The bureau chief's back was soaked with sweat as large as beans, his skin taut with tension. Just as he was about to give the order to comply with the terrorists' demands, he saw a long shadow sitting in the back seat of the car move, raising a hand.
A gentle motion, yet it had already distinctly issued an instruction.
The bureau chief immediately retracted the command he was about to give, and shouted sternly, "Continue the chase!"
Three words shattered the terrorists' last psychological defense line, knowing that the only card in their hand had also lost its effect!
"What now!"
"Damn it, we captured a useless one! What's the use of the so-called Miss Chu, no use at all!"
A few murmurs led the terrorists to make the quickest decision immediately.
In the eyes of the police, their capture value far surpassed the life of a hostage!
The police just wanted to catch them and didn't care about the life or death of a mere woman!
