Just three minutes later, Edwin Antonio arrived at the original site of the Craig Building.
The reason why it is said to be the original site is because there is no trace of this classical revival building here. Only ruins are left, with a large amount of rubble and steel bars piled here.
"We have checked inside the vault, and everything they have taken away has been burned. Including all the inventory we have here, there are also a large number of small-denomination banknotes of 20 gold shields and 10 gold shields."
The one who reports to Antonio is a "Blood Brooch". But in addition, this man's tie clip is also red, which is the beauty of Blood Hand Party cadres.
"Except for the bank employees and ordinary citizens who were involved and were released from the barrier midway, no one from our combat team deployed here survived."
At this time, Edwin Antonio's aura was not only gloomy, but the temperature around him had dropped to freezing point, making several attendants around him shudder.
"Since there are survivors, do you know who did it?"
"It's a pity that they all have their faces covered. These people know nothing about the origins of the robbers-"
Before the 'bloody brooch' could finish speaking, he was hit hard with a 'pop' on the right side of his face.
The huge force made the man unsteady. When he regained his footing, he immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction: "Hey! Antonio, you can't blame me for this. My people were chasing that man two blocks away.
A few troublesome and murderous rats, this is your order, isn't it? You said you can't let them escape. And this Craig Community Bank, Antonio, you usually hold it tightly and don't let us touch it. Why?
?Now it’s my fault if something goes wrong?”
"But my bank is on your Frank's territory. If I didn't want you to take care of it, why would I give you an extra 500,000 gold shields every month when I divide the accounts? 6 million a year, this money is all
That’s enough to hire five or six outlaws, isn’t it?”
Antonio hit the man on the chest with his cane aggressively, until he saw that the latter was forced to take a few steps back and became silent, then he asked the people around him: "Estimate how much we lost?"
"A conservative estimate is at least 180 million gold shields, including gold bricks worth 45 million gold shields and 63 million gold shields in cash. About 20 million of them are bank cash on hand, and the rest is our money. But the specific amount, we
We still need to check the accounts. In addition, there are goods worth more than 50 million gold shields."
Cajelen replied with a pale face: "In addition, there is this building, although it is in the eastern suburbs, it is worth up to 20 million, and we have seven stores here."
"So these damn guys destroyed nearly a fifth of my assets, AH?"
Before Antonio could get angry, he saw another person hurriedly running over: "BOSS, Mr. Aonzo has sent word that they have lost track of their target. Not only were all the locomotives destroyed, but twelve people were also killed and injured. Lisa Xie
Both Mr. Aonzo and Aonzo suggest to you that if you don’t have more than six combat groups, it’s best not to pursue rashly. In addition, Mr. Aonzo said that he recognized one of the robbers, Howard.
·Eisenhower, a seventeenth-level marksman."
"Eye in the Sky?"
Antonio's pupils shrank, and then he turned to look at Cajelen: "Can you find these bastards in the shortest possible time?"
"BOSS, I will do it in the shortest time."
Cajelen straightened his back: "In fact, I have contacted the Ghost Warsong Hunting Group and the Demon Wolf Fenrir Hunting Group in the Dark World, asking them to help blockade the ghost city to ensure that their three armored vehicles cannot enter the ghost city.
city."
"It seems that I am destined to pay a fortune, right? But if they can really do it, I will be very happy even if I give them 30 million gold shields. Also, Howard Eisenhower is wanted throughout the city, and I am personally offering a reward.
8 million gold shields, no matter where he is hiding, find him out for me——"
When Antonio said this, he suddenly paused. He found that a new police car was slowly driving into the scene. Then a middle-aged man with the title of Inspector on his shoulder got out of the car. Next to him, there was a man in a uniform.
A young man in plain clothes with a strong build.
Antonio recognized these two people, one was Obadiah York, the deputy chief of the East District Police Department in Atlanta, and Colin Damon, the leader of the East District Police Major Crime Unit who had just been reassigned.
He frowned, then strode forward to greet him: "Deputy Director York, Mr. Damon, I think you two are late."
"Not necessarily, it's been less than fifteen minutes since the incident occurred. Our police officers have already arrived at the scene, haven't they?"
Obadiah York responded disapprovingly: "How is the situation? Mr. Antonio, you came earlier than us, so you should already understand the situation, right?"
"The loss reached at least 90 million! In addition to the collapsed building in front of you, my Craig Community Bank had more than 50 million gold shields in gold bullion and cash stolen. But what is even more sad is that this time someone
At least sixty innocent citizens were killed."
Antonio spread his hands with a look of sorrow and helplessness on his face: "This is a sensational robbery! Unheard of in Atlanta in the decades after World War II. To be honest, I am very disappointed in your police department."
York and Damon couldn't help but look at each other, and the latter looked calm: "I will try my best to investigate this robbery, and also ask the community bank to provide you with the help you can."
After he finished speaking, he walked directly towards the ruins. Obadiah York stayed where he was. His eyes were also filled with chills: "Mr. Antonio, your accusations are unfounded, irresponsible and unfair.
The shame of our East District Police Department! The public security in the East District of Atlanta has always been very good. Thanks to the efforts of many colleagues in the East District, it has been calm for more than ten years. In these ten years, there has never been a major homicide, except today
! Do you need me to remind you of your identity? Mr. Antonio? Today’s cases are all related to your Blood Hand Party? "
Antonio couldn't help but frowned: "Deputy Chief York, I don't understand what you are talking about. Isn't it the obligation of your police department to protect the personal safety and property of citizens?"
"Indeed, that's why we rushed here to do our part, but that doesn't mean you can accuse us."
The corners of Obadiah York's lips raised slightly, but there was no smile at all. Instead, he was full of coldness: "Mr. Antonio, I don't know who you have provoked, and I don't care. Anyway, please end this as soon as possible."
Everything. This is not only the intention of our chief, Mr. Yves Ryder, but also the consensus between me and many colleagues in the Eastern District Police Department."
Antonio couldn't help but stop, frowning and looking at the back of the deputy director who was also walking towards the ruins.
He felt that there was something wrong with this person's attitude, not like a public servant who took two million gold shields from him every year.
Speaking of which, when the previous Chief of the East District Police Station, Eve Ryder, communicated with him, his attitude was not as enthusiastic as before.
He initially thought it was because of the upcoming city council election, but now it seems that it's not just that simple.
Antonio immediately turned sideways and turned to Cajelen: "Check what the reason is. Did the Naison Sports Group do something?"
There was already a hint of gloom in his mind. Dwight Payton of Naison Sports Group was a rare strongman in the business world, and he had known this for a long time.
But Cressy Jacks, who is standing behind him, is also at the top of the city of Atlanta. He is not only the speaker of the city council of Atlanta, but also the whip of the Atlanta branch of the Conservative Party. He is an extremely important figure for the conservative party in Georgia.
A high-rise.
How could such a powerful man not be able to withstand even one round in front of Dwight Payton?