"Mr. Aoki, I don't care about the data of your head office. I just need your password." said a mellow male voice.
"What exactly do you want?" said the old man named Aoki.
"Zhongfu Company has made a lot of money in the past two years, and we know that there is a secret vault at the bottom of the building you built, which contains bearer bonds worth 640 million US dollars." said the mellow male voice.
Luke laughed in his heart: No wonder there was such a big fuss, at least forty gangsters came at once, it turns out they came for the 640 million.
Bearer bonds sound very high-sounding, but this is exactly what the treasury bonds issued by China are.
However, the number of bearer bonds is decreasing, because this thing is naturally a good tool for criminals to transfer funds. Most countries no longer issue this thing, and they are recalled and destroyed in batches.
The old man Qingmu was furious: "What the hell are you? You are just doing this for money?"
"Yes, Mr. Aoki, we just want money. It doesn't matter what other people think of us. So, tell me the password." said the baritone.
Aoki said nothing.
The baritone sighed, "Okay, you see this? I'll count to three, and if you don't say anything, then I'll do it."
Luke leaned his head out slightly to look, and found that it was a middle-aged white man with a neat beard. He had the aura of a villain. There was a pistol at his side, and the muzzle was pointed at the old man Aoki.
What should I do? Luke's mind raced, and he made a decision almost instantly: Aoki must not die here.
If this place turned into a murder scene, it would definitely be turned upside down by the forensic department, and then the fact that Luke and Ximena were having an affair here would be exposed.
He had no interest in making his private life a talking point for Los Angeles police officers.
If topics like "Do you know about the Kongbu incident on Christmas Eve? A detective slapped the heads of the Kongbu members and killed all of them by pulling up his pants" spread, it would probably become a case that the Los Angeles Police Department would be proud of!
Our detectives can engage in a shooting war with the armed protesters without even putting on their pants!
Thinking that Dustin might tell the new detective about his "great achievements" in the future, Luke decided to take action decisively.
He walked out of the back door of the conference room with extremely light steps.
This conference room is actually flush with the office, and the two are separated by glass.
Luke appeared just opposite the bandits, but there was no light here, only a dark shadow. He threw two steel balls out from his gloved hands.
Knock! Knock!
There were two strange noises, and the bearded man and a big man with a gun beside him fainted before they could even see their figures clearly.
Luke reached into his pocket again and threw the steel ball hard, knocking out another gangster sitting next to him.
He then grabbed the old man Aoki and quickly retreated.
You can’t kill people, at least not for the time being.
This bearded man is obviously the leader. If he dies, who knows what extreme actions the group of gangsters holding forty or fifty hostages will take. It is better to ask about the old man Aoki's situation first.
Luke moved quickly. Detective John, who was hiding under the table, only saw two gangsters suddenly fall down, and then the third gangster also fell down, and then a dark shadow rushed over and dragged Aoki away.
"What the hell?" John couldn't help but mutter.
But after a moment, his eyes lit up, and he quickly moved over and took two weapons from the three people. Just as he took off someone's shoes, the elevator door over there dinged, and two gangsters came in with submachine guns.
Detective John was horrified. He crouched down barefoot, holding his weapon and shoes, and slipped out of the security door on the other side.
However, Luke took Aoki all the way to the 23rd floor and looked inside. It was a floor that was being renovated.
He put the old man down and showed him his ID: "LAPD, Detective Luke from the Major Crimes Unit. What's going on here?"
The old man calmed down his fluctuating mood and stomach, and bowed to Luke formally: "Thank you for saving my life."
Luke waved his hand: "I'm a policeman, this is my job. Stop talking nonsense, tell me the intelligence about this group of people, how much do you know?"
Old man Aoki shook his head. "I'm not sure either. The leader is called Hans, and he seems to be of German descent. They're here for the money in the underground vault. Mr. Luke, have you called the police?"
Luke shook his head helplessly. This old man Qingmu didn't know much either. "How many of them are there? What about their weapons? Are they well-trained? How many of you have been held hostage by them? You have to tell me these first, so that I can report to the police and send support."
Aoki quickly recounted what he had seen, and Luke frowned.
Aoki is not familiar with military affairs, but he is a businessman with a sharp eye.
It is easy to see that these people are not poor, they are well dressed and equipped.
These people's behavior was also more organized, unlike the casual and lazy behavior of the black gangs. From the conversation of several of them, it can be seen that they have received a considerable degree of cultural education.
All this shows that this group of guys are not a group of rank-and-file gangs. They are professional gangsters with clear goals and detailed and professional division of labor.
Luke frowned, "Can they open the vault at the bottom of your building?"
Qing Mu shook his head: "Forget about the first few doors. With some professional tools, they should be able to be broken open in a few hours. But if you force open the outer doors, the innermost alloy door will automatically lock, unless you have the password."
Luke: "So that's why they want to arrest you?"
Aoki nodded: "Probably so."
Luke shook his head slightly: "Just now I felt that Hans really intended to kill you, and he was definitely not joking. So, your password is not indispensable to them."
Qing Mu also frowned: "The last door uses a new electromagnetic protection technology, it is difficult to open it by ordinary means."
Seeing that Aoki didn't have any good suggestions, Luke asked him to find a place to hide and come back to him after the matter was resolved.
Aoki: "Aren't you going to notify the police?"
Luke nodded: "The signal here is not good, I need to find a place to make a call. Mr. Aoki, just hide yourself." Then he got up and left.
Luke left the 23rd floor and returned to the 30th floor again.
This time, the gangster guarding the door was gone.
But Luke also heard gunshots on the 34th floor.
Only because he had good hearing and was in the quiet stairwell could he hear the gunshots.
He was stunned: Who else was exchanging fire with the bandits
After thinking it over, he decided to go up to the 34th floor. After making sure that there was no one at the door, he opened it slightly and looked inside.
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(Double monthly tickets on the last day of this month, continue to ask for this day)