The continuous light rain in the past few days still made the street floor still a little wet, and the leaves in the flower fields by the roadside still carried some dew, and occasionally a few drops slipped from the tips of the leaves and dripped into the soft soil. Anchen was still wearing the same black cloak, and Graves was still wearing reddish-brown leather armor and cloak. The bright lights illuminated the night as if it were day, and the two men stood at the corner of the street, silently looking at today's goal.

"Whew." Graves spat out the smoke, took the cigarette from his beard, pinched it in his hand, and flicked it gently. The ashes with the firelight fell from mid-air, fell into the stagnant water on the ground, and asked Anchen beside him without looking back, "I knocked on the door, you turned the window?" “

Anchen nodded, "You knock on the door, I'll go through the window." ”

"Okay." Graves tossed the cigarette into the trash can next to him and walked to the Orr Bank with the shotgun on his back.

"Hey." Anchen stopped Graves, who was walking.

Graves shook his beard and turned around and asked, "What?" “

"Ahem." An Chen coughed and said, "Be civilized." “

"Yes, understood." Graves raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and swaggered towards the bank.

In the bank, there are not many people, and there are not many people who deposit money, let alone withdraw money. Each of the sums deposited in this bank is quite large, so it is not likely to be misappropriated after it has been saved.

The staff is working in an orderly manner, and if there are few people, they are happy to relax, and the work here is quite easy and the salary is very high, making it a very desirable job.

A dozen steps away from the bank, Graves licked his lips and took off the shotgun behind him and held it in his hand: "It should indeed be a little personable, be civilized, and always make a good impression." ”

"Bang!" With a deafening sound, the shotgun spewed out orange-red flames mixed with the smell of black powder.

"Bang!" The transparent magic crystal gate of the Orr Bank broke and scattered all over the ground in response. , a momentary change made everyone stunned in place.

"Click, click, click······ Please cooperate with each other. The dark brown leather boots stepped on the magic crystal slag on the ground, made a burst of breaking sounds and walked into the bank, spit on a mouthful, and roared: "Du Niang raised Lao Tzu's hand, then turned around, squatted on the ground, and held his head in both hands." ”

"Bang!" The shotgun roared again.

"Day! Did you hear it all? ”

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Anchen stood on the corner of the street and looked at the banks and streets that became chaotic in an instant, as well as the crowd that had fled in all directions, and licked his mouth, yes, this is very civilized. Thinking about turning and walking away, he disappeared into the street. And in the noisy crowds and crowded streets, no one noticed that this shadow quietly disappeared.

Graves will delay for five minutes, leaving only five minutes for Anchen, and similarly, only five minutes for the Pitt City police.

"Yes." The second hand was fixed on the number twelve, and Catherine pressed her police cap and walked out of the office with a gun in hand.

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All the police officers in the office are ready to go, and the idlers in the police station have all been invited out.

Catherine glanced at the people below, with a hint of hesitation in her sharp eyes, and finally gritted her teeth: "Let's go!" ”

"Well" Anchen walked in a brightly lit corridor with his head raised, and the bright lights shone on the reflective floor tiles, making the corridor look a little dazzling: "This place is not the same as the imaginary vault." "The guards have all been drawn away by the commotion above, and at least a large part of the guards are no longer in the vault.

"So, let's get to work," Anchen smiled, silently striding forward in the empty corridor.

The guards guarding the underground gate did not leave, they could not leave their posts under any circumstances, although they also wanted to go and see what was going on above, there would be such a commotion. Three guards crouched by the door with shields on their backs. Now there will be no one in the entire basement, so there is no need to worry about any work inspections, so you can take a lazy break.

At this moment, an emaciated figure in a black cloak slowly walked out of the corner of the corridor and appeared in front of them.

"Who are you, it's forbidden here." One of the guards frowned, stood up, and with his right hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist. As long as it is a normal situation, it is impossible for the person in front of you to come to visit.

"Oops," the cloaked man whispered, "I found it." As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face in the shadows, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly.

"If we get closer, we'll take the necessary measures." The guards all stood up and drew their swords at their waists.

As if he hadn't heard, the cloaked man walked forward step by step.

The black mist slowly dispersed from the man's body and slowly gathered up. In the thick fog, the looming black shadow swayed softly, and the killing intent began to be released, and a stream of blood that was about to break them down condensed in the fog. It was a demon in the abyss, smiling at them.

The smoke cleared, and Anchen still walked unhurriedly through the corridor, passing by the guard, who had already collapsed to the ground and fainted. An Chen looked at the closed door in front of him, and said to himself: "Well, it's not okay to be a guard with such psychological quality." As he spoke, he walked strangely to the locked door, seeping into the gate like a remnant.

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The crowd was somewhat panicked, and Catherine stood in front of the Orr Bank, where, according to the waiter of one of the parties, the robber was gone. Wei Zheng is leading people to maintain order in the scene.

A police officer walked up: "Report, no whereabouts of the suspect were found at the scene, and he should have fled." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, what should we do now?" ”

Catherine's expression did not change much, but became more calm, and everything was carried out as Anchen had planned with her. Anchen would flee to the meeting point with the money and Graves to share the spoils, and the police would only have to prepare to arrest them there. Soon, she will be able to catch these two well-known top criminals on the road.

"Go to the bell tower." Catherine turned around and said lightly, her hands cold.