Chapter 172: Meeting Secretary Song!

Han Qinghe's answer made the elegant pianist slightly stunned. He couldn't help laughing.

He played with the pistol in a soothing manner. Not only did he not feel any displeasure on his face, but he looked back at Han Qinghe calmly.

He was very happy to meet a woman like Han Qinghe on such an occasion. This is the most interesting woman an elegant pianist has ever met in recent times.

In his life, he wore countless nicknames on his head, including murderers, great devils, top-quality perverts, etc. But no one really commented on him as a beast.

The pianist's seemingly playful smile made the fans on the scene feel worried and worried about Han Qinghe.

This idol really dares to say anything. Can't you tell that the other party is a terrorist? Where did she be so bold?

However, Han Qinghe's righteous counterattack also made fans sigh in their hearts, and he is worthy of being his idol. Not only is he beautiful and good at singing, but he is even more courageous than ordinary people.

The staff on Sheng Tian’s side were crazy.

Who doesn’t know that Han Qinghe is Shengtian’s golden lump? If something happens to him, how can he explain to the big boss? How will the company operate in the future?

What a hell!

Sheng Tian finally saw some improvement, but as he was about to succeed, he had such a big situation. It was really fatal!

Dong Qingqing outside the studio fell into despair and almost broke down.

She wanted to pull Tang Huan beside her to call the police, but when she turned around, there was Tang Huan's figure there?

Where did this guy go?

Could it be that the situation is too serious and it is a good time to escape?

Although she didn't believe that Tang Huan would be so unrighteous, the facts were right in front of her, and she couldn't believe it.

As a last resort, Dong Qingqing once again focused on the studio. The elegant pianist finally spoke.

"Miss Han, I admire you very much. But now I have more important things to deal with." The pianist smiled slightly, and a strange color flashed across his rather feminine face. "I think everyone here should know. Now everyone outside the studio must be paying attention to us. Although the TV channels are closed, many large squares can see everything here."

What's the meaning?

Is there still a live broadcast here?

The mood of the audience and fans became extremely complicated.

Maybe it’s a matter of dignity, or maybe it’s because I don’t want my relatives outside the studio to worry. Hundreds of viewers on the scene cheered up. It’s much better than the panic and decay just now.

And a brave audience asked loudly: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Good question." The pianist smiled slightly, and the exquisite pistol was spinning between his fingers, saying. "I must have a plan for creating such a large lineup. If it is not necessary, I am not willing to hurt everyone present."

"Then what are you trying to do?" another audience member asked.

Maybe the pianist looks pretty easy to talk to. Many viewers are braver.

"I." The pianist smiled and shrugged. "Thinking to be exciting."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent.

Picture a stimulation?

Isn't that just a joke about human life?

The hope that had just been born was shattered again. Many people's faces became extremely ugly.

I am not afraid of these people having some intentions, but I am afraid of these people being crazy people.

The pianist raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and said slowly, "It's eight forty now. I start counting from this moment. Every ten minutes, I will kill someone."

Nothing justified.

Kill someone every ten minutes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became extremely solemn. It seemed as if a huge peak weighing thousands of pounds was pressed down, which was suffocating.

"Of course." Maybe it was said too ruthlessly, for fear that these ants were under too much pressure. The pianist laughed again. "As long as the person I want to meet can appear within ten minutes, I will stop this killing that shouldn't have happened."

After saying that, the pianist turned around and looked straight into the camera: "Secretary Song. I'm waiting for you."

The camera turned around and began to scan the crowd of panicked audiences - no, from this moment on, their lives no longer belong to them. Strictly speaking, they have become hostages of pianists. Life and death are all in their hands.

In the terrible situation, hundreds of hostages were taken. And in front of tens of millions of citizens in the city.

The government is under great pressure, and has never been seen in ancient and modern times.

The entire city was also in despair.

Everyone knows that there will be bloodshed in the TV studio tonight. It's just a matter of time.

All the staff in the TV station have been cleared. The government has also quickly built a temporary command center outside the TV station. Someone proposed to build it in the TV station, but Qi Bai rejected it on the spot.

"No one can guarantee whether high-performance* is installed in the TV station." Qi Bai said with a deep face. "You must never build it in the station."

The proposer was quite embarrassed and dared not speak out again.

If he really wants to obey his proposal, and in the end something happens to an important leader, he will be blamed and his political career will end from then on.

The leaders of the municipal party committee and government were all concentrated in the temporary command center.

The matter was too big, so the mayor was present in person. Qi Bai and other core members of the police force also came. Together, the municipal government department-level leaders who attended the event would not be transferred to the municipal party committee. Not including a deputy ministerial-level boss like the mayor.

Originally, everyone was still busy arranging rescue matters, but when the pianist said he wanted to meet Secretary Song on the big screen in front of the command room, the atmosphere in the command room became extremely solemn.

Want to meet a senior municipal government official at the deputy department level?

This is absolutely not allowed by the authorities! And it is on the live broadcast!

First, the municipal government must ensure the safety of senior officials. Secondly, if senior officials show timidity on such occasions, it will also hurt the image of the authorities.

Of course, for the mayor, these two points are secondary. What really makes him worried is the terrifying family behind Secretary Song.

Even though he was already a big boss, he had no confidence in his heart when facing a giant like the Song family.

Once Secretary Song has any problems under his jurisdiction, he will be blamed. The Song family will never forgive him!

"Xiao Song, you go back first. I'll deal with it here." The mayor frowned and his majestic brows. A condensation appeared on his knife-like face.

Upon hearing this, Song Ruyu's face, which was very gentle in front of Tang Huan, seemed extremely firm: "Leader, if I hear it correctly, this pianist wants to see me."

"I don't agree." The mayor shook his head and said in a deep voice. "I can't let you be imprisoned."

"I cannot let the citizens under my jurisdiction suffer the disaster of death." Song Ruyu paused word by word. "Leader. I have no choice tonight."
Chapter completed!