Ai Liang first went to the courier station and asked the people at the courier station to help him deliver his luggage.
Ai Liang spent the entire afternoon packing her luggage, cleaning the house, and checking what daily necessities she needed.
Before coming, Ai Liang booked a room in the hotel for a whole week just in case.
He did not return the house after renting it. He did not intend to move in immediately until all the daily necessities in the house were ready.
A bed with nothing on it and a narrow sofa are not as comfortable as a big hotel bed.
After finishing working around the house, Ai Liang took a taxi back to the hotel.
Ai Liang used his mobile phone to inform a few friends that he had found a place to stay, then he looked at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes.
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The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.
Ai Liang's trip today is to go to Communications Bank in Qianhua City to apply for a bank card.
Because the scholarships of Qianhua Experimental Middle School are uniformly transferred to the students' bank cards, and the bank cards must be from a communication bank that cooperates with the school.
After all, the scholarship amount of Qianhua Experimental Middle School is quite large, and there will definitely be a fixed bank for transfer.
Otherwise, if there are dozens of students, you are from the postal service and he is from the commercial service, it will be very troublesome for the school to transfer money. This is the same as applying for a salary card when working in a factory.
Although the school can handle all the procedures for students after the semester starts, students' citizen cards will still be collected at that time.
Ai Liang found it troublesome, so he planned to handle it himself in advance.
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Twenty minutes later, Ai Liang arrived at Communications Bank.
There are not many people in the bank, and there are only about ten people still queuing in the lobby.
After Ai Liang explained his intention to the lobby manager, the female manager, who had just turned 30, enthusiastically led him to an automatic card processing machine.
Next to Ai Liang, there was another student who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. Like him, he was also here to apply for a card.
However, there seems to be something wrong with his machine, and the screen doesn't respond no matter how I click on it.
"Auntie, why doesn't this machine stop moving?"
The student asked the lobby manager for help.
The female manager, who was wearing a business suit and light makeup, her expression darkened when she heard his call.
Her good professionalism allowed her to maintain her smile.
She returned the page to its original state without changing her expression, which directly resulted in all the identity information she had just filled in for a long time being wasted.
The student was stunned for a moment, then said with a slumped face: "Thank you, Auntie."
Gaba.
The lobby manager took a long breath and couldn't help but twitch his brows.
Her fist immediately hardened, and a slight snapping sound came from her fingers.
"Sister, my application information has been filled in, can you help me fingerprint it?"
With the cannon fodder next to him as an example, anyone who is not stupid will know how to talk to this menopausal manager.
Ai Liang gave up half of his body so that this person could take his fingerprints.
The manager who was sulking one second and looked like a female ghost in a third-level ghost movie, the next second when facing Ai Liang, he had turned into a Xiaojiabiyu.
No wonder women are said to be born actors. The speed with which they can change their faces is unmatched by veteran actors in Sichuan Opera.
Ai Liang successfully obtained the bank card, but when he was about to leave, something unexpected happened.
Outside the bank, three masked men got out of an off-road vehicle with its license plate covered, one of whom was carrying a travel bag.
They wore masks, long-sleeved solid black tight hoodies, black sweatpants and black flat sneakers on a hot day, with leather gloves on their hands and circles of tape wrapped around their wrists.
On the steps to enter, their hands reached to their waists in unison.
Ai Liang felt that something was not good.
Sure enough, the next moment the three masked men rushed in.
boom!
"Everyone get down! Hold your heads with your hands!" The leading masked man fired a shot at the ceiling.
At this moment, Ai Liang couldn't help but secretly take out his phone and look at the date. He felt as if he had returned to Nevada City ten years ago.
Three masked men, one at the door, one in the lobby, and one rushed toward the iron door leading to the front desk. He kicked open the ajar door, entered the front desk, and hijacked the front desk staff.
The three of them have a clear division of labor and are well-trained.
People in the hall first screamed, and then began to flee in panic.
Someone tried to escape from the bank, but was stopped by a masked man guarding the door and punched him in the head.
"Back off! Hold your head with your hands and squat down! If you want to die, I won't mind letting you do it!"
The masked man at the door shouted with a gun, slowly forcing the crowd back.
These three men acted mercilessly and spread fear wantonly.
A staff member at the front desk was leaning against the wall with his hands covered with blood, covering his nose, while another staff member next to him was busy putting money into his travel bag.
The robber who entered the counter stood aside and talked to the person holding the money: "I won't let you open the safe because I know you don't have the authority. You just need to help me load all the cash at the front desk, OK.
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The robber's tone was very calm. Compared with when he just beat up another staff member, his attitude was completely different.
This is a method used by habitual robbers.
They generally do not threaten, yell, or use physical violence against their assistants, but instead calmly and even calmly allow their assistants to listen to their orders.
This is a live study of Stockholm.
The masked man in charge of crowd control in the lobby walked up to Ai Liang with a gun, pointed the gun at the lobby manager and asked: "What time is the timer for the safety door to be locked?"
The lobby manager was trembling with fear at this time. She said tremblingly: "Five...five minutes..."
Snapped!
He slapped the manager in the face, and traces of blood oozed from the corners of the manager's mouth.
The masked man sneered and said in her ear: "Be honest! I know it's three minutes!"
The masked man deliberately asked a question that he knew the answer to. He did this to see if the bank staff was prepared to obey.
Obviously this result did not satisfy him.
"The police have received the news, hurry up!" the masked man said.
Ai Liang heard the faint communication sound from the masked man's headset.
At this time, the masked man suddenly grabbed the student next to Ai Liang, put his arm around his neck, and put the pistol against his head.
"Second brother, hurry up! Take someone with you and leave!"
The leading masked man yelled into the headset.
After that, the masked man guarding the door took out two bottles of powerful disinfectant from his arms and swayed them in the hall.
There seemed to be something like chili pepper added to the disinfectant water. After the liquid evaporated, it gave off a pungent smell. Several people in the hall couldn't help but sneeze because of the irritation.
The masked man inside the counter was doing the same thing.
After spraying the disinfectant, the masked man rushed out together with the masked man guarding the door.
The masked man called Lao San at the counter had just finished loading the money. He quickly rushed out of the front desk, but was stunned for a moment when he passed the automatic card application machine.
"Damn it." The third child cursed secretly.
Like the masked man who took the lead just now, he also used the same method to control Ai Liang.
But the moment she stood up, Ai Liang took advantage of the masked man not paying attention and took her mobile phone from the lobby manager's pocket and gave her a look.
Ai Liang's mood was very complicated at this time.
In the past, he was the only one who hijacked others, but this was the first time he was hijacked by others.
Could it be that Qianhuashi and I are naturally at odds?
Ai Liang, who was stuffed into the back seat, thought in his heart.