The two women who broke free from the shackles in the opera house were nervously checking Vanessa and the other woman with short hair.
"MD, I'm going to kill that bastard." The short-haired woman finally spit out a ball of rag in her mouth, which was the little Nene that was originally worn on her body, and then she started to curse in Portuguese.
A woman cut off the cable ties from her hand, and looked at her abnormally energetic companion, "Are you okay? We thought that guy took you..."
Speaking of this short-haired woman, "That bastard kept poking me with a Taser. Compared to this, I would rather be FCUKed by him."
Her companion twitched, no wonder she screamed so badly.
The fat man kept pretending to be dead and got up at this time. He was the most nervous now. The two couples had seen him, and their size was too conspicuous, so they would definitely be the police's first target.
"We must evacuate, and the police should come here soon." Red-haired carefully examined Vanessa's body and found that she was really only slapped, and the other scratches on her body were basically caused by herself.
Vanessa was not in good condition, and she had no choice but to command herself, "Put the money and burn those two cars. Hurry up, we don't have much time."
The others quickly took action to eliminate all the traces here, and then she gave a share from the money and threw it to the fat man, "This is your commission. You will go back to Brazil immediately and you are not allowed to come back."
The fat man picked up the money and ran away. He is now more worried that he will be silenced, so he won't go to Brazil. He has booked a flight ticket to the Philippines.
After clearing the traces, several people poured gasoline on the two cars parked in the back, lit a fire and left.
"Leave separately and leave the United States as soon as possible." Red-haired held Vanessa and looked at the other two companions. She had already divided the remaining money into four parts, each carrying a bag behind her.
The other two nodded and left in two directions. Vanessa had almost recovered at this time. She pushed her red hair away and bent her back and gasped. After straightening her back, she had already become a woman full of confidence at that moment.
Red-haired wanted to complain, "Did you deliberately avoid working?" Just now, a few people were so busy that they were dizzy to destroy the evidence.
"Sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. I thought I had forgotten it for a long time, but I didn't expect to remember it so hard." Vanessa smiled self-deprecatingly.
Red Hair said nothing. They all have more or less psychological problems. They are usually buried deep in their hearts and slowly rotten, but they don’t know when they will be taken out and stabbed themselves.
"The police are here soon, let's go." It seems that the lights of the police car can be seen at the end of the street.
Prying open a car by the roadside, Vanessa set fire with her skilled car theft skills, "Where are you going?" Vanessa asked looking at the red hair.
"Send you back first, are you sure you want to go home?" Red-haired is still worried about Vanessa's condition.
The car started smoothly, "I just thought about it. There should be no evidence to point to me. I am used to the life here."
Redhead nodded, "Then you have something to do in the future and contact us by email."
"By the way, is Camilla really okay?"
"Yeah, I just got stabbed with a Taser dozens of times." That's it? That short hair would probably explode when I heard it.
Vanessa fell into thought and said angrily, "Then what are these two people doing? They didn't take all the money. Was it because they were using us to make fun?"
"Who knows, the question that person asked was also very strange. He seemed to be interested in Group M, but he didn't know that Group M was over. Is it just to satisfy his curiosity?" Redhead thought for a while, and the behavior of these two people was too illogical.
To be honest, when they controlled themselves, she was already desperate. She knew very well what these women on her side would experience when they fell into the hands of the other party. It might be a luxury to die happily, but the other party just used Camilla to scare others.
"No, that person's problem is not for Group M, but for why we have military skills. Damn it, it's not really to satisfy the curiosity of any pervert!" After Vanessa recovered, her IQ occupied the high ground again.
...
And the pervert who was full of curiosity was lying on the hospital bed waiting for the doctor to sew a needle for him.
"Hey, I can just come by myself, there is no need to come to the hospital." The gauze on Xu Chuan's waist had been taken off, and the nurse was disinfecting him. Due to the intense exercise, the small wound had already cracked.
Curtis stood aside and pointed at another scar on his abdomen, "You sewed it yourself, it's almost a centipede."
Xu Chuan turned his head and looked at it. Uh, his skills were not good at that time, and eight stitches were sewn in the wound, which was originally only three stitches.
After a while, the doctor came to suture him. The minor injury was treated in less than ten minutes. After that, he prescribed a bunch of painkillers. Xu Chuan looked at the big bag of painkillers that he had been taking for a lifetime and always felt that the doctor was trying to complete the KPI, although the prescription said that this was only a week's amount.
Xu Chuan basically endures the pain of this kind of wound if he can. If he really can't bear it, then let's talk about it. However, Americans don't seem to be like this. Pain relieving drugs are almost cured by curing all diseases, and you will prescribe any disease.
"Hey, I'll give it to you, you can eat it slowly." Xu Chuan took out a small bottle from it and gave it to Curtis. He looked at it and it must be ibuprofen and the like, so there was no big problem.
Curtis also knew his boss' habits. The Chinese people in the company seemed to be like this and were very repulsive of painkillers.
It was almost dawn at this time, and the two of them went back to the hotel directly. Xu Chuan couldn't sleep and went to the restaurant to have breakfast. The NYPD outside was already in full swing.
Captain Marta and FBl's men stood outside the fire opera house with a sad look on their faces. According to the confession of the garbage truck driver, this was the nest of the robbers, but according to what he said, it seemed that they had been traitors earlier.
And it seems that they are brought out by the evil people who are ruthless.
He didn't know more specific things, but he still remembered the person who kidnapped his wife and threatened him, and had already made portraits with the technicians.
Of course he also confirmed that the robbers were indeed four women, and although they could not see their appearance because they were blindfolded, they could still hear them.
A lot of evidence must have been burned in this fire, so they can only hope that the firefighters will put out the fire quickly and see what other physical evidence can be found.
Hope is relatively slim, and they have to be careful whether another robbery will occur, and they also have to deal with those annoying bankers.
...
Vanessa returned to her residence, and the house was still in a mess and had no choice but to clean up, but she had no energy to do this anymore. She stuffed the bag of money deep in the closet and fell directly on the bed. She needed a good sleep to forget those things.
Chapter completed!