Caitou: "It's better if you bribe the people in the bank. It's still money."
The boss said: "If it were a bank in Hong Kong City, it could be like this. But this guy is extremely cunning. His big account is overseas. The bank in Hong Kong City can only check the transfer records. And he may have transferred it overseas many times. .”
Caitou has vaguely heard of this.
Today's finance is different from that of their time. They are all transferred around foreign banks.
Caitou added, "They can do this kind of thing. I'm already in my sixties, so it's not appropriate."
The boss said: "They are all regular visitors to the police station, no. The police will be suspicious. I want to make a new face, preferably older and someone who has been on the street and can be ruthless. Anyway, I have already said hello, you have Ask in a few hours.”
Caitou: "As I get older, I won't take risks if things are too cheap."
Boss: "How much do you want?"
Caitou: "How much does he owe you?"
The boss was a little vague: "It's not a lot, maybe a few hundred million."
Caitou: "Then I won't ask for more than 10 million."
The boss couldn't hold it back and cursed: "Why don't you go and grab it?"
Caitou: "If you don't want to give up, forget it."
Others advised Caitou: "Oh, wait a minute and let the boss think about it."
Someone else advised the boss: "Boss, if you get back several hundred million, it's worth giving him ten million. I heard that that bastard had an accident recently. He owes a lot of money. If you wait a little longer, others might ask him, Transfer the money away. You won’t get a penny by then.”
The boss gritted his teeth: "Okay. Ten million is ten million, but you have to ask me."
Caitou: "Please give me a deposit of tens of thousands of yuan first."
Boss: "No, if you take the deposit and don't work, and run away, I will lose tens of thousands of yuan. Anyway, when the time comes, I will pay you the money and the account password, and I won't miss you. Why don't you hold on to the account password?" Give it to me and I won’t get the money.”
Caitou: "Okay, because of the introductions from so many old guys. I believe you once. How am I going to enter the police station and come out again."
Boss: "The reason why I chose this place is because it is under the control of that bastard's police station who is hiding from debts. You see that shabby second-hand car outside, that's my car. Take a few gulps of wine, go out and smash it , and then someone will call the police. The police will think that it is a drunken homeless man causing trouble, and will detain you. The police station here only has one detention room, so you and that bastard must be locked up together. The police will call me in the morning and ask me for Don’t prosecute you, I told them if they don’t hold you accountable, they will let you out. I’m here waiting for you to come back and trade.”
Caitou: "Sounds reasonable. But how can I interrogate him at the police station? The police will come out to stop me."
The boss smiled: "Generally, if it's not too much, the police won't care. The rest depends on you. Besides, why I want to find you is because you look much thinner and older than him. He said that if you hit him, the police will definitely I don’t believe it. If you said he hit you, it’s possible.”
Caitou: "Okay."
The boss poured him a glass of wine: "See you tomorrow morning."
I finished the dish in one gulp, poured myself another glass, and drank it.
After sitting for a while, waiting for the wine to start, he opened the door and went out.
When Yang Shouzhuo heard this, he cursed in his heart: Damn it, this bastard, he really planned it too carefully, who can see it.
Li Wenjun stood up and walked slowly to the huge French window.
Ji Qingtao and Yang Shouzhuo also followed up and looked down.
An old man with gray hair came out of the KTV door. His gray hair looked a little strange in the shining light of the neon lights.
This is the dish just now.
Caitou held a bench in his hand and smashed it against a new second-hand car, cursing in his mouth: "Rich people are amazing, park your car here and block my way. I'll smash it all for you." .”
Ji Qingtao sneered: "Hey, it's a true performance. It's quite engaging."
Two patrolling SIRs rushed down from the slope blowing whistles.
Caitou threw down the bench and continued to curse: "You guys are just doing it for a living."
The SIR handcuffed him and took him away.
A group of people came out of the KTV and looked back at Li Wenjun.
Li Wenjun nodded and they left.
Yang Shouzhuo stretched out: "Tsk. Is it over so soon?"
Ji Qingtao: "It's a pity that we can no longer see what happened in the police station."
Li Wenjun said: "My company helped upgrade the surveillance system of their police station last year. Although it is a closed-circuit television, I set up a backdoor. This is just within the signal transmission range."
He turned on his phone and a picture appeared on the screen. The picture quality is not very good, it is black and white, and the picture quality is still bouncing, but it can be seen that Caitou was pushed into the detention room by SIR.
Over there, Mr. Chu was enduring the pain in his fingers and lower body, and wanted to sleep for a while on the hard cement table in the detention room. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door and an old man came in.
A Sir closed the door and left.
The old man suddenly raised his head and stared at Mr. Chu, like a stray dog staring at leftovers.
Mr. Chu's hair stood on end and he asked in horror: "What are you going to do?! This is the police station."
The old man grinned, showing his teeth yellowed by smoke: "Tell me your overseas bank card number and password. I won't hit you."
Mr. Chu: "Are you crazy? What kind of overseas bank?"
The old man grabbed him by the collar, raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "Say it or not. If you don't tell me, your life will be worse than death."
Mr. Chu shouted: "SIR, we killed someone, please come quickly."
No one paid any attention to him.
The old man smiled: "It seems that you have offended someone you shouldn't offend. This person is very powerful."
He was relieved, stepped on Mr. Chu's injured hand, and pressed it to the ground.
Mr. Chu's face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his head, and he screamed at the top of his voice: "Who have I offended? Why don't I go and admit my mistake to him? I don't have an overseas bank. Where did you get this crazy thing from? I don't know you." you."
"It's too late. If you admit your mistake now, won't I have no money to take it? I have a way to make you feel the pain of hanging, but you won't die." The old man took off his clothes, rolled up into a long strip, and approached Mr. Chu in a sinister manner. "If it happens a few times, the brain will be deprived of oxygen, and the person will directly become dementia. If you don't talk about it now, you won't remember it in the future, and in the end you will never be able to get the money out of it."
Mr. Chu turned around and wanted to run.
The old man put his clothes around his neck and strangled him.
Mr. Chu was so strangled that his face turned red and he desperately waved to the monitor for help.
The old man let go and said, "Go ahead."
Mr. Chu quickly said two numbers and a bank name.
The old man: "Say it again, I didn't remember it."
If Mr. Chu lied to him by telling him two random numbers, it would definitely be wrong to repeat them again.
