Chapter 1: Eight a.m

Maple Leaf County is not a very good place to live; If you ask people from other counties what their impression of Maple Leaf is, the answer is basically ...... It's far away and it's cold.

If there is an outbreak of zombie virus in this world one day, Maple Leaf County may be a good place to go, after all, there are many areas where zombies can't get by, and there are enough fish to eat.

But in today's globalized world, there are not many people willing to migrate to Maple Leaf County from other regions, so much so that there are less than 100 million permanent residents in this nearly 10 million square kilometers of land.

The vast and sparsely populated land has its own advantages, but there will also be some problems; Take the bank robbery for example, if you set the location of the crime in a less densely populated city or town, then the benefits are ...... When the alarm goes off, there will be fewer police officers coming to deal with you, and the disadvantage is ...... Since there are fewer cars on the road, it will be difficult to get away from the police.

For an experienced veteran like Yan Wuxian, he will take advantage of the advantages, and those unfavorable factors, he will find a way to overcome them.

After much reconnaissance and careful planning, he finally set his sights on a federal savings bank in downtown Kitchener.

The day of the operation was a Friday in the fall of 2218, and the date happened to be the 13th.

Yan Wuxian and his team are planning to launch an operation on this "Black Friday" afternoon......

However, the story of this day has to start in the morning.

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It was eight o'clock in the morning, and I was in a police station in Kitchener.

When Inspector Robinson walked into the interrogation room, the man sitting inside didn't even look at him.

The detective immediately muttered in his heart: This eighty percent has encountered a difficult bone.

Of course, Robinson isn't a fuel-efficient lamp...... Although he has not received any relevant professional training, he is firmly in the position of the number one interrogator in the bureau with only many years of experience in handling cases.

Smack-

Once at the table, Robinson slapped his pistol on the table without saying a word, and then he snapped an I-PEN and a pack of cigarettes that he had already smoked.

When he had put all these things down, he took off his coat, hung it on the back of his chair, and sat down in stride.

"No, thanks." Just a second before Robinson was about to speak, the man sitting across from him with his hands cuffed to the back of his chair suddenly said this.

Hearing this, Robinson was stunned for two seconds, swallowed back the sentence "Do you want cigarettes" that had reached his lips, and said instead: "Being smart is not a flattering quality. ”

"I'm not here to get on good terms with you, Liam." The man looked up at the detective and replied.

At this moment, Robinson's expression changed.

Yes, his name was indeed Liamβ€”his full name was Liam William Robinson; The question is...... How did the man in front of him, who had never known him, know his name before he began to introduce himself?

"Do we know each other?" After a few seconds, the detective regained his composure, as he quickly thought of an explanation - the man might have been arrested by him before.

It's a reasonable guess: Robinson is a veteran cop who has handled hundreds of cases and has personally captured countless criminals...... From street gangsters, to gangsters, from unscrupulous liars to professional killers...... Robinson naturally could not have memorized every prisoner's face; However, those who were caught, maybe they still remember him.

"We've known each other in at least three other parallel universes." The man replied, "Here...... I guess I'm going to get to know each other soon. ”

"Hmph......" If it were other police officers, Bacheng would have slapped the table and turned his face when he heard this, but Robinson was different, he didn't get angry, just sneered, and continued, "Why are you bothering?" Mr. Song...... I know that you are saying this inexplicable nonsense with the intention of provoking me, pretending to be crazy, or delaying time......" He took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, put it in his mouth, and said as he lit it, "but you and I both know that in your case, even the right to a lawyer and a phone call does not exist...... Make a mess of the interrogation, and you'll be the one who suffers in the end. ”

He took a puff of his cigarette and stared at the other man's face for a few seconds, not shying away from capturing the psychological flaws of the "prisoner".

"Uh-" Robinson puffed out a flute after a few seconds, "I'll just tell you...... I can throw you back into the detention room now, and when the civilian personnel have completed the formalities, I will hand you over to the people in the detention center, and then the rest of the matter is none of my business, and what will be the consequences of my doing so? ”

Robinson was supposed to answer this question, but just as he opened his mouth to say the second half of the sentence, the man he called "Mr. Song" preemptively answered: "Within a week, I will appear in court with a document that says 'refuse to provide any testimony,' accompanied by a ninth-rate lawyer appointed by the federal government...... The prosecutor who prosecuted me brought me a video recording of the 'I pushed people off the subway tracks,' the testimony of dozens of witnesses, and several family members and friends of the victims. If nothing else...... After a standard process of less than an hour, I was sentenced to death. ”

Robinson froze.

His shock was not because there was anything remarkable about the reasoning in the passage itself, but because it was ...... What the other person said was almost exactly what he had in mind, no matter the word, the word order, and even the pauses.

"I don't know what you're up to......" Robinson's face darkened after another moment, "but you'd better stop testing my bottom line." ”

"I didn't plan to do that." The man added, "I've already tried it...... And more than once. He paused, "I have to say, you're a good cop, Liam, but you're also a stubborn man, so I'm going to give up the temptation and have a direct showdown with you this time, hoping you will understand and believe me." ”

"Oh?" Robinson raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I'll listen to ......" As he spoke, he unfolded the I-PEN on the table, swiped the screen a few times, and froze a photo of a young man on the screen and displayed it in front of the other party's eyes, "...... Why would you murder a young man who has nothing to do with you? ”

"Do you know about the butterfly effect?" Once again, the man avoided the positive answer and asked a rhetorical question instead.

"Yes." Robinson replied, "But I don't know what that has to do with your actions. ”

I continued...... You get the idea. The man continued, "Oh, yes, before that...... I don't have the surname Song, the documents you found on me are forged; My real name is 'Uncle Xue', that's right...... It's my uncle's uncle. ”