Hong Kong Movie: Pretty Boy and Bad Guy

Chapter 264 Time is fleeting

Canadian time, March 1988, 3, Lunar Lantern Festival, at 3 o'clock in the evening!

Nathan Phillips Square in front of Toronto City Hall ushered in a magnificent fireworks show, blooming beautiful fireworks in the cold night sky, making the city present a gorgeous picture of fire, trees, silver flowers and never night.

This firework display is the highlight of Toronto's annual Lantern Festival. Since it was first held in 1967, it has been No. 20 for more than [-] years.

The fireworks display at the Lantern Festival every year attracts tens of thousands of citizens and tourists to Philip Square just to see the fireworks flying in the sky.

For a while, Philip Square was crowded with people, and it was impossible to get through.

When the fireworks show started and the fireworks bloomed enthusiastically in the night sky, the whole square cheered and applauded.

The fireworks are soaring into the sky, and the fireworks are flying, making it dizzying and beautiful.

Looking up at the magnificent fireworks, the whole square is boiling.

In the radiant and shining lights, what people feel is a strong joyous atmosphere.

But in the Toronto Police Station, it was out of tune with the atmosphere of the outside world. It was quiet, dark and serious.

At this time, the dark corridor of the police station...

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang...

There was a sound of metal friction, followed by the sound of footsteps.

A man walked down the corridor of the police station with cold shackles on his hands and feet.

This person was temporarily detained in the cell of the police station, and was brought out for interrogation. He was about 1.8 meters five and was wearing a prison uniform.

This person looked a little sluggish, and his whole person was listless like a hangover.

The police officer next to him looked at his watch and frowned, cursing inwardly, "Damn it!"

Then he pushed towards the criminal and cursed: "Bastard, hurry up, I have to rush to get off work!"

Pushed by the police officer, the criminal staggered and glanced contemptuously at the note behind him.

The police officer was keenly aware of the disdain on the criminal's brow when he looked at him.

Gritting his teeth: "Bastard, damn it, put away your annoying eyes, you will go to court in two days to stand trial, and then I will see how long you can be proud."

Not long after, the two walked to an interrogation room. The police opened the iron door of the interrogation room, and then took the prisoner into the room.

When the criminal sat on the designated iron seat, the police connected his hands and feet to the iron seat, then turned on the lamp on the table in front of the seat, and then turned and left.

A moment later, a woman entered the interrogation room and sat directly opposite the prisoner.

The woman who broke in suddenly had deep and beautiful blue eyes, a pair of story-telling eyes, a tall nose, and exquisite facial features.

From the first impression, the temperament of the whole person is very complicated, contradictory, resolute, sensitive, and fragile...

This woman's name is Clarice, and she is a trainee agent of the FBI.

The woman looked at the man across the table in the interrogation room and took out her ID: "Hello, I am a trainee agent from the Criminal Psychology Section of the U.S. Bureau of Investigation. I came here this time to ask you about what you were doing two years ago. A robbery was committed on Wall Street, where were the stolen goods hidden?”

The criminal on the opposite side of the table had curly hair, a white man, a firm face, a little beard, and wheat-colored skin, obviously sun-tanned.

Hearing this, the man frowned for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "It's true, after all, I am also a famous thief in many countries in Europe and the United States. I didn't expect that the FBI in the United States only sent a rookie to contact me...

I thought it was at least a veteran, but I didn't expect it to be a mere trainee detective. "

Hearing this, Clarice shrugged: "Maybe, I was also quite surprised, after all, I heard that you are a criminal who has committed many robberies, and you have never missed before!

I read your statement and found that there are many strange things in the whole process of your crime. I can't figure out how the Canadian police solved the case...

Are you hiding something? "

The man calmed down: "I didn't hide anything. Besides, this case seems to have nothing to do with the FBI!"

Clarice nodded noncommittally and pursed her lips: "Yes, but I am really curious. There are too many things that are unclear about the entire case process you described. Logically speaking, I want you to be like this." The international thief should not have been caught in such a daze.

I really don't understand why things turned out like this. On February 23, nine days ago, you went to rob a bank. What happened to you? "

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, looked at the young girl in front of him, and then said slowly, "Do you really want to know?"

Clarice nodded seriously: "Yes, what happened when you committed the bank robbery that day?"

The criminal looked straight at Clarice, and then his eyes flashed with memories, and he began to narrate. His voice was thick and deep due to long-term smoking.

"My name is Doug, since you want to hear the whole criminal process of carrying out a bank robbery in Toronto, Canada on the 23rd.

Well, I hope you can listen carefully to what I have to say, these words may be just to satisfy your curiosity for you!

But for me, it was the weirdest experience in my life!

You have to be clear, everything I said is true...

Because I still don't understand why I was exposed, this has always made me unable to let go, since you want to know, please help me find out, what caused me to end up like this! "

Clarice nodded quietly.

The man began to recall slowly: "I originally planned to carry out a perfect bank robbery, as for the motive of committing the crime, it is actually very simple, it is because of the financial crisis.

Sometimes crimes don’t need too many reasons, either because of a kind of emotion, or because I am in a difficult situation, and because I have no money to spend, I plan to entangle a group of like-minded partners to carry out the robbery. "

Speaking of this, the man frowned, his lips moved, and he spoke slowly in a low voice, his tone was calm, as relaxed as if he was chatting with someone about everyday things.

"In advance, we made a clear division of labor, disguised ourselves and made multiple visits to the inside and surrounding areas of the bank.

When everything was ready, the plan was to rob a Swiss bank in Toronto.

We set the time to February 2rd, and the experience on that day was really memorable..."

Looking back in time, on the streets of Toronto, although the weather was still cold, the sun finally came out.

Today, there is not much difference from Toronto in the past, but in the corner of the city, a long-planned crime is quietly unfolding in the city...

(End of this chapter)