Chapter 228 Plan Execution After solving the breakfast problem, Zhang Ailun began to prepare manpower and arrange formal tasks. We got two vans from the human traffickers yesterday. One was left for the kidnapped victims, and the other two were left at the mountain camp as trophies. After the tires are repaired, they can be used as driving vehicles for this mission. After all, it was a bank robbery, so we couldn't use a Los Angeles licensed escort vehicle or a private car, right? That would expose the truth. Anyway, these two cars are not worth much and can be destroyed or discarded after use. The characters involved are the bank clerk, the gangster Old Jack, his deputy and pilot Bailey, and the hacker Blitz. This time, the chief leader did not act as a professional driver, but directly participated in the official front-line mission. He was responsible for cooperating with Old Jack to deal with the bank vault and the five million dollars inside. After all, with so much money, it would be impossible to take it away in a short time without enough people. Having too many people won’t work either. Five million dollars may seem like a lot, but the actual profit and dividend won’t be that much. So after careful consideration, the chief leader chose the same team configuration as last time and assigned tasks to Sig. After all, he already had experience. Sent a message to Sig, asking him to drive to Palm Valley to gather, informing him that there was an important task to be done, and gave a detailed description of the errand activity. Sig: Am I the only one who knows about such a big thing?
Zhang Ailun: You didn't have time to help us deal with the Heaven's Gate issue yesterday, so of course you didn't know the news. Haven't I already arranged a task for you? Sig: I'm leaving now! After arranging the personnel and tasks, Zhang Ailun asked the Beggar Gang disciples to stay in the mountain camp for supervision. He took Blitz, Old Jack and Bailey in the same car, drove away from the mountain camp and headed for Palm Valley. Old Jack also contacted some of his distant cousins and their daughters during the conversation. Blitz added the contacts in the background and connected them to the microphone. "Hey! Abby, what's the situation over there? Remember to report it to us as soon as possible. It may not be of much help, but at least it can let us know the movements of the police chief and those police officers." Old Jack drove his vehicle behind the taillights of the leader's car while communicating through the headset. "The party hasn't started yet. We are preparing to go to the appointment. My daughter is still choosing an exquisite dress, but I guess most people don't know the inside story of this party. Even if someone knows some inside information, they will not reveal it." Zhang Ailun put on the headset and heard a mature and calm woman's voice. There is no doubt that this girl with a slightly lazy style has the charm of a mature woman, and has the experience of playing with ducks in nightclubs and seeing through the world. She is obviously old Jack's distant cousin! "Only the rich people care so much. Those who are invited to the party are either rich, powerful, or influential. Ordinary people are not qualified to participate. Almost every one of them has something on others. Even if you want to gossip, you have to consider whether it will offend people in the circle. You have to be cautious." Old Jack said disdainfully. He sneered at the so-called upper class. Of course, there are also some selfish motives and emotions at work, such as sour grapes. "Will you give me a share of the profits, dear cousin?" Mrs. Abby Washington smiled and said, "In order to help you with this matter, I specially made an appointment with Mr. Bute, the red wine tycoon in Palm Valley, so I got two tickets as a dance partner." "I'll make it up to you." Old Jack rubbed his nose. "You can only use your mouth to talk. Can you use it to satisfy me? Then your wife will suffer! No wonder the relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious after marriage." Mrs. Abby asked dissatisfiedly. Zhang Ailun was shocked. He didn't expect her to be so bold. Blitz, who was sitting next to him, was also a little embarrassed. All we can say is, like daughter, like mother. Old Jack, however, was calm and said, "Forget it. I have a family. We are both old. You are my distant cousin." "If we hadn't met by chance in that bar through your drunken accomplice, who would know whose cousin you were? But thanks to your help, I was able to successfully marry my husband." "Please treat me to a meal after this is done." Mrs. Abby has a forthright personality and is very talkative. She does not hide anything at all and directly reveals past secrets and bits and pieces of information. As you can imagine, the relationship between these young men and women was full of passion and stories! It is not as simple as imagined.
Zhang Ailun was also a little surprised. Old Jack was really good at hiding things. "I don't have that much money. Maybe you can ask my boss. See how much dividend he is willing to give me this time? I guess he is so generous, it will definitely not be less than 30%, right? Boss?" Old Jack joked humorously: "When I get the money, I will definitely treat you to a big meal. Remember to dress up nicely then." "You're waiting for me here?" The leader immediately saw through his roundabout ways and said, "You old scheming boy, do you think this will get the leader to give you a raise?" He said calmly: "Whether you can get 30% of the dividends depends on your ability." "Hello, Mr. Jin, I have long wanted to meet you through my daughter. I heard from her that you are such a great young man." When Mrs. Abby heard the chief's voice, she immediately changed her target and said with a smile: "I hope I can invite you to my home as a guest." "There will be a chance, ma'am." For a moment, the chief leader didn't know how to face this single divorced lady. You can't just answer, your daughter is not bad, right? The journey was smooth, and we chatted and laughed with each other in a relaxed atmosphere. From the atmosphere, it didn't seem like we were going to rob a bank in Palmdale, but rather like we were going on a trip. It took some time to get to the city. Mrs. Abby was also ready and started to go out. "We are going to the party now. We should be able to arrive at the Ocean Hotel on the outer ring road in ten minutes." "The timing is just right." Old Jack drove into the city of Palmdale. Zhang Ailun was driving the car, looking at the route planned by Blitz, driving step by step, shuttling through the streets and alleys, reasonably avoiding traffic lights and cameras, and finally stopped in the alley behind the bank. "Ok, now we just need to wait patiently for the prey to take the bait! How long will it take for your people to come over, the big guy from last time?" Old Jack was in a relaxed state. He lowered the car window and looked at the green iron gate of the bank opposite. The closer he got to the critical moment, the more relaxed and at ease he became. I can only say that he is worthy of being a gangster, and his mental state is not what a normal person can have. "Are you talking about Sig? He should be here soon." Zhang Ailun took out his cell phone and checked the location sharing. Sig had driven to the suburbs of Palmdale and passed by the black tire shop he had visited last time. The speed was not slow either, and they would arrive in another ten minutes. While waiting, the chief leader began to repeat the plan to a few people. The bank's back door was a crucial link because the vault manager had an appointment to be kidnapped by them while inspecting the power facilities. In the bank's architectural design drawings, the bank's back door is also marked as a passage for employees to escape in the event of an emergency, such as fire, earthquake, robbery or other unexpected events. It is also where the computer room and the bank's important power supply facilities are located. But this time they are going to use the violent 'backdoor'! Go in and out of the bank vault, enter from the back door, and exit from the back door. According to the planned steps, the front door needs to be supervised by someone, and then it will be locked from the inside, so that even if there is a big commotion inside the bank, it will not affect passers-by. Except for a few unlucky 'NPC' customers who are making deposits and withdrawals at the bank. After all, the real VIP customers had already withdrawn their deposits, and the rest who were unable to handle their business or whose business was stuck were middle-class families and retail investors, and the impact on them is insignificant. If Wells Fargo wants to successfully overcome this difficulty, it is obviously these retail investors that are targeted! But their deposits are only temporarily unavailable for withdrawal, and their accounts are not really closed and cleared of all funds. After all, Wells Fargo is only at risk of a default, and it has not actually gone bankrupt, so it doesn't dare to make a big fuss. Unless the bank really does not want to continue operating, it will certainly not dare to use all of the customers’ money to settle the accounts. Otherwise, by then it will not be the CSRC that comes, but the FBI! Wells Fargo's current situation is just a bit difficult, and it needs some time to raise funds. After the risk is over and the major shareholder brings the money back, the bank will of course have money for customers to continue to deposit and withdraw money. The bank will gradually open some appointment-based withdrawal services, provide interest rate benefits to customers, and do some crazy media public relations to hype it up, so that wealthy celebrities or stars will deposit money in this bank. Many people will see that so-and-so has deposited money here, and they think it should be okay for them to deposit money there too, since the interest rate is so high anyway! In this way, in order to get a small profit with high interest rates, customers will be reluctant to withdraw their money.
At that time, bank employees will sell them slightly risky financial products, calling them old customer benefits. If only one out of ten people is greedy, they will be severely beaten by the black-hearted capitalism! From being a leek, to being a frog in boiling water. The reason why the poor are poor is because they have never escaped the trap set by the rich. But this has nothing to do with the chief leader. He didn't put his savings in the bank to earn interest, and he didn't take money from others to help them get rid of disasters. He just did his job conscientiously. Not long after, Sig called the chief and joined the channel. "I've arrived in Palmdale and am now at the Garden Plaza. I found a parking lot nearby and parked my car. Wtf, the economic development here is obviously better than that of Los Angeles, but the parking fee is $6 an hour! Bullshit!" Sig complained about the environment. "6 dollars makes you so angry? We are doing a multi-million dollar business! Come here quickly, and remember to take a detour to the alley to avoid the roadside cameras." Zhang Ailun said. Blitzcrank also thoughtfully planned a route for him. "Ok, I'll be there soon!" Sig took a look at the route planning of location sharing and immediately left the parking lot with his bag. After walking for a few minutes, I walked around a free park and finally climbed over the wall to the alley behind the Wells Fargo Bank. "It's almost time. Our friends should be showing up soon! Guys, get ready for a quick fight! We only have less than fifteen minutes or even less!" Old Jack glanced at the time. It was already 9:05. The bank had officially opened for business and the employees had all clocked in for work. There were also many people queuing up at the front door and walking into the bank one after another, and their request was still to withdraw money! But the bank boss doesn’t have any surplus food. All the money was taken away by the damn major shareholder, how could I possibly give them the money? Zhang Allen also got out of the car and asked Bailey to disguise himself and go to the front door to enter the bank. He took out the handbag from the trunk and threw it to Sig, then put on the same mask as the gangster and gave Blitz an OK sign. Blitz immediately began to decipher the host of the bank's camera. Bailey also wore a mask, a baseball cap, and a thick windbreaker, and walked directly into the front door of Wells Fargo Bank. The bank's network was quickly and easily taken over. Blitz used a Trojan virus to shut down all the bank's computers and cameras. The staff was stunned when they saw this scene. Why did the screen turn into a snow screen? How many years have they not seen this thing? Hurry and contact the bank supervisor. Bailey sat next to the door, looking down at his phone, looking as if it had nothing to do with him. Soon the bank's vault manager came down from upstairs, asked about the situation, checked the computer that had stopped working, and immediately said confidently: "It's okay, it's just a problem with the signal box, I'll call someone to fix it. Help me get the tool box, I'll go check in the back first." The bank staff did not question the supervisor's words and quickly fetched the toolbox and asked caringly, "Supervisor, do you need our help?" "No need, just continue to comfort the guests. Believe me, everything will be back to normal soon!" The supervisor was like an old general on the stage, with flags all over his body. He walked to the back passage corridor with a toolbox, took out the key, unlocked the security door from the inside, and pushed open the green door. As soon as I went out, I saw several masked gangsters with handbags on their backs blocking the door. The black muzzle of the gun was directly against his forehead. "Oh my God!!" The vault manager was shocked. Even though he was mentally prepared, he did not expect them to be so fierce and directly put the loaded gun to his head. What if it accidentally went off? "Hey! Search it and it's ruined!" Old Jack, wearing a green-faced monster mask, came over, grabbed the vault manager by the collar, and pushed him against the door with a bang. He dragged him out with great force and threw him to the ground. Laughing: "If I never see you again, I wish you good morning, good afternoon and good night!!"
Put the gun in his face. "This is Jim Carrey's line in The Truman Show. Do you like it, sir?" "I probably won't like it too much..." The vault manager bared his teeth, his hands were rubbed raw, and he whispered, "Hey! I am a person of status after all, we are all family, and there are no cameras here, so you don't have to treat me like this, right?" "What did you say? I didn't hear you!" Old Jack sneered. He kicked him directly, and then used a steam hammer to hit the electric box next to him twice, with steel balls flying everywhere and gravel splashing. "Get down quickly! Man, the carnival has begun! Wuhu!!!" The bullet just grazed his scalp and the vault manager was so scared that he peed his pants. I couldn't help but yell, "Mad man! Fxxk! You are a lunatic! Are you going to kill me?" Zhang Ailun and Xige looked at each other. Damn, this old man is indeed a gangster with great acting skills. Look at his professionalism! He made it seem like the real thing! The dogs passing by would be slapped twice when they see old Jack now. Who can tell the difference? (End of this chapter)