Chapter 312: Back to the Old Trade

PS: Sorry.

At this moment, seeing Ma Ma Zhaodi's face, student Clyde Madong suddenly recalled that distant afternoon during the last bank robbery when the other party helped him pack the money.

"What a coincidence," Clyde said, seeing an old acquaintance, a brilliant smile inevitably appearing on his face: "You were there when we robbed the bank last time, and you're here when we rob the bank this time—are you working at the bank?"

"Can't I just be very rich?"

While talking, Ma Ma Zhaodi threw his whole body at Clyde; however, the other party was quite alert. Just as Ma Ma Zhaodi was about to break through the strong wind and reach his side, Clyde directly intensified the wind force.

Whoosh—whoosh—

Amidst flying sand and rolling stones, a powerful micro-tornado formed around Clyde, while Ma Ma Zhaodi's figure stumbled and swayed—at this moment, he was indeed mere flesh and blood, unable to rely on physical prowess to directly break through the tornado.

Boom!

Seeing Ma Ma Zhaodi's figure fly directly out, crash into the counter nearby, and then collapse unconscious on the ground, Clyde couldn't help but let out a disdainful snicker.

"I thought this guy was like me."

He turned his head away, no longer looking at the fallen Ma Ma Zhaodi, and instead focused his attention on the money.

"The gun didn't work, and I couldn't get close enough for hand-to-hand combat, so I have to spend some money."

Ma Ma Zhaodi, feigning unconsciousness on the ground, sighed. Handling one Clyde was easy, but if he didn't want Reverse Flash to notice, he had to choose a more covert plan.

According to the original plan, if he could sneak up on Clyde while the latter wasn't paying attention, he could knock the other party down immediately—but after the plane crash and the loss of his brother, the other party seemed to have become much steadier, consciously making up for his flaws.

Without considering deploying San San Bengzi, there was only one most covert option left right now—

Ma Ma Zhaodi opened Shangcheng, and a small, inverted bead immediately jumped into his view.

【Wind-Stabilizing Pearl (Immortal Grade)

Price: 300,000 Asset Points

Note: Carrying it increases damage reduction by 2%; after use, it increases damage reduction by 50% for 20 seconds, unaffected by strong winds; highly effective against special opponents.

Note 2: You can also use it by spending your Mana Bar, but the consumption per second is huge, so please control the usage time.】

"Activate Wind-Stabilizing Pearl upon entry, knock this guy flat, then immediately blend into the crowd," Ma Ma Zhaodi thought: "Anyway, it's pitch black right now, and the surveillance cameras are gone; no one will notice me."

"Wait, Old Ma, there are two other ways."

San San Bengzi's voice rang out again. Hearing that he didn't need to spend money to buy the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, Ma Ma Zhaodi's eyes lit up—even though he still had over a million Asset Points saved up, the intensity in Central City right now was considerable, and spending this money on an early-stage villain felt slightly wasteful.

"What ways?"

"I've hacked into the driving system of the car he's operating; I can make it lose control at any time. When he tries to escape in the car, we can make him crash into the roadside completely unprepared. I've done the calculations; he won't be killed by the impact."

"Good idea, worth considering—but what's the second plan?"

"Do you remember that warehouse? The one you once said you wanted to modify into a safe house?"

"I remember, but later I saw a better option in the system, so I didn't go to that warehouse anymore."

"Alright, anyway—" San San Bengzi continued: "You once said you wanted to renovate it, so I marked that warehouse and left a backdoor. Now, I've found some unexpected gains there."

"What unexpected gains?" Ma Ma Zhaodi thought for a moment: "Could it be that Clyde still uses it as a base?"

"Yes. I just checked the farm system and surveillance cameras over there and found that Clyde Madong has been active there for quite some time."

"Understood. I'll go straight to the warehouse, and when Clyde walks in, I'll slap him across the face; he'll immediately behave."

"Which plan do you want to use?"

"Let me teach you something new, San San Bengzi." Ma Ma Zhaodi looked at Clyde, who was carrying the big bag of money and walking toward the bank entrance, a sinister smile appearing on his face. "Only children make choices; adults take everything."

At this moment, in the Central City Police Department, Joe was working overtime.

After the particle accelerator explosion, the entire Central City first became unusually restless; all those past big thieves and small crooks wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a quick buck. Although it was unknown where they got their confidence, the Central City Police Department quickly captured these snakes, insects, rats, and ants and threw them into jail with extremely high efficiency.

There was no way; when people think they have a huge advantage, normal people will more or less become easily triggered and lose caution. In contrast, the Central City Police Department, having just lost a colleague, had completely entered a state of shared hatred, with morale much higher than before.

After clearing out many criminals at light speed, for the entire following several months, Central City entered a relatively calm state. There were far fewer matters at the police station, allowing Joe to spend a few months in peace and comfort.

However, just this month, the city finally started to ramp up the intensity for him.

"There have already been two robberies."

He flipped through the Juan Sect with a headache, his mind still thinking about the situation Eddie had reported to him in the morning.

"Two cases in January, Joe, and both accompanied by storms and heavy rain, very much like the bizarre cases Barry is obsessed with—according to the consistent testimonies of the victims, both crime scenes were too dark, and the surveillance systems were all short-circuited."

"What kind of nonsensical clue is this?" he thought: "It's completely useless as an entry point for action."

Just then, a police officer ran over.

"Detective Joe! Someone reported a case at Gold Bank; it was just robbed!"

"Just now? Robbed?"

Joe immediately understood; this was likely the robber who had struck twice this month acting again.

Of course, this time, he didn't seem smart enough, leaving a flaw that allowed someone to call the police.

"Where is the person who reported the case now?"

"She didn't reveal her identity and hung up the phone, but she provided the criminal's vehicle model, license plate, and direction of travel."

"Excellent."

Hearing this, Joe immediately got excited. He shouted loudly: "Quick, we must set off fast! Get all the police cars ready! If we're late, that guy will escape—where's Eddie? Where is Eddie? Call him back!"

Where was Eddie at this very moment?

He was in a coffee shop.

"You came very quickly today."

Iris held a cup of coffee and placed it in front of him: "Did you rush over right after getting off work?"

"I wanted to see you."

Eddie took Iris's coffee and said to her: "And, can you stop acting so dissatisfied with me at the police station?"

"Emm," Iris thought carefully, then still shook her head: "No."

"Why?"

"I don't really want to see my boyfriend get his head blown off by my father."

(End of this chapter)