Near Hollywood, First Republic Bank of California.

Because there was a bank robbery here, the small square area outside the high-rise building was surrounded by passers-by and news media workers watching the show.

In the lobby of the bank, there are many bank employees who have been coerced into hostages by robbers, as well as customers who have just opened the bank and come to handle business.

Some of the LADP officers, along with several agents from the Special Investigation Unit, were sitting in chairs with them, reassuring them and asking for clues about the robbers, such as voice, language, skin color, and whether they had scars or tattoos.

Continuing further down the bank hall, less than five meters to the right rear, there is a very thick round large iron gate.

There are not only time locks, but also fingerprint locks and password locks on the iron door, and the precautions are very tight.

Stepping through the iron gate, there is a brightly lit corridor inside.

On the left side of the hallway, there is a room called a vault for temporary cash storage, and on the right, there is a room called a safe vault full of large and small metal cabinets for storing various customer secret requests.

At the end of the corridor on the right side, there is a downward elevator, which must have a password, fingerprint and iris, and the combination of the three can be activated.

At the end of the elevator down is the bank's vault, whose doors require several layers of complex codes to open.

This time, the robbers had no idea of hitting the gold, the elevator was still intact and not running, and the vault was safe and sound.

But the vault on which cash was stored, and the secure vault full of cabinets, both rooms were ransacked.

In the center of the vault, there was a metal table used to store cash, and at this time, most of the cash on it had been lost.

The metal cabinet in the safe vault was also violently broken open by a third, and the contents of the cabinet were looted, and there was only a large pile of metal boxes on the ground that the robbers did not want, and some papers or notes that I didn't know what they were.

When the special investigation team arrived at the bank, a bank manager and several bank employees worked with the LAPD to count the specific losses of the two houses.

Luo An was going to enter the two rooms of the security vault and the vault with the sheriff of the LAPD to briefly check for useful clues, but at this moment, a white mist suddenly poured out of the security vault.

Under the warning of the danger perception in his mind and the crazy vibration like a motor, Luo An's face changed instantly, and he immediately pulled the LAPD sheriff next to him to retreat outward, and at the same time shouted loudly:

"Everyone! Get out of the bank all of them! ”

The bank hall has been echoing the low noise humming sound of people communicating, Luo An's sudden shouting startled everyone, the buzzing suddenly stopped, and after reacting, many people frowned, and the buzzing sound sounded again:

“What？”

"Who's that guy?"

"What did he just say?"

"He told us to leave."

"Why?"

Winslow, Chenelle, and Lacey of the Special Investigation Team reacted instantly, and it was the first time they saw such an anxious look on Roan's face, so the three of them quickly got up and drove the people around them out, while shouting:

"Everyone! Get out of here! ”

"Hurry up! Get out of here! ”

The spread of the white mist was quite fast, Luo An's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this scene, and he didn't care about the problem of verbal expression, he kicked a few times but didn't react, and the lapd police officer and a few female bank employees roared angrily:

“Mother-Fu-ker！ Hurry up and get out of here! ”

With a shout of rage, Luo An pushed the LAPD sheriff beside him away, loudly ordered him to quickly lead people out of here, and then rushed into the monitoring room not far away at great speed.

In the surveillance room, Mona, Michelle and a bank employee were studying the computer and dealing with the monitoring work, when Roan suddenly broke in, startled the three of them.

Mona was just about to ask, but Luo An couldn't explain anymore, and loudly ordered the bank employees to evacuate the place quickly, and then grabbed Mona and Michelle, and ran out of the bank with the two of them.

The LPD's sheriff didn't understand what was happening, but quickly kept order at the scene and told everyone to leave.

As soon as Luo An ran out of the bank with Mona and Michelle, the female deputy bank manager who had been kicked by him before ran over with anger on her face, ready to slap Luo An:

"You damn FBI! Why did you ...... just now?"

"Get out!"

Roan didn't bother to discuss with the female deputy bank manager, and directly pushed her aside, telling Mona and Michelle to quickly call an ambulance, and then run to the bank hall again.

In the lobby of the bank, there were several witnesses who witnessed the robbery's escape, including a young woman who was holding her five-year-old daughter to take notes.

Winslow and Chenellele ran out with the mother and daughter, but they were stuck behind the crowd because of some people in front of them.

When the last few people were about to leave the bank hall, the mother and daughter fell to the ground suddenly forward for some reason, Winslow and Chenelle hurriedly prepared to help, and suddenly Qiqi felt his head become a little dizzy.

"Don't sleep!"

Running to the door of the bank, Luo Ann grabbed Winslow and Chenelle, and let the two LAPDs force the two to quickly exit the bank hall, and then Luo An picked up the little girl and her mother, and quickly evacuated out of the bank gate.

"What's going on there?"

"What's going on?"

"Why are they all running out?"

The onlookers in the square outside the bank saw everyone suddenly running out of the gate, and immediately discussed in a low voice with doubts on their faces.

Some news media workers saw the scene of Luo An slapping down a female bank clerk, and their eyes instantly lit up and became excited.

Many of these journalists knew Luo An's identity, and the scene of the female bank clerk falling to the ground suddenly frantically took pictures and videos, and the news headline at this moment was instantly thought of.

But before these people finished taking pictures, something even more terrifying happened in front of their eyes:

I saw that the three LAPD and bank employees who were at the end and didn't have time to run out of the bank hall suddenly rolled their eyes and fell to the ground, struggling and convulsing a few times before they didn't move.

The male bank security guard closest to the bank gate was lying on the ground, his left hand clutching his neck, and his right hand reaching forward to grasp the ground to leave the hall, and the next second, he lost his breath.

The scene of the bank security guard being less than ten centimeters away from the door of the bank, with a hideous death on his face, suddenly made the eyes of everyone outside widen, and at the same time, they retreated again and again with fear on their faces:

“Oh-My-God！”

"What's going on in the bank?"

"What the hell is that?"

The LAPDs and bank clerks who were lucky enough to survive outside the bank were instantly soaked in cold sweat when they saw this scene.

The LPD sergeant also had hair standing on end all over his body, he hurriedly ran to Luo An's side, and while helping Luo An take away the unconscious mother and daughter, he asked in horror:

"Team Leader Roan! What's going on inside? ”

Hearing the sheriff's question, everyone nearby turned their heads and looked at Roan, who also wanted to know what was going on.

Instead of answering the sheriff's question, Roan walked over to Winslow and Chenelle to check on the situation.

Seeing that the two had fallen into a coma, Luo An's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Roan."

Mona came over with her mobile phone, her face was also very ugly, and she whispered:

"The ambulance from the nearby hospital is coming soon, and I've already called the team leader."

"Not enough."

Luo An shook his head and said in a cold voice:

"Continued phone calls to the Weapons of Mass Destruction Bureau under the FBI's Division of Homeland Security, as well as the FBI Hazmat Handling Team, the Los Angeles branch of the Federal Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and the Federal Emergency Management Agency."

“OK。”

Mona nodded heavily, turned around and pulled Michelle with her to the side and started making calls.

Lacey, who had been doing chest compressions for Chenellele and Winslow next to her, pressed for a long time to no avail, she raised her head, her eyes were red, and she gritted her back molars and asked:

"Ann, what's going on in the bank hall?"

At this time, Luo An had calmed down, his face was expressionless, but his voice was as cold as ice, and he replied:

"Most likely, it's poison gas."

(End of chapter)