They could only watch helplessly as the crowd outside the door dispersed.
Those trapped inside the bank were extremely upset.
The culprit was the man who had just spoken.
If it weren't for his random shouting, everyone could have escaped by now.
At this moment, everyone had the same thought:
Find that troublemaker who was shouting randomly and give him a good beating.
Even if they got blown up by the bomb afterward.
They had to vent their anger by beating up that son of a bitch first!
Just then, a muscular man turned around.
He stared at a man in black standing behind him.
"That voice just now seemed to come from behind me. That was you shouting, wasn't it?"
The man in black hurriedly shook his head in denial.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me!"
Things might have been fine if he hadn't spoken.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he gave himself away.
Many people around them pointed at him and said:
"It's this guy! That was his voice just now!"
"Yes, yes, it was his voice. I won't forget it."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, it was him shouting!"
"..."
Seeing that his denial was useless,
the man in black pretended to be silly: "Ah ba ah ba ah ba..."
"Still pretending to be silly? I won't stop beating you until you shit yourself! " the muscular man said, raising his fist, preparing to hit him.
In addition to him, the rest were also cracking their knuckles.
They were ready to join the muscular man in teaching this guy a lesson.
However, at that moment,
the faint sound of a police siren reached everyone's ears.
The urgent siren grew nearer and clearer, louder and louder.
Hearing the police siren,
everyone knew the police would arrive soon.
They had hope of being rescued!
After hearing the siren,
everyone unanimously chose to spare the man in black for now.
They scrambled to look out the window.
Luckily the police arrived promptly.
Otherwise that man in black would likely have suffered a severe beating.
Amidst people's anticipation and hope,
a police car with flashing lights appeared before their eyes.
Then came the second car, the third...
"Save us, uncle policemen!", everyone shouted in unison.
The police who arrived first, upon hearing the cries for help and seeing the iron bar attached to the bank door,
rushed out of the car without a word.
They pulled the iron bar off the bank door.
"It's dangerous here, get out first!", said the policeman.
Hearing that, the trapped people swarmed out.
And they didn't forget to thank the policeman on their way out.
The policemen who came later immediately evacuated all the bystanders and cordoned off the area,
afraid the bomb would injure people if it exploded.
At the same time, the bomb disposal expert had put on protective gear and entered the bank,
ready to defuse the timed bomb left by Xu Mo.
They had to observe before defusing.
The bomb disposal expert needed to determine which wire to cut to stop the bomb's timer.
No mistakes could be made in this process.
Otherwise the bomb would explode immediately.
After carefully examining the timed bomb left by Xu Mo,
the bomb disposal expert was dumbfounded.
What the hell... this wasn't a timed bomb!
At least he didn't think it was.
The wiring of timed bombs followed certain conventions.
It would never be such a chaotic mess.
There was only one possibility—the bomb was fake!
The voice of the commander of this operation came from the bomb disposal expert's earpiece:
"How is it going? Can you handle the bomb?"
"This isn't a timed bomb at all.", said the bomb disposal expert. "It's fake."
The commander was slightly surprised:
"Fake? Are you sure?"
Hearing this,
the bomb disposal expert felt a little uneasy.
"Of course, I'm a professional. This is definitely fake... But just in case, I'll take it apart and bring it out for you to see."
Bomb disposal experts were all professionals, after all.
And this one was extremely professional.
Take this bomb disposal expert for example.
He had never failed even once since he started working.
This could be seen from the fact that he was still executing missions.
Since he had determined that the timed bomb was fake,
the bomb disposal expert disassembled it in no time.
As he had guessed, the timed bomb turned out to be fake.
The outer shell with wires and timer on the box were just props to frighten people.
Although trying to fool professionals like him with this thing was a bit unrealistic,
it was very easy to trick ordinary people. After all, ordinary people had never seen real bombs.
Opening the outer shell used for deceiving people,
there were two things inside.
A brick added for weight
and a very cheap electronic alarm clock.
"I've disassembled it. It's indeed not a bomb. I'm coming out now.", said the bomb disposal expert. Then carrying the brick in his left hand and the black shell with the alarm clock in his right hand, he turned around and left the bank.
It was a false alarm.
Everyone involved in the operation heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.
It was good that it wasn't a real bomb!
It seemed Director Wang was overly worried this time.
At first, because Xu Mo robbed the bank so skillfully, Director Wang thought he might be a habitual offender.
He even thought Xu Mo might be a fake name.
Xu Mo's real name was very likely Zhang San.
Zhang San the desperado!
What he left behind could very well be a real bomb.
Just in case, the bomb disposal expert was brought along.
But now it seemed
Director Wang's speculation was incorrect. Xu Mo was not a desperado.
At least the bomb he left behind was fake.
It was estimated that he only left the bomb to delay the police.
......
At this time, the tycoon who wanted to test the bank's security happened to be watching the livestream.
As mentioned before,
his original intention was to test the bank's security through Xu Mo.
If any loopholes were discovered during this test, improvements could still be made
to prevent real criminals from successfully robbing the bank in the future.
But what he didn't expect was
that he was very shocked by the test results.
In front of Xu Mo, the bank had no security at all!
It was full of loopholes!
Xu Mo took advantage of every possible loophole.
In the end, he even successfully stole 70 kilograms of gold bars worth over 26 million yuan from the bank.
And carried them openly out of the bank on a cart.
When Xu Mo entered the bank,
he only carried a bag. But when he came out,
he was pushing a cart full of gold bars.
Oh, and he stole a car on his way out.
He started out alone with just a bag, and got all his equipment by robbing.
......
Outside the bank.
Twenty minutes had passed since Xu Mo left the timed bomb.
The electronic alarm clock held by the bomb disposal expert suddenly rang.
The familiar melody was Canon in D...
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