Chapter 69

The two robbers were wearing motorcycle helmets, each holding a gun, standing on the left and right with an arrogant attitude.

Koushiro Kono squatted down with the frightened crowd and watched the robbers with his peripheral vision. He felt no tension in his heart and also thought that he should have looked more professional wearing a gas mask a few days ago than these two people.

The people in the bank hall followed the robber's orders and held their heads in panic. As the crowd became chaotic, Kouno Seiryo saw Lei, who raised his hands and walked slowly out of the corridor.

The long-haired man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had a strong body, was regarded as a special target by the robbers. He was forced into a group of hostages at gunpoint. Lei was paralyzed as usual, but Gongye Shengliang could see a hint of speechlessness on his expressionless face.

Yes, as a member of a vicious organization (although he was an undercover agent), this was probably the first time he was robbed.

It’s okay, you’ll get used to it after a few times—Kuno Seira encouraged Lei who was chased to his side with such a look.

But it was obvious that Ley didn't get the goodwill he was spreading.

The long-haired man turned his back to the robbers, frowned, and silently mouthed: "Are you going to kill them?"

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

Is Lei really an undercover agent? This idea is too cruel! How can an undercover agent be more dedicated than him, a real member of the organization!

He pretended not to understand what Lei meant, silently looked away, and looked at the other undercover agent present with implicit concern.

The situation with Rei Furuya is a little more complicated than that of the other two.

When the robbers broke in, the blond young man was chatting about business with a staff member. He didn't leave in time, and the staff member grabbed his arm tightly as if he was about to cry. Now he can't leave even if he wants to.

The moment their eyes met, Furiya Rei's eyes moved, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the robber.

The robbers were targeting the bank staff in uniform, and Rei Furuya was just a roadblock. He roughly grabbed the latter's arm and said impatiently, "Get out of my way!" and pushed him.

Furukaya Rei, who was worrying about how to get past Shengjiu, felt a chill in his heart.

He went with the flow, pretending to be pushed down by the robbers, staggered several meters, and fell into the center of the hostages.

The robber was stunned for a moment, not expecting that his casual push could have such a great effect.

He looked at his hand in shock, then looked at the blond boy who was pushed five meters away by his slap, and muttered: "... Turns out he is just good-looking but useless."

Furukaya Rei heard it clearly: "..." He endured it.

Gongye Shengliang lowered his head, his shoulders trembling, and he endured it with great difficulty.

He was professionally trained, he wasn't laughing, he was just coughing.

When he recovered and looked up, there was already a hint of darkness in Fūya Rei's smile: "What should we do, Shengjiu? Let them take away our bank deposits?"

In order to avoid attracting attention, they stood very close to each other and spoke in whispers, which were not noticeable amid the intermittent gasps and sobs of the crowd.

There is one thing: Kono Seiryoshi's body is very resistant to the feeling of having his private distance invaded.

When the strange hot breath hit his ears, he almost jumped up and pushed the other person away.

Even through the gloves, I could feel the sting of my nails digging into my palms, and I had to suppress this conditioned reflex.

Gongye Shengliang moved a little further away without leaving a trace. He glanced at the robbers not far away. The two men were not in a hurry to intimidate the staff to open the safe, but were strolling back and forth at the door with guns in hand.

He squinted his eyes, trying to see the model of the weapon in the robber's hand.

"It looks a bit like the German HK91 semi-automatic pistol, which is more popular among the American civilian population, but these two are probably imitations."

The calm voice of Rei Furiya reached my ears again.

Gongye Shengliang was stunned for a moment and nodded.

His eyes stopped at the clock on the wall. It was rush hour and the roads were congested, which would delay the arrival of the police.

"Do you think these two people are really here to rob?"

Fūya Ling frowned: "You mean..."

"Just a guess."

It was unreliable enough that the organization relied on the three of them to evacuate the bank's 5 billion deposits. It was even more outrageous than that these two robbers robbed the bank with only two imitation guns.

Gongye Shengliang thought for a moment and added: "It doesn't matter if we guess wrong. We are not good people anyway."

Fūya Rei: “…”

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and blurted out: "Wait, you don't want to--"

The next second, he saw the masked young man with an expectant look in his eyes: "Bourbon, do you think you can beat these two?"

Furuya Rei: “?”

Before he could answer, Shengjiu suddenly denied it: "Wait, that's not right."

Did he think this idea was too reckless? Of course, as an intelligence officer, how could he mess around with Shengjiu?

Before Furuya Rei could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the young man mutter to himself, "There's also Lei. If necessary, we may have to defeat Lei as well."

"One against three, Bourbon, what do you think?"

Fūya Rei: “…”

"...holy wine," he said slowly, "or we should find a way to call the police."

As soon as he said this, he felt a little tired.

This sentence somehow touched Shengjiu's funny bone. He lowered his face and didn't look up for a long time.

The young man uttered a long “hmm”, still with a vague nasal sound, and stared at Furiya Rei with a smile in his misty eyes: “I called the police, at the very beginning.”

"..." Fūya Rei was stunned and pursed his lips.

Here I am again, that feeling.

Before he could adjust his mood and ask what to do about the mission, the person in front of him suddenly coughed twice, and his voice was no longer as relaxed as before.

"…We should act now before the police arrive."

"I was just joking. Wait for me to pull the alarm to attract the robbers' attention, and you and Lei will seize the opportunity to clamp them and shoot them if necessary. I will bear the consequences of the mission failure - okay?"

Shengjiu's calm voice rose slightly, and he glanced sideways at Furuya Rei and asked.

Through his coat, Rei Furutani touched the outline of the gun issued by the organization, silently declaring his identity and position at the moment.

He stared closely into those dark red eyes, trying to find a familiar smile in them, but all he saw was inorganic calmness.

"..." Furiya Rei heard his own pretended relaxed voice, "Okay, no problem for me."

The holy wine is silent.

"be safe."

Lei, who was two steps away from them, received the signal to start the action.

He was concentrating. Although Bourbon was a member of the intelligence team, he was also said to be a skilled fighter.

There shouldn't be any mistakes, Lei thought, and when he looked over, he found that Bourbon, who was regarded as "arrogant" and "ruthless" among the members of the organization, actually revealed a trace of imperceptible disappointment in his expression?

Lei was a little surprised, but before he could follow up, a shrill alarm sounded like thunder, suddenly opening his ears.

The crowd burst into panicked screams, and the two robbers were stunned by the scene.

Without words or eye contact, the blond young man quickly twisted the robber's wrist holding the gun, and after the dull sound of the gun falling to the ground, he threw the robber over his shoulder and the robber let out a scream.

At the same time, another robber was subdued using the same method.

Amid cheers and applause for the two enthusiastic citizens, Kono Seiyoshi, holding the key in his hand, quietly walked to the office on the other side.

He had memorized the bank's structure in advance; the office where the checks were kept was behind the business hall.

He followed the map and turned into a corridor. When he was about to open the door, the handle was twisted from the inside.

A fat man in a police uniform opened the door breathlessly and was talking to the person inside with his neck tilted back. He turned his head as he spoke: "You stay here and don't leave. Wait for our colleagues, colleagues to come..." His voice suddenly stopped as if he had seen a ghost.

Gongye Shengliang looked at the safe in his hand and said calmly: "May I ask who your colleague is?"

Soon, a thin middle-aged man in a bank work uniform appeared at the door. The man who was originally frowning was surprised and happy when he saw that he was coming from the front hall. "Hey! Could it be that the robber has been caught? That's great, Mr. Policeman, I shouldn't have doubted you just now!" He grabbed the fat man's arm and was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

The fat man's voice was shaking: "Ding ding, of course, we in the police department are very efficient. Don't get excited, let me go first."

Kono Seiryo suddenly realized: "So it's the policeman, why are you here?"

"I'm here to collect the ransom." The fat man took out his police ID, waved it, then put it back, pretending to be calm and said, "Although the robber has been caught, I still have to go back to the police station to check this check, go through the procedures, and then return it to the bank."

The bank manager nodded his head in agreement: "Okay, okay, we'll cooperate."

Gong Ye Shengliang couldn't bear to watch it anymore and sighed, "I didn't see it clearly just now, so I'd like to ask, what is your deployment?"

When this was mentioned, the fat man suddenly straightened up confidently: "Bank Security Team, of course it's the Second Investigation Section, don't you know this? I'm telling you, don't interfere with official duties!"

Even the manager beside him showed a disapproving expression.

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

This fat guy was probably in cahoots with the two robbers in the front hall. Two of them pretended to rob, and one pretended to be a policeman to steal the checks.

The only thing that can be redeemed for amounts over 100 million is a special bank check for year-end settlement. It seems that the missions of this group of people and the organization not only happened to coincide with each other on the same day, but also had the same goal.

The current situation is clear, but the problems we face are also serious.

Bourbon and Ley were unable to catch up, so Kimino Seiryoshi compared the size difference between himself and the enemy.

He was silent again.

This soon-to-be-dead body won't be killed by a single punch, will it?

A rapid and uninterrupted sound came from far away and reached the ears of several people. It was the sound of a police siren.

The fat man was stunned and suddenly became irritable. He didn't care whether his identity was exposed or not, and pushed away the people who were blocking his way and rushed out.

Kono Seiryoshi was prepared the moment he heard the sirens, but he still overestimated the reaction speed of his still sick body. His back slammed against the cold wall, and his internal organs seemed to be reversed, and his vision went black in an instant.

"That man is fake - cough cough cough!" He couldn't stop coughing violently, tears welled up in his eyes, and he had to bend down and hold on to the wall with difficulty.

The manager didn’t know if he heard what he said, but he must have been frightened by the look of Gong Ye Shengliang, who was about to cough himself to death: “You…you, do you want me to call for help first—”

Before he could finish the word "ambulance" there was a sudden bang from the corner of the corridor, as if someone had kicked the door open.

The fat man, who had not yet taken off his police uniform, was handcuffed and pinned down with one hand, unable to move. He hung his head in dejection, and his arrogance just now disappeared completely.

"At 17:43 pm, three criminals were arrested on the spot for attempted robbery and suspected fraud."

The calm and casual voice broke the chaotic air in the room.

Kono Seiryoshi hadn't stopped coughing yet, and the movement of raising his head slowed down several times.

In a blurry vision consisting only of blocks of color, he saw a police officer in black walking towards him against the light.