I, Kizaru, only came to the chat group after I became invincible

Chapter 440 The location where the stolen goods were hidden!

"When did he go out?" Borsalino continued to ask.

"About an hour ago," the proprietress replied.

Borsalino thanked the landlady and then found a secluded spot near the inn to wait. If Marcus really lived here, he would definitely come back.

After waiting for about two hours, a familiar figure appeared at the hotel entrance. It was Marcus; he looked alert and constantly observed his surroundings.

"They're back," Borsalino thought to himself. "But this time, I need to be even more careful."

He didn't act immediately, but continued to observe Marcus's behavior. Marcus stood at the hotel entrance for a few minutes, and only went inside after confirming it was safe.

“It seems yesterday’s exchange has made him more cautious,” Borsalino analyzed. “A direct assault isn’t a good approach.”

He began to think of a more ingenious strategy. The hotel's interior space was limited, and if the entrances and exits could be blocked, Marcus's stealth ability would be less useful.

Borsalino went around to the back of the hotel and found a small alley that led to the hotel's back exit.

"Block the back door first." He used his light abilities to make a special mark on the back door, which would sound an alarm if anyone touched it.

He then returned to the hotel's main entrance, preparing to carry out the arrest plan.

"Madam, I'd like to rent a room," he said to the receptionist. "Preferably on the second floor."

“Room 204 is still available on the second floor,” the landlady said. “It’s right next to 203.”

“Great.” Borsalino paid the room fee, got the key, and went upstairs.

Rooms 203 and 204 were indeed adjacent, separated only by a wall. Borsalino listened carefully to the sounds coming from next door in room 204.

Using his Observation Haki, he could sense that Marcus was in the next room, seemingly tidying up something.

"Are they preparing to move?" Borsalino wondered. "We can't wait any longer."

He quietly walked into the hallway and stood outside the door of room 203. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly kicked the door open forcefully.

“We meet again, Marcus,” he said calmly.

Marcus, who was in the room, was startled by Borsalino's sudden appearance, and dropped the package he was holding.

"How...how did you find this place?" Marcus asked in astonishment.

“Professional skills,” Borsalino said slowly. “This time you can’t escape.”

“Really?” Marcus quickly regained his composure. “Don’t forget my abilities!”

As he spoke, his body began to become transparent again.

But this time, Borsalino was prepared.

"Flash—Lighting in an enclosed space!"

The intense light instantly filled the entire room, leaving no blind spots. Under this all-around illumination, even someone who was invisible would leave a faint outline.

“And,” Borsalino continued, “do you think invisibility would be useful in such a small room?”

Indeed, the hotel rooms were very small, only a dozen square meters. In such a space, even if you couldn't see the other person, it was easy to find their location by process of elimination.

Marcus realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately moved toward the window, trying to escape from there.

But Borusalino was prepared.

"Yata Mirror - Light Speed ​​Interception!"

He transformed into a beam of light and instantly appeared in front of the window, blocking Marcus's escape route.

“I tampered with the back door too,” Borsalino said calmly. “This time you really have nowhere to run.”

Marcus circled the room and realized there was indeed no chance of escape. In such a confined space, his stealth advantage was completely useless.

“Damn it,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Surrender,” Borsalino urged. “You have no chance of winning.”

"Surrender?" Marcus sneered. "I have one last trick up my sleeve!"

He suddenly pulled out several small balls from his pocket and threw them forcefully into various corners of the room.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This time it wasn't a smoke bomb, but a real explosive device! The powerful explosion instantly destroyed the walls and windows of the room, and the entire second floor shook violently.

"A bomb?!" Borsalino hadn't expected the other side to have such a weapon.

In the chaos of the explosion, Marcus seized the opportunity to rush out through the blown-open wall. The hotel wall wasn't thick to begin with, and the explosion led directly into the alley next door.

"Light Wall - Protection!"

Borsalino immediately used his light powers to protect himself from the shrapnel. But this gave Marcus a chance to escape.

When the smoke cleared, Marcus had already escaped through the hole.

“He got away again,” Borsalino said with a sigh. “That guy really came prepared.”

But this time, he didn't completely fail. In the chaos of the explosion, Marcus dropped some items, including the package he had just been holding.

Borsalino picked up the package, opened it, and found some cash and a few notes inside.

“Interesting.” He examined the note carefully. “What are these?”

The note had addresses and times written on it, and it looked like some kind of record.

“This address is for a café in the port area,” Borsalino recognized one of the addresses. “This was three days ago.”

He continued examining the other notes and found similar records. Different addresses, different times, but all near the port area.

"Is this his log of actions?" Borsalino asked thoughtfully. "Why would he keep these records?"

While I was thinking, the hotel landlady rushed up to me.

"What happened? There was an explosion?" She looked at the destroyed room in panic.

“I’m sorry, there was a slight accident,” Borsalino said apologetically. “I will compensate for the damage.”

He gave the landlady some money and quickly left the hotel. Now was not the time to deal with these things; Marcus was surely already far away.

In the alley outside the hotel, Borsalino carefully searched for traces of Marcus's escape. There was some blood on the ground, indicating that the explosion had also caused him some injury.

“If you’re injured, your mobility will be limited,” Borsalino analyzed. “And your stealth ability will also be affected when you’re injured.”

He followed the trail of blood and soon reached the edge of the port area. But there, the blood disappeared.

“The wound must have been treated.” Borsalino stopped. “But he couldn’t have gone too far.” Just as he was considering his next move, the alarm at the back door suddenly went off.

"Someone touched the mark I put on the back door of the hotel?" he realized immediately. "No, Marcus has already escaped through the wall and won't be coming back to the hotel."

He rushed back to the hotel and found a crowd gathered near the back door. It turned out that the sound of the explosion had attracted many people, including the kingdom's guards.

"Sir, do you know what happened with the explosion just now?" a guard asked Borsalino.

“It was an accident that happened while chasing a criminal,” Borsalino said, showing his bounty warrant. “I was on a mission to capture ‘Goldfinger’ Marcus.”

“Marcus?” The guard’s eyes lit up. “You found him?”

“Found him, but he escaped,” Borsalino answered truthfully. “However, I have some leads.”

The guards immediately contacted their superiors, and soon more personnel arrived at the scene. It seems the Kingdom's government is indeed taking this case very seriously.

"Do you need our assistance?" the captain of the guard asked.

“Not for now.” Borsalino considered for a moment. “Too many people would only alert him. Give me some time; I’m confident I can catch him.”

“Okay, but please be careful,” the captain cautioned. “This Marcus is clearly dangerous.”

After leaving the scene, Borsalino found a quiet place and carefully examined the notes again.

“These addresses are all locations in the port area.” He recalled the map of the port area in his mind. “Cafes, small shops, docks…it seems there’s no particular order.”

But as an experienced investigator, Borusalino knew that every record had its significance.

“Wait a minute.” He suddenly noticed a detail. “These times are all fixed time slots.”

Upon closer observation, it was discovered that all the time records were concentrated between 10:00 AM and 12:00 PM each day.

“Ten o’clock in the morning to twelve o’clock. Is there anything special about this time period?” Borsalino pondered.

He recalled his previous observations of Marcus. The man did indeed frequently operate during the morning hours, and always near the port area.

"These aren't random records; they're his patrol routes!" Borsalino exclaimed, suddenly realizing. "He's monitoring these locations!"

“But why monitor these places?” he continued to ponder. “Unless… these locations have something in common.”

Borsalino decided to check out these addresses in person. The first address was a café in the port area, which he found quickly.

This was a very ordinary coffee shop, nothing special. But when he sat down and observed the place, he noticed something interesting.

From the coffee shop window, you can clearly see a building across the street. It's a small bank branch.

"The bank." Borsalino's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately checked the second address. It was a small shop, also located in the port area. When he arrived there, he found that the shop was also in view of the bank.

"He can observe the same bank from all locations?" Borsalino began to get excited. "He's monitoring the bank?"

To verify his guess, he went to several more addresses. Sure enough, all the locations shared a common feature—they offered a view of the bank in the port area.

“I see.” Borsalino understood completely. “The jewelry store was just the first target; his real target was the bank!”

"Furthermore, he had been observing the bank's situation, looking for an opportunity to strike."

This discovery gave Borusalino a completely new understanding of Marcus's behavior patterns. He was not just a simple thief, but a professional criminal with long-term plans.

“Since his target is the bank, he'll likely hide the stolen goods nearby,” Borsalino reasoned. “That would make surveillance easier, and also make it easier to escape after the crime.”

He began searching for possible hiding places around the bank. The bank was located in the heart of the port area, surrounded by many shops and warehouses.

Based on Marcus's behavioral patterns, he would choose a location that is both secluded and convenient for observing the bank.

"What about that building?" Borsalino asked, looking at an old-fashioned apartment building across from the bank.

The building has five floors, and from the top floors you can overlook the entire banking area. There's also a small alley behind the building, which is perfect for clandestine access.

Borsalino arrived at the apartment building and found that it indeed suited Marcus's needs. There was an abandoned shop downstairs, its doors and windows boarded up.

"This is it," his intuition told him.

He went around to the back of the apartment building and found some suspicious traces in the alley. There were some faint footprints on the ground, and the back door of the abandoned shop seemed to have been tampered with.

“Found it,” Borsalino thought with certainty.

He carefully inspected the back door and found that although the lock appeared intact, it had actually been cleverly modified. From the outside, nothing seemed amiss, but someone with expertise could easily open it.

"He's definitely a professional," Borsalino exclaimed, impressed by Marcus's skill level.

He didn't go in immediately, but first looked around to make sure there were no traps or alarm devices.

Pushing open the back door, Borsalino found himself inside an abandoned shop. The shop was filled with dust and discarded items, clearly indicating that no one had been there for a long time.

But in a corner of the shop, he noticed some new signs. Someone had been there recently and had moved some things around.

“It should be upstairs.” Borsalino followed the trail and found the stairs leading upstairs.

The stairs were narrow and somewhat dilapidated. He carefully made his way up, trying to avoid making any noise.

Borsalino stopped on the third floor. He sensed that someone had been active on this floor, and the presence was quite strong.

There were several rooms on the third floor, all left behind by previous residents. Borsalino checked them one by one and soon made a discovery in one of the rooms.

The room's window faces the bank, offering a great view. Furthermore, the room contains some personal belongings, indicating that someone has been living there for a long time.

“Another stronghold of Marcus,” Borsalino confirmed.

Under the bed in the room, he found a hidden compartment. Inside, he found a box filled with jewels.

"Found it!" Borsalino exclaimed excitedly, looking at the glittering jewels. "The real hiding place for the stolen goods!"

The jewelry in the box matches the description in the case file perfectly; all the stolen goods, worth 150 million Berries, are here.

“It seems Marcus was lying when he said he'd already sold it,” Borsalino thought to himself. “He couldn't bear to part with that huge sum and was trying to cash in slowly.”

While inspecting the jewelry, Borsalino suddenly heard footsteps downstairs. Someone had come in!

"Is it Marcus back?" He immediately became alert.

The footsteps grew closer, definitely heading towards the third floor. Borsalino quickly put away the jewelry box and then hid behind the door to wait.

Soon, the footsteps stopped at the doorway. The door was slowly pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

It was Marcus! He looked exhausted and had scars from the explosion.

(End of this chapter)