Upon hearing the female guest's words, Bronson frowned and Matthew's face turned pale. The two of them hurriedly apologized and squeezed into the center of the crowd.
A television was in the middle of the crowd. It was originally showing the scene of Veronica's press conference, but for some reason, it had changed to a live broadcast of breaking news from New York.
On the television, the wine-red-haired Linette was holding a microphone as she introduced the case to the audience with a serious expression, as well as the current scene of the cabin in the forest.
Seeing Roan standing in the corner of the villa with a pistol in his hand and negotiating with the murderer, Bronson's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He turned to Matthew and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you send someone to follow Roan? How did he find the murderer so quickly? Also, what was up with this reporter?"
Matthew's eyelids were twitching, and his mouth was dry. He did not know how to answer Bronson's question. He opened his mouth for a while before replying in a low voice,
"I'll make the call now!"
"Hmph, hurry up and go!"
Seeing the complicated gazes of the people around him, Bronson did not say anything with a straight face. He waved his hand and signaled Matthew to leave quickly.
Matthew broke out in a cold sweat and squeezed out of the crowd. He walked to the corner of the room and immediately called his subordinate, Jock, to ask what was going on. In the end, he found out that Jock had not arrived at the villa yet. It would take at least ten minutes.
In the face of Matthew's question, Jock, who was driving, looked confused. "Sir, didn't you let me inform the reporters?"
Matthew was speechless. "... F*ck!"
...
At the entrance of the villa, Darren looked at the female reporter who was talking in front of the camera. His face was ashen. He was holding his phone and contacting people everywhere, hoping that someone in his circle of friends knew the higher-ups of New York News and asked them to quickly inform the female reporter to stop the live broadcast.
He did not want the news of his wife's kidnapping to spread like wildfire. Who knew what those people would say about Sabrina's kidnapping?
At the same time, Lacey called Augustus.
"What did you say?"
Augustus raised his eyebrows when he heard that there were reporters broadcasting the crime scene. When Veronica heard the news, she immediately picked up the remote control and turned the television in front of the meeting room to the New York News Channel.
On the television, Roan's handsome side profile was extremely clear.
"Damn it!"
Thinking that the murderer might be angered by the reporters and kill the hostages, Augustus was so anxious that his lips trembled. He immediately ordered Lacey to interrupt the live broadcast of the television station, but Veronica did not agree and raised her hand to stop Augustus.
"Huh?"
Augustus tilted his head and looked at Veronica, his face full of confusion.
"Interrupting the reporters' live broadcast at this time will have a very bad impact on the FBI's image."
Augustus' eyes widened. If Roan failed this mission and failed to rescue the hostage, then Roan's life would be over!
Besides, SWAT would take more than 30 minutes to reach the cabin in the woods. Who knew if Roan could stall the murderer for 30 minutes?
Mona, who was sitting at the side, also thought of this. She hurriedly stood up and was about to speak.
"Trust your subordinate, Augustus."
Looking at the figure standing in the corner with a Glock 18 in his hand, wearing FBI standard equipment that made Roan look like a high-class model, Veronica's heart skipped a beat. After she reacted, her expression returned to normal. She said in a deep voice, "Pay attention and observe. Does Roan look nervous now?"
Augustus and Mona turned their eyes to the television and saw that not only was Roan not nervous, he was even chatting happily with the murderer.
They were too far away, so she could not hear what they were talking about.
Augustus and Mona were speechless.
"Believe in Roan Greenwood."
Veronica stared at Roan on the television and said, "He must have a way to deal with the murderer and save the hostages."
Augustus took a deep breath and signaled to Lacey to watch Darren and not to do anything else. Then, he hung up the phone and sat on the chair, staring at the television.
Remembering Roan's behavior during the arrest of the murderer last time, Mona hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and sitting back in her chair. Like everyone else, she stared at Roan on the television and chose to believe him.
However, thinking about the consequences of failing this mission…Mona pondered for a long time before she finally took out her phone and found the number that she despised.
...
Outside the wooden villa, in the corner of the first floor.
Roan was holding a Glock 18 and chatting with the murderer, Frazer, in the bedroom on the second floor.
He had already found out the name of the murderer.
Besides, it was not that Roan did not want to go up to the second floor in another direction and try to arrest Frazer.
Instead, Frazer, who was hiding in the second-floor bedroom, said that if he heard Roan started moving, he would immediately ignite the gasoline and send everyone to hell together.
"Alright, Fraser, I won't move."
Roan was looking around for a place to enter the second floor of the villa from the outside while chatting with Frazer.
"But can you let me hear Sabrina's voice? I need to confirm if she's safe!"
In his previous life, the old assassin had taught Roan how to negotiate with the other party when he was trapped after failing a mission.
Although Roan's current identity was slightly different from his previous life, and he had also changed from being trapped to trapping someone, the general process of the negotiation was still the same.
It was always a little discussion, a little negotiation, and finally, when no one was paying attention, they would find an opportunity to kill the other party.
"Sabrina is safe now!"
Frazer's voice was not as agitated as before. He calmed down a little and shouted in the bedroom, "As long as you satisfy my demands, I will never hurt her!"
"Frazer, I can't just listen to you about Sabrina's safety."
Roan shook his head, indicating that such words were not credible.
"I don't have any other requests. I just hope that you can remove the tape on Sabrina's mouth and let her say that it's safe, okay?"
After pausing for a few seconds, Roan explained, "Frazer, trust me. Sabrina's safety is the most important thing for us to continue this discussion! You don't want us to barge into the bedroom without talking, do you?"
After hearing Roan's words, the bedroom on the second floor of the villa fell silent for a few seconds before Frazer agreed.
"Ok! I agree with you, but I will only let Sabrina speak, not let her leave me, understand?"
"No problem! As long as I can hear Sabrina's voice!"
These were all minor issues, so Roan agreed to Frazer's request.
"Pfft..."
A few seconds later, a trembling female voice came from the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
"Agent, Sabrina is still safe."
"Okay, Sabrina."
Hearing Sabrina's voice, Roan licked his lips and shouted, "Please take a deep breath now and try to calm down! Mr. Frazer and I are having a good talk now. We have come to an agreement that we don't want you to get hurt, okay?"
"No problem, Mr. Agent."
Sabina's voice was much calmer when she heard Roan's words.
"Good."
After confirming that the hostage was safe, Roan heaved a sigh of relief. However, when he turned around and saw that there was no place around him that could allow him to jump to the second floor, he immediately frowned.