Chapter 56 I strongly condemn on behalf of taxpayers
The bank card fell with a slight sound.
You could hear a pin drop in the hall, with only the little girl's weak, trembling sobs remaining.
"despair--"
The heels of leather combat boots tapped on the marble tiles, giving off a dangerous and oppressive feeling.
Jian Ruochen stared at the approaching robber and couldn't help but hold his breath.
The robber's hoarse voice was full of mockery. "Criminal psychology consultant? I know that experts like you like to negotiate with us. What do you want in exchange for 50 million?"
Before he finished his words, the crisp sound of gun loading echoed throughout the bank lobby.
With the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his chin, Jian Ruochen had no choice but to raise his head under the robber's force and look the thug in the eye.
"Speak," the robber ordered.
Jian Ruochen raised his eyes: "Fifty million to buy the hostage's life."
After saying this, he lowered his voice, keeping it at a volume that only one person could hear: "Don't you want to make a big fuss? I can help you. Robbing the richest man in Hong Kong of 50 million, is this a big enough topic?"
The robber narrowed his eyes suddenly.
Has their purpose been discovered?
Jian Ruochen held his head high, his expression calm and at ease, "You won't shoot, your main purpose is not to rob money. I watched the news, you committed four crimes in a row without causing any casualties, obviously you are very measured."
The robber swallowed.
They certainly won't hurt anyone.
After firing a gun, the bullet will leave traces, and the bullet marks are also clues for the police to solve the case.
The fewer movements you make, the easier it is to escape.
Jian Ruochen curled his lips and said, "Fifty million is a windfall for you. Can your boss give you so much?"
cannot.
Jian Ruochen gently induced: "When the reporters come later, I will say that the richest man in Hong Kong was robbed of 50 million. All eyes will definitely be on me. This way, you can get extra money and complete the task assigned by your boss."
"If you don't open for three years, you can make a living for three years after you open it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire bank became so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the second hand on the wall clock.
"Tick, tick."
The bank employees crouching under the counter communicated in whispers:
"How much time left until five minutes?"
"One and a half minutes left."
"…This watch must be broken. Why is it running so slowly?"
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Jian Ruochen said, "There is still one and a half minutes left until five minutes. Your golden evacuation time is almost over."
The five robbers' breathing paused.
How come this guy even knows the golden evacuation time!
This is not police thinking at all!
Not far away, the sound of sirens echoed through the street.
Jian Ruochen gently lowered his jaw and lowered the muzzle of the gun.
He took a step back, distanced himself from the robbers, and said, "It takes 30 seconds to load the property, but if you want to kill someone and rob him, you'll need another minute."
The robber held the gun tightly.
If the gun is fired, none of them will be able to escape!
Jian Ruochen curled his lips and said, "You are going to shoot me now, give up 50 million, and prepare to be arrested and sentenced to death."
"Or should we just take the 50 million in exchange for the hostages and get out?"
The second brother breathed heavily and urged, "Brother, what are you waiting for? Take your things and go!"
The robber put away his gun and took a deep look at Jian Ruochen, "Let's go!"
In 30 seconds, five robbers came out carrying sacks.
After the five figures completely disappeared outside the revolving door, the people squatting in the bank sat down on the ground exhausted, with a look of emptiness on their faces after surviving a disaster.
Jian Ruochen immediately walked to the door and looked outside the bank.
The grey van just drove away.
License plate number: AA1223.
Jian Ruochen withdrew his gaze and turned around.
The little girl in the red dress finally dared to cry loudly, "Mom, my hair hurts."
"Where does it hurt? Let me take a look." Jian Ruochen walked over quickly.
The little girl's scalp was a little red and swollen, but there was no bleeding.
fine.
This scene finally awakened everyone's consciousness. The bank was suddenly filled with sobbing and slapping of thighs.
“I’ve saved a year’s worth of money…”
"Damn it! My ring is a relic left by my old man."
"I should have come a day later, wuwu..."
The crying sounds were mixed, noisy and disorderly, painful and anxious.
The cheeks of the woman with the little girl were full of tears. She looked at Jian Ruochen: "Thank you, but...but I don't have 50 million to pay you back..."
Jian Ruochen didn't speak loudly at some points, so most people only heard that he wanted to use 50 million to buy hostages, and knew nothing else.
The woman hugged the little girl tightly and made her face Jian Ruochen, "Nannan, dear Nannan... please stop crying, thank you, big brother."
The little girl cried in a baby voice and hiccuped, "Thank you, thank you, brother."
Jian Ruochen squatted down, wiped the little girl's tears, turned to the woman and said, "Don't worry about it. The money has nothing to do with you. They had already set their sights on me at the time, and they would not have tied you up anyway."
It's okay to deceive the robbers by saying you're buying hostages, but you can't deceive the victims and yourself as well.
During the conversation, the police broke in.
Almost at the same time, reporters who heard the news rushed to the scene.
They wore yellow vests with the word "press" printed on the reflective strips on the vests, held cameras and recorders, and filed in with the police.
Gong Yingjie took the lead with a gun in hand. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the platinum head squatting in the crowd and Guan Yingjun by the door.
There was no sign of the robber at the scene, and he had obviously escaped.
Gong Yingjie held his gun down and walked around, only putting the gun back into the holster after confirming that there was no danger at the scene.
As soon as he turned around, the camera lens poked in front of him, "Sir, when you arrived at the scene and found that the robbers had already escaped, how did you feel? Does the response speed and police dispatch speed of the Organized Crime Investigation Department need to be improved?"
Jian Ruochen walked over quickly and blocked the media camera by moving sideways, "Sir Gong, the robber's license plate number is AA1223, it's a gray van, it just left for 30 seconds, it can't go far, go and chase it."
Gong Yingjie nodded: "Then I'll trouble you and Mr. Guan to go to the bank."
Jian Ruochen: "Yeah."
Gong Yingjie blocked the oncoming microphones and cameras of reporters and said, "Excuse me, please make way. CID is doing his job."
Guan Yingjun twisted his trembling fingers and said to Gong Yingjie, "There are five robbers, and their heights are 187, 185, 177, 175, and 170 respectively."
"There was fine yellow sand on the heels."
Guan Yingjun stretched out his hand and touched the path the robber had walked. He pinched his index finger and thumb and twisted it, then brought it to his eyes. "It's not the sand used on the construction site. The particles are finer. It contains evenly distributed white quartz and a little calcium debris. It's the sea sand on the beach."
"They spent a long time on a beach before the robbery, and that beach was probably near their base."
"The fact that so much sand and dirt was dropped after such a long journey shows that the robbers traveled from their base to the bank within 30 minutes and did not change their means of transportation in the middle of the journey."
"The robbers' base should be near the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront."
Guan Yingjun stood up, lowered his eyes and recalled, and said very quickly: "The gun used by the robbers is an AK47 automatic rifle. It looks like a new device. Be careful."
Jian Ruochen lowered his eyes and looked at the ground.
Knowing the land by looking at the sand?
So bizarre?
He imitated Guan Yingjun and rubbed some sand on his fingertips. Perhaps he relied too much on criminal psychology, which led to his poor use of deductive and inductive methods.
A knife will not be sharp if it is not sharpened.
After taking pictures of Guan Yingjun's heroic reasoning, the reporter turned to take pictures of the still sobbing little girl.
The media has a keen sense of news. They know exactly how to attract attention. So what if Jian Ruochen helps the tabloid create a ratings myth in the industry?
Do the audience want to see someone remain calm and composed during a robbery?
No, they want to see human tragedy, they want to see conflict and stories.
The reporter turned around and squatted in front of the little girl. "Little sister, tell me why you are crying."
The little girl felt wronged, "That bad guy grabbed my hair and it hurt so much..."
Jian Ruochen looked around and waved to the reporter with the Star Network work badge not far away: "STA News, this way."
The girl holding the camera immediately rushed over with a micro stabilized gimbal and jib.
Her beautiful chestnut bob was tousled and her eyes were bright. "Mr. Jane, what do you have?"
Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows, "I was robbed of 50 million."
Reporter: This news is neither big nor small, and it doesn’t seem to be anything interesting.
Jian Ruochen added: "I am the boss of STN."
STN, abbreviation of sta.
As the largest media company in Hong Kong, it has achieved great success and produced many Hong Kong stars, and news is just one of its branches.
Rumor has it that the owner of STN also owns the world-renowned Conant Times Media Films.
But he is mysterious and has never appeared.
The reporter's hand holding the camera suddenly shook!
Big news!
"Are you the boss who asked us to defraud Lu Qian of his money?"
"This segment cannot be broadcast..." Jian Ruochen smiled at the reporter, "I am the richest man in Hong Kong, right?"
The reporter was stunned by the question, "The richest man now should be Mr. Gu Youming, right?"
Jian Ruochen thought thoughtfully, "How much is his net worth?"
"Including enterprises...it should be more than 20 billion."
Jian Ruochen said "Oh", "Then he is not now."
"You just broadcast the story of Mr. Jian Ruochen, the richest man in Hong Kong, who was robbed of 50 million by robbers in Hong Kong, implying that the West Kowloon Regional Police Station was too slow to respond."
The reporter was even more confused, "Aren't you working in West Kowloon...experiencing life there?"
Jian Ruochen frowned and said, "Do you know how to run the media?"
Alas, in the 1990s, the media was still too conscientious.
The other side.
Guan Yingjun is cooperating with Kowloon patrol police to maintain order and evacuate the crowd.
By the way, help set up a cordon.
His mind was blank.
Teacher Li Changyu said that she likes excitement...
Is that how you like it?
Facing the robber's gun can send you to the upper position.
The calm and confident Jian Ruochen was certainly eye-catching, but at that time...
Guan Yingjun exerted a little force with both hands, and with a "snap", the cordon broke and he died gloriously.
Patrolman: "...Sir Guan?"
Guan Yingjun pulled both sides and tied a knot neatly, "Sorry, I was careless."
He raised his hand and patted the patrolman on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."
The situation on the scene was almost settled, and Guan Yingjun walked towards Jian Ruochen's side.
The teenager spoke to the camera: "It is roughly estimated that the robbers involved a sum of about 60 million. I hope the Kowloon Region can help us victims recover our losses."
Guan Yingjun paused, and the expression on the reporter's face was wooden.
Jian Ruochen fulfilled his promise conscientiously, "As the boss of STA, encountering such a thing in Hong Kong shows that the public security management methods here are imperfect. On behalf of the taxpayers, I strongly condemn this!"
He finished the finishing touches and said to the reporter, "How is it?"
The reporter made an OK gesture, "It's very inflammatory, just like you...Will the police in charge of this case in West Kowloon be under a lot of pressure?"
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "It's better to have more pressure. There is a golden three hours to solve any robbery case."
He waved at the reporter and said, "Okay, go back and report. I'm going to solve the case."
Reporter: Ah?
Is it popular now to make things more difficult for yourself?
Jian Ruochen turned around and his eyes fell on Guan Yingjun: "Sir Guan, are you going to work overtime? If not, I will go to the Organized Crime Investigation Department myself?"
"Earning extra money during vacation shouldn't be considered as betraying Group A, right?"
Guan Yingjun took a deep breath and said, "I'll go with you."
He picked up the two empty suitcases and said, "Let's go, take my car."
The Toyota flew all the way, and after the car disappeared, the reporter of Star Network came to his senses, "Oh! I forgot to ask for the business card!"
But it seems that the boss didn't have a custom business card...
Gong Yingjie returned empty-handed.
A group of people from Group B of the West Kowloon Organized Crime Investigation Bureau returned to the office. As soon as they turned on the TV, they saw Jian Ruochen's face and heard what he said to the camera.
Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that the 5,000 yuan afternoon tea they had taken was a bit unpalatable.
"What's the meaning?"
"This is..."
"Is this the result of bullying the little god of wealth?"
"Where is the bullying? Didn't he win before?"
"That's because they have the ability."
"If Jian Ruochen is incompetent, he will be embarrassed...it's normal for him to hold a grudge."
"What's the point of holding a grudge? He did lose 50 million, not 5,000 yuan. It's normal for him to be angry."
Gong Yingjie said as he spread out the robbers' escape map on the whiteboard, "Don't watch TV anymore. The media is watching us now. Come and solve the case and seize the golden three hours."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the office door.
Gong Yingjie: "Come in."
Jian Ruochen turned the handle and walked into the door, clasping his hands together and bowing to everyone, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm here to work for you to make amends. The robbers' purpose was not to rob, but to make a big fuss, so I did what they said."
The police officers from the Organized Crime Investigation Division looked at each other and said in unison: "Huh?"
Jian Ruochen turned around and pulled Guan Yingjun in with a smile, "Sir Guan will also come to work for you."
"Oh, by the way, I gave the 50 million to the robbers on purpose. Otherwise, stolen goods below 3 million should only be sentenced to 10-20 years, and 50 million can be equivalent to a life sentence. This way, everyone will have more achievements."
Jian Ruochen smiled and clasped his hands together to Gong Yingjie, "May you make a fortune in the new year!"
Gong Yingjie: …
There are more ways to make money that you never thought of!
His expression eased a little, "We have to catch him. We followed him, but we didn't see the van with the name AA1223 on the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront. Did Guan Sir make a mistake?"
Guan Yingjun said: "No mistake, it should be you——"
Jian Ruochen stretched out his leg and kicked Guan Yingjun's calf.
How can you blame others at this time?
Group A must cooperate with the Organized Crime Investigation Division and build good relationships, or at least not offend anyone.
Sir Guan obviously has emotional intelligence, so why doesn’t he want to use it?
Jian Ruochen interrupted, "They must have some way to hide their tracks. You must have followed this gang of robbers for quite some time, right? Do you have a map of their escape route? Show me."
Gong Yingjie turned around and stuck the five maps onto the whiteboard. "How do you plan to find their base? The golden time to solve a robbery case is only three hours. If it exceeds three hours, the robbers may sell the stolen goods and transfer the assets."
He looked at his watch: "We still have two and a half hours."
Jian Ruochen took out a marker and tried to remove the cap, but he didn't take it off. Just as Guan Yingjun was about to reach out his hand, he saw Jian Ruochen open his mouth and bite off the pen cap.
He put the cap of the red pen on the tail of the marker and neatly drew the robbers' five escape routes on a blank map.
Then he connected the route to the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront, thought for a moment in front of the whiteboard, and circled three overlapping points.
Then draw a circle with a scale of 500 meters with the three overlapping points as the center.
The overlapping area of the three circles is only a small piece, with an estimated area of 500 square meters.
Of these 500 square meters, 300 square meters were precisely allocated to a piece of land on the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront.
Jian Ruochen pointed at it and said, "What is this place? A residential building or something? Their base should be within this range."
He glanced at the unopened lunch box on the table and said, "Thank goodness you guys were able to get such a detailed escape route map, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use this method."
"Do you want to eat first, or catch the robber first?"
Gong Yingjie found it a bit unbelievable, "It looks like a circle was drawn randomly."
It’s not that he doesn’t believe it, but this move is really a bit mysterious.
Could it be that the little god of wealth was really playing tricks on him?
If you miss this place, all three golden hours will be wasted!
Jian Ruochen smiled: "Do you have any other ideas?"
He gave an excuse to the situation and said, "We can also try your idea."
Gong Yingjie: "Come back and eat...Everyone in Team B, get ready! Leave in one minute!"
Jian Ruochen turned to look at Guan Sir: "Should we pay attention to whether there is anything unusual recently? Since the robbers want to make a big fuss to cover up their tracks and divert the police's attention, I'm afraid that their boss has other plans."
Guan Yingjun raised his pager and said, "The message has been sent to the informant."
At this moment, the huge network of informants is the eyes monitoring the Kowloon area.
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