Reporters swarmed over and surrounded Keller, the Ability Bureau branch director. "Was anything stolen from the vault? Was any gold taken?"
"Director Keller, who was the person wearing Steel Armor? Did you have any prior information on him?"
"Why did you dispatch multiple ability users to capture him and still let the robber escape? Was there something wrong with your plan?"
Keller's face darkened as he forced out a sentence through clenched teeth.
"No comment at this time!"
Before long, the flying ability user returned and said dejectedly, "I lost him. He was too fast. Once he exceeded Mach 2, I couldn't keep up."
"Shit!" Director Keller cursed.
A meticulous capture plan and ample manpower, yet the robber had escaped so easily. It was a tremendous humiliation for both the Ability Bureau and the FBI.
The four supervisors were revived, and after identification, they finally confirmed the suspect's identity.
"Jon Jiang."
The reporters also received word that more than a thousand tons of gold had been stolen from the Federal Reserve Vault. It was an utterly terrifying figure that caused a massive public uproar. The incident had affected both the United States stock market and currency market, costing the Federal Reserve tens of billions in just a few days.
At the same time, the robber's information was exposed. Jon Jiang—this was the second time people had heard that name within a week.
Half a year ago, he had caused the great Los Angeles blackout.
A week ago, he had killed ability user Mo En.
Today, he had looted the Federal Reserve Vault.
People across the United States now remembered the name Jon Jiang.
A yellow school bus stopped. Speedy climbed aboard and saw his good friend Springy already sitting there. Smiling, he sat beside him.
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