The girl returned to the office and made the manager very curious. He thought it would take more time to allow the suspect to stay here, but he didn't expect that the girl only took one minute to keep the other party. Just now, he had contacted the city's investigation bureau through hands-free methods, and he promised that he could see their traces outside the bank gate in five minutes.

People from the Bureau of Investigation will not enter the bank to arrest people. This is also the result of the compromise between the Imperial Bank and the cabinet. If the police or agents from the Bureau of Investigation go to the bank to arrest people, it will cause the bank to lose a lot of money - if no one comes to deposit or withdraw money for a long time, it will basically be rotten in the bank's pocket. Every year, at least tens of millions of illegal funds are swallowed up by the bank, and a large proportion of the owners of the account may be in jail, and a small number of owners absconded, and in the end, about 5% of the people in the anonymous account are finished.

The Bank of Imperial is very popular with those clients who are in jail. Although it is far less popular than those account owners who go to see God. When these people are in jail, they may be ten or twenty years later, and they will never expect to come out in their lifetime. The money they have in the bank is equivalent to money in the bank's own pockets, and they can use it whatever they want. As for those clients who can be released after several months or two or three years, they probably don't have much money in the bank's account, and they are not the type that banks like.

In this era where inflation has been visible to the naked eye, the one million that exists in the bank now and ten years later, and the one million that exists in twenty years or fifty years later are definitely not the same concept. Now one million can buy several buildings, but in fifty years, it may not even be able to afford a household in a building. When these people come out and use this money a long time later, the bank is very happy to give it to them, after all, it must take care of the bank's credibility.

"How did you tell him?" The manager pressed his hand on the back of the chair, leaning his legs sideways, looking very impatient, "How long will he stay?"

The girl looked aggrieved and lowered her head, with a smile in her tone, "He gave me some money and asked me to find a way to do his business, so look, I'll discuss with you again to see if there is any way to help him do this." As she said that, she asked nervously, "Will I keep this money myself, or should I hand it over to the people of the Investigation Bureau when he is arrested?"

The manager touched his chin and said that the surveillance account involved 2.15 million yuan of illegal funds, and the other party asked to transfer them all immediately. This guy must have committed a serious economic crime or was wanted. What these people care about is definitely not the change that can be put in their pockets and not found. What they care about is when they can leave the empire and when they can enjoy the wealth of their crimes outside the empire.

Therefore, these people have never been so stingy about things they can do with some money, and managers are very experienced in this regard.

It seems that the bank manager has a lot of ideas, but in fact it only takes a moment. He lowered his voice and said, "Give me 20% of it, I will tell the people from the Bureau of Investigation."

The girl pinched the joints of the index finger with her thumbnail. The pain could not stop her from being excited about laughing out loud. She nodded repeatedly and continued to face the ground, preventing the manager and the person outside the office from seeing the expression on her face, "No problem!"

The manager couldn't help but ask, "How much is 20%?"

"Forty dollars!"

The two of them acted for a while. The security guard outside the bank told the manager via radio that his "customer" had arrived. The manager reluctantly signed his name on the remittance slip. He threw the remittance slip to the ground with dissatisfaction, and stood up and walked a few steps, with an extremely stern expression on his face, as if he was scolding the girl. The girl bent down to pick up the remittance slip, bowed her head and left the office. When she walked back, she felt aggrieved, and her eyes looked red, and she didn't know when she would shed tears.

In fact, it is happiness that is about to cry, but at this time it seems to be aggrieved.

"Sir, what you told me is done, but if you go to the federal side, you need to wait until the twenty-five of this month to withdraw the money. Do you think it's OK?" The girl also explained to Mr. Roel that the twenty-five of each month is the settlement date between the Imperial Bank and the three major federal banks. These remittances that are not planned must be returned to the federal bank account after the settlement date.

Roel nodded and stood up. He stretched out his hands to hold the girl's hand tightly and shook it hard. "Thank you very much, I don't know what kind of words should I use to express my gratitude now. If you have the chance, I hope we can meet again!" He let go of his hand and held the hat and raised it slightly, "Then I will say goodbye first, goodbye, ma'am!"

The girl forced a smile to watch Mr. Roel leave the bank, then quickly walked into the bathroom. She locked herself in the bathroom compartment and laughed irresistibly.

Yes, Mr. Roel was very generous and gave her another gift in addition to the money, just when they had contacted each other for the second time.

The girl sat on the toilet and looked at the golden dolphin holding the palms of her hands, her breathing became rapid. She could feel that the dolphin had at least fifty grams, or a little more, which was another generous income, and it only belonged to her income.

Today is her lucky day. In just under half an hour, she actually earned a thousand yuan!

On the other hand, Mr. Roel immediately put on his sunglasses after leaving the bank gate. He walked along the sidewalk to the nearby bus station. He did not buy cars in this city, nor did he have so much cash to buy cars. Mennon is very powerful, and he can easily find out where his account has been cashed, which is one of the reasons why he dare not apply for a fake certificate.

He has always heard that Mennon has contact with many gang members. If the news of his fake passport or the news of his smuggling reached Mennon's ears, he would be arrested and sent back to the west by these people. He appeared in the newspaper several times a while ago, and he dared not take this risk. Do you know if Mennon has already made his friends pay attention to him.

The second reason... In fact, he doesn't know where to make fake passports and documents. How could he, a high-class elite who walks all day long, know those garbage that hides in the sewer and makes a little money by illegal means?

Just as he walked about fifty meters, someone suddenly pushed him heavily from behind him, which caught him off guard and lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. Then he felt a very powerful sole stomping on his back, his hat and sunglasses were also knocked away. A guy in a windbreaker lowered his head and grabbed his hair and lifted his head, "Mr. Roel, you have been arrested!"

At this moment, Mr. Roel was completely disappointed, but there was something to be thankful for, that was, the person who caught him was not Mennon's, but the official one. At least it would not make him die soon. Perhaps he would face a long imprisonment, but as long as his money was still there, nothing was wrong.

Of course, he did not see the bank manager who was talking to an investigative agency at the bank entrance and the bank staff who provided him with services. When the agent left, the manager looked at the girl and whispered: "Fifty yuan, you see, I gave him a pack of cigarettes, and the money must be included."

The girl wanted to defend that the pack of cigarettes was only 35 minutes, but she nodded in the end. After all, she was an excellent employee and she had to raise her salary.

Roel was soon sent back to Vanriel after being arrested. He needed to be investigated by the Safety Committee because the wanted order was issued. They implemented the plan left by Ampe before leaving and succeeded. Then, Mr. Roel was naturally sent to them.

Facing the spotlight, Mr. Roel seemed very calm, and his money would soon be transferred to the federal account. As long as the money was still there, he would have nothing to be afraid of.

"Why are you arresting me?" Facing several safety committee agents in military uniforms, Mr. Roel obviously did not recognize the current situation. He thought these people would be as gentle as the agents of the Bureau of Investigation.

The answer to him was not a voice, but a fist!

A captain reorganized his cuffs, took a document from the table, slapped Mr. Roelle's face hard, and moved a little further later to let Mr. Roel see what was written on the document.

This is a death certificate. What made Mr. Roel feel frightened was that the underline that was proven to die was his name, and the photo next to it was his own appearance. The content of this document is not complicated, but only explains one thing. A gentleman named Roel accidentally fell into a tributary of the Onyx River because of a footstep. It was late at night, and no one found Mr. Roel who fell into the water, so he drowned...

Finally, there are joint signatures and seals from the District Prosecutor's Office, the District Court and the Local Police Department, which are enough to prove the reliability and authenticity of this document.
Chapter completed!