Chapter 792: The numbers don’t add up (please collect, recommend, vote, and support)

Chapter 792: The numbers don’t add up (please collect, recommend, vote, and support)

 Billy Osim, the vice president of DeWitt Investment Company, now regrets very much. He really regrets rejecting the LAPD's suggestion to send people to protect them.

“You are breaking the law!” Osim felt that he could not be too weak, otherwise he would lose his advantage during negotiations. This was the experience he had accumulated over the years.

However, his little cleverness was obviously used in the wrong place. The robber stretched out his hands and patted twice without saying a word. Two burly men with their faces covered came in from the door and dragged his secretary out directly.

This slender secretary with long chestnut hair seemed to know what would happen to her. She almost burst into tears and her whole body was trembling, "No, no, don't kill me."

"Mr. Osim, I don't have time to play games with you, but I still want to prove my sincerity." As soon as the robber finished speaking, two gunshots were heard outside the office.

Osim's body shook twice with the sound of gunshots, and then he swallowed hard. These guys are serious.

"Let's go, let me get what I want as soon as possible. This is your only choice now." The robber pulled him up from the chair and pushed him out of the office. Osim happened to see the secretary's body lying outside.

The 16th floor of the DeWitt Investment Company Building, which is the middlemost floor of the entire building, is where the company's treasury is located. After taking the special elevator and passing through the security doors, Osim stood with a few robbers. In front of the huge vault.

Osim still hopes to fight for it again, "Sir, there is no way to open the vault without the president's palm print and iris recognition."

The robber stood in front of him, "Mr. Osim, stop playing tricks on me. Your president is on vacation, but these 400 million bearer bonds have to be shipped to the Federal Reserve Bank before work tomorrow."

 After Osim heard what the other party said, cold sweat formed on his face. The person in front of him knew so clearly that there was obviously an insider in the company.

Since it is going to be transported away, of course what he said just now does not hold true.

The robber took out another item. Osim watched the video of his wife and children in his backyard, and his psychological defense finally collapsed.

Originally, the president's biometric identification was required to open the vault, but because he was going on vacation and the bonds did need to be transported to the bank, the opening password was given to the vice president as an exception.

 Enter the password, then perform biometric identification, and the vault is opened smoothly.

 “New SAL is very grateful for your cooperation, Mr. Osim.” The leading robber patted him on the shoulder.

The two men behind him walked to the door, turned the handle and opened the heavy door of the vault. The space inside was not too big. A small amount of cash and precious metals were stored here. 400 million bonds were neatly stacked on the shelves, and there were more inside. Most of them are important documents of the company.

Osim watched with fear as these people moved all the bonds out and packed them into boxes, and then moved the cash and gold bars. After doing this, the leader took out a barrel of gasoline and poured it into the vault, took out a lighter and went straight to the vault without saying a word. Light a fire and burn what's left.

The successful robbers began to evacuate quickly, leaving Osim alone looking at the smoke-filled vault as the fire alarm rang loudly.

Four cars in the underground parking lot of the building quickly drove out. The robbers drove out of the parking lot with their car lights off, as if they had rehearsed countless times.

In the car, the leading robber pulled off his mask. He was also a black man, but compared to the one at Staples Center, he still had hair on his head.

"Yes, we succeeded." The guy waved his hand vigorously. They had been preparing for today's plan for a long time. Of course, the biggest contributor was the woman sitting next to him.

The secretary who was supposed to be dead was suddenly sitting on the seat next to her.

If it weren't for her, how could these robbers know that there was a batch of bearer bonds here, and it was even less possible for them to know that the president of DeWitt Investment had given Osim the authority over the treasury.

"Paxter, Paxter, you are so great." This guy spoke as if he was singing RAP. The secretary sitting on the side was equally excited and hugged the black man next to her and offered her hands. lip.

Just when the two people were entangled and something was about to happen, a phone in the black man's pocket vibrated.

The black man took out the phone without wanting to finish it, looked at the number on it and pondered for a moment, and finally picked it up, "Dewin, our operation here failed."

The voice coming from the phone was that of the robber leader who had escaped from the Staples Center.

The black man named Devin pondered for a moment. He thought that it could last for a while and make big news again. By then, the new SAL would not only have received funds but also significantly expand its influence.

But these details are far less important than the 400 million in bonds and cash in the car.

"Are there police following you?" Devin asked. Those people in the arena were all fanatics of the new SAL. In his plan, he should have activated the bomb at the last moment and killed the hostages together, but he did not expect that he would He ran away from the police siege.

 This is something Devin had not thought of before. Although the opponent is useless now, this guy must not be allowed to wander outside.

 “No, I escaped from the sewer.”, the person on the other side replied.

"Very good. Now go to the parking lot on 20th Street immediately. I will have someone pick you up there. Don't worry, I am Marshal Xin Kou and I will not leave any of my companions behind." A black man named Devin said He spoke passionately on the phone.

Sure enough, as Xu Chuan guessed, this Xin Kou really is someone else.

The person opposite quickly agreed and was almost moved to tears.

"Are you really going to pick him up?" The female secretary sitting next to Dewen sat directly on his lap after the other party hung up the phone.

 …

The black man pretending to be Xin Kou hung up the phone. He actually didn't really trust the guy on the other side, but now he had no other choice but to take a gamble like this.

The man took off his shirt and bandaged his wound with the first-aid kit he had stolen from a convenience store on the street. He was lucky that Xu Chuan's knife did not cut off the artery in his hand, but even so, the injury was still serious. Severely, the whole hand could not move at all, and it seemed that the tendons in the hand were severed.

He tied the wound tightly with gauze and gasped for air. After swallowing a few painkillers, he put on a stolen top, looked at the direction and walked down 20th Street. He didn't realize that someone was following him.

Curtis rubbed his shoes **** the roadside, and he followed the target to the sewers, where there was really everything.

According to Xu Chuan's request, he had solved the robber in the information center before the police stormed. Then Birkhoff remotely controlled the lighting system on site to create chaos.

Their purpose is actually to let the leader escape. Although they don't know if this guy has a way to escape, but according to their boss, there is no harm in trying.

Everyone in Umbrella has long been aware of their boss's character, and he will never miss this opportunity to blatantly take advantage of others.

 At present, Umbrella may have more complete information than what the police have. After the successful SWAT raid, Birkhoff and his technical staff have confirmed the identities of the on-site kidnappers. Coupled with the backdoor program installed by hacking into the LAPD command system, we successfully found out all the movement data of these people in the recent period. Coupled with facial recognition, it was almost impossible to find out who they had contacted and where they had been. Everything was analyzed, no matter how big or small.

After completing this work, Birkhoff asked all technical staff to log out of the Staples Center server and cleaned up all traces, leaving no trace of someone hacking in.

Of course, Xu Chuan hadn't seen these things yet, because he was being pushed into the ambulance. Xue La showed unusual stubbornness in this matter, and Xu Chuan couldn't tell her, 'I'm fine. Now I am in a hurry to go and eat black things. ’

“I’m really fine. Just put a Band-Aid on such a small injury to disinfect it.” Xu Chuan was about to cry, but the scratch from the ricochet was not a real gunshot wound, so under normal circumstances he would ignore it.

However, no one listened to his complaint, and he was pushed directly onto the stretcher by the medical staff and pushed into the ambulance.

 Damn it, are there still laws of heaven and king's laws?

Xue La sat next to him, looking like she was about to cry. Xu Chuan had a dark look on his face, ‘I’m not dead yet! ’

The flashing lights outside the ambulance almost blinded his titanium dog eyes.

The media who had been waiting outside surrounded the ambulance, and all the hostages inside were released after being inspected by EOD personnel and screened by the police.

These media really want to know what happened in the last minute when the power was cut off. The police have not responded yet, so they can only ask the hostages at the scene.

"I don't know what happened at that time, but before the lights went out, Bell walked over to question the robbers and wanted to save the Washington congressman. Later, it seemed that he also snatched the detonator from the robbers' hands. He saved all of us. ”

 This is the account of one of the kidnapped players, and it's obvious that this guy has a big heart and is able to see so many details in such a chaotic situation.

 Others did not notice this, but this did not delay the media from reporting it.

Coupled with the fact that Xu Chuan was really shot, this is definitely a HERO in America. It is a scene that the American people love and hear the most.

Not to mention that there are people on Twitter who are adding fuel to the flames, praising their big boss, why is he so miserable for working overtime?

Since some people are praised, others will be criticized. Of course, those companies that firmly disagree with donating have become the targets of everyone's venting.

The websites of several companies were almost paralyzed, and then came the news that DeWitt Investment had been robbed of 400 million in bonds and 500 million in cash.

  Hey, why don’t the numbers match up?

"Have you found the guy who escaped?" Hong Du carried HK416D behind his back and held the detonator with the battery removed in his hand.

Dickon shook his head next to him, "I've already asked. The guy escaped into the sewers. The command center has sent people to chase him, but there is little hope."

This guy must have known this escape route in advance, otherwise how could he have accurately found the sewer in such a chaotic situation.

Moreover, the environment below is complicated, and police dogs have lost their role.

Hongdu was not in a good mood. In his opinion, this task was no different from failure.

"Hey, this has been a success. Only two hostages were injured. We all know that it is difficult to ensure that there are no casualties in that situation." Deacon, as the deputy captain of Team D, consoled him.

As the two people were talking, the anxious voice of Robert Hicks came through the intercom, "Hondu, there has been a robbery in the DeWitt Building. You should go to the scene immediately."

Hongdu looked stunned, replied, "Roger," and then called all the members of Team D to quickly board the explosion-proof vehicle.

“DeWitt, is there an advisor from DeWitt Investments among the hostages?” Hongdu sat in the trunk and looked at Deacon.

 “That’s right, what did you think of?”

“Fuck!” Hongdu turned on the monitor in the carriage and found the previous video in the sports center, which was the footage of Xu Chuan’s conversation with the black man before the power went out.

"For the sake of the bottom class and to deal with injustice, you should have a group of people making other plans, whether to rob a bank or a certain company?"

Hongdu paused the scene, "Why did this guy see it before?"

 Both he and Deacon realized that the Staples Center robbery was a cover to hide the fact that the goal of these people was money.

The DeWitt Building had just experienced a fire on the 16th floor. The firefighters arrived very timely, and the fire-fighting facilities in the building were in good condition, and the fire was quickly controlled.

However, the vault was burned beyond recognition, and the contents inside were all turned into black coke. After being washed again with the fireman's hose, it was impossible to tell what the burned objects were.

Osim sat blankly in his office while the police officer from the Central District Bureau was taking notes for him.

"It's all over, it's all over..." The vice president kept repeating this sentence without knowing whether he was frightened.

"Mr. Osim, do you remember how many of them there are?" The police officers from the Central Division looked at Osim with a headache. They have not gotten any clues so far, and the surveillance equipment has also been destroyed. .

Of course, they also asked other employees, but these people were **** and hooded by the robbers and locked in an office. They didn't know what was going on outside.

 When the investigation made no progress, Hongdu and the others arrived, "Hey, man, how's it going?"

Both parties were acquaintances and greeted each other. The police officer and Hong both shook their heads, "Nothing, no one died, no one was injured, but the vault was burned. The vice president said that 400 million U.S. dollars in bearer certificates were lost. Bonds and nearly half a billion in cash and gold bricks.”

　　After saying that, the police officer simply shrugged. This number was too exaggerated.

“It seems that there are still a lot of things going on today.”

“Yeah, but it’s lucky that no one died.”

As soon as he finished saying this, Osim, who was lying dead on his seat, jumped up and said, "No one is dead. My secretary was beaten to death by them. Didn't you see the body right outside the door?"