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In New York, outside blue shell Bank, a hurried police car stopped outside the barriered perimeter.

George got out of the car. The sunlight shone on his face, which was extremely gloomy. It seemed that the veins on his forehead could burst out at any moment.

Who would understand his misery? They were preparing to hold a press conference to give the public an explanation about the bank robbery the day before yesterday, but another robbery popped up during the meeting. They were slapped in the face so quickly.

At this moment, outside the barrier, a large number of media and free onlookers surrounded the police station, and there were even reporters flying a news helicopter to broadcast the entire process live at the bank.

"What's the situation inside now? Have the negotiation experts arrived?" George asked, trying his best to ignore the gazes of the reporters behind him.

The police officer in charge of recording said, "Reporting to the chief, there are seven robbers, one of whom has already died in the fight. There are more than 20 hostages inside, and they may face death at any time."

"As for the negotiation experts, they will not arrive for a while."

Hearing that there were casualties, George's expression became more serious: "We must get in touch with the inside as soon as possible. Have you called the bank's dedicated emergency line?"

"They have called and said they will contact us again and asked us to wait," said the police officer.

As soon as he finished speaking, a phone rang nearby, and a police officer immediately reported, "Chief, there's a call from inside. Can you answer it immediately?"

"Let me take it." George sighed.

he picked up the phone and heard a calm male voice: "Hello, is this the police? Go talk to someone of a higher rank who can make the decision."

George said without hesitation: "I am George, the director of the New York Police Department. We have surrounded the entire bank. Please put down your weapons immediately. As long as you surrender yourself, we can discuss the sentencing of your crime and if you cooperate, we can even lighten it."

"I'm a hostage. There's no point telling me this."

"Oh..."

"I will open the bank door as a conduit for the conversation. There are several guns pointed at my back. If you do anything out of line, you will be shot immediately. So please don't take any extreme actions."

Inside the bank, Kevin looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him with an extremely calm expression, but in fact his muscles were tense to the extreme and he could explode at any time.

After all, his current physical condition is not yet at the level of withstanding bullets, but it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't die on the spot, he can use attribute points to return to his best condition.

"Now, go out and describe our demands to them. We will kill you if you mess up." The robber leader said viciously.

Kevin nodded indifferently. He was already feeling a little impatient and had an urge to kill these people. However, now that the commotion was so big, it would be difficult to do so.

Under the gunpoint of these people, Kevin walked to the door with the phone, slowly pushed the door open and walked out, and saw police, reporters and onlookers everywhere staring at him.

Outside the bank, the reporters saw someone coming out and looked forward to seeing who the first person would be to walk out of the bank.

As a result, a handsome young man walked out. His 1.4 charm made everyone present gasp subconsciously.

At this moment, George was still talking to Kevin, but he didn't expect that the person who came out would be such a handsome young man.

But as a father, he subconsciously paid attention to some small things. He frowned slightly and said to the phone: "You are still a student? Isn't today Wednesday?"

"Well, I skipped class." Kevin said as a matter of course, which choked George.

"Stop talking nonsense. Isn't the focus now to rescue us?" Kevin asked back, "What they want is for you to prepare a van immediately and let them leave with the cash. The police can't follow them."

"This...we need some time to consider and prepare," George said.

"Of course there is no problem, but if you can't do it within an hour, they will kill a hostage every five minutes. Well, starting with me." Kevin calmly described the conversation between the robbers just now.

"I've finished speaking. Is there anything you want me to tell them? If not, I'll leave." Kevin asked.

"Please tell them that we will try our best to meet their requirements, but we need them to give us a little more time. It would be best if we could communicate face to face, which will facilitate communication." George said helplessly.

"OK, I'll bring up what you said, but whether they listen to it or not is none of my business."

Kevin carefree attitude made George wonder why this guy was so calm: "Aren't you afraid of being involved in the crossfire?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Once you meet their demands, I will be safe." Kevin said, turning and walking into the bank.

…

Inside Oscorp, under the guidance of teacher James, the students followed the staff to tour this world-leading technology company.

Just as James was accompanying the tour guide on a tour of the company, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It turned out that the caller was the principal of their school.

"Hello, Principal, what's up? I'm accompanying students to visit Oscorp right now." James said, picking up the phone.

"Is Kevin white with you? He is the one that is always absent in your class." The principal asked seriously on the other end of the phone.

"Um, he skipped class today. Why are you suddenly asking about him?" James asked curiously.

"He was kidnapped in a bank and has now made headlines on major news pages across the United States." The principal looked at the news that was on the front page of major news websites.

"What!" James yelled and pretended to be calm as he said to the whole class who were looking over, "You guys follow the staff to visit first, the teacher has something to deal with."

Peter Parker, like the other students, looked on in confusion as James hurried off as if his house was on fire.

Above his head, a red and blue spider was hanging down from above, pulling silk. It gently attached itself to the back of his neck and then bit him.

"Ouch..." Peter Parker subconsciously slapped his neck, then looked at his palm, where a smashed spider corpse was lying quietly in his hand.

Meanwhile, James borrowed a computer from Oscorp and opened the news page. He saw that all the headlines of major mainstream media in the United States were dominated by the face of a teenager in a black and white striped shirt.

That face... isn't it his student?

James didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment. He continued to browse and found that there were not only photos, but also all the videos after Kevin appeared. Now there was even a news helicopter circling around the bank.