What should I do if I open the wrong plug-in?.

'Bang——! '

Chen Baila kicked an empty can on the ground.

“I don’t know if someone really robbed the Jockey Club.”

"It would have been better if they had really snatched it. There must have been something shady going on in the last match. Number 3 was so strong, yet he ended up last." Chen Baila muttered indignantly.

"Zhu Fat, do you have any money left? Lend me two hundred and I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

Apparently, Chen Bailai had lost all his money betting on horses again.

"No money!" Zhu Huabiao refused directly.

It's not that he doesn't have money, of course, he just doesn't want to lend it to Chen Bailao, not that Chen Bailao's credit is bad.

Chen Bailai deeply understands the principle that if you borrow, you must repay, and it is not difficult to borrow again. He said that if you pay wages, you must repay the money.

The key point is that this guy just paid you back one thousand and immediately asked to borrow two thousand from you. After repeating this over and over again, he already owes Zhu Huabiao five thousand.

"Fat Beef, do you have money?" Chen Baila looked at Gu Dezhao.

Gu Dezhao searched his pockets.

"Sixty, and three Lee's vouchers, would you like some?"

Gu Dezhao honestly gave everything in his pocket to Chen Baila.

"Okay, I'll count it as a hundred dollars. I'll owe you an extra hundred."

After receiving the money, Chen Baila asked, "Would you like to have a midnight snack? I'll treat you."

"it is good!"

"can!"

Chen Baila bought three servings of dry fried beef noodles and three cold drinks, spending exactly sixty dollars.

"." Chen Baila sat on a stone pier beside the road and looked at the fried beef noodles in his hand. He always felt that something was wrong.

"What's the situation? What's the situation now?" Zhou Xingxing rushed over in a hurry.

"No, you are a traffic policeman now. What's going on here has nothing to do with you?" Chen Baila said unhappily when his thoughts were interrupted by Zhou Xingxing.

"I'm off work. Can't I come over after get off work to take a look?"

Zhou Xingxing saw Zhu Huabiao and the other two each had a box of fried rice noodles, and quickly asked, "Are there any more? Did they only buy three?"

"Don't try to get close to me. You're off work, so you're just an ordinary citizen. Get out of here." Chen Baila chased Zhou Xingxing away like a fly.

Bastard, your saliva is dripping into your own fast food box.

"It's nothing. With so many of us here, the robbers won't dare to come. I guess it's all in vain." Gu Dezhao said while holding up his chopsticks.

"Not necessarily. If McQueen wants to run away, he won't leave without making a lot of money." Zhou Xingxing said very confidently.

Zhu Huabiao was not very familiar with Zhou Xingxing, and he did not believe that a guy who was often expelled from the serious crime squad could have much ability.

"Where are the people from our serious crime team?" Zhou Xingxing asked.

"You are the traffic team, right?" Chen Bailao habitually interrupted.

"Of course the people from the Serious Crime Squad are inside the Jockey Club office building. You can't enter without Instructor Hu's order." Gu Dezhao reminded Zhou Xingxing.

He admires Zhou Xingxing's perseverance, as he jumps back and forth between the traffic team and the serious crime team, although it was you, Zhou Xingxing, who first came up with the extremely low nickname "Fat Beef".

"Thanks! Fat cow!"

Zhou Xingxing picked up the cold drink that Gu Dezhao had placed beside him and said, "This thing has a high sugar content. I'll help you lose weight."

Gu Dezhao: “.”

at the same time.

McQueen had already used explosives to blow up the floor of the Jockey Club's vault. This guy controlled the amount of explosives very well, just enough to blow a small hole in the vault floor without letting anyone outside the vault hear any noise.

Several guys went into the vault one after another.

"Money, so much money!" A Taiwanese gangster danced with joy.

Others were in almost the same situation. It was like a mouse falling into a rice jar full of rice. Few people could stand it.

It was McQueen who reacted first.

"Don't just stand there! Hurry up and pack up all the money. Make sure to seal the mouth tightly, otherwise it will be troublesome if water gets in."

McQueen opened his backpack and took out the black waterproof bags he had prepared.

"Don't worry about the small denominations, put in the one thousand dollar bills first." McQueen stuffed handfuls of money into the waterproof bag, and soon the bag was full.

After he sealed the waterproof bag, he tied it to the nylon rope that came in. The others also tied each bag of money to the nylon rope.

The workload of the project is billions, and the team was exhausted and out of breath, but no one complained of being tired.

"Let's have a cigarette and take a break!" Brother Jie took out his lighter skillfully.

"Don't do that!" McQueen quickly grabbed Jack's hand that was about to light the fire.

"There is a smoke sensor in the safe. Once a fire warning is detected, the time lock of the safe door will be automatically unlocked. Then the people outside can open the door with the password." "It's okay, just bear with it. Let's all bear with it! Smoke ten packs a day when we go back." Brother Jie smiled awkwardly.

He finally understood why McQueen had insisted on using smokeless explosives to blast the vault floor.

Inside the Jockey Club's monitoring room.

Instructor Hu and Miao Zhishun stared at the surveillance camera screen intently. Every picture looked normal, not to mention that they had ambushed people at every important intersection outside.

"Ring, ring, ring" Miao Zhishun's phone rang.

"Hello! Sir Eagle, what? I get it, okay, okay, okay--!" Miao Zhishun hung up the phone with a changed face.

"Eagle Sir's informant received information that McQueen has requested the smuggling boats. The boats from Tsuen Wan Pier, Tuen Mun Pier, and Kowloon Pier are all leaving at 3 a.m. tonight."

Miao Zhishun’s words made Instructor Hu feel nervous.

She glanced at her watch.

"So it is very likely that McQueen has entered the vault."

Several people in the monitoring room looked at the surveillance footage of the vault door, and no one had any questions.

"Manager Cheng, can you open the safe?" Instructor Hu asked seriously.

"What do you think?" Manager Cheng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Instructor Hu and Miao Zhishun knew that they could not change Manager Cheng's decision, so they had to send people to the three docks to set up control.

"Come on, let's check the vault again."

McQueen and his companions in the vault were already sweating profusely.

"No, no, no, it's exhausting. The remaining small-denomination notes are only worth 10 or 20 million at most."

"That's right, it's only 10 or 20 million, I don't want it."

"You two bastards, listen to what you say, are you talking like an ordinary person? Only 10 or 20 million? And there are two waterproof bags, fill them up quickly." Brother Jie was so tired that he was about to vomit blood.

They then realized that moving money could be exhausting.

I really don’t know how exhausted those idiots on the rich list must be. They deserve to be rich.

"Sh-!"

Miao Zhishun made a gesture to Instructor Hu and Manager Cheng.

He put his ear to the security door and listened for a while, then his face changed drastically.

"Oh no, there's a sound inside. Hurry, use the password to open the safe door." Miao Zhishun shouted loudly.

"real or fake?"

Manager Cheng also put his ear to the security door: "I didn't hear any sound!"

Instructor Hu looked at Miao Zhishun, who nodded affirmatively.

"I order you to open the safe door immediately. I will be responsible if anything goes wrong. Otherwise, if the robbers empty the vault, you will be blamed." Instructor Hu pulled out his pistol and said sternly.

Manager Cheng snorted coldly, "Don't bluff me. Everything is fine and the safety door is intact. I am responsible for it, but you are making it sound like you police can predict the future."

Hey! Before Miao Zhishun set out, he actually asked Lin Haiying to tell his fortune.

"You're such an idiot! Open the security door quickly. What if the robbers are digging a tunnel to get through your vault? Open the security door and take a look. If there's no problem, close it. There won't be any loss." Miao Zhishun couldn't help but curse.

"But this does not meet the security management requirements of our vault." Manager Cheng also became a little uneasy.

The main reason was that Instructor Hu and Miao Zhishun looked at him as if he were a dead person.

"But I only have one set of passwords for the safe door. Two sets of passwords need to be entered at the same time to open the safe door. The other set of passwords is in the hands of our chairman." Manager Cheng said in a low voice.

"Why don't you call quickly?" Instructor Hu also put his ear to the safety door to try to hear any movement.

"If McQueen dug a tunnel to get in, the entrance shouldn't be too far from here. Let the guys outside search the area carefully, especially the manhole covers." Instructor Hu said to Miao Zhishun.

"understand!"

Miao Zhishun immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to notify the CID police officers outside the Jockey Club.

the other side.

McQueen and his companions were working together to pull bags of cash out of the sewer.

Master and disciple Li Er and Matilda looked at these guys panting and felt sorry for their hard work.

It turns out that making money is not easy.

After half an hour.

"I'm so tired, give me a bottle of water so I can catch my breath." Brother Jie said to McQueen who was putting money into the car.

McQueen bent down, picked up a bottle of water on the ground and was about to throw it to Jie Ge.

Jack pointed a gun at McQueen. (End of this chapter)