Chapter 41

When Stan came out of prison, it was a little bright.

He is in a restless mood at the moment.

I just want to find a place to get drunk and vent.

Sitting in the car, his confidant asked, "Stan, do you want to take you home?"

When Stan was about to give the name of the bar, he suddenly remembered what Jason said to him and quickly changed his mind: "no, go to the safe house in Queens."

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In the safe room, Franklin walked anxiously around the living room.

Jason has been arrested for the third day, but he can't think of any way except sitting at home watching TV.

"Franklin, it's me!"

Suddenly, Stan's voice appeared at the door.

Franklin was overjoyed. He quickly opened the door and asked, "how's the boss? It's said on TV that he was put in prison. Is it true? "

Stan slumped on the sofa, picked up the beer and took a big gulp: "it's true! Moreover, the prison where he was held was a military fortress. There are more than 1000 prison guards guarding less than 300 prisoners. It is impossible to save Jason by force alone. "

Franklin's smile completely disappeared and asked anxiously, "what about that? Aren't you the director of the narcotics bureau? Is there no way? "

Stan shook his head helplessly.

He is the director of the anti drug Bureau, not the Minister of justice. How can he have so much energy to release Jason.

"But." Stan frowned and said, "Jason doesn't seem to worry at all. He also said a strange thing."

He told Franklin exactly what Jason had told him.

"Ha? Let's go out and do bad things in his name. What's the reason? "

Anyone with normal IQ will find this sentence problematic.

After a moment of silence, Franklin's eyes brightened and said excitedly, "I see! The boss wants us to go out and make trouble, and then use it to force the government to release him. "

Stan shook his head and said, "Hey, have you seen too many Hollywood movies! This kind of plot can't happen in reality. "

Franklin didn't listen at all. He thought he had got Jason's meaning: "yes, it must be so! Let's plan quickly. "

Stan smoked his mouth and finally didn't say anything.

Although he thought the idea was unreliable, there was no other way.

Stan took out a piece of paper, wrote, drew and analyzed: "Jason said that we must be crazy about the bad things we do, and the bigger the trouble, the better. I don't think there's anything more eye-catching than a bomb attack in Times Square. "

Franklin nodded his approval, but added, "I agree with the bomb attack, but I think it should be changed."

Stan asked curiously, "where?"

Franklin sneered, "NYPD headquarters!"

"Hiss!"

Stan leaned back, couldn't help taking a breath, and then said with admiration: "you are so cruel! But have you ever thought about the consequences of this matter? The police all over the United States will catch you like crazy, even if you escape to the ends of the earth. "

Without fear, Franklin said seriously, "what are you afraid of! It's a big deal to spend your whole life in prison with the boss. "

Hearing this, Stan couldn't help looking up at him.

Although the nigger is stupid, stupid and useless, his loyalty is admirable.

"OK, that's settled! The plan is set for tomorrow. I'll help you get everything you need ready! "

With that, Stan left the safe house and began to prepare to go.

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At eight o'clock the next morning, Franklin received a text message from Stan saying that things were ready for him to go to the nearby underground parking lot.

Franklin put on his sunglasses, mask and baseball cap, wrapped himself tightly, and then came to the designated position in the parking lot.

I saw a van sprayed with postal signs parked there.

Before he approached, the door was suddenly opened and two strange men got out of the car.

Franklin stopped with a wary expression.

A man opened his mouth and explained, "you are Franklin. Don't be afraid. We are Stan's men."

"Where's Stan?" Franklin asked.

"To prison, of course. As long as Jason doesn't speak for a day, Stan and two other directors have to report to the prison every day. "

Jason is still in custody, and the investigation team is only able to complete the task until he has cleaned up all the information he knows.

Franklin nodded, relaxed his vigilance and asked, "is everything ready?"

The man nodded, took out a large package from the car and said, "this is 10kg TNT explosive. The explosion radius is 50m. The power is... Make up your own brain."

"The surface of the package is coated with special materials, which can not be detected by even the optical ion mobility spectrum explosive detector."

Then he took out the oval detonator, pointed to the safety cover and said, "the explosive has been energized. This is the detonator for detonating the explosive. Push the safety cover open with your thumb, and then press the red button."

"There is also a set of postal work clothes in the car. If you need anything else, you can tell me."

Franklin shook his head. "No, thanks."

This kind of thing doesn't have much technical content. What we need is the courage to face death.

"You're welcome. Good luck!"

The man patted Franklin on the shoulder and left.

After changing his clothes, Franklin cheered himself up silently, and then took the post car and drove to the police station.

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It's 9 a.m. and it's the busiest time in the police station.

The mail car stopped slowly in the parking space. Franklin got off and opened the carriage to slowly take out the package.

At this time, a yawning policeman came up: "Hey! what is it?

Franklin looked at him and said plainly, "what else can it be except a package."

The policeman glanced and frowned: "I want to check."

For a moment, Franklin's expression was a little flustered, but the policeman focused on the package and didn't find the detail.

"Help yourself."

He squatted down and put the package on the ground, but his right hand slipped into his pocket.

The police officer was ready to open the package and just saw the recipient's name on the package.

That's the name of the police chief.

The policeman's action suddenly solidified.

He thought for a moment, stood up, shook his head and said, "forget it, don't check it. You can send it in with me. "

"OK."

Franklin was secretly relieved, but there was no expression on his face.

The gate of the New York police headquarters was crowded, and police officers kept coming in and out.

After the package containing explosives passed the security test, Franklin held it and came to the designated place to sign for it under the guidance of the police officer.

When the police officer signed his name, Franklin calmly returned to the car and drove the postal car away.

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