Brother James knew that the sewer had reached the designated place, so he made up his mind, waved his horsewhip, and drove the police car forward. Carter and the others saw the police car behind them gradually catching up, and they couldn't help but feel agitated.

"That black van in front of you, stop on the left!" Weber yelled.

Kenneth, who was driving the carriage, heard this and turned to Carter and asked: "What should I do?"

Carter sang his song calmly: "No way/Listen to him/This is also a good memory/Hmm." The car stopped, and everyone in the car watched helplessly as Webb walked to their carriage.

"I received a message that there is a robber on the loose. Can you let me see inside the car?" Weber said to Kenneth, who looked grim. With the backing of the Security Department, he didn't have to worry about what the other party would do to him.

Kenneth looked unhappy: "We are in a hurry..."

Weber had a successful smile on his face: "Please help with the case." In the end, Weber opened the trunk with Carter's acquiescence and saw the boxes inside: "What are there in so many boxes? I'll open it and take a look.

Look."

Weber smiled and opened a box casually. When he saw the shining golden banknotes inside, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! It's amazing, it's all money! This is so suspicious."

Kenneth explained: "We bought lottery tickets and won the jackpot, 20 million gold coins."

"Who won it?" Weber pretended. In fact, he knew what these people were doing secretly.

"Yes, it's me..." Kick, who was sitting in the back seat of the carriage, said hesitantly. He was also panicking inside. Although he had seen the planned police arrival, he still felt uneasy.

Weber still pretended to be worried and said: "Show me the other boxes too."

Carter, who was sitting in the back seat, also became annoyed. He turned his head and watched quietly from the corner of his eye as Weber opened the other boxes. Weber opened the box and opened the top layer of gold banknotes, only to find that there were all the gold coins underneath.

It’s layers of old newspapers: “Ah! This is counterfeit money!”

"What? Wait, this is impossible!" Carter, who originally thought it couldn't be counterfeit money, shouted. The plan was obviously so perfect, but why did something go wrong here?

"Can I go to the police car for questioning?" Weber said nonchalantly.

"Damn it..." Carter could no longer maintain his original image and ran to the trunk of the carriage. "What are they? They are all newspapers! Hey, it's all in the other boxes too.

?”

Kenneth was shocked and said: "Brother Carter!"

"What's going on?" Carter collapsed and covered his hair.

"It doesn't rhyme, it doesn't rhyme!" Kenneth's words now seemed like he was making fun of a completely boring clown.

Carter grabbed a stack of newspapers in the box and threw them down hard. The newspapers suddenly fell apart and scattered all over the floor: "Stop blabbering... Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me! Who did it!"

Hey, police, investigate that bank clerk!"

Weber didn't even want to laugh anymore: "Sir, can you come with me to the police car for questioning first?"

"No, no, no, no! Why, it has always been smooth sailing!" Carter turned his head and checked the contents of other boxes. Without exception, they were all counterfeit coins.

Kenneth was also a little panicked: "Brother Carter, let's listen to him first. Once the misunderstanding is resolved, everything will be fine."

Kike, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the car door beside him being pulled open with a bang, and a policeman appeared in front of him: "You are just an ordinary lottery winner, right?"

"Yes." Kick responded quickly.

"You're really unlucky, you can go." Weber said calmly, without any hint that he was acting in a show.

"Can we leave now?" Kick looked at Weber pointing toward the outside of the car, "Really...really?"

Weber said impatiently: "I'll ask you if I need anything later. You can go first."

"That...my money..."

"I will find it for you, you go back first." Weber now acted like a policeman and whispered in a low voice, "You don't want to die, right?"

Kick was like a wild horse, running away from Carter as soon as he slipped out of the carriage. And Carter and the others had no choice but to stare bitterly at the damn policeman in front of them, thinking

Even if he died a thousand times it wouldn't be enough.

"Why let him go? It's too strange!" Carter said through gritted teeth.

"Come with me to the police car for questioning first." The two of them immediately went to the carriage with Webber to talk. Carter could no longer maintain his original state, and his face turned red with anger.

"I told you, he won the jackpot, but we came to help him because we didn't have a car! We didn't know it was a fake! Banknote! Ah!" Carter yelled fiercely.

"What is your relationship with him? Why do you need to use cash? Can't you transfer it directly to the bank? Where are you going? Where does he live?" Once the police stalk someone, they won't be able to escape for a while.

"I'm so annoyed that you're so angry? We are friends!"

“Why cash?”

Carter frowned and said loudly: "He insisted on using cash. Are you really a police officer?"

At this time, Kenneth said in panic: "Ah! Wait! Brother Carter! Let me see your ID."

Before Weber could take out his police ID card, which belonged exclusively to the Security Department, the three of them watched a man jump onto the carriage in front of him, picked up his riding whip and whipped it hard, and the entire carriage, which was filled with money, slipped away in an instant.

No shadow!

"Ah, ah! Go chase that car!" Kenneth said in a hurry, and couldn't help but lose his composure.

Carter thought for a moment about the previous conversation and a series of coincidences. He saw the police officer ID the other party showed him, and gritted his teeth bitterly: "No, I fell into a trap! This guy is Webb James, from the gutter."

Fellow accomplice!"

Gutter got the last box of cash and put it in the trunk of Ford's carriage. The relationship between the two of them was that of passenger and coachman: "Go to the parking lot next to the bank."

"Okay." Ford said calmly.

"Haha...hahahaha!" Guangou couldn't hold back his expression anymore and laughed heartily, "Carter's panic expression is so funny! Success, a big victory!" Seeing that Ford didn't

After speaking, he continued: "That's right. It's better to be careful. Go to the parking lot and get the remaining 18 million first."

Ford waved his riding crop quietly, and the wheels of the carriage began to turn. The whole plan was about to be completed, and the relationship between the two of them was about to be severed.

"What, why don't you help me celebrate?" Guangou crossed his legs and looked at Ford's silent expression, "By the way, you won't get any benefits either."

"Ah, guest, you are talking to me." Ford said calmly.

"What are you doing, are you pretending to be a stranger now?" Qigou said strangely, "Please stay with me any longer. You also know that the strong will always be lonely."

"Of course, I will take you to the parking lot."

"Stop acting, you weirdo." Qigou was still very shrewd at this time, "I still want to take away the data in the driving record technique. What's the matter, do you want to hand it over to the police afterwards? It's useless, James.

Brother is from our side, Ford, we are all here, please don’t betray me!"

Gutter hit Ford hard on the back of the head, and the coachman glanced at him with sweat on his face and continued to listen to his threats: "If you dare to go against me now, I will kill you! Even if I

If I am caught, I will find you no matter how many years it takes, and Norma too!"

"What are you going to do to Norma?"

"Kill her." Gutter said.

"Okay, I get it, you are indeed this kind of person." Ford adjusted his mood and said, "We can't care about so much now. Does your boss really want money that much?"

"The boss has only one rule for us."

"What is it?"

Gutter smiled: "I won't tell you."

At this moment, the desperate Di Gao was standing in front of a carriage containing a huge amount of money, holding a firecracker. His cheeks had become so thin and sunken. In the past few days, he had hardly eaten anything, and he had not even eaten anything.

He had to drink water here and there to survive. His persistence in living was the weapon in his hand that could kill people.
Chapter completed!