Chapter Twelve, Simon.

"Thank you, Babertak from the Engineering Department, this is my identification." A refined middle-aged man walked into the subway explosion site carrying a briefcase and handed over his credentials. "We have received instructions to handle the damaged areas."
The middle-aged official with a beer belly glanced at the ID, returned it, and then looked at the refined man and the construction team behind him. He breathed a sigh of relief. "
You guys came just in time! This is Finance Street, where there's a lot of money and plenty of people who like to complain. The mayor doesn't want to offend them, and I can't afford to offend the mayor, you know."
“就是这里了？”儒雅中年男子在中年官员的带领下来到破损严重的地铁口，“我的老天，有人玩得很愉快！”
“也有人很不愉快，希望你们赶紧先把这些蒸汽管线搞定，这里已经成了桑拿房。”中年官员擦着汗抱怨道，“我给你们带路，本来该那些戴警徽的家伙带路的，但他们全跑光了。”
"I don't like them either." The refined southern gentleman shrugged his shoulders.
"Then we have a lot in common. Let's go." The middle-aged official put his arm around the refined gentleman's shoulder and walked into the subway entrance. "These police officers are all useless. They take so much money from taxpayers, yet there is still so much crime out there."
When it comes to taxpayers' money, I heard there is a lot of money here.
said the elegant man with a smile.
"I can do it!" The refined man suddenly said.
Hearing this, the central and southern officials turned their heads in surprise, but then felt a sudden pain in their necks and passed out.
"I'll leave this to you, clear the way here, I'll go to the vault and wait for you."
The refined man dropped the anesthesia needle in his hand, gave a few instructions, and then left the subway station.
Returning to the car parked by the roadside,
he changed clothes at lightning speed.
He got out of the car and walked into the Federal Reserve Bank of Boston, which was not far from the subway station.
"Please inform the person in charge of the Enterprise Department that Mr. Fandeng has arrived." The refined man glanced at the sparsely populated hall and smiled, "There are so few people today."
"Damn explosion, all the guests ran away. Are you Mr. Vanderbilt? Wait a moment." The front desk manager checked the reservation list, confirmed it, and a smile appeared on his face. "There is indeed a reservation. I will go and contact someone to take care of you."
"Alright."
It didn't take long before a tall and thin middle-aged man came out.
"Mr. Van Den, I am the head of the Corporate Relations Department. I apologize for keeping you waiting."
While speaking, he led the elegant man and his companions towards the back office, passing through the security gate directly.
"Due to the subway explosion, our alarm system malfunctioned, and this security gate is now out of order," explained the tall and thin middle-aged man. Translated:
"I hope there haven't been any issues with your bank? I don't want my funds to be unsafe."
"No, please rest assured, everything is safe and sound!" confidently said the head of the Enterprise Department. "We are not just an ordinary commercial bank, we are the central bank of the government, and the Ministry of Finance is our main client."
"So I chose you."
"I remember you are in the floral business, Mr. Vandenberg." The tall and thin middle-aged man saw the elegant man heading straight to the elevator. "No, Mr. Vandenberg, you're going the wrong way. That's the elevator to the reserve vault..."
Just as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck and passed out.
Before losing consciousness, the tall and thin middle-aged man noticed that all the staff in the hall had already collapsed before him.
“你们留在这里，我去迎接我们的黄金。”
“好的，赛门先生！”
儒雅中年男子正是赛门，用炸弹逼迫警方玩游戏，就是为了将全市的警力调开，无暇顾及这里。
Exiting the elevator, Simon arrived at the underground vault.
The door happened to be opened.
A fully armed blonde woman walked out.
"Right on time, well done."
Gave the other a hug, Simon entered the vault.
"Now we own a mountain of gold worth four trillion dollars!"
In front of us are stacks of gold, forming a small mountain, while behind the golden mountain, a large hole has been drilled into the wall.
"Guys, let's get to work and clear this place out. There are no police within a twenty-block radius right now, no one will disturb us!"
Simon glanced at his watch, dialed a number, and it took a dozen rings before someone answered.
"Suwei, your physical fitness as a police officer is really poor. You almost didn't make it on time."
"You're not my woman, there's no need to be concerned about my physical fitness. I have already arrived at the park as you requested. What do you want us to do?"
"Alright, what has four legs and is always ready to travel? Solve this simple riddle and you will find a small gift."
The call ended abruptly.
"He is no longer useful, you can kill him now."
The assistant furrowed his brow and said, "
Not only did he kill your brother, but he also killed our two brothers. He must pay with his life!"
"He still has usefulness. Once we have transported the gold overseas, we will kill him. Perhaps before that time comes, that little present will take his life."
Saimon patted his assistant's shoulder and began inspecting the spoils before him.
"Huh?"
Saimon noticed a pile of golden cards and picked one up.
"Pawnshop? Fulfilling all desires?"
Throw it casually onto the forklift.
"With all this gold, what desires can't I satisfy?"
As soon as half of the gold was loaded onto the dump truck,
Simon took out his mobile phone again, and this time, Su Wei quickly answered the phone. Translated content:
“恭喜，你们还活着。”
“是的，让你失望了。”
“不不，我并不失望，只是你再次让我讶异，苏维，我喜欢这种感觉，现在享受其中。”赛门笑着说道，
“但我没那种时间，赛门，快告诉我炸弹在那里？”苏维的声音有些急切，这让赛门更加愉悦，
“正好相反，时间还很充裕，你有…”赛门看了看手表，“两小时四十七分钟，我们还有大把的时间继续玩游戏。”
"Listen, Simon, I no longer want to play games. I'll repeat it once again, where is the bomb?" Suvi's voice was already a bit annoyed.
"Your temper is really bad, Suvi. Please remember, there are many twists and turns on the path to truth. There is an envelope under the fountain elephant statue. As you follow the suggested route, think about this question: What is 21 in 42? Once you understand that, you will know where the bomb is."
After finishing the call, Simon hung up and saw his deputy approaching.
"Listen, Simon, several forklifts have gone on strike, and we are much behind schedule."
"Relax, our target is still alive, he has bought us enough time. What a great guy! He deserves a golden coffin tailored just for him."