"Scott, let go of the person in your hands. Don't hurt the innocent!"
Hearing the policeman's voice, Scott did not have any intention of releasing Chrystal. Instead, he tightened his grip.
"Will you let me go if I let her go? Stop fooling me!"
Scott retreated while strangling Chrystal's neck. "All of you, get out of the way. Otherwise, I will strangle her neck!"
The thin fishing line cut through Chrystal's skin, and blood seeped out.
Chrystal's face was purple from being strangled. She raised her hand and struggled to break the fishing line, but she could not exert any strength. She could let Scott strangle her.
"Scott, I'll warn you again. Let go of the hostage and surrender, otherwise..."
The police lifted the dark pistols and aimed at him.
"Let me go, or I will die together with Chrystal!" Scott became crazier.
As he spoke, his body trembled violently, and the window behind him was shaken.