American Scandal King

Chapter 299 Insider (Part )

In Mirak Bank, several robbers walked out of the office and opened the box next to the lobby.

Sure enough, there were identical clothes inside, even hoods.

Are you sure this is something someone in a clothing store would carry?

But there was no time to think.

Several robbers shouted at everyone to go into the inner room, change clothes, wear hoods, and dress everyone like them.

Ian Carr was the only exception.

In his own words, anyone who sees me knows me, there is no need to hide.

After herding all the hostages into their respective rooms, Jerry called Ian and asked, "What do we do now?"

Ian then recounted the plot of the insider, which was nothing more than a fabricated story, deliberately letting the criminals mix in with the hostages and get beaten, and then ripping off the hoods to enhance the impression on the other hostages...

Jerry Lill nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Good idea!"

Ian then said slowly, "By the way, since we're going to have a standoff with the police anyway, why not consider looting the vault and safe?"

Jerillier was stunned: "We can't take it away."

"Not necessarily." Ian smiled. "At least one person here doesn't have to worry about being suspected and can leave openly."

Jerry Lill looked at him in shock: "You..."

Ian chuckled and nodded: "Yes, me!"

Jerry Lill was confused: "Are you kidding me? We rob and give you the stuff?"

Ian sat at his desk, leisurely making himself a cup of coffee, his chin poking at the table next to him. "President Fairbairn is right next door. I killed him myself. You can take pictures of the evidence, and when everyone is safe, you can come to me for the money. I'll give you much more than this."

Jerry was speechless for a moment.

Ambridge said beside him: "He is right."

His job was to cooperate, to help Jerry become more moved, and to make Ian pay less for the hypnosis.

Support from one's own people is obviously more convincing.

Jerry thought about it and nodded: "Did you bring a camera?"

Ian smiled and pointed to the surveillance camera above his head: "No need for a camera, I killed someone, you can just go to the monitoring room and get the evidence."

"That's settled then." Jerry rushed out and quickly came back with President Fairbairn.

He pulled off the man's hood.

He drew down the gun in his hand until only one bullet was left, handed it to Ian, and pointed the other gun at Ian's head: "Kill him!"

President Fairbairn looked at Ian in horror: "Mr. Carl!"

Ian Carr looked at Fairbairn sympathetically.

He had just deposited a large amount of important materials in Mirak Bank today and signed a compensation contract of up to 300 million. In addition, all this happened too strangely. With the old man's cleverness, even if he couldn't think of it now, he would think of it in the future.

So he must die!
Anyway, he is a Jew and has plotted against me before. There is no need to sympathize with him.

Ian grabbed the gun and pointed it at the old man: "I'm sorry, I was forced to do this."

boom!
He fired.

The old man trembled and fell to the ground.

The sound of gunfire made the police outside nervous at the same time. Catherine raised her loudspeaker and shouted, "Listen up, people inside..."

It's just the same rhetoric.

Ian handed the gun back to Jerry. "Are you satisfied now? Dump the body out and tell them you want a car and 10 million, or we'll kill everyone. They'll definitely stall for time, and we'll take the opportunity to rob the vault and safe."

Jerry nodded excitedly: "That's it!"

He carried the body and dragged it out, and all the hostages shouted in fear along the way.

Jerry opened the bank door, threw the body out, and shouted, "Send a car immediately and give us 10 million, or we'll kill everyone. This is evidence!"

As he said this he closed the door.

At this time, there were still four robbers at the scene. Two of them were left to guard the hostages, while Jerry and Anbridge began to crack the safe.

Unfortunately, they didn't prepare an axe, so it was difficult to crack it.

Seeing how hard they were trying to smash it, Ian shook his head and sighed, "There's a key."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a bunch of keys were in his hand.

He had just been there to store it once and knew exactly who kept the key.

Jerry and Ambridge looked at each other and shrugged silently.

One by one, the safes were opened and all the items were put into the bag.

Ian was sorting the items on the side.

He packed the items in each cabinet separately, labeled them with numbers, and took photos to make it easier to count and find the owner later.

Occasionally, there would be something shameful, and Ian would pick it up and flip through it, smiling knowingly. Time passed by minute by minute.

The police outside were watching the bank, and the entire street was blocked off.

Catherine held the gun and looked towards the bank with a cold gaze until a police car arrived.

The new director, Bellman, came over and stood beside Catherine. "How's the situation?"

Catherine replied, "There are four kidnappers, more than forty hostages, and they killed the bank president. Now they are making demands..."

Berman was overwhelmed by what he heard.

Become the bank president right away?

However, after hearing that Ian Karl was also in there, he was completely confused: "Ian Karl? Why is he in there?"

Catherine shrugged. "How should I know? Maybe he's saving money."

Bellman was speechless: "He himself is the major shareholder of First Lino!"

Catherine sneered: "So what? Who said he can't keep money in Miraak? The problem now is that there are many hostages inside, and we can't storm in by force."

Bellman sighed, "Maybe you should have let them leave first, so there wouldn't be a hostage situation."

Catherine sneered: "So I'm the first to arrive, so is that wrong?"

Berman shook his head speechlessly and looked at Catherine with a strange look.

He knew the relationship between Catherine and Ian Karl, and therefore he always felt something was wrong, but under the current circumstances he had no time to care about these things, so he had to say: “Go find a negotiation expert first.”

Catherine shook her head: "I don't think this is a good idea."

"why?"

Catherine sneered: "Don't you know Ian Karl yet? Where he is, there will be no negotiation expert. He himself is a negotiation expert. Guess what he will do?"

Bellman suddenly realized, "He'll negotiate with those robbers and make decisions for us? Maybe he'll even request an on-site interview?"

Catherine giggled: "That's right!"

"Fuck! I hate this, this is a police job!"

"But you don't want to anger him, right?" Catherine said.

Bellman was speechless.

He had dealt with Ian a lot in the past two years, and he knew very well what kind of person Ian Karl was.

He also knew about the relationship between Catherine and Ian.

Now hearing what Catherine said, Berman suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He stared at Catherine blankly: "And then? What's your suggestion?"

Catherine replied: "Wait!"

"wait?"

"Yes." Catherine said confidently: "Ian Karl will definitely come out to communicate with us. I believe he has the ability to do so. The matter will be resolved by then."

Behrman took a long breath.

But he was able to become the director, so he must be a smart man: "We have to do something."

Catherine smiled and said, "Yes, just wait for the news."

Bellman grumbled softly, "I think you're the director... maybe you will be soon!"

Catherine smiled slightly, turned and walked away.

Walking across the street and through the police cordon, Catherine came to an alley.

A news van was parked there.

The car door opened and Van Nistelrooy and Bridson were sitting inside, fiddling with the monitor.

Catherine sat down, looked at the monitor and asked, "What's the situation?"

Van Nister smiled and said, "We're still opening the safe, then the vault. We should be done in an hour."

"The vault is difficult to open. It requires a password."

"The boss said he doesn't need it."

Catherine was speechless: "I didn't know he was also good at picking locks."

Brydeson said meaningfully: "What he can do is beyond imagination."

Catherine leaned against the wall of the carriage and shook her head gently. "I still can't understand him. He's already made so much money, and yet he still wants to rob people."

Brydeson laughed. "He's just interested in the news. A failed robbery isn't good news! He'll return the money, and no one will be hurt except the Jew."

Catherine then said, "But it will be after he takes over Mirak Bank and assumes all debts, right?"

Bridson smiled. "You know him well."

(End of this chapter)