Smelling the faint smell of gasoline from the second floor, Roan looked at the stun grenade on his body and sighed.
In this situation, he could not use the stun grenade. He was afraid that the violent flames of the explosion would ignite the villa.
He placed the stun grenade and smoke grenade on the ground one by one. Roan chanted in his mind, and the light blue page of the system, which had not appeared for a while, appeared in front of him.
It was now 11.20 PM, which was about 40 minutes away from midnight when the treasure chests were opened every day.
Roan looked at the inventory page of the system. There was a bottle of Water Breathing Potion, two bottles of Stamina Potion, one bottle of Fire Resistance Potion, and one bottle of Night Vision Potion.
There was no hemostatic medicine that Roan had been longing for.
Ever since Roan used the hemostatic medicine on the girl lying in the trunk and saw its powerful effects, he had been hoping that the system would give him another bottle.
At the critical moment, that bottle of medicine could definitely save a life.
"Forget it. If I don't have it, then so be it."
After stretching his limbs, Roan narrowed his eyes and removed most of his equipment, leaving only a bulletproof vest. The light blue page of the system closed, and he shouted, "Frazer, I'm coming in!"
"Sure!"
Frazer sounded nervous, but he still shouted, "I've already opened the bedroom door for you, but don't try to play any tricks! As long as I find out that you're making any other moves, I'll immediately shoot and ignite the gasoline. Everyone will go to hell together!"
"Sure! Whatever you say!"
Roan agreed with a nonchalant expression. He ignored the glances that Lacey kept giving him and walked over the equipment that he had unloaded. Then, he walked into the villa calmly.
When he passed by the living room, Luo An casually picked up a few fountain pens from the table.
"F*ck!"
Outside the villa, Lacey was furious. She took out her phone and called Augustus, shouting, "Sir, Roan entered the villa without any weapons. Did you see that?"
"Of course I saw it."
Augustus's voice was also filled with anger. The camera outside the villa was broadcasting the scene in the villa so casually. Of course, he had seen Roan's actions just now.
"Then what should I do?"
Lacey stood rooted to the ground, sweating profusely. She believed in Roan's ability to solve cases, but she had never heard of him learning anything about negotiation.
"What if Roan and Frazer don't get along and the other side shoots? Sh*t, how long will SWAT take?!"
In the office of the No. 5 Investigation Team, Mona's expression was extremely solemn as she watched Roan enter the villa on television. Her palm was covered in sweat as she held her phone. Augustus's face was dark while Veronica's brows were tightly furrowed as she kept changing the way her legs crossed.
Hearing what Lacey said, Veronica stared at the television screen and said, "Believe in Roan."
Lacey hung up the phone and subconsciously wanted to throw it out, but she remembered that she might need to use it to contact Augustus later, so she suppressed her displeasure and put it back into her pocket.
"Son of a b*tch! Was there something wrong with this murderer's brain?"
Seeing that Roan was actually allowed to enter the villa, Bronson's eyes were filled with disappointment. Matthew cursed in his heart that the murderer's brain had been eaten by a dog.
However, on second thought, Roan had taken off all his equipment, but the murderer had a gun and a hostage. Bronson took a deep breath and gradually relaxed his grip on the wine glass.
He had seen Roan's file. He had never studied negotiation. He had only learned a little bit of negotiation during his training at the FBI Academy.
Bryson took a sip of his wine and regained his composure.
There was a high chance that Roan and the murderer would break down, and the murderer would probably shoot Roan.
"What's the name of this agent?"
On the other side, many viewers were very interested in the FBI agent who entered the villa alone. Some were praying for Roan, while others were waiting for a good show.
Quite a few people who were still awake and had energy also cast interested looks at Luo An.
"I'm already in!"
Putting the pen into his pocket, Roan walked up the stairs to the second floor. Then, he raised his arms up and slowly walked to the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.
In the bedroom, Frazer was holding Sabrina in a corner that was out of sight. He grabbed Sabrina's neck with his left hand and pointed the pistol at Sabina's temple with his right hand. At the same time, he buried his head behind Sabrina.
Beside the two of them was a pink bed that had been carefully dressed. The bed was filled with all kinds of toys.
Beside the bed were two barrels of gasoline. One of the barrels had a crack on the side, and a lot of gasoline flowed down the crack and covered two-thirds of the bedroom floor.
'Damn it!'
Seeing this scene, Roan felt a headache.
Frazer had protected his head very well, so he could not do anything to it.
Upon hearing Roan's footsteps, Frazer stole a glance and saw that Roan was indeed unarmed. He slowly heaved a sigh of relief, but he still repeated, "Walk slowly, don't think of playing tricks!"
"Ok! Ok!"
Standing at the door of the bedroom, Roan gave Sabrina, who was wearing a lacy dress and had her hands tied behind her back, a look that told her not to panic.
He did not enter the bedroom. Instead, he walked in circles outside the bedroom door and said to Frazer, "Take a closer look. I really didn't bring any weapons, okay?"
Frazer slowly looked up from behind Sabrina. He was relieved to see that Roan was indeed unarmed, and there were no traces of guns on his waist or pockets.
However, when he looked up, Roan's handsome face was reflected in Frazer's eyes. Frazer subconsciously looked at Sabrina.
As expected, Sabrina was no longer panicking. Her eyes were fixed on Roan.
Frazer was instantly enraged. He pointed his gun at Roan and shouted, "Damn FBI agents! You actually left a bulletproof vest! Take it off now!"
"Hey, Frazer, the bulletproof vest is not a weapon, okay?"
Roan's forehead was furrowed as he immediately shouted, "I've already placed my weapon outside the villa to show my sincerity. Now, please show your sincerity too, okay?"
Hearing that Roan refused to take off his bulletproof vest, Frazer grinned and growled in Sabrina's ear, "Did you see that, dear? What's the use of a man being handsome? The other party is just a coward!"
Sabrina did not speak, nor could she speak, because Frazer had shoved the pistol into her mouth.
Roan, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, looked down at the distance between him and Frazer and asked calmly, "Frazer, can I enter the bedroom now?"
Hearing Roan's question, Frazer, who was hiding his head behind Sabrina, blushed unnaturally. He smiled and said, "Of course, FBI coward, you can come in."
"Listen, Frazer, I'm not a coward. This is just a job. I just don't want to lose my life for my job, okay?"
Roan walked into the bedroom with his long legs and pretended to be weak. With a calm expression, he said calmly, "You want your dog, and I just want to complete the mission given to me by the higher-ups. I just need check that there are no other surprises in the room. We're just taking what we need."
Bronson remembered correctly that Roan Greenwood had never studied negotiation systematically. However, Roan had learned it from the old assassin in his previous life.
When a killer was trapped by the enemy, how should he negotiate with them?
It was very simple. They would discuss it bit by bit, empathize with each other, and finally, when the other party was not paying attention, they would find an opportunity to kill the other party and escape the scene.