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Just an hour ago, Qin Lang had never heard of this person, but he also wondered if San Francisco in 1893 really had a man named James. McBride's jewelers were not interested. In short, this guy, more precisely the dollars in his safe, is the target of him, O'Connor, and Duncan.

Now he was on the roof of the building opposite Mr. McBride's jewelry store, using the scope of a Remington rifle to observe the movement on the second floor—according to Qin Lang's view, Mr. McBride's jewelry store was a typical "small business" style of shop, with shops on the first floor and residences on the second floor, which always gave him the feeling that he had found the wrong person to rob.

For a while, he had been suspicious of his accomplices' eyes in search of targets. However, both O'Connor and Duncan insisted that McBride was a very rich guy, so he could only think of the wealthy jeweler as a Grande-like figure now.

A disgusting miser.

Robbing such people does not make people feel guilty at all. It is the greatest waste of wealth and an unforgivable grave mistake that must be corrected immediately that they have a great deal of wealth and prefer to lock them all up in a sturdy safe and let them mold, spoil, and finally rot.

"I'm doing a redistribution of social wealth." Qin Lang thought he was doing the right thing.

But Yi Shui doesn't think so.

"You shouldn't be a robber, Qin Lang, you are a good person, don't do bad things." This was the seventeenth time he had said this to Qin Lang, and of course O'Connor and Duncan had heard it very clearly—but they didn't understand what it meant.

Qin Lang felt that this was very good. Because, if they knew what Yi Shui was talking about, they would definitely jump up and beat him up.

Because he thinks so too.

About robbing James. The importance of McBride, he had already explained to Yi Shui at least sixteen times, and he really didn't want to explain it to him seventeen times. "Yi Shui, now we all need money, you need money to get home, O'Connor and Duncan need money to escape, I need money to live, but if we don't rob, we will never get money."

"I'd rather get a job." This is also the seventeenth time this sentence has been spoken.

"Hell! Is your head made of stone? Qin Lang almost couldn't help beating Yi Shui, "Yi Shui, you are Chinese, you can't find a good job at all, and there will be Americans who hate you - don't you think it's too stupid to attract the hatred of others because of a terrible job?" ”

"But you also said that the American view is wrong......"

"Do you still want to reason with the Americans? You idiot, reasoning with a group of people is the stupidest thing in the world, they only need to say one word each...... No," in fact, it is simply unrealistic to expect that the Americans will argue with a Chinese with their mouths, "the Americans will 'convince' you with their fists." ”

"But ......"

"Nothing, easy water, you just need to remember one thing: the truth is always within the range of the cannon." Qin Lang had completely lost the patience to communicate with Yi Shui, and he didn't have time to communicate with them.

A carriage had pulled up to the door of the jewelry store.

"Mr. McBride is home?" It seems that it should be him, but, according to O'Connor's information, he should not be back until an hour later......

"It's the weekend, and it's supposed to be his daughter's back." O'Connor explained. "James. McBride has a daughter who attends an all-girls boarding school and comes home once a weekend. ”

"Rachel. McBride is a beauty. Duncan added. He knew the people and things of San Francisco better than O'Connor, and of course he knew James better. McBride's daughter. But looking at his disgusting appearance that was about to drool, Qin Lang and O'Connor wanted to beat him up.

What's more, his additional note has not yet been confirmed. Although Rachel. McBride quickly jumped out of the carriage, but she couldn't see her face clearly in the dim streetlight light, and the typical attire of women of this era made her figure completely unrecognizable, except for a beautiful blonde hair, the two hopeful guys had nothing to gain at all.

Qin Lang and O'Connor were very unhappy......

At least O'Connor made his attitude clear.

Noticing his face, Duncan hurriedly comforted, "You'll be able to see it in a moment, man, don't worry." ”

"I'm not in a hurry." O'Connor said, but his eyes remained on Miss McBride—watching her knock on the door, watching the McBride's sole cook and maid open the door for her, watching her walk in......

Then the door shut, and O'Connor withdrew his gaze.

A look of loss.

Seeing the look on his face, Duncan almost burst out laughing. "Oh, Mr. O'Connor, you're ......"

"Shut up, Mr. Sandy."

"Okay." Duncan turned to Qin Lang, "Do we need to start early?" For our poor Mr. O'Connor......"

O'Connor glared at him. "Duncan, if you say another word, I'll drop you down this floor."

"Hey, I'm trying to help you."

"Oh? Should I thank you? ”

"I don't mind."

"You ......"

"It's all quiet, that's the end of the topic." Qin Lang ordered in a low voice. He didn't mind O'Connor and Duncan fighting with their mouths, but he didn't want it to be too long, especially at a very critical time like this. To Duncan's suggestion – even though it was a joke – he replied, "We're going to go ahead with the plan." ”

The so-called original plan...... According to O'Connor's investigation and Duncan's corroboration, Mr. McBride's jewelry store closes at 5:30 p.m. and begins its routine inventory, which lasts for half an hour, and at 6 o'clock the three clerks leave on time. McBride would also leave the house after he had deposited his cash in the safe and would not return until nine o'clock.

That is to say, for nearly three hours, there was only one maid in the jewellery shop - Mrs. McBride had accidentally broken her neck on the stairs of her house three years earlier, for which Mr. McBride had received a large inheritance and a considerable sum of insurance money, and of course, Miss McBride. However, this does not mean that much can be done in those three hours.

Perhaps because of the large amount of cash in the house, Mr. McBride and his maid were extremely cautious that they would not open the door to any stranger after the business was closed, and that there were only three ways to enter the jewellery store: to obtain the key, to pick the lock, and to break in. However, whether it is Qin Lang, O'Connor or Duncan, they can't get the key, and they don't know the skill of picking the lock, and breaking the lock or slamming the door open will arouse the suspicion of McBride, who has not yet returned home, so they can only wait for the only opportunity.

At nine o'clock that evening, Mr. McBride came home......

They subdue him the moment he pulls out the key to unlock it, enter the jewelry store, threaten him to open the safe, take every dollar in it, return to the truck, and escape.

By the time the clerk who came to work tomorrow morning found out about the store, rescued Mr. and Miss McBride, and reported the incident to the police station, they were already hundreds of miles away......

Wait a minute! Qin Lang thought of his real plan: robbing the bank. What if you leave San Francisco immediately after robbing McBride? It is impossible to give it up, but ...... He glanced at Yi Shui, who was squatting to the side depressedly.

"Let's send this idiot away before we consider the plan to rob the bank." Qin Lang sighed secretly. If there is a man next to him who says "this is not right" during every robbery, he will end up tying him up into a dumpling and throwing him into the Pacific Ocean. But if it turned out like this, why did he meddle in the first place to rescue him?

Impulsiveness is the devil......