Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

"Put the platinum coins into the cold storage truck where the corpse is. Try not to put banknotes in that car. It will smell difficult to clean. The platinum coins are not afraid of being soaked in disinfectant. There are also precious metals in it." Zhuang Xuteng saw that Nightingale was coming to help. After carrying the loot, he said to her: "Don't forget the maximum load capacity of the car. The other two cars are loaded with money. If possible, count how many piles of banknotes are thrown in."

"Don't worry, my cranial implant is much easier to use than a personal assistant. It can count automatically!" Nightingale said, "You move the heavy stuff, and I'll move the paper. How about that?"

Zhuang Xuteng certainly agreed.

With two large vans comparable to minibuses and a cold chain transport vehicle, their goal was to move as much as they could, after all, they didn't have to save money for the dead people of the Canghuo Gang. Zhuang Xuteng used brute force to remove all the seats of the van in order to increase the loading capacity.

Maybe they never thought that the money put in the vault could be stolen by others. The Canghuo Gang did not put a locating device on the banknotes like banks do. Out of caution, Zhuang Xuteng still checked each pile of money with his shadow eyes. He didn't want the Canghuo Gang to catch up as soon as he shipped the money out. In addition, there are other checks, which will not be detailed here.

Just as they were having sex in full swing, Yanque's voice came from the confidential channel: "Situation No. 27, but a weakened version."

Situation No. 27 refers to the police represented by the PCPD being called by the Canghuo Gang, or their security system here is also connected to the PCPD, resulting in a funny situation where the thief asks the police for help. Since the probability of this happening is very low, it is numbered relatively low, ranked 27th.

"Just tell me what's going on!" Nightingale rolled her eyes and said.

"Five minutes ago, a PCPD car passed by the door. It just passed by for the second time. I confirmed that it was the same car." Yanque said: "I noticed that the eyes of the PCPD in the car always glanced towards the manor. , so I connected to the PCPD communication channel to monitor. This patrol car is waiting for a detective to come over and cooperate with him in questioning the owner of the manor. How should this matter be handled? "

Zhuang Xuteng thought for a moment and said, "Hold your face with a mask, stand at the door, and stop them when they appear. No matter what they say, you insist on waiting for the person in charge to come, and then I will pretend to be the person in charge." In the meantime, Nightingale, see if you can lure them away with a false alarm, but you have to wait for my instructions. I will try my best to stop them from entering."

"Then I stay at the door with you?" Yanque asked.

"No. After I replace you, you will come over to help carry the things, and at the same time be prepared to cooperate with me to silence them. If that doesn't work, I will have to let them in and kill them."

"I understand." Yanque said, "I'm going to put on my breathing mask and go to the door. You guys, hurry up! Didn't you say there aren't many things?"

"It's very messy in there...Humph, I won't talk nonsense to you, I have a lot of things to do."

It was possible that he would have to deal with PCPD matters soon. Zhuang Xuteng immediately stopped loading and began to concentrate on checking the safety of banknotes. I quickly scanned it three times with the Eye of Shadow, and an updated message came from the encrypted communication: "The PCPD is here, and there is another one besides the patrol car. Hey, Captain, you will never guess who is coming down."

"Who?"

"You'd better come and see it yourself! Hee hee."

Yanque smiled happily because she couldn't see Zhuang Xuteng's expression. Nightingale took a glance and found that Zhuang Xuteng's entire face was darkened, and he even felt like he was gritting his teeth to suppress his anger. She quickly used the point-to-point communication built into the brain implant to send a message to her sister: This is still within the mission, and your carelessness has made Naike angry! Be serious now!

"Oh! Don't tell me, the person here is Morgana." Yanque quickly went back to make amends, and said while apologizing: "I am covering my face, so she shouldn't recognize me, but she may be able to recognize me based on her familiarity. Come out. I'll take care of it, Naike. Get ready and think carefully about how to perform this play."

Morgana is here? Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head, a little surprised. Three months ago, he told Morgana that he wanted to enter a state of silence and had a very difficult and long-term task to complete. He left his emergency contact information just in case, and asked Morgana to be his emergency contact. If anything happened at home, they would go to Morgana. This emergency contact number has not been used for three months, which means that the situation at home is okay. However, Zhuang Xuteng didn't know Morgana's situation during the past three months, and he had no idea why she came to the "President's Manor".

"Captain, please come to the front door to deal with it. The bitch is here." Yanque used the security staff's walkie-talkie to call Zhuang Xuteng. She also used the gang's derogatory name for the PCPD, "the bitch."

"What are they here for?" Zhuang Xuteng asked openly and directly.

"There is a summons from the court. It wants...what to do. I can't understand it." Yanque thought that he was a gang member. Gang members would not be the mouthpiece of the PCPD, and the court summons could not be read aloud. , because it can easily be considered as having been passed on by PCPD. "The mess they talked about, what was written on the paper, I can't read..."

Zhuang Xuteng suppressed his laughter and said, "Okay, just tell them and I will be there in three minutes. Please don't worry."

Three and a half minutes later, Zhuang Xuteng came to the door. He held a cup of hot coffee as a prop in his hand, waved hello to several people from a distance, and then confronted the PCPD outside through the iron gate. After the PCPD holding the subpoena finished explaining his purpose, he waved to Yanque and asked her to go in and work. Then he arrogantly said to the PCPD: "You can tell me what you are here for now."

"You..." The PCPD raised his fist and threatened.

"Don't smash the door. It's made of alloy steel. It will hurt your hands if you hit it. A tanker full of cement might break through this door. Your fist is hopeless." Zhuang Xuteng took a sip of coffee and glanced at everyone. Finally Stay on Morgana. She is still so beautiful, and she looks even more heroic when she wears the detective's work uniform. Zhuang Xuteng now wanted to hold her in his arms and take a sip, but during the mission, he would never show any emotion. From beginning to end, there was only contempt, teasing and disgust in his eyes.

The PCPD officer glanced at Morgana, and then reluctantly read the order issued by the court to assist in the investigation. When he was reading aloud, Zhuang Xuteng didn't look at him at all, but followed his previous gaze, found and stared at Morgana the whole time. After he finished reading, Zhuang Xuteng pointed at Morgana and said with a smile: "I don't quite understand what you said, but I don't think you are in charge. That good-looking officer over there, she Is she your leader? I want to talk to her."

Upon hearing this, Morgana remained expressionless and was not disturbed by the gangster's words at all. She nodded to her colleagues, then stepped forward and said: "Pretending to be stupid here will not solve the problem. The owner of the manor wants to develop his career in the legal field. If there is an issue of contempt for the law hanging on him, it will be very troublesome."

"This is just what you said, madam." Zhuang Xuteng quickly stretched out his tongue and swiped his lips, like a lizard exploring for information. He snorted and said, "Give us this piece of paper, and what else do you want to do? Take people away from us?" "That piece of paper doesn't give me the authority to take people away. You hand over the court summons." Up there, the person concerned decides whether to cooperate. If she wants to cooperate, she will do so; if she doesn’t want to cooperate, she will bear the consequences of non-cooperation.”

"Not to mention a piece of paper, even if the bombing director of the PCPD comes here in person, he can't take anyone away from here." Zhuang Xuteng snorted, stretched out his hand and said, "But I happen to be short of a piece of paper to wipe my butt. Just take it reluctantly."

The officer was a bit hesitant and Morgana took the pressure off of him. "Just give it to him. These guys are very cunning and won't let you catch the evidence that they heard the announcement clearly. We are not from the Canghuo Gang or Dingxin Demon Creation, so we can't control them. If anything happens, Let them decide for themselves."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and smiled, and said: "It's just a piece of paper for wiping your buttocks. It looks like I'm asking for a million dollars from you. Why are you hesitating? Roll up the paper and stuff it through the gap. Hey, that's right! Okay, Thank you for the paper, can you go? Don't block the door."

"We're on the road," Morgana said.

"Wrong, the area extending out on both sides of the door and flush with the courtyard wall is ours. Don't park here, otherwise I will ask a towing company to tow it away for you." In order to sneak in, Zhuang Xuteng, Yanque, and Nightingale carefully investigated and studied A map of the estate, which includes a description of the property rights and management rights of this part. Because the roads here actually belong to the estate, they cannot park nearby, making movement more difficult. Now, this knowledge is put to use again, which means that the effort spent has made more money.

"He is right. The property rights of the streets here are indeed in the hands of a certain person and are not under the control of the constitutional government. Strictly speaking, we are standing on private land." Morgana said expressionlessly, pointing to the sky and Pointing to the ground, he said: "As far as I know, there is no helicopter platform in the manor. If you want to go down the mountain, there are only two roads besides rolling hills. I can wait on the public road below and check each vehicle." Peicheng has not been peaceful recently, many people have died, and it is said that the Gardeners are preparing to use bombs in a last-ditch effort. For everyone's safety, we have set up inspection posts, which is reasonable and reasonable."

No, please don't check my wife, you still have to transport money out... Zhuang Xuteng felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't show any flaws in his expression. He smiled and said: "You have worked hard and you are tired. If there is nothing else, I will not delay your time of setting up posts and inspections here."

Morgana narrowed her eyes and looked carefully, remembering Zhuang Xuteng's disguised face, and then waved her hand. The PCPD was relieved, and Ma slipped into the car and drove down the mountain with Morgana. Zhuang Xuteng watched them leave from inside the door, and then quickly contacted Nightingale and Yanque, asking them if there was any way to send a message to Morgana safely.

"Yes. The base station is under our control. We can disguise any number and send her a message."

"Tell her not to set up a post and leave the area so as not to affect latent operations or cause accidental damage."

"No problem, I will give her the information in a safe way. Also, come and see, some idiot has become a dork."

This idiot is Yanque, and she is frightened by the wealth she is about to get. From the moment she arrived at the door of the vault, she had been standing motionless, holding on to the door frame, with an innocent smile like a fool's face, and a thin line of saliva from the corner of her mouth.

After Zhuang Xuteng arrived, she calmed down, hugged Zhuang Xuteng and jumped up and down, and then vented her excitement. Under Nightingale's urging, the three people took no time to fill the three cars, lit the remaining items with palm fire, and closed the vault door before the thick smoke came out. The hypoxic state of closing the door may lead to incomplete combustion, but the thick smoke will not be conducive to their evacuation. After weighing the pros and cons, they can only make this choice.

After receiving the news, Morgana did not set up a post at the foot of the mountain. After letting another PCPD car leave, she waited alone at the intersection going down the mountain. Nightingale knew Morgana's location through the registration information of the mobile phone base station, so they took another route. Three fully loaded cars were full of flaws in the eyes of the PCPD detective, so it was better to blend into the morning rush hour traffic and disappear in the busy streets of Peicheng.

They opened a warehouse that Lucy had prepared three months ago. They have used half of the warehouses and resting places like this during the operation and have never been discovered by their opponents. The three people parked the car, moved chairs in unison, and sat in a circle facing each other.

"This is the end of the special operations against gangs." Zhuang Xuteng was the first to express what everyone was thinking: "Gangs are still our enemies, and we will continue to cause trouble for them, but it is time to return to the mercenary industry."

Yanque looked at Nightingale, then at Zhuang Xuteng, and said, "Naike, I don't want to retire."

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and said: "I didn't say anything about retirement. Not to mention that I don't want you to retire. Even if you really want to retire, it can't be now. Rosa just died and the Canghuo Gang lost a lot of money. It just so happens that you are here If you are retired at this time and you are still very rich, doesn't that make you a big suspect?"

"Actually, it's not impossible to consider retiring." Nightingale suddenly intervened and said, "There is too much money."

"How much do you think it is?" Zhuang Xuteng asked. He went out to greet the visitors at the front door, not counting them all.

Nightingale nodded and said: "I calculated it with my brain, 170 million in cash, 70 million in platinum coins, and the value of precious metals is between 60 million and 80 million. A conservative estimate is that 100 million for each of the three of us is more than enough. .”

"Is that much?" Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said, "Why didn't I calculate this number? It's just over 100 million."

"I don't know how you calculated it. Now that we have time, we can calculate it in detail - I'm sure my calculation is correct." Nightingale said: "Billionaire, it is completely unnecessary for mercenaries to do this. As the adventure continues, it is normal to consider retirement. Naike, let alone a mercenary, any middleman who earns this kind of money can consider retiring in a golden basin. Go to other cities, do whatever you want, and then buy a manor. Enjoy life. We all still have fake identities and can go wherever we want."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "Emotionally and logically, you are right. You can really think about retirement. But I will not leave this industry and start enjoying it now. It is too early for me. It’s too unreal. You can consider hiring me to provide you with protection, that’s no problem. I know you have money and can afford me.”

"I won't leave, I won't retire." Yanque shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't have any aspirations for retirement. With the current life, I don't know what kind of good life there is. Well, with money, yes For me, it’s just about not being in debt and buying some good food. I want to buy myself a car, well, that’s all I can think of for the time being.”

Zhuang Xuteng said: "I can't think more about it for now, but from now on, you can think about it more. Well... let's count the money first!"