Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain - Episode 2 of the Overly Competent Villain chapter 10

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“The key to bank robbery is good planning, quick action, and a prepared getaway.”

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“The perfect bank robbery is an art. Fifteen seconds until the burglar-aware employee sounds a secret notification. One minute to subdue the customers, make them fall down, and open the vault door. Another four minutes to take all the money and leave the bank. You have to write a minute.”

A team of three or more, including a driver, moves quickly and accurately to complete everything within six minutes.

“But in the midst of this, we need a third person.”

[······What?]

“Plannergy. It is to figure out the structure of the bank, make a plan, analyze the city’s security system, and draw the best escape route. In fact, this is the most difficult thing.”

[Right.]

I made some money with this when I was younger. However, there were many people who said that those who always practice make mistakes or receive too high dividends for doing nothing.

lazy criminals. If you twist it, do you guys do it?

[By the way, Pietro. There’s no driver, no planner here… let alone three people, it seems?]

– You are surrounded! Drop your weapons and surrender!

Outside the window, there were a lot of police officers from the National Security Agency. They besieged the bank in exactly 7 minutes.

“For a bank in a southern village, you’re quick to act.”

[Lombardy is the largest city in the south. It is not something that can be ignored.]

“There might be something like that, but that’s it.”

[???]

Leaving the puzzled Osman behind, I pointed the gun at the bank president.

“Have you made up your mind? I guess I’ll have to hurry now.”

The bank manager broke into a cold sweat as he saw the gun pointed at me. But he tries to adjust his expression and warns me.

“sh*t, you’re making a mistake. Where is this place…”

“Don’t worry. I make a lot of mistakes, but I rarely fail.”

[What car is it?]

“It’s the difference between death and survival.”

He smiles and pulls the ball. Recognizing that sparks could erupt from the muzzle at any moment, the bank manager’s expression became pitiful.

“Please, please don’t do this. I have a family.”

I smiled at the eyes that wished for sympathy.

Had he been an ordinary bank manager, I would have sympathized with him. But he is no ordinary bank manager.

“Our industry is making excessive profits compared to the cost. It’s a world where it’s normal to spend a lot of money like water.”

I laughed as I saw the bank manager wearing a jewelry badge that was excessive for a bank manager’s salary and a luxurious suit worth 100,000 Gulik worth 100 million won in Korean currency.

“Return comes with a corresponding risk. Did you really start this job without knowing it?”

The bank president had no choice but to surrender in front of the gun pointed in front of his eyes. As they follow him deep into the bank, they hear a commotion outside.

[The hostages are running away?]

‘I guess so. That’s why we have to move as a team.’

You can’t even watch the hostage taking alone. There must be at least three or more to hold multiple hostages.

[What the hell are you thinking…]

Leaving behind Osman’s worried gaze, they arrived at the Lombardy Bank vault.

A secret safe deposit box, not a safe for ordinary guests. The bank manager opened the door there, distorted with astonishment.

“It’s crazy. This is crazy…!

The bank manager still doesn’t know how to give up. Either that or not, my muzzle just repeats the sad warning.

“Give it up.”

“Please… please think again. Do you know who you are touching? Triad circle! Triad circle! They won’t let you go!”

triad circle.

It’s the gang that tried to spy on me at the restaurant and kidnap me. A coalition of the three major Southern mafia organizations. I’ll have to take a closer look at the reality.

“You can take out the safe deposit box.”

“Uh, how did you do that?!”

Dilated pupils tell the truth. Also, this bank has his safe deposit box.

“Don’t test my patience. You might die later or you die now. It’s not clear which one to choose?

Eventually, he pulled out a safe from among the safes, and soon he was able to pull out a thick book.

[Pietro, this is…!]

Osman’s astonishment. It must be because the contents written inside the ledger are not that serious.

The secret ledger of the triad circle, a mafia alliance that controlled the southern part of the empire. If it is announced, it is something that the southern peninsula will turn upside down.

“Then… would you like to open the rest of the safe as well?”

“Ughhhhh I wouldn’t be able to carry it anyway…”

As if giving up now, the bank manager opened the door to the safe deposit box.

“The Lombardi Bank is nominally a city bank, but in reality it is a secret vault designed to hide the money of a particular organization.”

Triad Circle, not to mention the organization’s name. It is one of the mafia organizations that divide Lombardy, the largest city in the southern part of the empire.

-Kikiiik!

[wow······.]

Osman exclaims as the bank manager opens the vault door. He seemed at a loss for words when he saw the piles of bills and gold coins piled up in the safe.

“There is nothing to make money as easily as crime. I guess the price of labor is overestimated.”

[What do you mean by the head of the criminal organization?]

Instead, the risk is high.

[But what are you going to do? He said his ‘rule of three’ wasn’t enough to go with this much money.]

Even three people won’t be enough. A mountain of bills this big would require hiring a dozen people to keep two big trucks on standby.

“I’m greedy. You can make money anytime. Even if it’s not an opportunity like this.”

[Who’s to say… So what do you want to do?]

“Sending a message.”

[???]

“Whoever touches little Pietro is f*cked.”

He poured the gasoline he had brought into the safe and threw the lighter. Soon after, flames began to engulf the bank.

* * * *

-Po, it’s an explosion!

– Do not approach!

Shortly after the first explosion, a series of fires began engulfing the entire building at the Bank of Lombardy.

“Check the bank manager! They say there’s nothing but the culprit inside!”

I had no choice but to watch the Lombardy Bank, where the cops were burning. The firemen will come soon, but it’s already too late.

It may be possible to prevent the building from burning down, but the funds inside…

“Mi, crazy bastard!”

Santiano, constable of the Lombardy Police Department, knew what the Lombardy Bank was like.

That place is the safe of the Triad Circle, the largest mafia organization in Lombardy.

It is an open fact that the mafia uses this place for money laundering. Among them, Lombardy Bank was known as a black vault for criminals by hiding customers’ money in any case.

‘It doesn’t matter that the bank is blown! The problem is that the triad circle’s money is gone!’

There must have been an enormous amount of money deposited in the safe. If that money was completely blown away…

‘I don’t know what the Triad Circle will do!’

Lombardy is a city of notorious criminals. Here, the police first learn to compromise and get their hands dirty in a small way.

But thanks to this, the balance of the city was maintained.

At least, as long as they closed their eyes in an appropriate way, there was no such thing as either side running out of control.

Why didn’t the Triad Circle’s rivals blow up the Lombardy Bank sooner?

If you touch that bank, it’s obvious that an all-out war will break out in the city.

“no way······.”

Are you aiming for this?

To upset the balance of the city?

The problem was that the person who came to rob the bank was assumed to be Jacques Pietro, considering it a mere coincidence.

Who knows what schemes the legendary criminal might have.

“Don’t break the bank’s siege! Never let him escape! He’s still in the bank!”

Even though I say it myself, I think it is unrealistic. Because it seems that no one can survive in a burning bank.

In fact, Jacques Pietro could not be found either outside or inside the bank.

He disappeared like a ghost even after taking a hostage alone in the middle of the city.

* * * *

It has been 14 years since the Empire issued a ban on trade with the pagan kingdom Pasha across the sea. The dark red foreign workers who once overflowed in Lombardy Port, which was once the largest trading city in the south, went into hiding in the shadows.

In this city where gangs, prostitution and drugs are prevalent, what they can do will be quite limited.

In that respect, this place is decent. At least this place wasn’t a place to sell violence.

“Come on!”

The white-skinned imperial man who received the host’s greeting under the dark red lighting. He was a neatly dressed gentleman to find such an out-of-town establishment.

“I’d like to get a massage.”

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“Uh, um… I’ll take you inside.”

The host awkwardly tried to guide the gentleman inside, but he looked inside as if looking for something and smiled kindly.

“I heard that there is a good one-eyed masseuse here.”

“Are you talking about Hosseini?”

It was unexpected. Usually, it is rare to find a proper massage therapist in a store like this. Because it is a place to find foreign women who come to earn money to hug cheaply.

Regular masseuses are just nominal employees preparing for crackdowns in the shops.

“Go to Room 7. We’ll send Mr. Hosseini soon.”

Still, there were naive customers looking for a proper massage, so the shopkeeper led a gentleman wearing a hat into the room.

“Whoa~”

Gentleman… It was when Jacques Pietro was taking off his suit under dark red lights. A man with a foreign appearance entered the room.

“It’s a nomination.”

He was blind with a frightening scar and one eye as white as white.

Zach gave the man with a stern look a welcome smile and offered to shake his hand.

“Mister. I’ve heard of the reputation. I’d like to treat you to a full course.”

“Change your clothes and lie down.”

Despite Hosseini’s cold reply, Jacques laid down on the massage bed without losing his smile.

Soon after, the defenseless massage time entrusted everything to the masseuse. Zach’s admiration continued as he received Hosseini’s knife-like massage.

“Ohhh~ It’s amazing. It wasn’t a lie that the Pasha Kingdom’s massage technology had advanced so much.”

“·······.”

Hosseini’s hands hesitated for a moment at the mention of his country, but Jacques continued his story.

“You know what? Why do blind people work in the massage business?”

Technically, Hosseini was blind in only one eye.

“They say that blind people develop other senses instead of being blind. Like the sense of touch with their hands and things like that. People say it’s a last resort to give disabled people jobs, but I don’t believe that.”

“Is that so?”

“They lost their sight, but instead gained a wonderful new sense. It made them stronger than before. Just like you. ‘Aburak Abdeslam’.”

It was a moment. Abdeslam’s thick fingers pressed against Zach’s cervical spine.

“It won’t take a second to kill you.”

“I guess so.”

Zach was calm, as if he knew the meaning of pressing his finger there. Hosseini… Aburak Abdeslam narrowed his brows and pressed his energized fingers with his fingers.

“What are you doing? How did you know me and come here?”

“Kkeuh… Electrode massage was way ahead of its time.”

“If you’re trying to play with words, I’ll make you a whole roast right away.”

Still subdued, Jacques continued talking nonchalantly.

“Seriously, Abdeslam. If I had tried to accuse you, I wouldn’t have come here alone.”

Abdeslam quickly looked around, but didn’t notice any suspicious movement near the store.

“Pasha’s genius Thunderman. The war hero who defended the kingdom against the invasion of the Empire. I would have thought that the war hero who was thought to have died in the war 14 years ago was alive and turned into a terrorist.”

“·······.”

“I know there will be a spectacular fireworks display soon.

How far did you know? Abdeslam wondered if he should shut the man’s mouth right away, but he soon stopped thinking at Zach’s remark.

“Before you do anything big, I’m here to inform you of the real threat.”

“What do you mean?”

“Literally. I know where you won’t let your eyes roll over.”

“what?”

Zach did not miss Abdeslam’s moment of embarrassment. He calmly moved out of his restrained position and met Abdeslam’s gaze.

“I am Jacques Pietro.”

“Jacques Pietro?”

A look of bewilderment appeared on Abdeslam’s face at the unexpected big criminal. Jacques smiles and extends his hand to Abdeslam.

“I’ll give you the right information. Let’s work together with me.”

He is an unmistakable enemy of the Empire.

Abdeslam knew his ill will toward the Empire.