Two days later, at 20 Exchange Street, Manhattan Trust Bank, a two-meter-tall man wearing a long gray trench coat, a top hat and black sunglasses, and a suitcase in his hand, with a neatly trimmed mustache on his face, walked in.

"Sir, what kind of business do you want to handle?" The tall man was received by a female bank clerk.

Such a tall Asian is still rare, and the neat mustache adds a bit of the charm of a mature man, although the clothes on the body are not a luxury brand, but the beautiful female staff still can't help but take a few more glances at this mature and handsome Asian customer.

"Can I entrust you to keep my box?"

The man's rich voice made the female staff more sideways, although there was a long trench coat to cover it, and the figure of the person could not be seen, but at least it could be seen that there was no small belly, plus the sense of man in the voice, the beautiful female staff was already sketching some indescribable pictures in her mind.

"Ma'am?"

"Ah, sorry sir, of course, please show me your identification."

The man paused, then stepped forward and approached the female employee, bent down slightly, and put his mouth close to the female employee's ear, and the female employee could even clearly feel the hot breath exhaled by the other party, and couldn't help but heat up.

"I mean, can you offer that kind of anonymous storage service? I can pay a little more for the storage. ”

The female clerk tried very hard to resist the almost close-fitting masculine charm, and the refusal was reluctant, and if it weren't for the bank's rules and the difficulty of the job, she might have agreed to the Asian man's request.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't call the shots, but as far as I know, as long as the business in our bank reaches a certain amount, there will be upgrade services, maybe you can talk to our manager."

"Forget it, I hope we have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." After speaking, the man turned around and wanted to leave, but just when the female clerk was reluctant and even wanted to open her mouth to stay, the Asian man suddenly turned around again, smiling with a hint of embarrassment: "Beautiful bank lady, can you tell me where the bathroom of your bank is?" ”

……

"Hive", Liszt had just come out of the shooting range when he met Bella and Abigail, who had returned from shopping.

In the past few days, the relationship between Bella and Abigail has warmed up rapidly, and they have become a pair of good girlfriends, and the two girls who originally didn't like shopping and shopping actually began to talk about fashion.

The relationship between the two was so good that Liszt would have been jealous, because Bella's dependence on him became less and less.

If you don't say that men are cheap, you will think she is clingy when your girlfriend pesters you, but one day you suddenly find that your girlfriend starts to pester you instead of pestering you and pestering something else... When you are a woman, you will be upset, such as Liszt, these two days there will always be Bella and Abby in your head... A bed......

Well, Liszt admitted that he was evil, and in addition to silently thinking in his heart, his heart was clear, and the sky was not shocked, he could only vent at the shooting range.

Hannibal and Dekkers told him to go to the bar but he refused, he didn't like to drink, and he could hear his wallet crying in the dead of night.

……

It's still the Manhattan Trust Bank, almost a week has passed since the police rescued all the hostages, but there seems to be no follow-up report in the media, and the police spokesman has not made a follow-up explanation of the case, as if none of this happened, no robbery, no suspects, and no one will remember it except for those who have experienced it firsthand.

Dalton Russell emerged from his cramped hideout, and his accomplices were released through police interrogation and sent him a message.

Nearly a week of eating, drinking, and sleeping in such a small place, Dalton himself admired his ability to bear it.

Carefully put the mess back in its original form, this is a perfect robbery, a little space trickery fools the searching police, as long as he survives safely for a week, he can get a fortune that he will not spend for a lifetime.

There is absolutely no connection between Dalton and the bank robbers from the outside, and he looks a little decadent with a black cap and backpack.

As he walked to the bank lobby, Dalton saw Fraser, the black police detective who dared to enter the bank alone to ensure the safety of the hostages, and his partner.

Dalton's first reaction was that he had been betrayed, otherwise why didn't he receive a reminder, but his strong psychological quality made him quickly adjust and calmly blend in with the waiting crowd.

He didn't come out of the crowd until he saw Fraser and his partner walking away, and as for the insulting gestures of the people around him covering his nose, he knew very well how bad the smell would be, he hadn't taken a shower for a week, and the toilet was only a little distance away from him, well, that feeling he didn't want to experience or even recall for the rest of his life.

Except for the door of the Manhattan Trust Bank, he had already seen the black Volkswagen parked on his left, although he wondered why the windows were closed, and he didn't pay much attention to it, considering that it might be cold.

Dalton walked directly over and opened the co-pilot's door, it was strange that there was no one in the driver's seat, only his girlfriend was sitting alone in the back, but his face was wrong.

Dalton sensed something was wrong and wanted to open the car door and leave, but someone was pressed against his back, and this feeling was not necessary to guess something, most likely a gun.

"Don't move, I don't want to kill but I don't refuse to solve the problem by killing, so in order to save me some effort and for your own safety, I ask you to cooperate."

Thick bass, Dalton can guarantee that no one in his acquaintance has a voice like this, and of course does not rule out a deliberate change in voice.

"Friend, what do you want?"

Despite the cold sweat crawling on his body, Dalton calmly tried to talk to the person behind him.

He didn't expect that these bank robbers were robbed by others, and he didn't know what happened to the others.

"Close the car door, don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I won't hurt you."

"Friend, if you are short of money, I can give it to you, and please don't hurt my friend."

Dalton didn't know how much the people behind him knew about them, so he thought about testing it, but the people behind him didn't answer at all, only heard a soft muffled sound behind him and didn't know what was going on.

"Don't worry, I'm just letting them sleep, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I won't kill them, now, you can hand me the bag in your hand, don't think about running away, I'm not very free in police methods."

The subtext is that I threaten your girlfriend and accomplices that you have no psychological pressure, and if you dare to move, you must be prepared for them to be hurt.