Chapter 84 Do you have a plan?

　　South Los Santos, Strawberry, Vanilla Unicorn Club.

　　When Lu Qi walked through the dimly lit hall and walked into the manager's office, only to find that the other three people were already there except him.

　　"Hey guys it's early..."

　　After bumping fists with Franklin and Michael, and after saying hello, Lu Qi looked at Trevor, who was holding the refrigerator with one hand and beer in the other, and asked:

　　"Old Cui, is there anything to drink? Give me a bottle."

　　Facing Lu Qi's request, Old Cui seemed to be stunned for a moment. He pointed to the refrigerator behind him unnaturally, and raised the beer in his hand, "The refrigerator is broken, do you want to drink mine?"

　　"Forget it, at noon, I don't want to drink."

　　Hearing this answer, Trevor felt a little nervous, and then relaxed.

　　Seeing everyone coming, Franklin, who was sitting at the table, looked at Michael beside him, and asked:

　　"So, we're here today, shouldn't we be watching those fake tits shaking in front of us?"

　　Before he could finish speaking, Lester's slightly curious voice came from behind him:

　　"of course not!"

　　Everyone looked at the prestige and saw Lester, who was still dressed as a hacker, walking into the office with a cane.

　　Under the gaze of the four, Lester stood in front of a conference whiteboard by the wall and started his speech:

　　"A long time ago, in a faraway place, there were three people. Michael, Trevor... and Lester!"

　　"And Brad."

　　After being suddenly interrupted by Trevor, Lester was slightly startled, and then said:

　　"Yeah, of course, Brad is there sometimes... I mean, of course there are others. So, uh..."

　　"In short, we rob, lie, hurt others, and live in an almost obscene way..."

　　"but!"

　　In an instant, Lester's tone was full of nostalgia and longing:

　　"We always dream of one thing, and only one thing..."

　　"The big one!"

　　"One vote is big!!"

　　Trevor spoke first, followed by Michael, and finally, the three of them shouted in unison:

　　"One big vote!!!"

　　Lu Qi didn't react much to this sudden shout, but Franklin, who was beside him, was so frightened that his body trembled, and then he scolded:

　　"Gan! What's a big vote?!"

　　"It's joint savings..."

　　Following Michael's words, Lester went on to explain:

　　"About 200 million gold nuggets were given by the benevolent Uncle Sam. If we can really realize this dream, we will most likely be wanted by the ZF authorities in the rest of our lives..."

　　"but!"

　　After a pause, Lester raised one hand high, like a stage actor standing in the center of the ten thousand theater stage, with an intoxicated and sacred expression:

　　"This will be ~~our~~ masterpiece!"

　　"So, gentlemen, let's do something bad that will keep our name on Uncle Sam's list!"

　　After Lester finished his speech, Lu Qi asked:

　　"Do you have a plan?"

　　"Just a rough idea. Before that, we have to gather enough intelligence... That's what we're going to do next."

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi shrugged and agreed.

　　"Let's go, let's investigate the scene first."

　　Led by Lester, as soon as everyone walked out of the manager's office, the refrigerator slammed open, and a male corpse fell out of it.

　　However, this scene, no one knows...

　　. . .

　　Coming to the back door of the club, Lester leaned on crutches and pointed to Jiangshan Road:

　　"According to the information, there are two joint deposit money trucks that will drive along East Los Santos Purity Avenue at about 3:30 in the afternoon."

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi couldn't help but looked down at his watch and found that it was half past twelve.

　　There are still three hours.

　　"We're on a tight schedule, so we're going to score."

　　"Trevor and I needed to record their travels in order to find the proper carjacking site, so we were going to his little airport in Blaine County, and we took a helicopter and followed them from the air."

　　Lester sat on Trevor's Canis Universal Walker with some peeling paint, and continued:

　　"As for Michael, Franklin, and Alex, the three of you should go to the bank and test the water temperature to see what's going on there."

　　Franklin, who heard the slang in the industry, asked hesitantly, "Uh... let's try... the water temperature?"

　　"Yes, it is to understand the surrounding situation, such as security cameras, escape routes, on-site conditions, etc. Don't miss any information worthy of attention, maybe there are details that determine success or failure..."

　　"All right..."

　　The five people got into two cars respectively.

After parting ways at the crossroads, Michael drove Franklin and Alex with Franklin and Alex to Union Savings Bank in San Antonio.

　　After a brief pause at the bank gates, commenting on the flimsy bank guards, the car circled around and stopped outside the Arcadis Centre on Alta Street.

　　Across the street is the back door of United Savings Bank.

　　Through the rolled down car window, the three of them were at the back door of the bank, only to see a bored guard guarding the door.

　　"Look, brother, let me tell you, the guards are loose, like Rama's stinky mouth..."

　　Frowning, Michael couldn't believe it, "Yeah, it's fucking weird, isn't it?"

　　"Dude, I thought the fucking state-run savings bank would send more than one bastard to protect it."

　　"Really? Maybe our country is really bankrupt..."

　　While speaking, Michael asked Lu Qi, who was sitting in the back seat, through the rearview mirror of the car:

　　"Alix, what do you think?"

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi spread his hands and said:

　　"United Savings is located in the center of the city, and the LSPD headquarters is nearby. As long as the alarm sounds, a large number of notes will arrive at the scene within tens of seconds. Besides, the gold and large bills are not in the bank lobby, but in the In the underground vault, the guards outside are weaker, which is not surprising. After all, no one dares to rob them, and hiring more guards is a waste..."

　　"That's true." Michael nodded in agreement.

　　"So, if we use the old-fashioned method of entering the bank head-on, controlling the hostages, and letting the manager open the vault, surely it won't work?"

　　"It's not impossible, it's dead. Do you want to enjoy being surrounded by a large number of LSPDs with nowhere to run?"

　　After making up the picture, Franklin couldn't help shaking his head, "Damn, then we'd better not have a frontal anus, I don't want to try the feeling of being chased by a bullet..."

　　Hearing Franklin's words, Michael raised his mouth slightly and comforted:

　　"Don't worry, Lester will figure it out, as always..."