Anti-hero of a certain comic

Outside Tieshan Prison, sirens blared and a long cordon was pulled up.

Quentin Lance stood behind the police car and stared at the police helicopter with the Star City Police Department logo printed on it in the night sky.

The searchlight cast a bright beam of light across the Iron Mountain Prison, which was already controlled by prisoners, and was confirming the specific circumstances of the riot.

"Area B was completely occupied, and nearly two hundred prisoners were released without any guards in sight."

After hearing the information reported by the driver, Quentin Lance looked stern and his brows knitted together.

As the highest security prison in the state, the huge building complex crawling in the night is surrounded by an insurmountable high-walled iron fence. Only the main door can be accessed normally.

There are four guard posts similar to sentry towers arranged on the periphery. Generally speaking, there will be four to six guards inside, equipped with two light machine guns, forming a staggered fire network.

The overall layout of the prison is six areas, four cells for prisoners, an administrative building, and a rest area for prison staff.

If we want to storm in, it is obviously impossible with the Star City Police Station alone, unless the armed forces of the National Guard can be deployed.

"How did these bastards succeed in rioting?"

Detective Lance was puzzled. Iron Mountain Prison was tightly guarded and such a situation had never happened before.

Prison guards equipped with batons and stun guns, plus fully armed guards who can also use high-pressure water cannons when necessary, it is impossible for a group of unarmed prisoners to riot.

"God they have heavy weapons"

The driver suddenly shouted in panic, and his voice came from the radio.

Quentin Lance suddenly raised his head, and there was a dull noise in the direction of the prison. White smoke rose up, and then a flash of fire lit up in the night sky.

The helicopter flying at low altitude exploded instantly, with a huge roar and a ball of dazzling flames.

The steel debris crashed down, accompanied by red fire splashing everywhere.

"How come they have fi2 Stinger missiles? Even if the prisoners occupied the gun storage room, they would not have such heavy firepower weapons."

Detective Lance roared angrily, but unfortunately no one could answer his question.

The Star City Police Department was faced with an extremely embarrassing situation at this time. It had to either ask for help from the state government and call the National Guard; or it had to negotiate with the prisoners held in Iron Mountain Prison.

Between solving the problem quickly and reducing the impact of this incident, the Chief Superintendent of the Star City Police Department chose the latter.

Angrily hanging up the phone to his immediate boss, Quentin Lance cursed under his breath.

In this situation, it is obvious that the National Guard should be called directly. Who knows how the prisoners in the prison obtained anti-aircraft missiles?

"Tell the bastards and scum out there to demand negotiations."

Quentin Lance got a reply quickly. He walked to the intercom radio station and picked up the intercom.

"Hello, Detective Lance."

A deep voice came from the other end.

"Oliver Queen, do you know what you're doing? You're on a path to the electric chair."

Quentin Lance heard the other party's voice and said angrily.

It was he who personally sent the heir of the Quinn family to Iron Mountain Prison and made serious accusations that were difficult to refute.

While Oliver Queen was serving his sentence in prison, his mother did not give up the idea of ​​rescuing him. She found various well-known legal teams to try to get a reduced sentence or a lighter sentence for her son.

"I've forgotten that name, Detective Lance."

The other party's tone remained unchanged, his voice hoarse and low, like rusted metal.

"We have 160 hostages in our hands, including guards and wardens, as well as doctors and civilian staff."

"what do you want"

Quentin Lance forced the words out of his throat.

He didn't understand why Oliver Queen chose to escape from prison in this way. If he had stayed in prison to serve his sentence, he would have waited four or five years for the vigilante's popularity to pass.

Maybe the Quinn family can use the energy in their hands to let the heir walk out of the prison door openly.

"free."

Correct

The dialect is concise and concise.

"160 hostages in exchange for 160 places for release. It's fair, isn't it?"

"This is impossible"

Quentin Lance refused the request without thinking.

How much harm will 160 extremely vicious criminals cause once they escape from Tieshan Prison?

And if it is announced in the future, the city government and the Star City Police Department will face huge pressure from public opinion.

"You have 5 minutes to think about it. In 5 minutes we will kill the first hostage."

The cold voice coming from the intercom made Detective Lance feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He didn't understand why Oliver Queen became like this, even though the other person was once a violent person, played the role of a vigilante in Star City, and used bows and arrows to maintain law and order.

But at that time, Quentin Lance thought that this rich boy was a thug who had gone astray.

But now Oliver Queen is very much like the vicious criminals he has come into contact with. He regards human life as nothing, and does not care at all about the consequences of killing.

"Let me talk to Mr. Quinn."

Just when Quentin Lance was hesitating, a hand put on his shoulder and took the intercom.

"Sorry Leo White, this is the police station."

Detective Lance frowned when he saw the well-dressed Leo.

Of course he knew the other person, after all, this young Mr. White was a celebrity in Star City.

Because of the Palm Lake reconstruction project, Leo White has been praised by the media as a rising star.

But, what is he doing here?

Before Detective Lance finished speaking, he saw the other party flashing a strange logo that looked like eyes, and then said: "I'm sorry, Detective Lance, from now on, I will take over here."

"Ahem, if you have any objections, you can report it to your boss and the city hall."

Felicity, who was standing next to Leo, said without confidence.

This IT girl with blond hair in a ponytail obviously does not have a clear understanding of her identity and is very unskilled in speaking such official language.

Quentin Lance looked at the two people with careful eyes, and then dialed his boss's phone number.

Could it be that the heir to this big family has other secret identities behind him?

Detective Lance was a little confused and could only think that these rich people always had some weird habits.

"Mr. Quinn, I never imagined that our first formal conversation would be under such circumstances."

Leo didn't pay attention to Mr. Detective's psychological activities. He picked up the intercom and said to Oliver Queen in prison.

"Haha Leo White, after I entered Iron Mountain Prison, I thought countless times about what I should say if I could see you again or talk to you one day."

There was silence on the other end for a moment, and then there was a hoarse laughter.

Oliver Queen, who had always maintained his composure, finally revealed his inner emotions at this moment.

"Actually, I have also imagined whether you would ask me why I framed you like the one in the movie, or would you rush into the White Manor like a lone hero, point a gun at my head, and say that it is God's business to forgive you. , and my mission is to send you to see God, and then shoot me in the head."

Leo smiled softly, like a friend he hadn't seen for a long time reminiscing.

"I originally wanted to ask, but then I figured it out. There was no need for a reason."

The voice from the intercom returned to a calm tone.

"Either become an enemy or give up my career as a vigilante. You gave me two opportunities to choose."

"Maybe it's hypocritical, but this is really not the ending I want to see."

The corners of Leo's mouth raised slightly, looking at the prison wall standing in the night.

"You gave me two choices back then, and now I'm giving them back to you, Leo White."

Oliver Queen's voice, with a hint of cheerful malice, said in a deep voice: "Either one person walks into Iron Mountain Prison, otherwise I will kill all the hostages; or release 160 prisoners including me, then I will Complete your revenge"

"Choose"