet passed by Gu Ji.

He jumped over the vendors and ran into the narrow streets of the community like lightning.

If you want to avoid the police car tracking, you can only find a way to take a small road.

In the narrow passage, a trustworthy Asian man was looking at the fleeing Gu Ji with a confused look on his face. When he saw the other man running in front of him, he hurriedly pressed against the wall and took the initiative to get out of the way.

After passing through the narrow passage, I don't know what kind of morning market is in front of me. There are all kinds of shops and vendors. This kind of crowded place makes it easier for Gu Ji to escape.

He turned around and hid in a corner trash can, took off his purple sweatshirt and threw it in, revealing a white T-shirt. He took out a gray wrinkled peaked cap from the inside and put it on his head.

Pretending to be calm, he hurried out and took out a map from his pocket to check.

He now finally understands the usefulness of the two options given by the system. The mask can cover his face to avoid being wanted by the police, and the map can help him quickly grasp the escape route.

Although mobile phones also have positioning maps, the map display on a small screen is far less convenient than A4 colored paper.

"Line 7, Elmhurst Station..."

Gu Ji vaguely remembered the location the police called out to the main station when they finally called for help, "Here, it turns out I'm in Queens now."

There is the famous Chinese food district Flushing near Elmhurst Avenue. No wonder there are many Asian faces here.

Relying on the instant memory ability of 18.1 central nervous system attributes, he quickly memorized the map around Elmhurst Avenue, walked around the block to the main road, and saw the street signs.

The map route in my mind began to gradually merge with the actual situation.

At this time, the alarm bell sounded in the distance.

Gu Ji lowered the brim of his hat slightly and walked calmly behind the two middle-aged white men with big bellies. The police car just passed by him.

The police in the United States are not divided into obvious police types like most countries in the world, such as traffic police, criminal police, patrol police, special police, etc. They are basically multi-purpose.

Although the work is messy, in times of emergency, it is extremely efficient because it does not require the coordination of multiple departments and is unified and dispatched by the headquarters command center.

Generally speaking, after receiving a call from the first police car reporting a criminal escaping, the command center will quickly dispatch more than a dozen nearby police cars based on the location and scale of the crime, from different locations, different directions, different distances, and at the highest speed, encircling and surrounding them all the way.

so.

Gu Ji has temporarily passed the first hurdle: the state police surrounded the scene.

He is about to face the second level. He is wanted by the whole city, and the police who arrested him have also been promoted from the New York police to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, that is, the FBI.

Because U.S. law stipulates that local police do not have the power to investigate interstate cases and large-scale vicious cases.

This kind of live broadcast bombing case is extremely bad in nature and has a huge social impact. It is a blatant provocation to the safety of citizens and the credibility of the country. It is already considered a serious terrorist attack and will definitely be handed over to the FBI for handling.

When the time comes, the opponent Gu Ji faces will no longer be as simple as an ordinary policeman.

Don’t forget, the FBI is both a law enforcement agency and an intelligence agency.

It is equivalent to the domestic anti-terrorism + political security + criminal investigation + economic investigation bureau, with various technical investigation methods emerging in an endless stream, even as good as the CIA.

Among them, the Hostage Rescue Team (HRT) is the Emergency Response Team, which is deployed throughout the United States within four hours. It is no joke.

By the time the FBI got serious, police cars, helicopters, and network communication reconnaissance had been deployed, and the location was locked. As soon as the HRT was dispatched, even if Gu Ji had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't have enough bullets to jump.

Individual power can never compete with the state's violent institutions.

All Gu Ji can do now is to try his best to eliminate the three bombs buried in New York City and the bomb on his neck before the FBI mobilizes its full strength.

The time is, four hours.

This is not just the national deployment time of HRT.

More importantly, the bloody countdown for this level was too short, only more than eight hours in total. He had to compress the action time of each round, otherwise even if he died and rolled back, there would not be enough time left to complete the mission.

Thinking of this, Gu Ji first raised his wrist, set a countdown of 3 hours and 50 minutes on his watch, and then took out his live broadcast mobile phone from his pocket.

More than ten minutes passed.

Since the screen in the live broadcast room has always been black, the discussion barrage has long been crowded and exploded. The number of people in the live broadcast room has also doubled from 1,000 people before to more than 2,000 people. After all, there are still only a few people watching the live broadcast abroad. Plus it’s morning in America again.

[Why is there no picture? 】

[Is Brother Guozi really dead? 】

[The anchor quickly starts the live broadcast! Very impatient! 】

[Could he have been caught by the police? 】

【I’m so anxious! Quickly turn on the live broadcast, I want to see the scene! 】

[Everyone, please wake up. Turning off the live broadcast is obviously easier for the anchor to escape. If the live broadcast is on, the police will lock your location according to the environment in minutes! 】

…

Gu Ji is not the anchor, and he has no time to pay attention to the questions raised by friends in the live broadcast room.

He clicked on the avatar of Passion Fruit's homepage, found the private message button, and browsed around. He found that they were all urging him to open the screen, asking if he was dead, or texting him.

So he spoke directly:

"I checked the background and couldn't find the bomb tip you mentioned."

【What the hell? Finally alive? 】

[This isn’t Passion Fruit’s voice, is it his assistant? 】

【You are cheating! Open the screen quickly! 】

[The brain that said cheating got kicked by the donkey? Are you helping terrorists? 】

[Art requires cruelty: Why did you turn off the live broadcast? It made me struggle for a long time, whether to press the detonator button... For you, this is a good opportunity to become famous, isn't it? 】

Looking at the red barrage at the top, Gu Ji frowned slightly.

"There is no requirement in your rules that the live broadcast must be on. Stop talking nonsense and tell me what to do next!"

The water friends were instantly shocked when they heard the tone of his voice.

Damn it.

Even though he had a bomb tied around his neck, he still dared to talk to the terrorists in such a tone. Those who didn't know better thought that the person being threatened was a bomber!

Perhaps the bomber was also surprised by Gu Ji's performance.

After a delay of four or five seconds, he sent the barrage.

[Art requires cruelty: It seems I was mistaken. I thought the smartest among the three of you was the Xia countryman, but I didn’t expect you to be the calmest one. Interesting...]

Until this moment.

Those viewers who were in the live broadcast room just now realized that this Passion Fruit assistant had successfully escaped from the New York police siege and escaped unharmed. Although he used hostages as threats, it was relatively easy.

But everyone will say that when this happens in reality, most people’s first reaction is probably to go blank.

Gu Jize turned to the backstage and finally saw the first prompt.

[US Tennis Open main venue (note that this information can only be read by yourself and cannot be released to others by any means, otherwise the bomb will be detonated directly)]

He hurriedly took out the map to find the location of the arena.

At the same time, the bomber’s floating screen barrage appeared again in the live broadcast room:

[Art requires cruelty: It doesn’t matter that you took advantage of a loophole in my rules, but a lot of fun will be lost without pictures. In order to make this live broadcast full of drama, I decided to expose your coordinates every hour and force Turn on the screen, the time is five minutes. 】

[Also, please don’t ignore any of my comments, otherwise I won’t be sure whether my fingers will click correctly next time, Boom! hahaha~~】

When Gu Ji saw these two sentences, a cold and fierce light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

It is clear.

The bomber was toying with him, running him around like a dog.

But he did not easily fall into the opponent's suppressive rhythm.

Instead, he straightened up and grinned.

"So, you admit your identity as a hacker? A person who can control the backend of a multinational live streaming platform software at will, hide the IP address, and change the location of the mobile phone at will without being discovered by the authorities requires extremely high computer skills."

"This kind of person is not an unknown person. Especially judging from the fact that you caused such a live broadcast explosion, it proves that you are an arrogant person who likes to show off and is eager to be noticed by the outside world. Oh, by the way..."

At this point, Gu Ji suddenly paused and touched the sensor bomb on his neck, "I would also like to add one more thing, a top hacker who can make bombs."

“Although guns are not prohibited by law in the United States, powerful weapons such as explosives, grenades, and landmines are strictly prohibited by states. If you want to make a bomb, you can only go to Home Depot and other building materials markets to purchase fertilizer raw materials, steel pipes, nails, etc. to refine and make soil bombs. .”

"But electronic detonators are not something that ordinary people can get, not to mention that the remote-controlled bombs you made are very delicate. For example, the IED remote-controlled bomb detonated in the subway not only needs to make the bomb body, but also needs to improve the phone Motherboard, you can’t learn this by yourself just by checking the information a few times on the Internet.”

"So, I speculate that you must have a military background, maybe a bomb disposal expert, maybe you have received special operations training, and combined with your extremely high computer skills, it shouldn't be difficult to lock your identity, right?"

Gu Ji, who has mastered the explosive disposal skills of the Marine Corps, is well aware of the difficulty of making such bombs.

The first is structural improvement. It is necessary to disassemble the vibration motor in the phone's main board, and then link the positive and negative circuits of the vibration motor to the detonators in the IED. In order to ensure successful detonation, it is usually necessary to set up two sets of detonators;

The second is information remote control technology. It is necessary to set up a white list of phone calls and messages. Except for the remote control number, incoming calls and messages from other numbers will be rejected;

The simple method of detonating IEDs through phone calls and text messages is only suitable for backward areas. If this method is adopted in developed areas, the police will soon use technical means to investigate all calls and messages to and from the place where the explosion took place one by one, and lock the target.

Therefore, smart criminals often use more stable technical means to detonate IEDs: network remote control detonation technology, which requires a certain level of computing technology.

Based on the above points, it is easy to draw the conclusion he said:

Hacker, bomb expert, military training background!

Gu Ji finished his words.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all stunned.

[Holy shit, this guy is so awesome, how can he identify himself as a terrorist with just a few words? 】

[Everyone, please call the police immediately and let the FBI catch this bomber! 】

[It’s really awesome. Even after this, you can still think calmly, and you are so clear about the criminal process. I’m afraid this person has done it before, right? 】

[I doubt that someone has been replaced. The real assistant has died a long time ago. Now the police is playing the role, so he doesn’t dare to start the live broadcast! 】

[Where is the bomber? Why don't you come out and respond? 】

[Hahaha, I guess I was hit and my defense was broken on the spot. Are you scared now? Pack your things and run away! 】

[I know you are in a hurry, but don’t be anxious yet! Do you dare to come out and respond? 】

…

Many netizens in the live broadcast room were watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. They kept urging Bomber to respond, but after a few seconds, it only sent back two commas, as if it was caused by typing on the keyboard randomly, and it looked like it was angry. Caused by accidentally touching the keyboard.

To be honest, this is exactly what Gu Ji wants to see.

If you mess with my mentality, I will mess with yours.

Although the rules clearly prohibit him from seeking help from others, it does not say that he cannot analyze himself. As long as the key information about the bomber is revealed, enthusiastic netizens will definitely report the case.

Even if no one pays attention to it, when the screen recording video is posted online, it will still be seen by the police and FBI. When the state takes action, it will indirectly help Gu Ji deal with the mastermind behind the scenes.

As for why he wasn't afraid that the bomber would blow him up directly when he was angry?

Very simple.

As analyzed in the previous discourse, this terrorist needs too much attention.

Now, two of the three "puppets" the Unabomber was looking for have died, and only Gu Ji is left. How could he be killed so easily? After all, once a person dies, things cannot continue to spread. The true story of the Unabomber The purpose will not be achieved.

really.

After nearly half a minute of silence, the remote-controlled bomb was not detonated, and the bomber finally came forward to respond.

[Art requires cruelty: I admit that your mind is indeed very powerful, but do you think you can target me with this information alone? Haha, you are too naive. You should focus more on finding bombs. You only have...46 minutes left before the coordinates will be exposed. I wish you good luck! 】

Gu Ji ignored the bomber's "taunting".

Taking this opportunity, he had found the main venue of the US Open on the map, which was located in Queens, where he was located.

Putting away the map, he took out "Barron"'s mobile phone and looked up all the information about the stadium.

Before any operation is carried out, intelligence analysis always comes first.

But if you don’t check, you won’t know. If you check, you will be shocked.

Although the U.S. Open is not as popular as the four major leagues in the United States, there are still hundreds of thousands of die-hard fans. During the competition, the tickets are almost sold out. This year’s Open is from August 31 to September. On the 13th, the location was Arthur Field at Nacola Park in Flushing Meadows, Queens!

It is also the largest outdoor public tennis court in the United States, with a capacity of nearly 24,000 people watching at the same time.

There happens to be a game today, the time is 9 a.m., and the game starts in less than two hours. If a bomb is buried here and detonates, it will definitely be one of the most horrific bomb attacks in history!

"Judging from the map of New York, Elmhurst Avenue is only two stops away from Flushing Park, about three kilometers. It takes 40 minutes to walk and 25 minutes to jog..."

When I opened the properties page, I found that my skeletal muscle movement had been weakened by 8.3%.

That's right, the owner of this body is too young, only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his body has not yet fully matured, so he is not as good as Herman and Wang Xueming.

The best thing to do is to conserve more energy.

He was likely to need to continue high-intensity combat today, so he turned around and went to a 711 convenience store near the main street.

Before the police wanted the whole city.

Gu Ji decided to buy some food and water first to avoid being exhausted and unable to run halfway.

While the clerk was checking out, he lowered the brim of his hat and walked into the store, trying his best to avoid the cameras and capture his face.

When they came to the food section, Gu Ji only chose sugar, chocolate, butter cheese, nuts and other foods that were light in weight, high in calories and easy to store, which could reduce the burden on their backpacks.

After paying the bill, he walked to the street, stopped a yellow Ford taxi, opened the door and sat in the driver's back seat.

"Hey boy, where do you want to go?"

The driver is an American uncle in his thirties or forties, neither fat nor thin. He wears a black baseball cap. It can be seen that he is in a good mood and his tone is very cheerful.

"Flushing Park, please hurry up."

Gu Ji originally planned to tell the location of the stadium directly, but when he thought about the live broadcast, if he revealed the clear destination at this time, if the police knew about it, wouldn't it be possible to control the stadium soon?

On the one hand, this makes it easy to be caught, and on the other hand, it also increases the difficulty for him to find bombs.

As for Flushing Park, it's huge.

It is the second largest garden park in New York. In addition to the tennis center, it also contains the New York Museum of Science, the Museum of Art, a theater, a wildlife center, etc. It covers an area of ​​5.1 square kilometers, which is almost as big as the BASF production base.

If you want to completely surround the entire park, I'm afraid you will have to mobilize the entire New York Police Department.

"rest assured."

The driver glanced back at Gu Ji, nodded with a smile, put the car into gear, stepped on the accelerator, and drove off.

After the car started moving, Gu Ji kept turning his head to look out the window, paying attention to the surrounding environment, and took out a map for comparison to continue strengthening his memory.

Friends in the live broadcast room also kept asking questions.

[The first explosion location was in Flushing Park? 】

【Who knows where that is? Does anyone have an answer? 】

[Are you all coming from China by climbing ladders? 】

[There are so many people in Flushing Park. The terrorists are determined to go against the United States! 】

[Isn’t this anchor afraid of the police eavesdropping in the live broadcast room? 】

[If the police are really here, the first one should catch the bomber. The anchor is also forced to die. If he doesn't obey the arrangement, he will die. If he dies or flees, who else will choose not to flee? 】

[Anchor, please talk more and interact with us for a few words. Maybe we can help you with some ideas! 】

…

Not only the fans in the live broadcast room were asking Gu Ji, but even the driver asked for a topic several times, but he never responded.

Based on public security investigation science, he summarized several key points for improving anti-reconnaissance capabilities:

Environmental adaptability, map acquisition, staying alert, systematic disposal of belongings, being efficient and leaving no trace, social engineering skills, and self-discipline.

One of the most important aspects of self-discipline is to purify the information flow!

Too much complicated information flow will reduce a person's thinking and judgment, which is a taboo for counter-reconnaissance.

From being chased by the police to now, Gu Ji has been strictly following these points.

Observing the neighborhood environment, reading New York maps, guarding cameras, purchasing necessary items, etc., but now, he is preoccupied with thinking about how to enter the tennis court in advance to find bombs, leaving no extra energy to take care of the live broadcast room viewers and taxi drivers.

Seeing that Gu Ji ignored him, the driver was not angry and turned on the radio to listen to the broadcast.

"Urgent interrupt. According to the front desk reporter, at about 7:05 a.m. on September 8, three young men were suspected of carrying out a bomb attack in the Elmhurst subway station. Five people were injured at the scene. According to the victim's account, The three suspects were black, Asian and white. The black man died on the spot, the Asian was shot by the police, and the remaining suspect fled in an unknown direction, wearing a purple sweatshirt..."

【What the hell? Is this a city-wide wanted manhunt? 】

[It shouldn’t be a wanted warrant, it’s just news media exposure. This is how the American media is. No matter what your government says, attracting the public and making money is the last word! 】

[Taxi driver: Danger! 】

[Hahaha, anchor, run away quickly, it will be terrible if the media reads out your characteristics! 】

[Do you know what the anchor looks like? 】

[The police must know, right? After all, he had just confronted the police in the subway station. What were his appearance and what clothes he was wearing...]

[I think he must have changed his clothes long ago because he is so calm, and I seemed to have heard the sound of taking off clothes before! 】

…

When Gu Ji heard the news on the radio, his heart skipped a beat.

But as the barrage said, fortunately it was just a media report, and the police did not actually start a city-wide manhunt. He estimated that this would take at least half an hour.

Half an hour later, as long as the police still can't catch him, the incident in the live broadcast room will also be fermented on the Internet. By then, the media will pay attention to the spread and the government will be furious. It will be the time for the FBI to take action.

"Brother, we're here."

Ten minutes later, the driver stopped near the entrance of a green park and stopped the meter.

Taxi prices in New York are unconventionally expensive, and can easily cost a few dollars.

Fortunately, "Barron" had enough cash in his pocket. After taking out the money, Gu Ji quickly opened the door and got out of the car, found a random direction, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Until the taxi left.

He just walked out from behind the tree trunk, followed the map mark, and walked towards the Arthur Tennis Court.

Today is Friday morning, US time.

Young white-collar workers and students are basically working and going to school. Even so, the flow of people in the park is very scary. Apart from older uncles and aunts, as well as tourists from all over the world, the largest number are US Tennis fans.

It is now less than two hours before the start of the game, and many people are squatting nearby in advance to prepare to enter the stadium.

Gu Ji first looked at the surrounding environment.

Because it is a park square, the terrain is very open. Once he is chased or a firefight breaks out, he will not be able to quickly get rid of the police or the enemy in a short period of time.

Fortunately, this is the second largest forest park in New York. The nearby greening is very good. The dense bushes and metasequoias will become natural bunkers. Using it as a cover, you can quickly run into the Flushing subway station or grab it directly from the main road. The car leaves.

Come to the venue.

There are even more people gathered here. A large number of fans are buying peripheral items and food at sponsor stores and shops. Some people are experiencing tennis and taking photos at the pre-match activities.

Gu Ji walked down the stairs of the shop and found that the stairs leading to the arena were being guarded by two muscular security personnel.

The audience in the live broadcast room naturally heard the noisy sound of the stadium:

【What's so noisy! 】

[Can the anchor turn on the camera so we can see where it is? 】

[There are many venues in Flushing Park, so you should have entered a certain venue! 】

[Could it be a tennis court? There seems to be a US Open match today! 】

[No matter where you are, the anchor should tell everyone around you to leave quickly! 】

[Isn’t he shouting to reveal his position right now? 】

…

There are now nearly 3,000 people watching in the live broadcast room. It is not surprising that some American students or locals know the main venue of the US Open.

But this also reminded Gu of something: time is running out.

He left the store passage and was about to see if there was a side door or window outside the venue through which he could sneak into the venue. Unexpectedly, he happened to see a middle-aged male cleaner coming out of the employee passage to use the bathroom.

Gu Ji lowered the brim of his hat and followed.

He originally planned to knock out the cleaner, put on his clothes and sneak in, but he didn't expect that the guy seemed to be too hot and hung his coat on the top of the door.

He immediately pulled it away and put it on.

"Fuck! Who took my clothes? Old Willy? Please, stop joking with me, I'm shitting!"

The male cleaning man's angry curses came from behind the door.

But Gu Ji had already run out of the toilet. He originally wanted to sneak in through the staff passage, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the security guard at the door again:

"Who are you? Why are you only wearing a coat?"

"Sorry, I fell down on the road and my pants were dirty. Old Willy asked me to help!"

Gu Ji pretended to be anxious, put on his coat and walked inside.

The security guard also seemed to know Old Willy. When he heard that he was introduced by an acquaintance, he didn't think much about it.

After breaking into the stadium, I looked at the huge bowl-shaped stadium, surrounded by more than ten floors of tall stands, with a green lawn in the center, and a blue plastic tennis court paved on the lawn.

There is also a white sunshade at the top, and a huge display TV is hung on each side.

"The venue is so big, where can I find bombs..."

[Art requires cruelty: Dang Dang Dang, you still have 20 minutes to reveal your position~]