Chapter Fifty-Eight: What the Hell Did He Think?
One morning, the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department was frowning in his office, still grieving about yesterday's bank robbery, but a subordinate knocked on the door and reported that he was frowning...... A message that became dumbfounded.
"He's committing another crime!"
The subordinate shouted in an exaggerated tone: "This time is even more outrageous! However, this guy also has experience, sneaked into the office in advance, first controlled the two managers in charge of the vault key, and then detonated five anesthetic cylinders in the lobby and office corridor at the same time, knocking everyone down in an instant......"
He breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Then he went to the vault, and I don't know what kind of demolition tool he used, and ripped all the safe deposit boxes off the walls in rows and carried them all away!
It took less than ten minutes, and no one was able to report the case in time. Our people rushed over, and all we could see was that the underground vault was in shambles, but there was not a dime left. ”
"How did he do it?"
The chief was stunned for a moment, then slammed the table like an explosion, stood up and shouted, "He's still not human, how did he do it?" ”
The subordinate hesitated for a moment, and spread his hands with a wry smile: "I just watched the live video they sent back, and I almost suspect that he made a tank out of there to destroy the wall like that." ”
"Tanks? Why don't you say it's a starship......"
The director sat back in frustration: "Obviously, this is not a problem we can solve, let the FBI have a headache." ”
"Fortunately, no one was injured at the scene, and if it was the same anesthetic that stunned our SWAT team members yesterday, there would be no sequelae."
The subordinate whispered again: "I think he will still commit crimes, and it is impossible to stop here." ”
The director nodded, and massaged both sides of his forehead vigorously: "With this kind of ability, it's strange that you can stop it." I bet he intends to become the richest man in the world with this. ”
The subordinate smiled, admiring in his heart: worthy of being my boss, his head is blown up, and he can still be humorous......
Half an hour ago, Tang Feng simply and neatly got the second bank, and the purpose of this action is one word: fast!
It must be as fast as lightning, so that the police will not have time to arrive at the scene, and we have already left.
Therefore, Tang Feng used a large amount of anesthetic gas, and also released a modified small excavator in the underground vault: without it running, all the tracks and other parts were removed to reduce the volume.
Of course, the bucket was not used, and was replaced with a giant crowbar.
The cab was also dismantled, leaving only the most important part, which would ensure the basic operation of the giant crowbar.
Where did the excavator come from? It's definitely not Lan Xiang, isn't there construction in the prison, this kind of machinery and equipment is quite complete.
Except for the largest vault, which had to be opened with a key, the other safe deposit boxes and other things were all dug down from the wall by a giant crowbar, and they didn't care about the extent of the damage, anyway, they were all put into the prison, and the prisoners opened them one by one and cleaned them up slowly.
Therefore, when Tang Feng calmly left, the underground vault was indeed a mess, but all that remained was cement bricks, exposed steel bars, broken security doors, and metal railings with teeth and claws.
The inmate who operated the excavator was apparently a skilled model worker, and yesterday, after just three hours of practice in prison, he was able to open the cap of a beer bottle with a crowbar the thickness of his calf.
The warden was very happy, and after this incident, of course, he would be greatly improved in all aspects.
In the afternoon of the same day, the major banks in Los Angeles received the news and immediately took measures to hire more professional security personnel for the stores, equipped with powerful weapons and the most advanced gas masks.
In short, it is a strong soldier and a horse, and he is ready to fight.
Sure enough, at about four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, news came from the police: after six hours, that guy had attacked another bank!
The result was extremely surprising and even confused.
"What, a small bank in the northern suburbs, only robbed a steel hammer, a total of less than a hundred dollars? Before going out, he gave an old woman tens of thousands of dollars in convulsions? ”
In the police station, the director first had a question mark in his head, and then smiled: "Okay, I admit that I made a mistake in judgment, it seems that he does not have the kind of plan of the richest man in the world." ”
The FBI has officially taken over the case, and the police are only responsible for cooperating, and he feels much more relaxed now.
"It's so weird, this guy."
Or the confidant subordinate in the morning, sitting opposite the director's desk: "Is he teasing us, or is it just to satisfy his own bad taste?" ”
"Who knows!"
The director patted his forehead, and the symptoms of the headache had been alleviated a lot: "Obviously not a normal person, who can guess his thoughts." ”
Since that day, everyone involved in this case has been deeply analyzing the psychological state of this superpowered robber, and even temporarily hired several well-known experts who are very accomplished in the field of criminal psychology.
Various psychoanalyses are listed, but none of them can be guessed correctly.
In fact, the answer is not complicated at all, it's just that Tang Feng robbed two banks, and he feels a little tired.
The same kind of game, the first time it's exciting, the second time it's okay, and the third time it's not interesting.
Anyway, the requirement of the system task is only to rob three banks, and there is no specific amount, Tang Feng has consulted Xing Ye, and the third one has completed robbing a penny.
In the first two banks, the cash has already exceeded 100 million, and it can't be spent at all in just one month, and when the judgment day comes, it will be a pile of waste paper, and it is too tasteful to cook on the fire, so why do you want so much.
If you have that time, why don't you go to a spa and relax.
Or go to a striptease......
In other words, the last time I traveled around the world in Furious 5 and Giselle, I didn't see a striptease performance with my own eyes.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Tang Feng returned to the hotel and returned to Giselle.
After a while, just get to know it, play and play, but the kind of woman outside, Tang Feng won't touch it, and he still handed over the public food in the entanglement of the heroine's sister's two long legs.
After the incident, I even explained honestly, and went to see a striptease show at night, and I can only say that I feel okay.
Giselle lay in his arms and pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't you like big breasts, don't you have them there?" ”
"Yes, yes, but the face can't."
Tang Feng smiled and asked back, "When did I say I like big breasts?" ”
"I haven't said it, but I can see it."
Giselle hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Your ability is so great, why don't you help me get richer?" ”
Before, she never thought it was her own shortcoming, but for the sake of the man she loved, she could accept that kind of change, but it was better to be naturally plump than that kind of filler.
"It's not necessary, it's really unnecessary!"
Tang Feng smiled and waved his hand: "You are you, your favorite state is the most perfect you, don't make those deliberate changes for me." ”
"It's okay, I never cared about that."
Giselle breathed a seductive breath in his ear in an extremely gentle tone: "As long as you like it." ”
"It's all trivial, really."
Tang Feng hugged her tightly and described a certain kind of future for her: "In the future, when you become a real goddess, you only need one thought, and you can become whatever you want to become...... Well, let's try it out in the water, and it seems pretty good. ”
Giselle patted him on the chest and looked, every time it was like this, and there were definitely no more serious words than three sentences.