Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 278 - 277: The Pauper

Chapter 278: Chapter 277: The Pauper

Although his wife had died, for Boer, it was a cause for celebration.

He had lost his fortune, but now Boer was safe and had even left himself a way out.

So, after a good night’s sleep, Boer looked invigorated, his fear and despair of the past several days completely dispelled.

He elegantly wiped his mouth with a pristine napkin and, with a slight smile, said, "Now, let’s go to the bank!"

Finally, Yang Yi heard the words he had been longing to hear.

Boer walked in the middle, with Yang Yi and the others like his bodyguards. Then it was Yang Yi who respectfully opened the car door for Boer and ushered him in.

Upon arrival at the headquarters of the United Bank of Switzerland, Boer didn’t go to the public hall but instead headed straight for the VIP service room. Then, with an indifferent face, he said to the person who received him, "Senior VIP, the name is Stu, withdrawal by account number and password."

The clerk immediately said, "Sir, please provide your account number."

Boer glanced at the people around him, and Yang Yi and the others immediately stepped back, retreating about four or five meters away, then Boer picked up a pen and wrote down a long string of numbers on a piece of paper, which he then pushed to the bank staffer.

Soon, the female bank clerk nodded and said, "Good day, sir. Please enter your password."

Boer entered a long series of numbers on a password device, after which the female clerk smiled and said, "Please wait a moment, sir."

Yang Yi and Mike beside him exchanged glances, then they both smiled.

The excitement, oh, a hundred million US dollars!

Shortly after, the female clerk smiled at Boer and said, "The password is correct. What service would you like to perform?"

Boer replied indifferently, "Transfer one hundred million US dollars into this account, deduct the necessary fees from my account."

Very soon, the female clerk said softly, "I’m sorry, sir, your account balance is insufficient for a hundred million US dollars."

Boer froze instantly, while Yang Yi behind him felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Mike sighed softly.

Boer turned pale, his voice trembling, "Insufficient balance for a hundred million dollars? Impossible! Tell me, how much is left?"

"Sir, this account’s remaining balance is 632 dollars and 45 cents," she said.

If Boer hadn’t been leaning on the desk and sitting in a chair, he would have collapsed to the floor at her words.

As for Mike, he turned his head away in disappointment, gently patting Yang Yi’s shoulder, and said softly, "Condolences for your loss."

Boer was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice, shouting, "Impossible! There should have been three hundred and eighty million US dollars in this account! Now you’re telling me only 632 dollars and 45 cents are left? What’s going on! Explain this!"

After responding with a professional smile, the clerk replied sympathetically, "Seven days ago, someone withdrew all the funds using the password, leaving just enough to maintain the account."

Boer was completely dazed, unmoving and silent for a long time.

Yang Yi wasn’t sure what to feel either. He walked over to Boer’s side and nudged his shoulder.

Snapping out of his stupor, Boer gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! My instruction was that withdrawal could only be done here, and I’m the only one who knew the password. It’s impossible! No one else but me could know the password. There must be some mistake! Where is my money! Tell me this is just a poor joke!"

The female clerk, with regret written across her face, said, "I’m sorry, sir, this is no joke. The money in this account is gone, someone took it with the password, that’s all there is to it."

Yang Yi sighed and said softly to Boer, "Let’s go."

Boer seemed tempted to burst into anger, but after taking a few deep breaths, he stood up dispiritedly.

Boer stumbled, and Yang Yi quickly reached out to steady him, but Boer pushed Yang Yi’s hand away immediately.

With a face ashen, Boer muttered under his breath, "It’s over, it’s all over, now it’s completely over..."

Just then, the female bank clerk said softly, "Sir, I must remind you that if this account doesn’t receive a deposit of over five million US dollars by the end of the year, it will be closed."

Boer paused for a moment and then, without looking back, continued to walk out.

Of course, Yang Yi and the others followed him out.

Just as he was about to leave through the bank’s doors, Zhang Yong suddenly sighed and said in a low voice, "What a pity for the fifty million, if only we had struck first..."

After stepping out of the bank, Boer closed his eyes, spread his arms, took a deep breath, and then suddenly said, "You can take action now."

Yang Yi asked in a deep voice, "Take action on what?"

Boer gave a miserable smile and said, "I’m done for; I’m completely finished. I can’t pay a dime now, so if you want to kill me to vent your anger, go ahead."

Mike said coldly, "Get in the car first."

Everyone got back into the car, but Boer slumped into his seat as soon as he was inside and didn’t move anymore.

Once everyone was seated, Mike said coldly, "Mr. Stupak, you owe us one hundred million US dollars. Please tell me how you intend to pay it back."

Boer said impatiently, "I have no money left; I can’t give you any more money. Like I said, if you want to kill me to vent, go ahead."

After covering his face with his hands, Boer let out a long wail and then refused to speak again.

Now Yang Yi had two choices: either really kill Boer to vent his anger or act as if the one hundred million US dollars never existed and let Boer go since he didn’t have a penny left and keeping Boer would mean feeding him too.

The atmosphere in the car was very heavy, and Yang Yi finally spoke up, "Mr. Stupak, are you truly out of ways to make money? You have assets; perhaps you could transfer some of your properties to us."

Boer sighed and said, "It’s gone, everything’s gone."

Yang Yi said helplessly, "This makes it difficult, Mr. Stupak."

Boer waved his hand with an air of total disinterest and said, "Don’t talk anymore, and don’t doubt anything. Just take me somewhere deserted and end me with a knife, let’s settle this once and for all and be done with it."

With a cold voice, Mike said, "Usually, I would choose to extract whatever residual value he has, but if indeed he has no residual value left to extract, then it might indeed be better to kill him. I hate feeling disappointed, but today I am very disappointed, a hundred-million-dollar worth of disappointment."

Yang Yi said with a headache, "Don’t rush, let me think."

After thinking it through seriously, Yang Yi realized that Boer really seemed to have no residual value left to extract, but killing Boer didn’t seem quite feasible; he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Xiao Ran suddenly said, "You’re a banker; you’re familiar with financial operations. Couldn’t you use your skills to make money?"

Boer said with a bitter face, "I’m familiar with the United States, but I can’t go back there. I’m not familiar with Europe; the rules are different, the methods are different, and I don’t have any useful connections in Europe. But of course, if you don’t mind, I’m willing to give it a try."

Yang Yi cleared his throat and said, "I do have an idea. Before you’re banned from the casino, how about you try to win some money there?"