Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Ds District, west and north intersection blocks.

Not long after a black car stopped on the west street, five motorcycles roared out from the north block and stopped at the intersection.

There is a stereo with music on the motorcycle, and the fast-paced music sounds very exciting.

There are men and women, wearing loose clothes, chain ornaments, and more or less tattoos on their bodies.

The leader was a bald man with tattoos all over his head and arms. After getting off the motorcycle, he stepped forward, "Hey! Dude, you finally found the right place. You shouldn't have come in from the main street last time. Those people who are stuck in their heads always like to disturb my guests, and I have to help you clean up the pile of dead meat you left behind, don't mention how much trouble it is! Okay, come on, let's talk about our big business !"

Chi Feichi stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and hissed, "Srivova."

Although he knew that in this period, motorcycles with stereos were considered a trend, but from the perspective of later generations, he couldn't see it directly.

But it does feel like playing the GTA5 game. Hearing the rhythm of Wayne Walkley's speech, it feels more like it. It makes him want to take a gun and try to sweep these people.

Takatori Yannan just wanted to put down the car window to negotiate with the other party, but was interrupted by Frante.

"Srivova, please give me this opportunity~" Frante said with a smile.

Takato Yannan looked at Chi Feichi, saw Chi Feichi nodded slightly, spread his hands and said, "Please go ahead."

Frante lowered the rear window and looked outside.

A man standing next to a motorcycle whistled, only to be slapped by Wayne Walkley.

"To our good partner, be polite to me!"

Wayne Walkley cursed, turned his head to look at the car window, and found that the gun in the hand of the blond and blue-eyed beautiful woman had been pointed at the whistling man, and he couldn't help sweating.

"Wayne, you are so smart, we like to cooperate with smart people," Frante smiled brightly, and put the gun down, "Kornel, if you whistle at me again, the muzzle of my gun will be very sharp." Happy to whistle to you!"

Chi Feichi watched the play quietly.

Now Frante looks completely broken...

Wayne is Frante's enemy and needs to be dealt with, but before the deal is done, he can take advantage of it.

For example, let these people go to rob a bank. It doesn’t matter if they fail, just treat the investment as a failure, and if they succeed, they can get a large amount of money.

"I'm just joking," the whistling man shrugged, turned his head and whispered to his companion, "How did she know my name, and her bottoms were turned upside down by someone..."

"Let me introduce myself. You can call me Frante. A friend recommended you to us. She said that you are the most worry-free helpers in this area." Frante said her real name with a smile, but her tone was like Saying to a stranger, "Aisha Morrison, remember her?"

A group of people turned their heads to look at each other, as if they had no impression of such a name.

Wayne Walkley touched his bald head, as if he was trying to find such a person from his memory, it seemed to be a woman...

"It's normal if you don't remember," Frante said with a smile again, "It's just an insignificant person."

"Okay," Wayne Walkley spread his hands, "thanks to her anyway!"

"You should really thank her, otherwise we wouldn't have found you, but found someone else." Frante said.

"Isn't it time to talk about our cooperation?" Wayne Walkley saw that the other three people did not get out of the car. He felt that the other party was a bit embarrassed by the car. He returned to the motorcycle, jumped on it and sat on the motorcycle. Some can't wait."

"Information, vehicles, guns, and deciphers are all ready," Chi Feichi took over the words in a hoarse voice, his tone still calm and indifferent, "Our people will cooperate with you to cut off the monitoring when you are in action, I want to confirm The number of people you operate, you need enough manpower and a skilled driver."

"Eleven people..." Wayne Walkley looked at the hands on the left and right, "That's enough guys, now we just need to see if you have enough guns in your hands!"

"Halloween is two days later, and the bank's employees will have a holiday. There are only two guards and one person on duty at most. Of course, there are enough weapons and solidly closed doors and windows," Frante said when Chi Fei delivered the car keys late. His hand was coated, and he quietly put on the glove on his left hand, took the car key from Chi Feichi, and handed out the car window, "The password door breaker, guns and other things are in the car. In the courtyard of the house behind the gas station outside of Ds."

Wayne Walkley takes the key.

Frante continued without pausing, "You have to arrive around 7 p.m., and then contact us. We will help you cut off the monitoring. After you get the news of the cutting off, you can directly break in and use the number of people to control people. Wait, when you contact us, we will reconfirm the security situation inside, do not kill people, control the female staff who stayed there that day, that woman is the daughter of the head of the bank, with her in hand, the other guards dare not If they press the alarm, they will contact us, we will provide a route to get rid of the police, and finally meet here, each of them will leave with their own money."

Wayne Walkley nodded, "Ok! Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" Frante smiled and raised the car window.

The black car turned around and drove out of the block.

In the rear, a group of people were still sitting or standing in front of the motorcycle.

"It's all true, the Art Street Bank in TJ, how much money does it have in there?" A stocky woman held her head and looked up at the sky, "Oh my god, I'm going crazy, I need something Let me calm down!"

"Tina, it seems that I don't need to bring you with me when the time comes," another man teased, with an undisguised expression of excitement, "In case you go completely crazy by then!"

"Wayne, it's amazing!" A man in a white T-shirt exclaimed, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that those people pay 70%, and we only have 30%. It's much less!"

Wayne Walkley glanced at the man, "What's on your mind? Those people have investigated us thoroughly, and we haven't noticed it at all. Do you think they are ordinary people? If we dare to leave them, absolutely not What's the end of it! Conversely, with such a boss, the money will be less in the future?"

"But Wayne, don't you think we can do nothing?" A man with a beard spread his hands, "Such a dangerous operation, we might lose our manpower, and such a big event, not only damn The police, the FBI will definitely be involved in the investigation, how many times do you think we can do it?"

"Yeah, Wayne," the honest woman couldn't help but said, "this money is enough for each of us to share a large sum! When we get the money, we will leave the United States immediately, and we can spend it wherever we want For a lifetime!"

"Even if you don't think it's enough, with that money, we can hire others to work for us! Make more money! Why follow them and take risks by yourself?"

"If the password breakers work well, there is no need to return them! We can change to another place and make another big ticket!"

Wayne Walkley was silent, a little moved.

...

"Wayne was probably the smartest of the bunch..."

In the car leaving the block, Frante analyzed, "But he is very greedy, and the temptation to take the 70% for himself is also very strong for him. Others will persuade him to do so."

"So much cash, they can't transfer it for a while, the best way is probably to find another truck, drop the package halfway, or put the money in another truck when they start loading the truck, and they take it Another truck left, and only let one or two people drive the truck we provided to attract attention," Chi Feichi lit a cigarette with a cigarette lighter, and hissed, "I'm worried that they won't think of this."

Weapons must be provided to Wayne's group, and Wayne's group cannot form a force to fight back against them, and they must find a way to get money...

If Wayne could transfer that money in advance, it would be much easier to spread people out, detonate the pre-loaded bomb when it should, and rob the cash when it should.

However, he felt that the minds of those people were almost corroded by the contraband, and he was really worried that he would be the same as before, thinking too shrewdly about the other party, but they didn't think much about it at all, and gave him a 'surprise'.

Takatori Yannan's mouth twitched slightly, he felt that his boss despised the other party's IQ too much.

Can't it?

Frante thought about it, "Other people should not think about transferring funds, they only think about driving away."

Takatori Yannan: "..."

Such a simple method, really can't think of it?

"Wayne can probably think of it," Frante said uncertainly, "Also, even if they prepare another truck, I'm not sure they will evacuate with that truck or stay in the truck we provided. It is right for a small number of people to attract attention and others to follow the money, but they may also arrange for a small number of people to follow the funds.”

"What are they doing in the truck we provided?" Takatori Yano expressed his incomprehension, "Since we have prepared another truck to embezzle the money, we should have more people and evacuate earlier, right? There are many people who follow the money , and it’s also convenient for them to unload and transfer money somewhere.”

"They don't necessarily think that much," Frante said helplessly, "Frankly speaking, except for Wayne, other people don't think much at all. They are used to solving problems with fists and weapons. Believe it or not, if we don't provide what How many days will they act, what time will they arrive, and what time will they contact them, if they get the guns, they dare to rush over tonight and have a hard fight with the guards, how much can they grab?"

Takatori Yannan had nothing to say.

During this period of time, I feel that I have been suppressed by the boss's IQ, and suddenly I met a group of people who don't like to use their brains... Cough, I still don't have any sense of accomplishment. Compared with this kind of people, I am too inferior.

"They have been used to it since childhood and believe that wealth must be obtained with violence and bravery. They even think that people who use their own brains to make money are fools. As long as they have enough weapons, they can still snatch money from fools, and gradually ignore the brain. Use," Chi Feichi finished explaining, and then asked, "Frante, how likely are they to kill each other?"

Unable to grasp the direction of the opponent's actions, this kind of action is the most difficult to arrange.

Frante thought about it for a moment, "With Wayne around, they will definitely not fight. Wayne knows how to distribute the harvest reasonably, and the others trust him, but if Wayne dies, others will definitely be in chaos."

"Send them another truck." Chi Feichi said.

However, this van cannot be delivered to your door.