Starting By Acting As A Bank Robber, I Shock The World

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chapter Seven: Why a key was needed for the vault door?

The police should be here soon.

He had to speed up his actions.

He walked to the counter with a gun in his hand.

It looked like he was going to eat them alive.

The female employee was so scared that she curled up into a ball.

"Fill up the money!"

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Jon threw the black backpack that he used to carry his weapons on the counter.

He said coldly to the employee behind.

All the other weapons were hidden in his windbreaker except the shotgun in his hand.

"How much?"

The employee at the counter asked very carefully. She was afraid that she would be shot.

"A hundred-dollar bill weighs 1.15 grams, 10,000 is 115 grams, a million is 11,500 grams, 23 catties."

"I want 69 catties!"

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"Three million!"

Why only three million?

Although money was something that no one would think too much of, the first consideration of a robbery was the convenience.

Before Jon came, he had already thought of the quantity. If it exceeded this amount, it would affect his next move.

And since he was a bank robber, he would definitely take the money with him.

The female employee was so nervous that she even trembled when she opened the cabinet.

"There's not enough money in the front desk."

The female employee's voice had a hint of crying.

"Manager... come here."

Jon pointed the gun in his hand at the manager, Sunny who was kneeling on the ground.

Seeing Jon pointing the gun at him, he shuddered.

He slowly stood up.

"Brother, what's the matter with your little brother here?"

Sunny gulped.

Jon's imposing manner made him unable to restrain the nervousness in his heart.

"Come and open the vault."

Jon knew that the bank's large amount of money was kept in the vault behind.

The manager had the key to open the vault.

Sunny took the key out of his pocket with trembling.

It was a half-finished piece. Opening it rashly would set off the vault's alarm system.

The police would be notified.

The only way to open the vault was to combine the two identical keys into a complete key.

He didn't have the other key.

The bank did not expect Jon to really rob the bank.

So they did not consider this situation at all.

This scared Sunny so much that tears almost came out of his eyes.

He kept explaining loudly, "It's really not my fault. I only have this one key."

"Who would have thought that someone would really rob the bank? I have money on me. Take it all. Please don't kill me, okay?"

With that, Sunny cried and knelt down. He was too afraid of this man who killed without batting an eyelid.

He had long forgotten all about the drill and cooperation.

He only wanted to live.

Live.

Jon could not help but complain.

It turned out that it was not only the FBI who were unprofessional.

The internal departments of the bank did not take it seriously at all.

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Fortunately, he was prepared.

In order to act like a robber.

He had already considered this situation.

"What if the vault can't be opened without a key?"

"Why use a key to open the vault door?"

His experience of destroying tanks and armored vehicles on the battlefield made Jon prepared a pile of thermite.

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It only took a small bag to melt steel ten centimeters thick.

It was more than enough to break through the vault door.

He did it right away.

He arranged the thermite he prepared according to the size of a human.

He lit it up and burned it.

The steel door of the vault was melted in an instant.

A hole was revealed for adults to enter and exit.

Jon saw that the temperature had cooled down.

He pointed at a female bank clerk and said, "You, go in and get the money."

The female employee nodded and quickly went into the vault.

She was already in the state where she would do whatever Jon said.

When she saw the stack of dollar bills in front of her, she couldn't help but felt a little tempted and her hands were a little out of control.

She thought that she wouldn't be discovered if she took out one at this time!

But then she thought of the devil-like man behind her and dismissed the idea.

Money was important but her own life was more important!

He watched the female staff constantly brought money out of the vault.

Meanwhile, Sunny stood there, stunned.

Jon immediately said impatiently.

"Go over and help!"

"What are you standing there for?"

Hearing that, sunny hurriedly got up and walked into the vault to help the female staff filled up the money.

Three million in cash filled a backpack.

Sunny handed the backpack to Jon.

Suddenly there was a siren outside the door.

It was obvious.

By this time, the police had arrived.

Jon looked at his watch.

It had been 20 minutes since he had come in.

The police were a little slow.

The wait was getting boring.

The FBI colleagues were shocked to see Jon cracked the hard vault with thermite.

They were shocked.

When they saw the piles of money being shipped out, they realized the seriousness of the problem.

Jon was really putting on a show! He started to be a robber!

If this got out, the entire FBI would be disgraced!

The FBI had to do something!

They had to consult the director first!

After all, he was the one who had chosen Jon for the role.

After reading the report from the investigation bureau, the old bureau chief could not help but laugh out loud.

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As the commander and referee of this drill, what he had to ensure was that the drill was fair and just.

He was obviously very satisfied with Jon's actions.

"Looks like this kid is really preparing to make me regret my choice!"

"Not bad, not bad..."

"But from the looks of it, my choice is the right one."

After rejecting the report that was submitted to him, he was looking forward to what kind of surprise Jon would bring him.

He looked at the officer who came over to take the report.

The last time he saw them so nervous was during the U.S. presidential election.

Hearing the siren outside, everyone in the bank was shocked.

The police were finally here!

Sunny glanced sideways at Jon.

He saw Jon raised his eyebrows and gave him a cold look.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

The look stopped Sunny from speaking.

He had wanted Jon to surrender so they could be safe.

But Jon's casual glance...

Stopped him from thinking about it.

It was said that murderous intent could be seen in the eyes of a murderer.

Jon's glance was even more terrifying than that of a murderer.

The police had only just begun.

"Tell us, how do you want us to cooperate with you?"

Feeling Jon's terrifying gaze, manager Sunny spoke in hurry.

He bent his back as he spoke, looking very obedient.

"Take these people to the corner. Put your hands behind your head and squat down."

Jon spoke calmly. He carefully sized up the police who had already arrived outside the bank as he spoke.

Everyone obediently lined up and squatted in the corner.

This included the customers who were originally unrelated.

They were no longer as contemptuous as before.

What was left was 100% fear and obedience.