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Chapter 212 The Rogue Gang's Magical Robbery Diary
Chapter 212 The Rogue Gang's Magical Robbery Diary
Midtown, night.
This is Tieshan Prison, the largest prison in Midtown.
The heatwave reached out towards the barbed wire fence, and soon the wires melted into molten iron, dripping onto the ground.
"The magician was stupid enough to run into the police station and turn himself in. The cops must have been ecstatic." He flicked the flame in his hand and scoffed, "The Rogue Gang doesn't have teammates that stupid."
"The Magician might be a bit slow, Rory, but we can't just abandon him," Captain Cold said, hands on his hips. "He's been stuck in that cell for a while now, and the kid's learned his lesson."
He was the first to crawl through the barbed wire fence that had been burned through: "The Rogues are like one big family, a heatwave. Always."
The others exchanged glances, shrugged, and followed him through the large hole. Soon, the night in Tieshan Prison was filled with the piercing sound of alarm bells.
With a deafening roar, the demolition expert, Heatwave, once again unsurprisingly blasted a large hole in the wall. Burning and destroying things was an effective way to curb Heatwave's mental illness, and the members of the Rogue Gang tacitly gave him this opportunity.
"Ha, only this kid would sleep in before escaping." They burst into the magician's cell: "Hey, Axel!"
Heatwave handed a bottle of wine to the magician: "Have a drink, I brought you your favorite wine. We'll take you away from here, child, let's go."
The magician groggily got out of bed, his eyes finally focusing on the wine after a while. He took the bottle from the heatwave, then nearly dropped it: "Dude, this wine's overcooked."
"I told you to come get this, Mick."
The weather wizard muttered from behind, saying that being with his companions made him feel much more relaxed, and not having to work for the Madon family was a greater relief from his depression than any medicine.
"Oh, for God's sake," Captain Cold said, blowing a little cold air onto the bottle in the magician's hand. The magician quickly took a sip, a satisfied expression on his face.
"Alright, listen up, Axel," Captain Cold said. "Because I'll only say this once. I'm sorry, it was my mistake to kick you out of the Rogues. I should have set a good example. You'll always be one of us."
Captain Cold didn't mention that one of the reasons he kicked the Magician out of the Rogues was that he didn't intend to let the young man in front of him take the risk of gaining superpowers from the gene recombination device with them—he also didn't let his sister Lisa, the Golden Glide, use the gene recombination device, but Lisa was present when they used it, and her superpowers were a result of the gene recombination explosion.
This is precisely why Captain Han Leng has felt guilty for so long, because he knew in advance that the gene recombination device might be dangerous, but he still took a gamble with everyone based on everyone's trust in him.
"What?! Captain Cold actually apologized?" the Magician exclaimed. "Am I dreaming?!"
"No, get up, kid." Captain Cold paused, then hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Hey guys, listen up. Since we're already talking about apologies, let's just say them all, buddies. I acted impulsively because I couldn't stand the Flash taking our work."
"Using the gene recombination machine was the worst mistake of my life. I don't think I've ever truly apologized, but I hope you can understand that I feel more guilty than you can imagine. Look at what this machine has done to us..."
His formal apology made the other members of the scoundrel gang feel a little uncomfortable.
"That's precisely why we need each other so much, buddy," the Mirror Master stammered, then seemed unsure what to say next. He turned to the heatwave: "Mick?"
"Perhaps I am the one among us who hates you the most, and perhaps I will remain so in the future, but that doesn't mean you're not one of us," Heatwave said succinctly. "That concludes my statement."
"That's right, the Rogue Gang needs to work together." The Weather Wizard's statement was brief, while the golden glider that emerged from the wall was even more direct.
"You will always be my brother."
Captain Han Han smiled.
"Alright." He raised his fist: "The Rogue Gang—"
"Let's rob someone!"
"But now your sister is the leader."
"..." Captain Han Han was a little speechless.
……
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a few days later.
Wedgestone City.
night.
I'm Captain Cold, and yes, this is our little heist plan.
We may look like a bunch of weirdos in strange clothes, but that's our style. Underestimate us and you'll be robbed clean, because the Rogue Gang... is definitely the most despicable bandits you've ever met.
We are a group of supervillains based in Gem City.
Oh, speaking of which, there are some local facts that need to be shared. The reason why Wedgestone and Central City are called Gem Cities is because these two twin cities are built on a diamond mine.
You wouldn't find them unless you were specifically looking for them, but there's a large area of abandoned mines around Wedgestone, like the one right here. I know what this looks like, but we're not stupid enough to actually mine for ore...
"Are you all alright in there?" The weather wizard stood at the entrance of the mine, constantly fanning the wind to blow it inside.
Meanwhile, Captain Cold, like a diligent miner, was pushing a cart full of frozen stones with the Magician and dumping them into the mirror space opened by the Mirror Master.
"That's pretty good. You can rest assured and supply oxygen inside, Marco (the weather wizard)."
"Hey, don't answer for us, it's cold. Marco! More oxygen, I need more oxygen to fuel the fire." A heatwave erupted from the side, unleashing another burst of flames from above.
"See? I never thought even heatwaves could be powerless, huh?" Captain Cold said.
"You talk too much, you little snow rabbit."
"Quiet down, guys," came the voice of the golden glider from above.
"Of course, sister. How much longer do we need to dig?"
"If we dig another 10 meters, we'll reach the bank's vault."
The golden glider, its translucent golden body emerging from the mine shaft, said, "I've already counted it. There's a full $1 million in the vault, divided into five parts. We've struck it rich this time."
"Alright, it's your turn." Heatwave stepped aside, and Captain Cold sprayed frost from his hand onto the spot where Heatwave had just used fire, causing large amounts of soil to fall down.
Boom!
The mine shook violently.
"What happened?"
The Mirror Master arrived at the bank's glass entrance through the mirror space and was surprised to see a crack in the ground.
"What's going on?" the golden glider asked the same question, poking its head out from the mine ceiling.
Captain Cold swallowed hard.
"This doesn't look good, Lisa (Golden Glider). The whole mine is about to collapse."
"It might not collapse," Heatwave said.
"It's not certain that it won't collapse; we should pause for now."
"Wait, she's the boss, not you!" Heatwave said. "We've been working on this for so long, we can't just give up now. We've done our research, all we need to do is dig a big hole, install a mirror, and Sam (the Mirror Master) can handle the rest."
"If it collapses after this, who will care? There's enough time now—"
But Captain Cold interrupted Heatwave's words very quickly.
"It's not a matter of whether we have enough time, Mick. There's a 12-story building full of people right above us."
The heatwave left them speechless.
"So what? What does this have to do with us? Who are we? Are we criminals or good guys?" Despite saying this, Heatwave still threw the pickaxe in his hand to the ground in frustration.
"We are the Rogue Gang! And the Rogue Gang doesn't kill innocent people."
Finally, the Golden Glider set the tone for things.
"I'm afraid this is the only way. We have to stop and reinforce that crack. I'm sorry, guys, this team mission has been a failure... but we have to abandon our original plan."
"f****!"
Heatwave muttered a curse under his breath.
"That happens all the time, Mick," Captain Cold reassured him. "Just because we're a bunch of thieves and robbers doesn't mean we're bad guys. Sometimes robbery can backfire."
He said, "I also have a backup plan. If we can't dig directly to the vault, we'll just break through from the top."
"But before that, we need to reinforce the cracks, fill in all the soil we dug out, figure out which load-bearing part we dug into that caused this situation, and then reinforce the mechanical structure..." Master Mirror said, feeling his head start to ache.
"And we have no choice but to do it, because it could collapse at any moment, damn it," Heatwave chimed in.
"And once we've fixed the mine below, we'll have to rob the bank right away. Otherwise, if we delay, the people up above will notice the cracks in the ground, find the mine below, and realize they're being watched," the magician complained. "But by the time we're done fixing it, it'll probably be dawn. Robbing a bank in broad daylight?"
Then he saw the nonchalant expressions on the faces of his seniors around him: "Well, that's very much in the style of the Rogue Gang."
"So what are you waiting for? Everyone, let's get started. First, find the load-bearing points, then stuff the soil and cement back in—"
So the rogue gang did that all night.
As dawn broke, bank staff returned to work, and the gang of scoundrels who had been working on the mine all night finally finished.
Clang!
The bank doors were pushed open, and a gang of thugs with wicked behavior stormed into the lobby, immediately eliciting screams.
The members of the scoundrel gang felt their bodies and souls healed as they listened to the customers' terrified screams.
They were all covered in mud and dust, looking exactly like they had just been pulled out of a mine—oh, sorry, they really did look like they had been pulled out of a mine.
"Robbery!" Captain Han Han reached out and froze the decorative greenery in the hall into an ice sculpture. "We're the Rogue Gang, hand over all the money!"
Captain Cold was very pleased.
In any case, although the plan had a slight mishap, the final result was still normal!
The members of the rogue gang were also very satisfied.
After all that, the most old-fashioned robbery plan is still the most cost-effective.
Soon, the cashier will start screaming, then some hothead will press the alarm, and they will storm into the vault, grab all the money, and swagger away.
If the Flash comes to stop them during this time, they will fight the Flash. If they win, they will get their reward back; if they lose, they will go to jail and play again after escaping from prison.
That's right, that's what the Rogue Gang went through at the beginning.
Captain Han Han had already seen some waiters sticking their heads under the table, but that wasn't a big problem.
When it comes to robbery, he's a professional. He had secretly altered the alarm circuitry of this bank branch beforehand, so even if the clerk pressed the alarm, it would only go off at another bank in the city center, drawing the police away.
Soon, they would be able to rob enough money. He had planned it beforehand; this period saw the bank with the largest and most abundant cash reserves at any time.
But he misunderstood.
The bank staff who crawled under the platform didn't bring them an alarm, but rather...
What the hell? A banner?
It reads: Dedicated to the rogue gang of Midtown, and the heroes of justice!
Captain Han Han blinked in bewilderment as someone handed him a banner.
This...this isn't right, is it?
Then he saw the bank staff exchange glances, and Captain Cold could almost see the ecstasy on each of their faces. Then they all turned their gaze to the Rogues, their eyes turning green.
This, in turn, made the gang of scoundrels swallow hard.
"Damn it, I've never seen anything so bizarre!"
Heatwave was also handed a banner, which left him, who was about to start a fire, at a loss for what to do.
"Oh, dear customer!" The bank manager jogged over, and seeing the gang of scoundrels was like seeing a god of wealth. His face was plastered with a sickeningly obsequious smile, as if he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the gang on the spot to express his gratitude for discovering that the gang had chosen their branch for robbery.
"Quickly, this way please!"
The weather wizard was pulled to sit down on a stool in a daze. The black security guard with a gun had a simple smile on his face and even used his sleeve to wipe the seat of the chair for the weather wizard.
While enthusiastically greeting the gang of scoundrels, the manager snapped at the bewildered teller beside him, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and serve these gentlemen tea!"
He then bowed and scraped, saying, "Gentlemen, your money will be delivered right away!"
"My...our money?"
The Mirror Master was a bit confused, but dared not utter a sound. The entire Rogue Gang also dared not utter a sound. They just watched as the bank manager and his employees treated the Rogue Gang members with the highest level of service, like royalty, making them completely obedient.
Then, a few minutes later, without the scoundrels lifting a finger, millions of dollars were neatly stacked and placed in front of them, accompanied by the bank manager's obsequious bow.
"Heroes of the Rogue Gang, please accept this money!"
(End of this chapter)