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Chapter 1329 Foolish Thief
Chapter 1329 Foolish Thief
The moment Conan recognized Goro Akechi, he couldn't help but start brainstorming.
He peered through the gaps in the green leaves at Judy, who was being held at gunpoint by the robbers, and his thoughts began to wander.
Is Kumail spying on Ms. Judy? But without Shuichi Akai, the FBI's threat to the organization within the country is already quite low. No matter how many members are left in the task force, without Shuichi Akai, an undercover agent who has had deep interactions with the organization, how to act and how to judge the organization's true and false movements will be a difficult problem that needs to be figured out from scratch.
As for Kumail, judging from Conan's past judgments of his behavior, he is definitely not a menial figure among the codenamed members.
Could it be that the organization has some designs on the FBI that he's targeting? Should we inform Mr. Okiya?
While keeping his mind sharp, Conan also kept an eye on Jodie's situation.
The robber had already walked over, threatened Judy with the muzzle of his gun to make her stand up, snatched her phone, and looked at the content on the screen.
The robber frowned after just one glance.
The phone screen showed the open message interface, where the recipient was noted as "MOM". Given the robber's limited English proficiency, he could only understand a few simple words like "red" and "dontworry", and could not fully comprehend the entire message.
However, even though he couldn't understand it, he still understood the big MOM in the recipient's name.
For a mother, sending a message to her family is quite normal for someone who has been robbed and is trapped somewhere.
Having made his logical deduction, the robber relaxed considerably. He glanced at Judy's typically foreign face, which showed a look of terror, and scoffed, "Foreigner? Can you even understand Japanese?"
Judy had played this game more than once when she was still a teacher.
She shook her head and waved her hands, even shielding herself from the gun barrel, looking completely terrified. She spoke a mix of English and Japanese with a very heavy accent.
After listening to her for a few moments, the robber ignored her, assuming she hadn't understood why she hadn't handed over her phone as requested. He turned off the phone screen, threw it into the collection bag, and then turned his gun on the silent man in the baseball cap beside her.
"And you, where's your phone? Get it out now!"
The man remained squatting on the ground without uttering a sound, his expression unchanged even with a gun pointed at him.
The robbers, whose patience had long since run out, roughly grabbed his scarf and collar, yanked him off the ground, and yelled at him.
"You can't understand Japanese either?! Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"
However, after being pulled like that, the robber realized that the silent man squatting on the ground was actually quite tall. Even though he was being dragged and barely managed to stand up, he was estimated to be about 1.8 meters tall.
Not to mention, when they got close enough to look at each other, the man's right half of his face was covered in a hideous scar, with the large area of scars that looked like the blood vessels were still writhing under his skin with each breath. Combined with his intact half of his face and his indifferent eyes, the robber was speechless.
Well, if he hadn't been wearing a hood, and the two of them were standing face to face, it would be hard to say who the criminal was.
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"No! No!" Regardless of this person's identity, Judy couldn't let him be wounded simply because he angered the robbers. She quickly continued to pretend to be tongue-tied, spitting out words one by one, "He's injured, he can't speak, he can't speak—"
As she spoke, she pointed to the scar on the man's face that looked like it had only recently healed.
A person who cannot speak is not much of a threat, even if they have a cell phone.
The robber, already feeling a bit numb from his face, hurriedly let go, watching him fall back to the ground, pretending not to care, but actually quickly moving on to the next person.
Judy breathed a sigh of relief. Now she could finally openly observe the man's appearance, especially his still intact side.
Lean and sharp, with a cold gaze, it was impossible to tell whether he was indifferent to everything around him or if there was something wrong with his consciousness and memory, resulting in a lack of perception of his surroundings.
Tang Ze, who was hiding behind the greenery, couldn't hold back any longer and raised his hand to press the corner of his mouth.
Well, to be honest, Amuro Tooru's acting skills are truly top-notch. Regardless of any pre-planned plot or unexpected situations, among all the actors Karasawa has ever acted opposite, only Morofushi Kagemitsu could keep up with him, besides Amuro Tooru.
These are all top-tier actors trained under strict organizational selection, where poor acting skills could lead to death. Logically speaking, if he were to play Shuichi Akai, Amuro Tooru, with his thorough understanding and malice towards his opponent, would at least be a perfect likeness, if not a perfect one.
However, Amuro Tooru insisted on creating a character with scars, Akai, who was severely injured in an accident, had a blank expression, and never said a word.
Those who don't know him might guess that he wouldn't speak so easily in front of people like Jodie who are familiar with Shuichi Akai without the aid of a voice changer. But those who do know him, like Tang Ze, are 80% certain that he was just using this opportunity to badmouth Shuichi Akai.
He was defeated in his confrontation with Gin, barely escaped, and was disfigured and mentally damaged, unable to speak anymore.
Well, it's that meme: you think my silence is mature and profound, but actually I've been having a bout of dementia for a while.jpg
The character is incredibly immersive and vengeful; I bet Amuro Tooru will have a really satisfying time playing him.
Conan, who was crouching behind the greenery, had his eyes practically wide open.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his gaze to observe Kumail's expression.
Seeing the guy in the black trench coat with a slight smile on his lips, his hand covered by a black leather glove pressed against his mouth, looking exactly like a villain plotting something wicked, Conan felt a sense of foreboding.
When the situation doesn't involve Tang Ze, it's a question worth exploring where Kumail will stand.
In just a short time, the robbers had confiscated all the communication devices of the dozens of people in the hall.
Having completed this basic step, the robbers naturally moved on to the next step.
"Are your bank's managers here? President, manager, are you here? Stand up!"
Even if the bank's president was unwilling to step forward, the direction of the bank employees' subconscious gazes had already betrayed his presence.
The bald man, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, could only raise his hand shakily and stand up under the threat of the gun.
"Don't be afraid, we're not going to hurt you. Just put all the cash in your bank into these boxes, it's that simple, right? Just do as we say, we're very reasonable."
They placed the several metal boxes they were carrying on the counter, and the robbers tapped the boxes with the barrels of their guns, making a loud metallic clanging sound.
"Me... am I alone?" The bank manager, who hadn't done this kind of hard work in a long time, looked bewildered.
"Of course, you know best where the money is. Don't try anything funny. I know many of your counters have alarms, and I'll be keeping an eye on you."
The bank manager made a bitter face and could only walk under his escort and supervision to his workstation to retrieve his keys.
It was at this moment that the robber holding the big gun winked at his accomplice standing in the corner.
The thugs standing in the corner understood and turned to walk towards the corridor where they were hiding.
Besides the restroom at the end of the corridor, there are also a few rooms along the corridor, which are VIP rooms and office areas that are not open to the public.
Now that they're preparing to move the money and take hostages, it's necessary to check if there are any other employees hiding here.
Before Conan could react, he felt a tightness around the back of his neck and was pulled backward by the person behind him, slipping into the VIP meeting room and being squeezed behind the door.
A classic example of a blind spot in thinking: because the door was open and the interior only contained furniture and furnishings for entertaining guests, the robber stood in front of the door for a moment, glanced at it, and then quickly left.
The children hid in the women's restroom stalls, thus avoiding the robbers' inspection. Soon, after confirming that the robbers had returned to the lobby, Conan was dragged out by Tang Ze again.
"—I thought you would take a more direct approach."
Conan glanced at his slightly loose-fitting coat, his expression suggestive.
Although Goro Akechi wasn't carrying his classic suitcase today, Conan, who had seen how Gin worked, wouldn't think he was truly unarmed.
Putting aside cold weapons, he must have been hiding two guns in that coat.
Under these circumstances, when he encountered a lone robber checking the situation, given his impression of Kumail's ruthless methods, he felt he had to let this newbie experience the true strength of a criminal organization.
"I just find it troublesome." Tang Ze lowered his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "My schedule is very busy; I don't have time to waste on this kind of thing. I don't want to be disturbed by this inexplicable, stupid thief while I'm trying to get things done."
Ignoring the bizarre thought process of these people, robbing a bank in a busy downtown area is an extremely low-value choice.
In Tokyo, in a neighborhood so close to Shibuya's main street, the police response time was predictably slow.
The kidnapped person doesn't even need to call the police. Just seeing the bank, which was operating normally a moment ago, suddenly close its roller shutter, would prompt the surrounding businesses to call the police.
Furthermore, they had not prepared any backup personnel, drivers, or transportation, but instead prepared explosives, fantasizing about infiltrating the hostages to escape.
The most outrageous part is that they chose this method because they never intended to transport all the cash out of the bank. Instead, they had the branch manager transfer all the money in the branch's accounts to a designated overseas account, thus avoiding any issues related to cash transportation and disposal.
Tang Ze almost lost his temper when he thought about their thought process.
Do you really think the central bank is stupid? When people commit telecom fraud and transfer stolen funds, they do it quickly through multiple anonymous overseas accounts. How can you transfer a large amount of cash from an entire branch account overseas? Do you think banks are all idiots, and foreign exchange regulators are even more idiotic? Do you think bank presidents with the authority to move funds rely on their strong moral character to restrain themselves from transferring bank assets?
This level of maneuvering is practically highway robbery, like someone showing off their QR code to pay. Aside from having a bit more martial spirit and being better equipped with firearms, they're nowhere near as good as Ito Suehiko.
At least Ito Suehiko managed to steal some money, didn't he? It would be a miracle if you guys even managed to steal anything.
"Then why don't you try to deal with these robbers too? Although I don't know what you're planning to do, this unexpected situation must be getting you in the way." Conan blinked, seeing that he didn't deny his problem-solving abilities, trying to persuade him to lend a hand. "Handling this emergency wouldn't be a bad thing for you, right?"
Regardless, these five robbers were armed criminals who would not hesitate to fire, making them quite dangerous.
Judy, who is most likely to be able to resist, is now under the close surveillance of the robbers. Although she will certainly try to find a way to resist, the only ones who can move freely are the children, who are not able to pose a physical threat to the robbers.
However, things are different with Kumail's assistance.
Conan has already witnessed this person's combat prowess from various angles.
Five amateur robbers would find it far too difficult to outmaneuver him, a professional criminal and detective.
"Are you sure?" Tang Ze raised an eyebrow, teasingly. "If you really want me to do it, my plan is quite simple—"
As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to reach into his pocket for something.
Conan, whose forehead twitched violently, jumped up and grabbed him.
By hanging from the other person's wrist, Conan successfully stopped his movements as a counterweight, saying quickly, "No, there's no need to be so direct. I mean, we can think of a way—"
"What, you actually value the lives of robbers?" Tang Ze's eyes narrowed, revealing a slightly sinister smile. "Even knowing they have ample firepower and could potentially kill someone at any moment?"
"No, I'm not saying I cherish their lives, it's just that—we haven't figured out their situation yet, and it's not to the point of immediate execution—" Conan's eyelids twitched, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute it.
Strictly speaking, even without concealing his identity, firing a gun to stop a crime in order to protect the safety of citizens is nothing special. There may be procedural issues, but in terms of the outcome, no one would say that Goro Akechi did anything wrong.
The conflict hasn't escalated to that point yet, and those people could be subdued more gently. Looking at Kumail's aggressive demeanor, as if he were about to unleash a massacre, Conan had a subtle, indescribable feeling, as if he were encouraging Gin to kill criminals.
Well, it's not that bad, it really isn't that bad.
"Kids are such a hassle." Tang Ze, having had his fill of playing with the kids, sighed with feigned regret, pulling his hand out of his coat. "Alright, since you insist you have a better idea, tell me, what's your idea?"