With the target in mind, the entire command center became busy. Phone calls came one after another, computer monitors jumped one after another, and all the information pointed to the entire aviation industry in Los Angeles.
Whether it's a normal airport, a helicopter, or a seaplane that no one has ever thought of.
If the early stage of the program was a confrontation between prisoners and hunters, then starting from Bifang's hole-in-one and leaving the hero's name on the wall, everyone's blood pressure was high.
They all held their breath.
The place must be found!
"There are not enough field staff, we need more manpower!"
"But there are only thirty-five of us, what should we do?"
"The command center will allocate another twenty technicians, leaving ten technicians to monitor and report on the situation. The rest will follow me tomorrow!"
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Robert put his hands on the table and looked at everyone from top to bottom, "Let's finish the last piece of the puzzle!"
...
A black SUV parked behind a bank door that looked like a small villa.
Yao Jun, who was in the passenger seat, poked his head around: "Is this right here?"
Bi Fang glanced at the road sign and house number next to him, nodded, and without turning off the car, he grabbed a backpack from behind and asked, "Are you ready?"
To be honest, this is the first time Bi Fang and Yao Jun have entered a bank in many days.
In a place like a bank, surveillance is everywhere. You cannot avoid taking away 250,000 ugly gold no matter what. You must make a quick decision and leave before the hunter reacts.
"Wait." Yao Jun took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and nodded, "You're ready, come on!"
"rush!"
Pushing open the car door, the two rushed into the bank, with the photographer chasing after them with a camera.
After rushing into the bank, the area seemed to have been cleared, and the only person was the waiter at the counter. There was no doubt that the program team had arranged everything.
"Hello, I am Bi Fang and he is Yao Jun. Let's withdraw money."
"At the corner, counter 126."
The teller didn't ask anything and pushed out a key with a smile.
"At the corner, counter 126, okay, thank you."
The two took the keys and ran to the corner and opened the door. They saw a very conspicuous huge cabinet with a number on the front of each cabinet.
"No. 126...No. 126, found, here!"
Yao Jun pointed to one of the cabinets, took the key from Bi Fang, and opened the container.
The two of them worked together to pull out the cabinet, like pulling out a basket of ripe steamed rice from a steamer.
"It's so heavy." Yao Jun carried the cabinet and put it on the table next to him. After seeing what was inside, he exclaimed, "Good guy, they are all twenty-dollar bills!"
Bi Fang twitched the corner of his mouth, two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, all in twenty notes, equivalent to 125 wads of ten thousand yuan!
Although a twenty-dollar bill is much smaller than a hundred-denomination RMB, 125 stacks is not a small amount, and the pile is more than one meter long.
These days, they have been spending dozens and hundreds of dollars, and suddenly seeing so much money, the two of them really had the illusion of "getting rich."
"Hurry up and hold on to your pockets!"
Putting the bag into Yao Jun's arms, the two quickly started making money.
Feeling the backpack in his hands becoming little by little, Yao Jun smiled and said: "I feel like robbing a bank now."
"Walk!"
After stuffing his backpack and restoring the cabinet to its original state, Bi Fang handed back the keys, handed over a wad of banknotes, and made a two-finger salute while stepping back, "Thank you, and I wish you have a wonderful day like us."
The teller put his hands together in front of him and lowered his head slightly: "I would like to lend you some kind words."
...
"Theresa, we found it! At Fiscoffee Avenue, Federal Credit Union! They withdrew a quarter of a million dollars!"
Teresa shouted: "Fiscoffee Avenue, Federal Credit Union! Received $200,000!"
"Addresses, give me addresses, all nearby airports, water, and helipads!"
"Just to ask......"
"Did you take a picture of their license plate?"
"We are tracking, found, they are going to... wait, they are going to the city center!"
"Downtown? Which downtown?"
"Downtown Los Angeles, which downtown Los Angeles has the Commonwealth Bank Building!"
"Is there an airport there?"
"No, sir, it seems not, but many buildings over there have helipads. Are they going to leave by helicopter?"
Satellite city centers may have airports, but downtown Los Angeles definitely doesn’t!
The closest airport to downtown Los Angeles is Los Angeles International Airport, but it is also located 24 kilometers southwest of downtown Los Angeles!
"Are they really going to take a helicopter? But what happened to the chartered seaplane?"
"Hell, it might be a coincidence. Don't worry so much, catch up with them and dispatch helicopters! All drones will fly too!"
...
"I don't know if that seaplane is useful."
Bi Fang drove the car and passed one car after another, like a black lightning.
"I'm sure they'll be blown away!"
Yao Jun opened the car window as low as possible and laughed.
At this point, it doesn't matter whether we change cars or not, everyone is racing against time to get to their destination.
I am afraid that no one in the Hunter Group would have guessed that the plane Bi Fang chose was neither a passenger plane at the airport, nor a helicopter on the top of the building, nor a temporarily rented seaplane on the Los Angeles River!
There are many earthquakes in Los Angeles. The number of high-rise buildings here is far less than that of some ordinary urban areas, and therefore they are extremely scattered. As long as you go to one of them, it will be difficult to get to the other one in a short time.
Bi Fang and Yao Jun's real target is the second tallest building in Los Angeles, the EHRON Building!
Through the car window, I looked at the gray skyline of Los Angeles.
Bi Fang's eyesight was excellent. He clearly saw the small black dots flying in the sky in the distance. Are they hunters?
Slow down.
The helicopter did not approach. After a moment, it stopped at the tallest building in Los Angeles, the Federal Bank Building, 310 meters.
"They're coming this way!"
"Really a bank building?"
"No, they stopped, they entered the Ehon Building!"
"Aihong Building? Does Aihong Building have a helipad?"
"No, it seems not. You can't park a helicopter up there at all!"
"What the hell are they going to do!?"
"Wait...Sir, I think I saw..." Phillips put down the telescope and was dumbfounded. Robert's roar, who was still in the Los Angeles River, came from the earphones.
"What did you see? Talk back, Sergeant!"
"Glider, I saw a glider!" Phillips stood on the top floor of the bank building, jumping and waving, "Hell, they are preparing to leave in a glider!"
Who says a glider is not an airplane!
Hundreds of meters away, a small shadow fell from the top of the Ehon Building. Like a free bird, it fell straight down, and then miraculously flew up at a certain moment, rushing towards the vast skyline.
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"it's over."
The footage from the drone was transmitted to his mobile phone, and Robert took off his headphones.
As long as the opponent gets on the "plane", the arrest is over, even if they can use a helicopter to force him to take off and land.
On the avenue, all the cars lowered their windows and stopped in place. They leaned out and stared at the glider in the sky.
The newspaper was blown by the wind and stuck to the trash can. A passerby bent down to pick it up, only to find that everyone around him was looking up at the sky.
On the avenue in front of the Ehon Building, Sean, who had been notified to arrive, saw the glider that had fallen from high altitude and successfully took off. He roared with excitement, took off his cap and waved it, laughing.
"Friends, you succeeded! Friends!"
The people on the edge stayed away from the homeless man and watched him yelling like crazy, but then they were surprised to find that the glider did not leave, but hovered in the sky, seeming to have really noticed the homeless man.
"Sean, pick it up!"
Mohu's voice spread from high in the sky, and then a small bag was dropped.
Sean didn't know why, so he hurriedly stepped forward to grab it, but missed it. The bag fell to the ground and opened a corner.
Passers-by's breathing suddenly became heavier. What did they see?
money!
That’s definitely a bag of money!
At least thirty thousand dollars!
Sean was sweating on his forehead and was at a loss for a moment. He looked at the wolf-like eyes of the people around him and didn't know what to do.
"Sorry, the bag belongs to this gentleman."
A policeman came to Sean, straightened out his bulging pocket, turned everyone's attention away, then raised his hat and smiled at Sean.
"You are Mr. Sean. Someone just called me and said that someone might want to rob a Mr. Sean's money bag in front of the Aihong Building. I originally thought it was a prank."
The police did think it was a prank at first, but then the stealth tracking program crew showed up and told everything.
There must be a camera facing him now. The policeman glanced around with his peripheral vision, showing his best side, and continued: "By the way, that gentleman also left a message."
"What are you talking about?" Sean, who was picking up money, was stunned.
The policeman pinched his throat and imitated the tone:
"Thank you for your help, and I hope you never give up."