He had just married a policewoman when he was diagnosed with criminal genius.

10: 07.

In the lobby, Lu Chen walked out from the side door of the vault area.

He held up an A4 sheet of paper in his left hand, on which six words were written in bold black letters.

"Drill - I am the robber!"

He pulled a replica pistol from his pocket with his right hand; it was standard equipment for the exercise, with a conspicuous orange marking on the muzzle.

"Excuse me, everyone."

The people in the hall were stunned for a moment, and then someone burst out laughing.

"Oh, the exercise has started?"

"Who is this guy? He's quite handsome."

A female teller leaned against the window, curiously observing Lu Chen, her eyes filled with the excitement of watching a spectacle.

Lu Chen ignored these reactions. He walked to the center of the hall, his voice not loud, but every word was clear:

"Everyone stay where you are, don't use your phones, and don't go near doors or windows. During the exercise, I'm in charge."

Lu Chen then went to the main entrance, took out black insulating tape from his pocket, and covered the infrared sensor on the door frame.

Go to the side door and use nylon cable ties to tie the door handle to the fixed fire hydrant.

Finally, back in the lobby, I pressed down the electric roller shutters on the counter windows one by one.

My colleague cut off the power to the entire bank.

In this way, these motorized roller blinds will no longer be able to be raised.

It can also completely isolate tellers from the outside world.

The entire action took less than two minutes.

It flowed smoothly and without the slightest hesitation.

The entire hall was plunged into darkness in an instant.

The laughter in the hall gradually faded away.

The lobby manager, Sister Wang, also came out from behind the counter.

"No, why did you close all the shutters?"

Lu Chen had already entered the state of a criminal.

"Go over there and squat down with your hands behind your head," Lu Chen shouted.

Sister Wang couldn't help but shudder.

But what I was really thinking was, "Isn't this just a drill? It feels like facing real robbers."

Could it be that we've encountered real robbers?!

A middle-aged male customer pushed up his glasses and muttered under his breath, "This guy... doesn't seem to be doing a drill!"

Lu Chen took out another bundle of cable ties: "I hope everyone will cooperate."

To ensure that subsequent actions are not influenced by these bank tellers and customers.

Lu Chen tied them all up with cable ties.

10: 12.

Two members of Group A were in an office building across the street from the main entrance. Through a gap in the curtains, a faint, cold light refracted from the lens of a sniper scope.

Group B clung to the mottled wall of the back alley like geckos, straining their ears to catch any unusual sounds coming from inside.

The command post was set up in a mobile command vehicle 200 meters away, with Ding Jianguo personally in charge.

"Team A reports: The front entrance is locked, and the suspect has closed all doors and windows; the situation inside is currently not visible."

"Team B reports: The side door to the back alley is secured and requires breaching tools."

Ding Jianguo picked up the walkie-talkie, his tone relaxed, as if this were just a routine drill.

"Alright, proceed according to plan. Group A will launch a feint attack from the front to draw attention, while Group B will breach the side door and storm in. Finish the battle in fifteen minutes."

He turned to the bank's vice president next to him and said, "It'll be done in a moment, it won't interfere with your lunch break."

The vice president smiled politely, thinking to himself that this young man was quite capable of causing trouble.

The assault team member from Group A pressed against the outside of the main entrance glass, lightly pressing his tactical glove against the glass, leaving a faint mark...

Meanwhile, Lu Chen wasn't resting either.

He walked to the inside of the main entrance, squatted down, and moved slowly and deliberately.

He took a small device out of his pocket.

It was a doorbell I bought online, the cheapest kind, with a white plastic casing. There was a row of these for 9.9 yuan with free shipping hanging on the supermarket shelf.

It makes a sound as soon as you open the door, two short and cheap ringing sounds.

After finishing, he stood up, dusted off his hands, moved a chair, placed it facing the door, plopped down, and crossed his legs.

He leaned back, resting his hands on his knees, his gaze passing through the door with three doorbells and landing on the silhouette of a gunman on the outside of the glass.

10: 18.

Group A officially launched a feint attack.

Three assault soldiers simultaneously pushed open the main entrance from both sides.

"Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong..."

The three doorbells rang in quick succession, their sharp sounds like someone had rang them a hundred times in the lobby.

Lu Chen didn't even stand up from his chair.

The three assault soldiers stood frozen at the doorway, looking at each other in bewilderment.

They have received professional training.

CQB (Close Quarters Battle), hostage rescue, and rapid assault.

However, no training program includes a scenario where "the robber installed a doorbell on the door".

"Command, the suspect has pre-installed an early warning system. A frontal assault would lose its element of surprise, and the kidnappers might kill the hostage. We request a change of plan."

Ding Jianguo frowned; things seemed to be going a little wrong.

"What's the situation with Group B? Why didn't they break in immediately?" Ding Jianguo stood up and shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Team B's breaching tools are in place, but the side door is secured with nylon cable ties, so breaching will take at least forty seconds and will generate considerable noise."

He sat down again, exhausted.

In CQB tactical rules, forty seconds is enough to kill all the hostages in the bank three times.

Even without Lu Chen's threats, they already knew the plan had failed.

If they were real robbers, they would have already thrown out several corpses by now to intimidate them.

Ding Jianguo hadn't expected Lu Chen to be so well-prepared.

Originally, I thought it would be just a formality and a quick resolution, but now I'm actually putting pressure on him.

Lu Chen was all too familiar with their style of doing things.

Ding Jianguo suspected that Lu Chen might have specifically studied their tactical style.

However, even if you asked ordinary people to study the police's tactical style, they probably wouldn't know how to deal with it.

However, Lu Chen was able to handle it with ease.

Could Lu Chen really be a criminal genius?

Do you have an extraordinary talent for this?

"Director Ding, is everything alright?" the bank's vice president asked hesitantly.

Ding Jianguo coughed.

"It's a minor problem; it can be resolved immediately."

10: 25.

Team A successfully dismantled all the alarm bells, prompting Director Ding to immediately change his strategy, turning Team A's feint attack into a real assault.

"Break in!"

Group A broke through the door...

Then they saw a bunch of glow sticks that Lu Chen had scattered on the lobby floor beforehand.

It's one of those disposable glow sticks used at concerts; it lights up when you break it.

A dozen glow sticks were scattered on the ground, red and green, like landmines covered in glowing spots.

The assault troops were wearing night vision goggles, but their vision was obscured by bright light spots, making it impossible for them to see anything clearly.

"Holy shit!"

One of the assault soldiers stepped on a glow stick, slipped, and fell to the ground.

Another person quickly went to help them up, and the two of them were piled on top of each other in an extremely ungraceful position.

There was another one who didn't fall.

But after he got used to the light here...

Lu Chen's voice came from the darkness, tinged with a hint of amusement:

"It's just a drill, don't push yourself so hard."

Lu Chen's 'pistol' was pointed directly at his forehead.

Commando: "..."

All three assault soldiers were numb; who was going to fight?

This is completely different from what we agreed on beforehand.

Didn't you say it was just a formality?

Why are these "robbers" in the drill even more difficult to deal with than real robbers?