Scott's thieving skills were beyond doubt. He always had some ingenious way of cracking all kinds of anti-theft measures.
Unfortunately, the secret information that fat goofball Louis had obtained had been deliberately leaked by Hank Pym, the first Ant-Man.
Just as he smugly believed he had found a fat sheep to fleece, Hank Pym had quietly called the police and calmly watched their performance...
As the main force behind the burglary, Scott had taken the job after Louis told him that some old man was rich, liked to keep his money in a safe, and had gone off on vacation.
Yet when he saw the vault door that looked like something out of a bank, Scott was utterly dumbfounded. Fortunately, relying on his clever mind, he still managed to break through it using water pressure.
But inside this tightly secured vault, there was only a set of incomprehensible old clothes, without so much as a single valuable item.
"Louis! This is the fat sheep you told me about?"
After going through so much trouble only to get this thing, Scott was on the verge of losing it.
He had planned to make one last score, earn enough to support his daughter, and then quit for good. But while Louis had brought him hope, he had also brought him endless despair.
"Oh, buddy, I don't know why this happened either, but you'd better get out of there fast..."
Louis said with a stammer over the earpiece.
"What's wrong?"
Scott found it strange. His technique had been flawless, all the alarm systems had been disabled, and since he had used water pressure, there had not even been much noise. There should not have been any problem.
"Because I can already see the police cars. I'm packing up and leaving. You'd better