Chapter 175: Bank Robbery
“Kyaaaah!”
“Shut up!”
“Hurry up and put the money in the bag!”
“Yes, just a moment!”
The bank was in complete chaos.
Blood continued to flow from the fallen security guard, and people crouched down, screaming.
Oh. Everyone’s quite the actor, aren’t they?
One of the robbers grabbed an employee by the collar and shouted roughly.
“Do you all want to die!?”
“Hiccup-”
Even though his collar wasn’t grabbed, Jinseo hiccupped in surprise.
Finding it ridiculous, he covered his mouth and looked back at Muyoung. He knew it was fake, but it was still absurd.
“What kind of bank robber just…”
“Still, since it’s a broadcast, no one’s cursing. Haha.”
“You two over there! Shut your mouths!”
“Oh, sorry.”
“Hands behind your back and put your head down!”
Muyoung and Jinseo followed the robber’s instructions.
The sound of money being put into a sports bag could be heard, and the excited gang members continuously pointed their guns at the citizens’ heads.
“It’s all in.”
Will they leave just like that? So easily?
Just as the robbers with the bags were about to leave the bank,
Whoooong-
The sound of sirens and flashing red lights came from outside.
The police had arrived. The panicked robbers looked around, unable to do anything.
“Ah, you are surrounded! Surrender peacefully!”
The loudspeaker’s voice echoed clearly.
With gun-wielding police everywhere outside and no back door, they froze, not knowing what to do.
Then, a man shouted,
“Lower the shutter! Lock the door!”
A standoff, not a standoff, a hostage situation, not a hostage situation, began. They lined up the citizens and plotted among themselves.
“What do we do now?”
As Jinseo whispered, Muyoung raised his head to check the camera’s position.
This was also part of the role-playing script. All the small cameras were pointed at Muyoung and Jinseo.
“Instructions should come soon, right?”
“Hey, everyone, stay calm.”
“Yes?”
The man sitting next to him tapped Muyoung’s waist.
“I’m a former NIS secret agent.”
“Wow.”
The man claiming to be an agent. Muyoung’s eyes widened as he nodded.
“Let’s take these guys down together.”
The instructions for the role-playing came down.
Take down the armed robbers!
“Ahahaha. Amazing.”
“You over there, shut up!”
Muyoung closed his mouth with a ‘Hup-’ and feigned ignorance.
The agent muttered seriously,
“I have a gun. I can take down two of them, but the third is too much. Kim Gido and Park Garama need to help me.”
“How do you know our names?”
“…We need to hurry!”
The secret agent, seeming to realize his mistake, quickly changed the subject in response to Muyoung’s question. Ah, this is too funny.
“How can we help?”
“When I cough, draw their attention. Then I’ll take them down in one go.”
“Hmm. Draw their attention?”
“I heard you’re very good at acting like you’re having a seizure. Good enough to fool even those who know it’s coming.”
“Where did you hear that?”
“A secret agent knows everything.”
He was talking about the acting Muyoung did during the
“Brother. What do we do now?”
“What else? Tell the police to prepare a car.”
“Let’s each take a hostage and split up. Meet tonight in Incheon.”
“By five in the morning, don’t be late.”
“Damn. I didn’t think it would come to this.”
The bank robbers spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear, as if they were going to share information. They seemed to plan to escape and then flee the country.
“Do we really have to go all the way to Incheon?”
“No, I think it’ll end here.”
As Jinseo looked disgusted, Muyoung reassured him. Even production budgets have their limits, right? Besides, judging by the number of cameras in the bank, this was the main filming location.
“Ugh…”
Then, the security guard let out a painful groan. The bank manager raised his hand.
“Uh, our employee is still alive. Please let us take him to the hospital. I beg you.”
At his request, the three robbers simultaneously looked at the half-dead guard. And, as if coordinated, they shouted.
“How dare you!”
“Get down!”
Bang! Bang!
“Aaah!”
“Kyaah!”
They fired their guns again and forced everyone to lie down on the floor. Muyoung and Jinseo were no exception.
“Brother. At this point…”
“Yeah. Let’s clear out the inner vault too.”
“Everyone listen up! Some of you will have to help us. Employees, put your heads down and don’t move! Bank manager and… yeah, you two.”
“Huh? Us?”
Muyoung and Jinseo were pointed out. Simultaneously, everyone’s gaze fell on them.
“What’s their relationship?”
“We’re… lovers.”
Of course, this was in the context of the story.
Right now, they were Gido and Garama, not Muyoung and Jinseo.
“Perfect. Come forward.”
As Muyoung slowly stood up, the secret agent sent a signal. It meant to act out the seizure at the right moment. Shuffling forward, Muyoung raised both hands and smiled.
“…Smiling?”
“Uhp, sorry.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m a building owner.”
“A building owner? You’re a total golden spoon?!”
“A grandfather I never knew left it to me. Thanks to that, I survived.”
Another round of promotion like this, huh.
It was ridiculously funny. Muyoung held back his laughter and put on a serious face. The robber snorted and pointed the gun inside.
“Bank manager, lead the way. You two, help move the money.”
“Yes, sir!”
Muyoung lightly saluted and turned around.
The bank manager, sweating profusely, reluctantly led them. Entering the inner room, a massive vault came into view. The kind you only see in movies.
“Open it, Mr. Bank Manager.”
“I, I can’t open it.”
“Huh? You want to die?”
“It’s not that, I really can’t open it. The vault has a password, and I don’t know it.”
“Password?”
Ta-da!
The bank manager pointed to a code written on the wall.
[1*1=1
11*11=4
111*111=9
1111*1111=16
Therefore, the password is 12121212 and 13131313.]
“What’s this?”
“I don’t know. It came from headquarters…”
Whoosh-
The robber struck the bank manager’s back with all his might.
It was so well-coordinated that Jinseo, who had looked away for a moment, flinched, thinking it was real.
“Ugh…”
“Open it! Open it, I said!”
“I really don’t know…”
“Then there’s no choice.”
Whoosh-
“Die.”
Just as the robber pointed the gun at the bank manager,
“3637.”
Muyoung, who had been quietly reading the code, muttered.
“What?”
“The code, it’s 3637.”
And grin. He shrugged his shoulders and entered the password.
Beep-beep-beep-beep!
“Wow, it’s open!”
With a clear sound, the vault door clicked open.
Having solved it too easily, the bank robber and the bank manager looked at each other in surprise.
According to the script, the bank manager was supposed to die here. Everyone froze at the unexpected turn of events.
“Oh. So much money. Plastic bags, please.”
“Uh? Uh.”
“Garama, let’s do it together.”
“Huh? Uh-huh.”
Jinseo was the same.
Muyoung squatted down and began transferring the money into plastic bags. The robber asked, looking ridiculous,
“…How did you solve it?”
“Oh, that? 1 times 1 is 1, right? 11 times 11 is 121. Adding those digits gives 4. Similarly, 111 times 111 is 12,321. Adding those digits gives 9. 1,111 times 1,111 is 1,234,321. Adding those digits gives 16. I solved it that way.”
Without even using a calculator, he did it mentally? No, what’s more surprising is figuring out the pattern in such a situation.
He said he’s from Seoyeon University, but I didn’t expect his mind to work this quickly.
“Yikes. Did I solve it too quickly?”
Muyoung hesitated and whispered.
Though their faces were covered, the robbers’ dilemma was palpable. He stammered, continuing his role.
“Qu, quickly pack it!”
“Yes, got it!”
Muyoung filled the plastic bags with money and dragged them out to the lobby. Seeing the bank manager unharmed, the robber’s accomplices looked puzzled.
“What? Why isn’t the bank manager dead?”
“I don’t know. Ha Muyoung solved the problem too quickly.”
“What do we do now?”
“Just go. There’s no choice.”
As they argued, Muyoung slipped his hand into the bank manager’s inside pocket. Startled, the manager tried to speak, but Muyoung covered his mouth with a finger, signaling him to stay quiet.
“Well, then.”
It was the final stage.
They handed the bags to Muyoung and Jinseo, then pressed their guns against their backs.
“We’re leaving. You two will be our shields.”
“Gulp! Gasp!”
Then, a cough was heard, and Muyoung collapsed forward, seemingly lifeless. His legs gave way instantly, and he tumbled uncontrollably to the floor.
Thud-
“Huh? What?”
“Aaah!”
Bang! Bang!
One of the robbers, feigning panic, grabbed Muyoung’s shoulder, but the secret agent began firing wildly. The robbers returned fire.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Kyaaaah!”
“Aaah!”
The bank erupted into chaos once again.
People scrambled under chairs, screaming. Two robbers were instantly shot and fell, spraying blood. The man holding Muyoung’s shoulder met the same fate.
“Damn it-!”
“No!”
Bang!
As he tried to shoot the agent, Muyoung quickly pulled the gun toward himself. But…
“What, what?”
Blood was gushing from Muyoung’s stomach.
The robber, stunned, hesitated, and the agent shot him.
Bang!
Though he pretended to collapse as his chest burst… there was no way to explain why blood was flowing from Ha Muyoung’s stomach. Lying awkwardly, his gaze fixed on Ha Muyoung.
“Hey! You!”
Jinseo was the same.
Shocked, he grabbed Muyoung’s shoulder and shook him.
“What, why, why is this happening?”
“I’ve been shot…”
“What are you talking about? This is all…”
It’s just a prop gun with sound effects. Where did the bullets come from? The people hiding under the chairs also raised their heads, checking Muyoung’s condition. Seeing his pale face and sweat dripping from his hair, they sensed something was wrong.
“Why is Ha Muyoung like that?”
“He says he’s been shot?”
“Where are the bullets?”
“What? I don’t know. Is this a broadcast accident?”
“Call the PD…”
Murmurs spread as people surrounded Muyoung and Jinseo, whispering among themselves. Muyoung looked genuinely unwell, his sweat-soaked hair a clear sign.
“Hey, don’t joke around…”
“Garama, it was nice meeting you…”
He struggled to speak, each word strained.
“My building is yours.”
“…???”
“Please love
Rattle-
“Cut! Cut! Muyoung!”
At that moment, the shutter opened, and the PD and staff rushed in.
And Ha Muyoung, as if he hadn’t been dying, opened his eyes wide and smiled.
“If you hadn’t seen me take the bank manager’s blood pack, you would’ve been really surprised. Don’t do that suddenly!”
“Huh? Did you see it?”
“Of course. How many cameras are there?”
“Ahaha. Busted.”
He had taken the blood pack strapped to the bank manager’s chest and popped it himself.
Muyoung scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and smiled.
“Shall we wrap up?”
“…Yeah. Let’s.”
Muyoung, covered in fake blood, lay down and looked at the main camera. Jinseo, wiping his moist eyes, came to his senses.
“Episode 12: Role-Playing Bank Robbery!”
As the PD shouted loudly, the supporting actors instinctively struck their signature poses.
Since the broadcast would show the wrap-up, they had to end it properly.
They shouted in unison,
“Huge success!”
“Good job, everyone!”
“Good job!”
“Wow, Muyoung, you really had me going.”
“I’m a fan, can I get an autograph…?”
“Is this the acting from the audition?”
Muyoung, surrounded by extras, greeted them. Jinseo, overcome with emotion, lightly punched Muyoung’s stomach.
At least give a signal that it’s acting!
“Oof…”
Muyoung groaned but continued to wave a V-sign at the camera.