Thief Vision: Meet the Next

Chapter 22: Surprise

Charles looked at Mark's middle finger wrapped in gauze, feeling a little guilty. After returning from the hospital, the three of them stopped mentioning everything that happened in the bar, but Mark and Charles had the same idea. Glenn got to pay for what he’s done. It's just that their original intentions were different. Mark was out of revenge, while Charles was for money.

Robert was very efficient and found out the background of Glenn Roper in only two days. Glenn's father was in politics and often went to some entertainment venues.

Charles was not surprised to hear this. After all, the attitude of the bar manager and Glenn's arrogant behavior showed that he was either rich or powerful.

Father was in politics. . . In other words, his family was quite wealthy. It was the safest to deal with this kind of person or family because they didn’t dare call the police, like the dealers who lost their fake cigarettes. The important thing was that Charles was not guilty at all.

Charles was the best person for committing the crime.

Mark lit a photo of Glenn with a lighter, “Stealing this kind of scum is to contribute to the whole community.”

Charles certainly got Mark's hint. He could understand the urgency that Mark wanted to revenge, but as the team leader, Charles still needed to warn him. “Calm down. We must be cautious. You two must remember! What we want is money! In addition, safety is the most important. Robert, you are still responsible for confirming the route. As soon as possible! Mark, you are responsible for finding two other persons. This time I'm afraid it won't work just for the three of us.”

Great! Charles was satisfied that everyone had their own responsibilities.

It took seven more days for Robert to get a clear picture of Glenn. “Glenn has two houses, one is in the suburbs, and another one is in the city center. I have been following him for a few days, and I found out that he always brought those girls back to the villa in the suburbs. He went to the house in the city center once. I’ve been there already. That’s a vacant house.

Charles nodded, “Great, let’s focus on this house in the center of the city.”

“Why not the one in the suburbs,” Robert asked puzzledly.

Mark smiled, “You i***t, the villa is where the bastard messes around. If you were him, would you put the valuables there? I guess the house in the city center is his real home. Robert, you only have three days to figure out the details of this house.”

Robert nodded immediately, like a schoolboy, “Okay, no problem.”

“Go, go, go.” Mark couldn't wait to push Robert out of the apartment and then ran to Charles, “Charles, last time you told me to find two more persons. I already found them. Would you like to see them?”

“not necessary. I trust you. Where did you find them?”

“I told you last time, I bought them from the agency. 300 dollars per person.”

“Is it reliable?”

“Trust me, absolutely no problem.”

Just as the two were designing the details of the action, the horn of the police car came downstairs.

The horn of the police car was not harsh, but it was enough to make the two thieves jump up from their chairs, and then rushed to the balcony like a firecracker.

Charles immediately saw a police car parked downstairs, and the four policemen had gotten out of the police car.

“We exposed?” Mark immediately thought of the fake cigarette.

“No way. Let's take a look first,” Charles stared at the two policemen downstairs intently.

When the police walked into their unit, the hearts of the two were squeezed at the same time. If they hadn't lived on the sixth floor, they would have jumped off the balcony without hesitation.

Two people sticking to the door listened to the movement in the corridor. Three or four minutes later, there was a mess of footsteps and then another knock on the door.

“Open the door, please! This is 911,” A man's voice came.

Soon there was the sound of opening the door again, and a person asked, “Did you call 911?”

“Help me! Someone is going to kill me...” a woman cried.

“No, it’s just a joke! She’s my wife,” A flustered man explained.

“Joke about murder?”

Listening to the conversation downstairs, Charles and Mark breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It turned out that the couple quarreled downstairs and then escalated into domestic violence. The woman called the police.

“Damn it, I was almost scared to death,” Mark wiped the cold sweat from his head.

The police were always the nemesis of thieves. Just like a cat, the mice would never dare to dance in front of the cat, even if it didn't eat mice. This kind of fear was in the bone.

Charles felt the same way, but instead of wiping his sweat like Mark, he lit up a cigarette, “What are you panic for? You know, I still managed to get out even I was blocked by seven policemen in the building.”

Hearing what Charles just said, Mark frowned. After all, the reason why Charles was blocked last time had something to do with him. Although Jim was the one who planned everything, was there any chance that Charles was implying something?

Meanwhile, Mark has been wondering how Charles got out of the building. Jim said he was lucky. This seemed to be the only and most reasonable explanation, but his instinct told him that things would definitely not be that simple. It was this unexplainable intuition that kept Mark from leaving Charles.

“It's never wrong to be careful, maybe it's a trap,” Mark reminded.

“Well, you can wait at home, I'll go out and have a look.”

Opening the door, Charles first poked his head and glanced downstairs. The door downstairs was closed, and from time to time there were the shouts of the wife and accusations against her husband.

Charles walked down the stairs to the door of the fifth floor, slowing down and listening when he passed by. After confirming that it was just an ordinary family dispute, he came downstairs.

There were a lot of people who were curious about what brought police here. Charles immediately became the target of those gossip neighbors. After knowing that it was domestic violence, some people couldn't help showing a disappointed face, as if they wanted to have such a terrible murder or dismemberment.

The main reason Charles went downstairs was to prove to Mark that he has the courage to lead the team. His father said that God of Wealth would never take care of cowards.

After strolling around calmly, Charles felt that he had fully confirmed his courage to Mark.

It’s time to be back, however, when he was about to enter the building with his head up tall, someone behind him suddenly stopped him.

“Charles!”

“No way!” Charles suddenly lost his ability to move. He turned around slowly and saw someone coming out of the police car.

He was right. It’s Dylan!