American Gossip King

Chapter 297 I'll Teach You How to Rob

In a coffee shop on the outskirts of Los Angeles, Ian leisurely smoked a cigar.

Ian had booked the entire cafe, and now it was just him and three young men sitting opposite him.

These were the three men who kidnapped Ian's mother.

Ian looked out the window and saw Brideson and Ilzer standing outside the glass window like two loyal guards.

The sun is shining brightly, and the haze has disappeared.

It's the perfect time for robbery and murder.

He turned his gaze to the three of them: "How have you been lately?"

A young man named Anbridge said, "Generally speaking, you said you would give us some big jobs, but unfortunately we haven't received any. Sometimes I feel like I should take that 50,000 yuan."

Ian chuckled: "That's because you were too stupid to seize the opportunity."

Ambridge was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Ian leisurely offered cigarettes to the three men: "My intel says Red Hood is planning a big deal?"

Ambridge was dumbfounded: "How did you know?"

The other two young men looked at him and asked, "What big deal?"

Ian clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Looks like you two aren't valued much."

Both young men blushed simultaneously, growling, "Damn it! Ambridge, what's going on?"

Ambridge shrugged helplessly: "The boss found some good guys and is planning a big heist. Mirac Bank! In four days."

"Fuck!" the two young men cursed together, "They didn't even take me with them!"

Ambridge comforted him, "This is no easy task; it requires a skilled person."

Ian asked, "How many people?"

“Five,” Ambridge replied. “How did you know?”

"This is none of your business," Ian said coldly. "Tell me the specific plan."

Ambridge then gave a brief explanation of the situation.

Ian shook his head as he listened: "It's still that same Ramu technique."

Herman Karl Ram is a legend in the American robbery world, revered as the father of modern bank robbery.

Ram's life was a struggle against his unfortunate fate, using his criminal wisdom and experience. His legendary misfortunes and his meticulous banking plans have become a legend that people still talk about today.

This person had a very unlucky early life, failing at everything he tried.

He cheated at gambling, but the stool leg broke, and he tripped and fell, revealing the hidden cards; he drugged and stole in Germany, but encountered a target who was resistant to the drug; he was criminally detained for fighting with the shop owner because he forgot to pay the bill; he was criminally detained again for urinating indiscriminately... He always failed to do anything bad for some nonsensical reason, his luck was extremely bad.

To combat his incredibly bad luck, Ram repeatedly failed but never gave up. Each time he robbed a bank, he would meticulously plan and make various contingency plans, including scouting the location beforehand, judging when the police would arrive, acting within a limited time, constantly using aliases to enter and leave, and arranging pick-up vehicles after leaving, etc.

As a result, he achieved a series of successes.

But this person ultimately died of bad luck.

During his last robbery, he ran into a nearby patrol team after succeeding. The driver who was supposed to pick him up lost his nerve and ran away, leading to a gunfight and a flat tire.

It's alright, I had a plan. Ram had already prepared a Buick at a nearby farm, but the owner's son had installed a speed limiter on it, so it can't go very fast.

No problem, I had a backup plan. There was another truck ahead, and I was prepared. But after switching trucks, the radiator on that one was leaking, and it wouldn't work.

No problem, I have a plan. There was a Ford ahead of us, but it turned out that car only had one gallon of gas.

It's alright, I have a plan. There's a farm over there with cars.

As a result, the farmer installed a Maxim gun and started firing.

All the contingency plans were no match for the overwhelming bad luck, and Ram eventually died at the hands of the police.

After that, Ram's two apprentices carried on his techniques, which led to a surge in the success rate of bank robbers for a period of time. Although many changes were made later, the essence remained the same as Ram's methods.

The key is that they didn't have as much bad luck as Ram.

Recalling the hardcore and ruthless series from "Little John Khan," Ian chuckled and shook his head: "Times have changed. Your old 'grab and run' strategy won't work anymore."

Ambridge looked at Ian with anticipation: "You have a way?"

Ian lit a cigar: "Tell me, why have I never been to jail for murder?"

The three of them stared at him in astonishment.

After a long pause, Ambridge said, "Because you are committing legal murders."

Ian smiled.

He nodded slightly: "Actually, there are illegal parts too, at least you know about my relationship with the Crippled Gang. The point is, no matter what I do, there will always be someone to take responsibility for me."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

That's right!

Ian said, "I can teach you how to rob a bank. It will make you a lot of money without going to jail. The only thing you'll have to pay is... your boss."

Ambridge looked at him in surprise: "Jerry?"

Ian laughed, "Jerry? I like that name. Do any of you have a name like Tom?"

A young man next to him raised his hand: "I'm Tom."

Another young man: "I'm Bruno, have you forgotten our names?"

Ian: "..."

The latest novel is first published here!

He nodded. "Alright, Tom, Bruno, and Ambridge, listen to me, this can be done like this..."

He spoke softly.

The three of them were dumbfounded.

Can robberies be handled in such a bizarre way?

This isn't robbery, it's like filming a movie!

But this really was Ian's plan.

As his abilities and status improved, Ian became increasingly dissatisfied with simply doing ordinary news.

What's the point of repeating the same news over and over again?

It's only fun, a major storyline, and big news that can be brought into reality, bringing in huge profits and satisfying his need for revenge...

Killing multiple birds with one stone is precisely Ian Carr's consistent style.

After a long pause, Ambridge finally said, "You're asking me to betray my boss."

Ian curled his lip: "You changed your boss the day you let my mother go. You're even unhappy that your boss didn't give you a decent job. Now, here's a job. Do as I say, and you can make a lot of money, and most importantly, you won't have to worry about going to jail."

Tom asked, "How much?"

"One million each. You know, even the banks don't have that much money to give you."

The three looked at each other and finally nodded in unison: "Okay, boss."

Ian smiled and stood up: "It's settled then, don't let me down, guys."

Ian left the coffee shop and got into his car.

Bledson was driving, while Ilse Croshaw sat in the passenger seat.

Ian, sitting in the back seat, said coldly, "Remember those guys' faces?"

Ilse Croshaw nodded. "Yes, sir. Should I kill them?"

Ian smiled slightly: "That depends on their performance. I'm not the kind of person who likes to kill to cover up wrongdoing, and I'm never worried about being accused of something. It's just that if something like that happened, it would make me feel like I'd become that good-for-nothing Kripps. Ilzer, just keep an eye on them. As long as they don't cause any trouble, you don't need to take action... But to be honest, I don't have high hopes."

"Understood, sir."

Ian had taken out his phone: "Catherine, darling, it's me... I have a case to tell you, and I need you to do it my way..."

The former Catherine would never allow Ian to manipulate her.

But now, she has completely submitted.

After she gave her instructions, Catherine was indeed shocked, but accepted them.

So Ian squinted and thought.

The hype surrounding Saddam Hussein is fading, and a new sensation is about to emerge.

That's good, a few Jews have to die as retaliation!

So he picked up the phone again: "Clara, it's me... I remember you told me that the Minova Group was doing a jewelry deal, yes, the one Pioneer Navigation facilitated. Are those jewels still there...? They're going to hold a jewelry exhibition... Oh, yes, it's good to create some hype, the buyer needs to maintain appearances... Where are the jewels stored...? Linuo Bank? No, no, Linuo Bank isn't known for its safe deposit box business, besides, Linuo and Pioneer Navigation aren't friends. Why let the enemy make money? You should have suggested your chairman deposit the jewels in Mirac Bank... undervalued, that way the payment would be much less, right?"

"Let's talk about the details at my place tonight... But there will be another one, a policewoman, would you accept? That would be amazing... I'm falling in love with you, Clara, you're always so dashing, I want those girls to learn from you... Don't worry, I can feed two people."

(End of this chapter)