I raised weirdos in tokyo

"Anyway, the door of the vault can be opened with an iris. Handcuff this kid's hand."

ordered the clown.

The gangsters walked to the sack that was put aside, reached in and fumbled for a few times, and an embarrassing thing happened.

"Boss"

"What?"

The clown was still reluctant to part with the unfinished pizza, so he turned around and went back to pick up the pizza and eat it again.

"Handcuffs, not enough."

"?"

The clown was also stunned when he ate the pizza.

Kutiao Yui almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

How could someone come out to hijack him? The handcuffs are not enough.

"How could it not be enough? Didn't you steal more than 100 pairs last time?"

"Boss, did you forget? On the way here, you went to a pizza shop that was hijacked, and you also went to a nightclub to play a few times."

As the gangster spoke, he began to expose the dark history of the clown boss one by one.

"In addition to some big and small things, there are so many people in this bank. It's lucky to be able to handcuff all the people on the scene."

The gangster said, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

The clown took a hard bite of the pizza and smacked his lips in thought.

So the clown's eyes fell on a female staff member.

"It's her. Bring her handcuffs and put them on this kid."

"Are you sure you want to release her handcuffs?"

Kujo Yui looked at the woman who was still in panic, and she didn't look like a threatening person.Ordinary people have never reached the point of fire.

The gangster nodded, and after undoing the handcuffs from the woman's hands, handcuffed Kujo Yui.

Kujo Yui still looked nonchalant.

Just use Bai Wenzhi's destroyer to destroy this kind of broken iron thing.

It should be ok.

And Kujo Yui guessed that this villain dressed as a clown might really be a clown.

Ever since, the two gangsters pressed Kujo Yui, and entered the basement with the clown.

Going deep, Kujo Yui saw traces of explosion damage everywhere, and even the various anti-theft doors entering the monitoring area were blown open.

However, in the next scene, Kujo Yui didn't know where to start complaining.

In fact, only the innermost layer needs to be unlocked by the iris, and the door of the vault where important financial assets are kept must be blast-proof.

Of course, it is impossible to have only one floor. Kujo Yui does not know how many floors this door has.

But the gang seemed to be stuck at the first floor door.

A huge safe, with various signs of damage on the metal door, but there was no sign of the door being moved or opened.

There were a few gangsters sitting on the ground and tinkering with all kinds of things.

There are bombs, there is liquid nitrogen.

"What is this scenario?"

Some Wei feel a little confused.

"You'll know when you go up and see for yourself."

said the clown.

Kujo Yui walked to the switch of the door and saw that the very obvious button was placed in a glass box on the wall.

It's even written on it.

"How many times did I hit the gopher before I hit the gopher?"

What is this strange question?

The gangsters were afraid that they would not be able to do anything after destroying the button, so they could only exert various pressures on the door body, but the result was also very obvious.

Kutiao Weiyi was puzzled, is there something wrong with the bank manager?What kind of weird anti-theft problem is this?

Although it is a strange flower, it is also very useful.

This kind of extremely personal private matter, basically no one knows.

The clown cast his eyes on Kujo Yui.

"You don't expect me to solve this kind of problem, do you?"

"Aren't you his son? How could you not know?"

"Is it the roundworm in his stomach? How would I know?"

The two visited each other like this for most of the day, but they couldn't get a result.

After all, people who do have a normal brain, who would think about these problems.

"It's okay, I can't count on you. Call your father and ask what the answer is."

"Huh? Oh."

But how does Kujo know the phone number of the president of this bank?
But the gangsters were fully prepared in this regard, and brought a mobile phone and computer, and a gangster pointed a gun at Kutiao Yui's temple.

Kutiao Yui was also very cooperative and did not move.

But I always feel that the gangster is a little light.

"You don't have bullets in this gun, do you?"

Kutiao Wei simply exposed the gangster's true colors, only to see the gangster hit his temple with a gun.

"Stop talking nonsense, just shut up!"

On the other side, the phone was also connected.

"Smelly old man, what's the password for your safe door?"

"I do not know."

"What? You don't know? Your son is in our hands now."

As he said that, he pointed the camera at Yui Kutiao, and the gangster pretended to be fierce and yelled a few more words, making Jiu Tiao's head buzzing.

But of course the president of the bank knew that this was not his son at all, but someone he didn't know. When the clown said that Jiu Tiaowei was his son, he was obviously stunned.

When the clown saw that the bank president hadn't made a sound for a long time, he felt a little strange.

"Sure enough, this is not your son at all!"

"Yes! Of course!"

When the bank president heard this, he hastened to admit it.

After all, he was here to help him save the situation. How could the police just let people die in vain.

"So what's the password to the vault?"

"Ah, which password?"

At this time, the president of the bank seemed a bit old man.

Kujo Yui couldn't stand it anymore.

"The one where you whacked the mole."

At this time, the bank president also showed embarrassment.

Scratching his head and thinking for a long time, he couldn't hold back a word.

The clown got a little impatient too.

"Stinky old man, don't tell me, you forgot."

"I'm sorry, I really don't remember clearly. The whack-a-mole incident must have been 20 years ago, right?"

Yui Kujo and the clown were dumbfounded.

It was a perfect escape from detection and counter-detection, a situation that no matter how strong the investigation ability could be, it could not be undone.

Suddenly, Kutiao Yui felt that this situation was no big deal.

Not only were the kidnappers unprofessional, but the bank president himself was also weird.

I saw the bank president suddenly shouted.

"Honey! Honey!"

"what?"

"Do you remember 20 years ago when we went to Hong Kong casinos to play whack-a-mole?"

"The one where you nearly smashed the machine?"

"Well, yes, yes. Do you remember how many hits it took me to hit that gopher?"

"Who knows you! What kind of problem is this? I'm going to go shopping, so you can play here by yourself."

As he said that, there was a sound of closing the door on the other end of the phone.

The bank president was a little helpless.

Kujo Yui instantly felt that the real clown was himself.

The president of the bank began to familiarize himself with Zigong's characters.

The clown and other gangsters sat down with Kujo Weidu, listening to the old man's thoughts again and again.

"57? No, 44? No."

"How much is it?"

"65? It should be 65, 65, right?"

"You hit a gopher, 65 times?"

Kujo Yui couldn't help but questioned.

"Of course there are not that many! That should be 45?"

"Hopefully I can hear the correct answer within the hour."

The clown said while resting his chin.

"I also hope that."

Kujo Wei didn't want to be handcuffed and sitting in this crappy place until his legs went numb.