The real experience of the kidnapped Chinese teenager

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Danny was a body in the Boston area Chinese Entrepreneur, 26 years old this year. He was driving his new Mercedes-Benz on the road last Thursday night. When it was almost 11 o'clock, he received a text message, so he parked the car to the side of Brighton Avenue and returned the text message. At this moment, an old car made a sharp turn and stopped behind his car with a squeak. A man in dark clothes got out of the car and came to the window of his co-pilot.
The man knocked on the glass and said something hastily. Danny couldn't hear clearly, so he lowered the car window and the man came in and unlocked the car door, opened the door and got into the car: he wielded a shiny silver pistol in his hand.
"Don't do anything stupid," he said to Danny. He asked Danny if he knew about the news of Monday's Boston Marathon bombing. Danny has been paying attention to the news. He knew that the vague picture of the suspect had just been released less than six hours ago.
"I did the case," the man said after confirming that he was Tamerlan Tsarnaev. "I just killed a policeman in Cambridge."
He ordered Danny to continue driving and turn right onto Fordham Road, then turn right onto Federal Avenue. An adventure from Thursday night to Friday morning began. For Danny, it was a painful long period of time, and he felt the hands of Death pressed against him like a pair of iron tongs.
In an exclusive interview with a reporter from the Boston Globe, Danny, as the victim of a well-known but previously unknown carjacking led by the Tsarnaev brothers, filled up nearly 10 p.m. on April 18th. : 30 MIT police officer Sean Collier was killed, and there was a gap in the final period between the end of the Waterton shootout at 1:00 am the next day. Danny asked us to refer to him only by his English name.
The story of that night is almost like Quentin Tarantino's movie, intertwined with shocking action scenes and black humor, as well as the usual almost absurd dialogue. This makes people think of how young the men in the car are. From girl to student quote card quota, from the beauty of Mercedes-Benz ML350 and iPhone 5 to whether anyone still listens to CD-ROMs all these topics, on this Thursday night, these two 26-year-olds and a 19-year-old The young man talked while driving around.
In Danny's mouth, it was a tormented 90 minutes. At the beginning, his younger brother Dzhokhar drove a second car behind him. Later, the two brothers Tsarnayev got into a Mercedes-Benz, and they openly discussed driving to New York in the car. But Danny couldn't tell if they were planning to do the case again. During this whole process, he obeyed their instructions, but at the same time, he silently analyzed every threatening command and every overheard conversation in his heart, trying to find out when and where they might want to be. Kill his clues.
Danny recalled that he thought at the time: "I'm not far from death." Before this moment, his life seemed to be thriving: from a province in central China to a graduate school at Northeastern University in the United States, and then at Kendall Square. Own startup company.
"I don't want to die," he thought. "I still have many dreams that have not been realized."
After some twists and turns, passing through Brighton, Waterton, and back to Cambridge, Danny finally caught a Shell gas station on Memorial Boulevard. Live the opportunity to escape. It was the four words that brought a turn for his destiny: "Cash only" has never been so popular as this time.
At that time, the younger brother Djohar had to go to the food shop of the Shell gas station to pay for the gas. The older brother Tamerlan put the gun in the spare box on the door of the car and began to play with the navigation equipment. After absconding for a night, He finally showed a temporary negligence. Danny seized the opportunity to act according to a plan that had been rehearsed in his mind for a long time. In a blink of an eye, he released the seat belt, opened the door, jumped out of the car, then slammed the door, sprinting at a speed of 100 meters, and flew at an angle that made it difficult for even sharpshooters to aim and shoot.
"Fuck!" He heard Tamerlan yelling behind his back, feeling the other hand almost grabbing his clothes. But the other party did not get out of the car to chase him. Danny ran to the Mobil gas station across the road, which was his safe haven. He hid in the storage room and shouted to the clerk to call 911.
Authorities said that his quick-minded escape allowed the police to quickly track down the Mercedes-Benz, so that New York City avoided a possible attack and led to a fierce gun battle in Waterton, the result of the gun battle. It was a policeman who was seriously injured, Tamerlan was killed, and the seriously injured Djohar hid nearby. The next night, Djohar was captured, and the turbulent week in the Greater Boston area finally came to an end.
Danny was interviewed for two and a half hours in a gentle and calm tone in his Cambridge apartment. In addition to a reporter from the Boston Globe, there was also James Allen Fox, a professor of criminology at Northeastern University. Danny, who had finished graduate school at Northeastern University, later went to his engineering tutor, and (arranged by the tutor) Fox is now providing legal counsel to Danny.
Danny said that the only prerequisite for accepting the "Boston Globe" interview was that he could not reveal his Chinese name. He said that he did not want to attract public attention. However, he speculated that if he had to testify in court during the trial of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, his full name might still be revealed by then.
"I don't want to be a celebrity who speaks on TV." Danny said with his arms folded. He only talked about his own affairs to a few friends, and their praise of him made him a little embarrassed, and some friends encouraged him to show up in public. "I don't think I'm a hero... I just want to save my life."
Danny, who was educated as an engineer, accurately recorded in his mind the road signs and surrounding details that he passed through, even though he obeyed Tame. Erlan ordered without looking at the other's face.
"Don't look at me!" Tamerlan once yelled at him. "Do you remember my face?"
"No, no, I don't remember anything," he said.
Tamerlan laughed. "It's the same way that whites see blacks. They think all blacks look the same." He said. "Perhaps you see all white people are the same."
"Yes," Danny said, although he didn't think so in his heart. In many cases, the two sides seemed to be engaged in a spiritual game. Danny emphasized that he was a foreigner in the United States, and never mentioned his wealth. He claimed that the Mercedes-Benz was older and mentioned every I underreported the number of monthly car payments and hoped that this would save my life longer.
Danny came to the United States to study for a master's degree in 2009. He graduated in January 2012 and then returned to China to wait for a work visa to return to the United States. Two months ago, he returned to the United States, rented a Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle, moved into a high-rise apartment building to live with two Chinese friends, and started his own startup company. However, he told Tamerlan that he was still a student and had not been here for a full year. Coincidentally, Tamerlan had difficulty even understanding the pronunciation of the word "China" Danny said, so he seemed to believe Danny's words.
"Oh, no wonder your English is not very good," he said after finally understanding the word "China". "Understood, you are Chinese... I am a Muslim."
"The Chinese are very friendly to Muslims!" Danny said. "We are all very friendly to Muslims."
At the beginning of this matter, Danny hoped that this would be nothing more than a brief robbery. Tamerlan asked him for money, but Danny only had $45 in cash on the armrest of the car seat and a wallet full of credit cards. Tamerlan was obviously disappointed when he hijacked a car worth fifty thousand dollars but could only get so little cash. He ordered Danny to drive. The other old car followed close behind.
Danny was so nervous that he could hardly drive in a straight line. Tamerlan said to him, "Relax." Danny recalled the situation and said, "My heart was beating fast."
They bypassed Brighton and crossed the Charles River to Water. Stop, drive along the Weapon Factory Street. Tamerlan flipped through Danny's wallet and asked him for the withdrawal code of his bank card. Danny used a friend's birthday.
As ordered, Danny drove the car to a quiet neighborhood east of Waterton and stopped on a small strange street. The car following stopped behind him. Another man came over and was thin, with shaggy hair. It was the "Suspect No. 2" Tamerlan who was announced by investigators through photos and videos earlier that night and got out of the car and ordered Danny to take the seat of the co-pilot. Went up and warned that if Danny wanted to play any tricks, he would shoot immediately. In the next few minutes, the two brothers moved some heavy objects from the other car to Danny's off-road vehicle. "It's some luggage." Danny thought at the time.
Next is Tamerlan driving, Danny sitting in the passenger seat, and Djohar sitting behind Danny. They stopped at the Waterton Center so that Djohar could use Danny's card to withdraw some money from the Bank of America ATM. Danny shivered because of fear, but he claimed that he felt cold and asked the other party to let him put on his jacket. At this time, only his brother Tamerlan was watching him. Danny was wondering if he could use this opportunity to get out, but he looked around and saw all the locked storefronts. A police car drove past and the lights went out.
Tamerlan agreed to Danny's request and took his coat from the back seat. Danny unfastened his seat belt, put on his jacket, and then wanted to go around and fasten the seat belt behind him so that his escape would be easier. "Don't do that." Tamerlan said, looking at him. "Don't do anything stupid."
Danny thought of his fledgling start-up company and the New York girl he was crushing on. "I thought,'Oh God, I have no chance to see you again." He recalled.
Djohar is back. "We both have guns." Tamerlan said. But Danny had never seen a second weapon. He heard that "Manhattan" was the only word he could hear in a foreign language between the two of them. Then they asked Danny in English if his car could drive out of the state boundary. "What do you mean by that?" Danny asked unclearly. "For example, to New York." said one of the brothers.
They continued west on Highway 20, heading for Wataum and Interstate 95, passing a police station in the middle. Danny tried to notify the police inside through his mind, thinking about jumping out of the car and rolling to the side of the road.
Tamerlan asked him to turn on the radio and demonstrate how to tune the channel. Then Tamerland quickly listened to several radio stations, and seemed to deliberately avoid listening to the news. He asked Danny if he had any CDs to listen to. Danny replied no, and said that he listened to music on his mobile phone. The fuel tank was almost empty. They stopped at a gas station, but the fuel pump there was already turned off.
So they turned around and went back to Waterton Danny and saw a sign that said "Fairfield Street" took something out of the car that had been left behind, but this time did not move the trunk. They took out a music CD and started playing it. To Danny, the music seemed to be calling for worship.
Suddenly, Danny's iPhone buzzed and vibrated. His roommate texted him in Chinese and asked him where he was. Tamerlan yelled and asked Danny to teach him to write a Chinese reply using an English-Chinese translation app and send it out. This reply text message said: "I am sick. I am sleeping with a friend tonight." Soon there was another text message and then a phone call. No one answered the phone. After a few seconds, the phone rang again.
"If you speak a word of Chinese, I will kill you immediately." Tamerlan said. Danny understood. It was his roommate's boyfriend who called, and he was speaking Mandarin. "I am sleeping at my friend's house tonight." Danny replied in English. "I have to hang up."
"Good boy," Tamerlan said. "Good job!" The
off-road vehicle drove towards the brightly lit battlefield road, then turned to River Street, and came to two gas stations that were still open. Djohar used Danny's credit card to refuel, but soon came back and knocked on the car window. He said: "Cash only." At least that was the case at that time. Tamerlan set aside $50.
Danny watched Djohar walk into the shop, wondering if it was a good opportunity. Eventually, he stopped thinking about it and acted like a conditioned reflex.
"I think I have to do two things: unfasten the seat belt and open the door and jump out. If I fail to do these two things, he will kill me on the spot, and kill me without hesitation. "Danny said. "I'm going to fight it out. I did it very fast. I used my left and right hands at the same time, opened the door, unlocked the seat belt, jumped out of the car, and ran." He rushed into the street without looking back and ran towards the lights of the Mobil gas station. "I don't know if the gas station is still open," he said. "At that moment, I was praying to heaven."
The brothers drove away. After the brief confusion, the clerk dialed 911 on his cell phone and handed the phone to Danny who was hiding in the storage room. The 911 officer told him to take a deep breath. A few minutes later, the police came to the scene and recorded his experience. Danny reminded them that the car could be tracked through his iPhone and the satellite receiver on the Mercedes-Benz.
After an hour or maybe even longer, when Waterton broke out in a gun battle and started a big search, the police took Danny to Waterton for an "in-vehicle screening", that is, sitting in a police car in front of a suspect who was detained from the street. After passing, confirm their faces. He didn't recognize him alone. He was talking to police and FBI personnel all night, and a well-meaning National Guard member gave him a bagel and coffee, and he was grateful for it. In the afternoon of the next day, they sent Danny back to Cambridge.
"I think Tamerlan is dead, I think it's good, obviously safer. But his brother I said bad," Danny recalled his mood at the time and said, he was worried that Djohar would come to him for revenge. But the police already knew at the time that his wallet and car ID were still in the Mercedes-Benz that had been battered by bullets. They also knew that the injured Djohar might not go far. Sure enough, they found him in the boat that night.
When the news of Djohar's capture came out, Danny's roommate in front of the TV hurriedly called him over. Danny was talking on the phone. The girl on the other end of the phone was in New York.

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