But the convoy had a safe journey, and didn't run into any more accidents until they reached the county jail.
That explained why Harrison's first escort trip during the day had been necessary.
The hooded man in the car just now was the real Alex Montell, and the one who had offered a hundred-million-dollar bounty.
The man who had been escorted to the jail in the afternoon was just an SAT member pretending to be a stand-in.
In any case, Alex's face would be covered during the escort, and nobody would know if it was him or not.
The escort team in the afternoon wasn't Harrison's direct subordinates either. None of his direct subordinates had been mobilized, and were on standby at HQ.
Only Harrison and a certain bigshot at HQ knew about Harrison's plan. Everybody else was kept in the dark.
The bigshot at HQ had arranged in advance to lock the stand-in in an isolation room, and wouldn't let anyone visit or question him for the time being.
Before the real Alex, the hot potato, was sent to prison, they had to do their best to make the outside world think that he was already in the jail, so as to reduce resistance for the real escort at night.
It seemed that the plan was basically a success.
First of all, even if the criminals still had doubts, as time went on and order was restored at HQ, they would feel that they had arrived too late.
The large-scale battle between the police and the criminals during the day had already been broadcast on TV, and the constant repetition of the news reinforced this feeling.
After all, the criminals weren't the police, and they couldn't confirm their suspicions with a search.
Secondly, there were more than a hundred unpainted cars that poured out of HQ after work, and they didn't have the ability to monitor them all.
Harrison also controlled the opening of the parking lot's exits to ensure that three or four unpainted cars left at the same time every ten times, which was a serious blow to the confidence of those with ulterior motives.
It was possible that Alex Montell was in one of the cars and had already left.
Finally, unlike the first escort during the day, the escort route at night didn't go straight east this time. Instead, it took a detour.
The route that the convoy had deliberately chosen was very fast after the rush hour. The entire escort took less than forty minutes, and the criminals didn't have much time to react.
Apart from … well, the two girls next to Luke, all the other criminals had been fooled.
Luke also remembered that the twins seemed to have been among the group of young people dancing in the afternoon, and had even approached the police car that escorted the suspect.
He didn't know how they had determined that the person in the car during the day was a stand-in, but they hadn't done anything at the time, and had chosen to take advantage of the situation at night.
There was only one problem: how did they determine the route of the convoy at night?
Judging from the current situation, they didn't find any ordinary people to help them. It wasn't easy to do this.
After the others got out and escorted the hooded man to the prison cell, Luke and the two girls stared at each other in the car.
In fact, he was just chatting idly. Not far away, two pairs of big blue eyes stared at him without saying a word.
He sighed. "If you don't explain your situation, I can only hand you over to the professionals. You know that, right? "
Fear flashed in the eyes of the sisters, but they didn't say anything.
Luke said helplessly, "Are you really not going to tell me? If you tell me, I might secretly let you go. "
Hesitation flashed in the eyes of the sisters, but they did not say anything.
Thus, Luke gave up.
He did not know if the two girls were too wary of him, or if they had a special resistance to psychic abilities, but his superficial Telepathy was completely useless against them.
After trying a few times, he couldn't even get their names out.
He didn't want to torture these two little girls.
The truth was that he was serious about letting the two little girls go.
Their abilities and actions were more measured, and they weren't prone to violence or killing.
Luke was very sure of that.
A person who had no regard for life and whose hands were covered in blood was still very different from an ordinary person.
Luke himself had relied on his military exploits to cover up his abnormalities, but he still couldn't hide it from a lot of veterans, like Robert and Flegg.
He didn't think the two sisters could hide it from him.
But they didn't say anything, which made him hesitate.
Call Wales or Flegg? That would probably be sending them to the mouth of a tiger.
Luke himself didn't want to work for Wales. That was a huge trap.
Flegg's agency was also problematic. Just looking at the things they took in, it was likely that there were some clandestine research projects.
Frowning and thinking, he suddenly put away his gun. "Forget it. What you do after we leave the prison has nothing to do with me. "
Looking at his action, the two similar faces had similar surprised and puzzled expressions.
After making the decision, Luke relaxed.
He took out a chocolate lollipop from his pocket, removed the wrapper, and put it in his mouth.
Noticing the four surprised gazes, he didn't turn around, but simply reached into his pocket again. "Do you want candy? If you do, just say so. "
The two girls looked back and forth between his mouth and his hand. The short-haired girl's hand had just moved, when the mushroom-haired girl pulled it off.
Amused, Luke put two lollipops in the girl's hand that had been pulled off. "Eat them yourself later."
The short-haired girl's mouth was still stuffed with a towel.
Looking at the night sky outside the window, Luke couldn't help but remind them, "Even if you have the ability, don't use it to do something illegal. The people who are waiting for you aren't the police. "
Soon, Harrison and the others came out and quickly got into the car.
Seeing that the backseat was quiet, he didn't think too much of it, and simply told his teammates to drive.
After the car drove out of the prison, Harrison heaved a long sigh of relief. "Thank God, it's finally done."
Luke smiled and didn't say anything.
Harrison, however, turned his head to look at the twins and asked, "What about them?"
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "Send them to the temporary holding cells at HQ. We already fought so hard with the criminals today. We can't possibly be the ones to help with the interrogation, right? "
Harrison pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
As long as the bigshots above gave the order, SAT would do it without a word.
But when it came to interrogating criminals, they really weren't as professional as the detectives of the Major Crimes Division.
Of course, SAT also had its own "professional" interrogation techniques.
But when Harrison looked at the two girls' tender faces in the rearview mirror, he immediately gave up on this overly brutal idea.
Men in this world were all about looks.
Harrison, the black baldie, was no exception.
He wouldn't hesitate to kill a few armed criminals.
But he couldn't bring himself to use those "professional interrogation" techniques on two underage girls.
Also, the SAT team members who were on duty that night were all safe and sound, and the escort mission had been successfully completed.
Harrison felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and he did not want to argue with them.
In that regard, Luke and Harrison were similar. They were in a good mood, and everything was pleasing to the eye.
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