American Scandal King

Chapter 230 A wonderful hostage life

Outside the Grand Theater, in the command vehicle.

Pledgen watched Ian Carr's live interview intently.

When he saw Barayev angrily pulling Iankar's neck, the head of the Russian National Security Service finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Seryosha, you are right, he is indeed helping us."

With the help of questioning and hypnosis, Ian Carr made Balayev appear to the public as an irritable and irritable guy. Not only that, his so-called great ideals were also mixed with money.

And his cruelty will make everyone hate him even more.

Ian continued to ask questions. Each of his questions seemed to be out of concern for Balayev, but in fact he was leading him into a trap step by step, and Balayev was completely unaware.

Faced with this situation, Seryosha also breathed a sigh of relief: "Natasha said that Ian Carr thinks this is a good time to put the Chechen armed forces on the terrorist list. This will be of great benefit to us in gaining international support."

Plikin doesn't think this will necessarily bring much support to Russia, but sometimes even a little bit of international support is good - when strength is insufficient, diplomacy is strength!
Russia is now in an awkward situation of being insufficiently powerful and not good at diplomacy, which is much worse than China.

Ian Carr helped them solve a big problem!

Plikin nodded: "It is indeed a good time, but we still need to find a way to rescue the people. We can't let the world look down on Russia!"

For Russians, questioning their power is more unacceptable than questioning their morality.

Seryosha said, "Ekaterina and Natasha are there. They both have guns, but they are on the second floor and haven't taken them down."

Plikin snorted. "You can't count on them. Their primary responsibility right now is to protect Ian Karl. Let's send a hostage rescue team over to negotiate first, but I'm not optimistic."

According to the nature of Russians, they can't wait to attack as soon as possible.

But negotiations must always be done. We can't give the world the impression that Russians are nothing but reckless.

Although they are indeed that kind of people.

According to the original time and space progress, the Chechens entered the Bolshoi Theater on the 23rd, and the Russian special forces launched the attack in the early morning of the 27th.

The whole incident lasted about three and a half days.

For Ian Carr, this meant he could produce over three full days of news!
He would never let go of such a good opportunity.

The sensation of the 917 incident lies in the event itself, but it also overshadowed Ian's glory to a certain extent.

The Bolshoi Theatre incident lasted a long time and had a weak outbreak, so Ian Carr was able to show his style more and make the report detailed and comprehensive enough.

Two hours later, Ian finally ended his interview with Balayev. He said, "This interview ends here. Mr. Balayev will fulfill his promise and release all the children."

Balayev did not refuse and quickly released the child as promised.

He originally wanted to let Ian go, but Ian refused: "I will stick with you until the last moment of the incident. I believe that as your friend, you will not kill me, Mr. Barayev."

"Of course." Barayev nodded solemnly.

It wasn't so much that he was looking to Ian Carr as it was to the world at large for support—and killing an American hero wouldn't be conducive to that goal.

It was almost dawn, and everyone was scared and sleepy. Some people just fell asleep in their seats.

Ian wasn't sleepy yet, but curled up in a corner, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Two beauties gathered around him and whispered, "What should we do tomorrow?"

Ian replied in a low voice, "I'll have Bridson and Vincent continue interviewing the hostages. The more pitiful they are, the more sympathetic the public will be. But it won't be broadcast live. These will be released later... Good journalism needs a good rhythm, and high-quality content should be made into a series!"

Natasha smiled and kissed Ian gently: "Thank you, Ian Carr. You are a genius!"

"You're welcome. Every girl says that to me." Ian gently embraced the two beauties.

Ian liked both girls very much.

It's not because they are beautiful or gentle, but because of their identity.

They don't need any emotional commitment from Ian, as long as they are responsible for being happy together.

Just then, Brydeson came over and handed Ian a list: "There's a big shot who might be of interest to you."

Ian took it, took a look, and said, "Shevliyanko?"

"He's the chairman of Padiri, which owns 13 percent of the Black Sea Pipeline Company, which is responsible for some of Russia's oil pipeline operations," Brydson said.

"Wow." Ian whistled. "Anything else?"

"This is the biggest one. There are some other figures, but they are not well-known."

"Don't be picky, man. Gather those people together and tell them Ian Carr will protect them."

Brydeson smiled slightly: "Okay boss, do you need to meet with them?"

"Of course. Let's go find something to eat. I guess they're hungry now." Ian straightened his collar and stood up.

This is a rare opportunity given by God, so Ian Carr naturally wants to have good contact with these prisoners.

He then met them one by one.

As a hostage, Ian Carr could walk around the theater freely. He looked at the hostages as if they were visiting a leader.

“Is the food here delicious?”

"Tell me if you need anything."

"Hostages also have the right to a good life. The people here need not only food, but also bedding... Let people from outside bring it in."

"Don't worry, gentlemen. I believe Barayev is not a bloodthirsty person. I will convince him to treat you well."

"We will all leave here safely. This is Ian Karl's promise to you!"

"It's nice to meet you. In times of trouble, we are friends."

Ian met them one by one, spoke to them in a kind voice, and soothed their anxious hearts.

Just like the light in the dark night, it illuminates everyone's heart.

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On the afternoon of the 24th, Ian woke up.

He fell asleep in his own box on the second floor, which was specially taken care of by Balayev.

Under his buttocks were the two girls' guns.

But Ian ignored it. He walked out of the box and saw a group of people on the stage below talking to Balayev. They were the negotiation team sent by the Russians.

Vincent wanted to take pictures, but was rejected by the negotiation team - compromises are inevitable in the negotiation process, but they agreed that nothing the other party should be broadcast.

But it didn't work.

This time Ian was well prepared and brought some hidden cameras. He had recorded everything, but he just didn't release it.

That will be his greatest asset in the future.

At this moment, he was watching the negotiations downstairs. Ian shook his head slightly and took out a cigar.

A Chechen militant came over and handed him a gun.

Ian smiled and said, "Thank you."

The man at least understood the word "thank you". He smiled and nodded, then gave Ian a thumbs-up, but no one knew what he was praising him for.

Ekaterina and Natasha came over.

They surrounded Ian and spoke in English, "Things aren't going well. The conditions on both sides are very different."

"Not surprising," Ian said.

He leaned on the railing on the second floor, looking down at the negotiations on the theater stage.

The other party's voice was not loud and I couldn't hear it clearly, but it didn't matter, Vincent was filming.

Ian squinted his eyes and watched the scene, when suddenly a mischievous thought came to his mind.

He smiled.

Then he turned to look at the two girls beside him and said, "How about we make love in the box?"

what?
This sudden request made both girls dumbfounded.

This situation?

This kind of atmosphere?

Ian Carr, how did you come up with that?
Ian puffed out smoke rings leisurely. "This matter can't be handled all at once. It'll take a few days. I'm just sitting around doing nothing... While Ian Karl was kidnapped, he not only gave an interview, but also had sex with a beautiful woman. Even in a life-or-death crisis, he didn't forget to show his manly side. This will be good news."

The two girls were speechless at the same time.

Although I already know who Ian is, I'm not used to this way of thinking.

Looking at the expressions on both of their faces, Ian burst out laughing.

He laughed so heartily and loudly that Balayev, who was angrily accusing the negotiation team on the opposite stage, and the negotiation experts all looked up in shock towards the second floor.

Ian said, "Translate it."

Then he yelled downstairs, "Vincent, bring your camera upstairs! I want to go into the box with two beauties and make love! No need to record the pictures, just the sound."

Ekaterina facepalmed: "I can't translate this."

Natasha blushed, but continued translating loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

Ian Carr, aren't you taking this too far?
Can you have any awareness of being a hostage?

Even Barayev stood up: "Iankar, you can't do this. This is a sacred act, you can't blaspheme our great ideals!"

Ian waved his hand. "You need more people to hear your voices! And I will help you spread your voices to every corner of the world, so that everyone can hear them. Do you know that the audiences of pornography and violence are not the same? And this can prove that you didn't abuse the hostages! Look, Barayev treated the hostages well, and Ian Carl was even able to have sex with two beautiful women while he was a hostage! That's great, isn't it?"

Balayev thought about it and it seemed to be true!
Despite his martial powers, he was as immature as a child in front of Ian.

In a sense, Ian could have easily cleansed him up without using hypnosis or illusions, let alone cheating?

But when I think about the life-and-death negotiations going on here while people are having a good time over there, I always feel like something is wrong.

This is a bloody and violent incident, how did it become erotic?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ian laughed and embraced the two girls into the box.

The box door closed, and all the hostages on the first floor of the theater heard the loud shouts of Ekaterina and Natasha.

"Ah! Fakmi!"

“Ian Carr, no, you can’t do this without a prelude!”

"A little pain……"

"Oh my god, Ian you're amazing..."

The two girls took turns shouting, releasing the wildness in their hearts.

It's so loud!

A group of Orthodox believers began to pray silently at the same time, their faces flushed with shame.

The negotiation team was also confused.

So we're going to negotiate the hostage release amidst all this noise?

It sounds like you don't need our rescue!

Even Barayev couldn't help but clamp his thighs together, glaring fiercely at the negotiating team members, and said, "Well... our conditions... will not be lowered..."

He felt a little regretful. Why did I agree to his request?
But I have already agreed, it’s too late to regret it.

In the box at this time.

Ian said as he attacked Ekaterina, "Another advantage of this is that we can come and get our guns anytime. Just say you want to be intimate with me."

Natasha blushed: "They are all excuses! I'm going to lose my job, Ian Karl. I'm in the news about you. I can't seduce other men except you."

"Having me is enough, baby, why would you think about other men?" Ian chuckled and turned from Ekaterina to Natasha.

Then the shouting became louder and louder.

A group of Chechen militants with guns and angry eyes looked at each other.

I have an uncontrollable urge to fire.

(End of this chapter)