Black smoke rose and the scene turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Officer Li was talking to Wu Zhihui, who was disguised as a 70-year-old man, a little far away. Coupled with the howling sound of the wind and the crackling sound of the flames, I couldn't hear what they were talking about.

But looking at Officer Li's rich body language and his annoyed attitude, we can guess that the conversation between the two of them would obviously not be very pleasant.

Li Wen closed his eyes, his thoughts extended out like tentacles, and the surroundings immediately became quiet. The sound of fire and wind seemed to disappear at the same time, and the conversation between Officer Li and Wu Zhihui gradually became clearer.

"You said that something would happen, but now so many people have died. How do you ask me to explain?"

"How to tell it is your business. If you take the money, you must do things. Only by paying it can you get rewards."

"Didn't I pay enough? Well, I'll stop doing it. I'm going to get off the boat and prepare some money for me. I want to immigrate."

Hearing this, Li Wen understood a little. They had only planned to steal the color-changing ink without knowing it. But now, due to an accident, the escort truck was damaged and all the escort personnel died. The big trouble was that the matter was related to Officer Li. Once the investigation was made, it would be ruined for the rest of his life.

Officer Li and Wu Zhihui talked about something again. Li Wen did not listen again. He only saw that the two of them parted in disagreement. Wu Zhihui got on the trailer and left first. Officer Li walked towards the police car silently.

"Oh, the planned action, so many color-changing inks, now it's the only one left." Uncle Xin looked at the only bucket of color-changing ink in the trunk of the police car with regret and sighed.

If Li Wen hadn't moved a can, he wouldn't have even saved this single seedling.

"Impulse, too impulsive. Impulse is a devil," Uncle Xin shook his head and kept ruining the fire. This kind of mood is really beyond description.

"Stupid brat, don't be stunned, get in the car."

After Officer Li approached, Uncle Xin called Li Wen to the police car.

Officer Li started the car with a cold face, the tires pressed over the remaining fire, and the fireworks became farther and farther away in the rearview mirror.

"With this kind of mind, how can you do big things? It's far worse than his dead father." Uncle Xin was still regretting the color-changing ink in a carriage, and was dissatisfied with the current boss Wu Zhihui's approach.

There is someone hidden inside, just find a way to drive him out. There is no need to accompany someone to a car of color-changing ink. How much wealth will be burned?

"Uncle Xin, do you miss the era when you worked for Mr. Wu?" Officer Li glanced at Uncle Xin through the reflector.

"Of course!" Uncle Xin shook his head, "Although his father is indecisive in his work, he knows how to advance and retreat, leaving room for everything. It is true that the young master is brave and crafty, but he is too cruel and has no limit on doing things. Sooner or later, this family business will be destroyed in his hands."

"No? There will be a big move next. Uncle Xin, you'd better go abroad as soon as possible. It's hard to say if it's too late. I have to consider my way out..." Officer Li's tone was full of sadness.

When Li Wen saw that he didn't have that calm smile on his face for the first time, things might have really been out of his control.

None of the three people in the car spoke again until an abandoned pier appeared in front of them.

"Uncle Xin, take care of you two, please take this." After getting off the car, Officer Li carried the only can of color-changing ink to Li and asked, "Mr. Li, your luck is really bad. When you first entered the industry, you will encounter such a big thing. Where can you go? Brother can only wish you good luck."

"Thank you, take care of yourself."

Li Wen actually feels good about Officer Li. He is very good at judging the situation and is polite to everyone.

"Let's go." Uncle Xin asked, and walked towards the motorboat by the river first.

"Goodbye." Li Wen waved to Officer Li, holding the color-changing ink and following Uncle Xin's footsteps.

Officer Li looked at the backs of the two people, took out his cell phone and sent a text message.

Uncle Xin, who was boarding the boat, suddenly paused, took out his cell phone in his trouser pocket and glanced at it, and immediately put it back to its original place.

"Boy, I'll get on the boat."

"etc."

Li Wen immediately took the seat as if he was decent and grabbed the handrail.

The abandoned wharf becomes smaller in view and gradually disappears.

The wind was very strong, and my eyes were a little unopened.

Li Wen narrowed his eyes, "Uncle Xin, where are we going now?"

"Go to meet with your eldest niece, and then go back to Chun Harbor through the high seas."

Li Wen nodded and looked at the can of color-changing ink in his arms. Although this thing is not many, it is enough to print out a considerable amount of banknotes. It is a real real banknote. All methods of banknote verification can be passed. The only difference from the banknotes issued by the state is its font size.

However, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to identify the authenticity of the banknote by font size. No one can remember the number of banknotes issued in one year all day long. It is generally batch checked through a banknote detector and an anti-counterfeiting pen.

This is also the reason why they proudly call printed banknotes like real paintings, and the root cause of the finished product being loved by major customers.

"Uncle Xin, what should we do if we use this jar? Let's steal it?" Anyway, I was bored, so Li Wen asked Uncle Xin to inquire about the future trend of the team.

"It's hard, it's hard..." Uncle Xin shook his head.

As it was so big, the team's foundation here was destroyed. The system established by three generations was gone. Who could predict where to go?

Maybe this is the last time.

"Then the boss hasn't considered doing it himself?"

"Do it yourself? What do you do?" Uncle Xin didn't react for a moment.

"Make color-changing ink. We can make watermarks, anti-counterfeiting lines, and electric versions by ourselves. Why can't color-changing ink be used?"

"Ha, you guy said it easily. Do you know the formula?" Uncle Xin glanced at the color-changing ink in Li Wen's arms, "This thing is highly confidential and the foundation stone of financial institutions. Do you think it can be done with private institutions?"

"Uncle Xin, you can't say anything. If you don't try it, how can you make it impossible?"

He remembered it very clearly that Li Wen from the original drama seemed to have made up color-changing ink, but later he had a falling out with the "painter" and finally did not hand over the recipe.

As for what the formula is, it should be related to the spray paint of a car.

"Haha, you guys are quite angry. OK, when you go back, I'll see how you do it." Uncle Xin thought Li Wen was just talking and playing. "Boy, don't keep holding that can of ink, no one robs you. There is something to eat in the bag at your feet. You can eat whatever you want, just do whatever you want."

The bag contains packaged foods such as bread, ham sausage, mineral water, etc. Although Li Wen is not a human and does not need to eat, in order to act, he still needs to eat something he should eat.
Chapter completed!