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The plastic explosives he provided were all high-quality products from the universal platform, with the purity, power, and stability of the explosives being the best on the market; they could be mixed directly according to the formula.

Gisele quickly and gently pulled his arm, lowering her voice to remind him, "The police station isn't a gang's hideout. Most of the officers on duty are innocent; they're just following orders. If the explosion gets out of control and causes a lot of casualties, we'll be labeled as terrorists in Brazil, and that will be a real problem."

Wanted criminals and terrorists are two completely different concepts.

If a wanted criminal has money and a wide network of connections, many countries can accept him.

However, terrorists are on a global blacklist, and in any secular society, no one would dare to take them in; they are universally hated wherever they go.

Rosen prefers to solve problems with violence, and his weaponry is always excessively powerful, never considering the strange problem of excessive damage.

"Alright." Rosen nodded in realization. "If all we need to do is blow up the wall to make a passage, I have a batch of gum bombs. The amount of those explosives is precisely controllable, so demolishing a wall shouldn't be a problem."

The chewing gum bomb was a piece of spy equipment he found in Lynch's supply depot; it looked very much like two-tone chewing gum.

Two explosive blocks, one red and one green, resembling chewing gum, will trigger a chemical reaction when squeezed together, detonating after a five-second delay.

Its biggest advantage is its excellent controllability, making it more suitable for detailed demolition tasks.

Everyone was slightly surprised to hear this, because in their minds, chewing gum bombs had always been the exclusive equipment of secret agents in movies.

This type of explosive is complex to manufacture, expensive, and requires very strict storage conditions; it is simply not available on the market.

Taiji couldn't help but exclaim, "You're a walking treasure trove! You have all sorts of amazing things!"

Rosen shrugged indifferently and steered the conversation back to the main point: "Where is the plan at?"

Tang pointed to the panoramic map of the police station spread out on the table and said, "The evidence room is on the basement level of the police station, separated from the outermost western wall of the underground parking lot by only two walls. As long as we break through these two walls, we can directly reach the evidence room and access the safe."

Brian stared at the floor plan, scratched his brow, and said, "But the problem is, the door to the evidence room is too wide and the structure is very weak. It simply can't withstand a police attack. Even if we manage to open the safe, we won't have time to take the cash with us."

Immediately, everyone offered suggestions and began to discuss the matter animatedly.

Some suggested using multiple vehicles to block the entrance to the evidence room and slow down the police's advance.

Roman went even further, suggesting that he weld thicker steel plates onto the car blocking the entrance to withstand police bullets.

Some suggested carrying a large number of smoke grenades to block the line of sight and hinder the police advance.

After a long argument, the solutions proposed by the group were all temporary and did not address the root cause of the problem; none of them could perfectly solve the evacuation issue.

Taiji reacted quickly with his arithmetic skills, instantly giving an accurate answer: "If they were all hundred-dollar bills, each bill would weigh one gram. One hundred million dollars would weigh a ton, which two or three cars could easily haul away."

Tang instantly understood Rosen's implication, and his expression changed slightly: "That's not right. Reyes is a drug lord; he's accumulated his dirty money through drug trafficking over the years. This kind of black market cash flow couldn't possibly be all hundred-dollar bills. The vast majority would be small denominations like $20 bills, which would likely add up to a total weight close to five tons."

Five tons!

The moment this weight was mentioned, everyone felt a headache coming on, and their brows furrowed tightly.

The police station's underground parking garage has limited ceiling height, making it impossible for large trucks to enter.

The volume of US dollars is relatively easy to solve; the most fatal problem is their weight. Two or three ordinary cars simply cannot carry them, making it impossible to transport them all at once.

Moreover, once a vehicle is overloaded, it can't pick up speed at all, making it an easy target on the streets of Rio, and easy for the police to surround and catch it.

Rosen added a key risk: "Moreover, our evacuation time is extremely limited, and the police won't give us time to load the vehicles. The longer the delay, the tighter the police will block the exits. If they block the exits with several vehicles, people going down into the underground parking garage will have nowhere to escape."

Faced with this difficult problem, everyone fell silent, heads bowed, pondering solutions.

A moment later, Taiji's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Tang: "Tang, can you get your hands on a few high-horsepower modified cars?"

"What do you mean? You have a new plan?" Tang asked, his face full of doubt.

Taiji nodded firmly. "This safe weighs nearly ten tons, plus five tons of cash, making a total of fifteen tons. Since the cash is too difficult to move quickly, let's just—move the safe and the money together!"

Roman's eyes lit up instantly, and he excitedly interjected, "My God! This idea is so cool! I love it! Let's just move the safe. Once we're in a safe place, we'll have plenty of time to open it and count the money!"

"That's right." Taiji nodded with a smile. "If we take the safe with us, we can solve the problem of not having enough time to load the truck."

Roman grew increasingly smug, grinning broadly. "Shaking off my pursuers is a piece of cake! The triangular nails Lion brought me yesterday were incredibly useful! Scatter a handful, and whoever tries to catch me will be doomed! From now on, I'll keep these in my car; no one will be able to catch me!"

Everyone stared speechlessly at Roman, who was full of petty cleverness. While others focused on skill and speed in driving, he wanted to start an item race.

However, everyone has to admit that this method is the best way to solve the problem of car chases.

Just as everyone relaxed, Gisele keenly noticed a new loophole: "The pursuers on the ground are easy to shake off, and intercepting vehicles isn't difficult either, but what about in the air? There must be helicopters on standby near the police station. Once the alarm is triggered, the helicopters will definitely come after us. It's not so easy to shake off people at high altitudes. Such a big safe is too conspicuous and can't be hidden."

Rosen had anticipated this perfectly. He smiled faintly and calmly continued, "To get the safe out of trouble, all we need to do is slip away unnoticed. We'll order an identical safe in advance, park a truck in a blind spot under the overpass, and while the helicopter can't see us, we'll switch the real and fake safes. We'll take the real one with us and leave the fake one at the scene to delay the police."

This was originally part of Lawson's pre-planned strategy.

The bigger the scene, the more sensational the commotion, the more fatal the blow to Reyes's public businesses, and the more violent the stock market fluctuations, so that Pan Sheng and his gang can take advantage of the chaos to extract a large sum of money from the capital market.