American Gossip King

Chapter 300 Insider (Part 2)

Mirak Bank vault.

Ian slowly turned the cipher machine.

He doesn't know the password, nor can he listen, but he can see it.

With a gentle turn, the gears mesh together, one after another, with a click-clack sound.

The vault door, which had given countless lock-picking experts a headache, was easily cracked by him.

After the final password was passed, Ian turned the key, and the vault door swung open with a bang.

Jerry and Ambridge excitedly entered, their eyes wide with delight at the sight of the stacks of US dollars: "Ha, there's at least two million here!"

Ian shook his head: "Pathetic!"

There's never much money in the bank; the vast majority of it is just paper money.

Mirac Bank isn't a large vault; it only has $150 million inside, and a little over two million outside.

In addition, there are some black diamonds, worth about 50 million, which are stored by some of the individual shareholders of Vanguard.

Henan people haven't risen to prominence yet; diamonds are still valuable.

In addition, there is a large amount of precious jewelry, a considerable portion of which are luxury items that the Minova Group had stored here, but which went directly into the vault, amounting to as much as 3 million.

After looting all the valuables inside, Ian said, "Now we can prepare for the hostage replacement plan."

Jerry looked at him excitedly: "No problem, but the problem is, how did you manage to take so much money?"

The contents of the safe and vault couldn't fit in one or two bags; the two million US dollars alone could fill a large box.

Ian casually replied, "Bring as many as you can, leave it to me."

As he spoke, he smiled slightly at the corner.

A moment later, a police officer's voice came from outside the bank: "Listen up, you guys inside. I believe you need some lunch. I can bring you some. I'm Catherine Brown, the captain of the Los Angeles Police Department. I'm in charge of this negotiation."

Jerry and the others looked at each other.

Ian smiled and said, "Leave it to me."

He arrived at the bank entrance and called out, "Prepare a generous spread! Fresh veal, foie gras, and roast chicken—from that restaurant across the street. Fifty servings!"

Catherine, holding a megaphone, shouted, "Ian Carl, you still have the appetite to eat well?"

Ian laughed: "I'm still in the mood for an interview, that's not surprising, is it, Officer Brown? You can do the delivery then."

Catherine looked at him and nodded, saying, "No problem."

By this time, a large number of reporters had gathered outside the cordon.

They set up their cameras and started snapping photos of the bank.

Especially since Ian Carl was also in the bank this time!

Haha, you've finally become news material!

At this point, Catherine had already started making a phone call. Not long after, two young men pushed over a food cart filled with food.

Catherine personally pushed the food cart into the bank.

The bank doors open and close.

One of the robbers pointed a gun at Catherine and first inspected her.

Noticing that his hands were wandering off somewhere, Catherine shoved him hard: "Get your dirty hands off me!"

The robber was enraged and pointed his gun at Catherine: "You bitch."

Ian pulled the robber away: "Don't touch her!"

He fixed his gaze on the robber, who paused slightly before finally lowering his gun and saying, "Alright."

He pushed the food cart into the room and began distributing the meals, while Ian and Catherine walked toward the office on the side.

The two entered the office.

Ian drew the curtains, and Catherine, ignoring the robbers beside her, hugged Ian and gave him a long kiss.

Jerry, who was sitting in the bank manager's seat, was dumbfounded.

He shook the gun in his hand and exclaimed, "Wardfuck? What are you doing?"

Ian smiled. "As you can see, she's my woman."

He then looked at Catherine and said, "Want to have some fun? It might be exciting here."

Catherine shoved him hard: "Come on, I don't want this to become news. Besides, you need me to cover for you, don't you?"

She glanced at the several large bags in the corner of the office and asked, "Are those the ones?"

Ian nodded: "Yes."

Catherine walked over, picked up her bag, opened it, looked inside, and then stuffed it under the empty food cart.

This action left Jerry completely bewildered.

In that instant, he suddenly understood: "You want to transport the money out in a food cart?"

Ian smiled and nodded. "No one would suspect a policeman, right?"

Jerry stared blankly, his mouth agape.

That's what I mean, but something just doesn't feel right!

He thought hard for a while and finally realized what was going on.

Jerry said, "Wait! You couldn't have arranged this with the policewoman beforehand... You didn't know any of this beforehand, so why... those clothes, the food cart... Oh, damn it!!!"

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He looked at Ian in horror: "You knew all along? You knew all along?"

Ian sat on the desk and looked at him with a smile.

He nodded slightly: "Yes, I knew that all along. That's why I had Catherine patrol the area beforehand, so she could ambush you back to the bank when you tried to escape. Then I suggested you rob the vault and safe to buy time, and then use the food truck to take all the loot. I also prepared the clothes and hoods for you; it was all part of my plan."

Jerry Riel was completely shocked.

How could he have known in advance and prepared all of this?

Even hypnosis was useless at this moment. Jerry suddenly pointed his gun at Ian: "Fuck! How dare you use us!"

Ian curled his lip: "Kill him."

flutter!

A dagger was plunged into Jerry's throat.

Jerry shuddered and looked at Catherine beside him in disbelief. She was holding a dagger and staring coldly at him.

And there was also Anbridge, watching all this with a cold eye from not far away.

He simply watched this scene indifferently.

How could that be?

Jerry's eyes were filled with horror and despair.

Ambridge shrugged. "My boss."

Jerry shuddered and collapsed to the ground, powerless.

After quickly dealing with the man, Catherine returned the knife to Ambridge, loaded the rest of the food into the cart, frowned, and said, "No, there's too much food."

Ian took out a small bag: "It's okay, we should always keep some."

Catherine lowered the cover on the food cart and pushed it outwards.

Suddenly she stopped, embraced Ian, and gave him another long kiss, saying wistfully, "I gave up all my principles for you!"

Ian smiled and said, "That's what true love is!"

Catherine gave him a deep look, wiped away her tears, and pushed the food cart out the door.

After leaving the bank, two young men dressed as restaurant waiters took the food cart, walked aside, and swaggered away from the cordon...

As the food truck drove away, Ian nodded to Ambridge.

Ambridge understood and went to the next room.

He grabbed a hooded robber, kicked him, ripped off the hood, and yelled, "Get out here!"

This was exactly the plot they had devised with the robbers, helping them infiltrate the hostages.

So the robber let him drag him out of the room, shouting and yelling.

He was about to get up when he entered the next room.

flutter!

A dagger went into his throat.

The robber stared at Ambridge in astonishment.

What's going on?

Ambridge sighed, "Sorry! It's always easier to mess with one person than four, right?"

(End of this chapter)