I've had enough.

Betty. When Scarlet returned home, he saw his father angrily reprimanding the others, and he had to be angry, like an enraged lion, ready to choose someone to devour.

The man kneeling in front of him could only respond submissively, he didn't dare to take a breath, his forehead dripped bean-sized sweat drops, wet his clothes, he didn't dare to let his sweat drip onto the floor, for fear that his improper behavior would make the already angry lion in front of him open his bloody mouth.

In that case, his relatives would have to find him at the bottom of the sea near the city of Birmingham.

"Get out, get out of here." The furious lion roared.

He quickly stood up, lowered his head and walked out of the house without saying a word.

Betty. Scarlet looked at all this coldly, since she could remember, this kind of thing would play out every month, she was tired of watching it, she knew that no one could be safe in front of this angry lion, even the mayor, when facing him, would show a subtle uneasiness.

This man is Birmingham's **godfather, a tyrannical scum to the extreme.

And at the same time, Betty. Scarlet's father.

"You're back." When her father saw her, he smiled.

"Yes." Betty replied coldly.

"Have you had lunch, I specially sent someone to find your favorite Kobe beef, Kobe lobster."

"No, I've already eaten it."

Betty said this, turned and walked upstairs, even if she didn't have to look back, she knew that her scumbag father was staring at her with a covetous gaze that could only be used on her lover, not on her own daughter.

But she was used to this kind of covetous, greedy, lustful gaze that wanted to tear her clothes apart.

Back in her room, Betty slammed the door shut, making a muffled bang.

Then, like a doll that had lost her strength, she slid on the ground behind the door, looked at the photo of the mother and daughter on the table opposite the door, and muttered, "You're right, Mother, he's a beast." ”

In the hall of the staircase, the **godfather of the city of Birmingham withdrew his greedy gaze and muttered in a low voice: "Come soon, be happy, the appointed day will come soon...... When the time comes, I will be in charge of the whole of Great Britain. ”

……

Local time, 1:15 p.m.

The fir trees on both sides of the road continue to the end of the eye. Under the clear sky, the green leaves reflect the sunlight like stars.

A white man dressed in black breathed white and rode his bicycle among the street trees made of firs.

The ground was paved with pure white slates without gaps, and not only was there no garbage around, not even a small pebble, and there were not even passers-by in sight, and the white man gasped and pedaled with all his might, and rode unhindered on his glittering silver bicycle.

Ten minutes later, he walked through the tree-lined path of the fir grove and came to a gorgeous villa.

Throwing the bicycle at the door of the villa, he pushed open the bars of the villa and walked in.

The door to the villa opened, and a man of about thirty years of age stepped out and welcomed the white man in.

"Well, did you find anything?" The thirty-year-old man asked.

After the white man walked in, he took off his coat, hung it on the hanger in the entrance, shook his body and walked into the hall, and in the wide hall, more than 20 men and women quietly waited for his arrival.

Even more surprising is that in the center of the hall, a pile of money is placed. It was a three-meter-high, ten-meter-long rectangle made of money piled up, about tens of billions of dollars.

This is all the money of the seventeen banks that were robbed, all piled up here.

The white man found a free sofa and sat down, and said, "I have inquired clearly, and the first team was indeed arrested, because Will suddenly turned against the water and killed his companion, causing the police to break down the door and hunt everyone else. ”

"What, Will backwater, it can't be." Someone said loudly.

"But it's true."

"He is the most heartfelt one of us to the boss, and it is absolutely impossible to oppose the water, let alone infighting."

"I've checked the bank's video logs, and it does clearly show the image of Will fighting against the water and killing his companions, if you don't believe it, you can watch it yourself."

The man took out a chip the size of a fingernail shell from his pocket and threw it in front of everyone.

"It's a replica."

The man in his thirties, who opened the door and welcomed him in, picked up the chip, took out his mobile phone, inserted the chip into the phone, and then loaded, adjusted, and played.

The mobile phone ** emitted a light and projected it on the wall, showing all the pictures of the Lloyd's Bank robbery.

It clearly reproduces the scene of the robbers who planted the time bomb killing their accomplices.

Including the scene where he was shot and killed by the police.

"Damn it!" The man who was the first to speak out against it snorted angrily.

This is a solid proof that no one can deny.

"Wait, go back to the scene when Will was killed." Suddenly, a man spoke, about twenty-four or five years old, the youngest of all the robbers.

But he is indeed the red man in front of the boss, the head of all the robbers in the villa.

The man in his thirties rewinds the scene to the moment when Will was killed.

"What do you see?" The young leader seemed to have noticed something, and asked with interest.

One of the female robbers said: "When Will was killed, his eyes were frightened, uneasy, desperate, and he seemed to want to express something. ”

"When everyone is killed, they are terrified." Someone said.

"Will is different, he is loyal to the boss, he is the boss's henchman, he kills people like numbness, and his eyes before he dies may be angry, it may be relief, but it will definitely not be frightened."

"There's something strange here?"

"So, this video is synthetic."

"No, it's a source file, there's no trace of synthesis." Someone said it in the tone of an expert.

The young leader suddenly laughed, and he said conclusively: "Will was framed, his body was controlled, someone used his body to shoot and kill his companions, causing infighting, and then killed Will with the help of the police, this matter, outsiders intervened." ”

Take control of Will's body?

The robbers looked at each other, feeling a cool air rising from their spine bones, and the hot breath in the hall seemed to be hung by the cold current, and it was a lot colder in an instant, and some robbers shrunk their necks, as if they felt the cold in their necks.

"Ordinary people can't do this kind of thing, are superheroes meddling?"

The young leader shook his head, "It's not quite like it, superheroes shoot above board, they don't need to hide their identity, this time they shoot, it doesn't have to be a superhero." ”

After a pause, the young leader said to the white man, "I need a list, a list of all the hostages in the bank at that time, and if you help me, I will do my best to make you the chief of police." ”