After the photos were synthesized, Shaukov began to make another paper visa. It was hard to believe that he had perfect equipment and methods here. He took out a flat tray, poured in 2.5 cm deep white gelatin, then placed the page of the copy of the other paper visa on the latex, took it out, and placed the blank another paper visa in the same place, and quickly obtained the stamp on it.

After waiting for a series of complicated operations for more than an hour, Sani finally got a "real" visa.

She believed in Shokov's craftsmanship very much, and she really couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

"I'm retired, so you have to do the next thing yourself," Shaukov wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Go to Sulu's consulate, go in and say find Bambang Sukarno. If you give him the visa, he will understand that the average price of 2,000 klan can handle him."

"Wait, since you can give money, why is it still so troublesome?" Sani asked in confusion.

"Banbang is a smart person. He has strict requirements on his job. 4949 can equal 99, but 11 cannot equal 3. Do you understand?"

Shokov understates, "By the way, remember to use cash and put it in your visa."

After receiving another visa, Sani counted out 1,000 kroner banknotes and placed them on the table.

"Thank you for your help, I hope you live a long life."

"You don't come to me again, it will be of the greatest help to me."

Shokov sighed, "Don't violate the rules again. Rules are followed, not for you to destroy them."

"I understand, I won't disturb your retirement life again."

Thanks to this former "old friend", Sani took "Chen Ju" out. Before closing the door, "Chen Ju" glanced back slightly.

When the iron door outside closed, the bald man walked in and said, "They are leaving."

"Well, you go and have a rest."

Shokov seemed to be in a daze, and then replied casually when he heard the bald head's voice.

After another ten seconds, another door of the room opened and a shadow came out.

"So you came to me to find Sani?"

Shokov remained silent.

"I'm not looking for her, but because she failed in her mission."

Shadow said: "If the mission failed, I can still send messages alively... I thought a miracle happened, but it turned out that I didn't meet 'Z', so that's strange, where did 'Z' go?"

"You're going to ask Sani."

Shokov answered calmly.

"NO, she is now involved in BVF, and I don't want to be targeted by BVF."

Shadow opened the door and paused: "Since she has been targeted by BVF, Shaukov, it's time for you to change your retirement location. I think Rapp is a very good retirement place."

"I'll think about it." Shokov nodded.

"Bang."

The door closes and the shadow disappears.

After hearing that the iron door outside was closed, Shaukov slacked off on the back of the chair, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his back of his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

He murmured, "It's time to change the place."

Rules are rules, but there are no rules that can be followed for a long time, especially after the current organization's leader is replaced, the nature of the organization is gradually changing.

He didn't want to see the next day's hot coffee one day.

...

After coming out of Shaukov, the two of them didn't say anything. Sani didn't know what to say, and the person behind him was a silent monster.

The dark sky was filled with cold snow, and the neon lights around it emitted decadent heat. The homeless people nestled under the eaves and corners of the roadside are particularly numerous in this neighborhood, most of whom are immigrants who have lost their jobs or bankrupt locals.

Although Pris is very glamorous, its economy is stagnant and rising, and the unemployment rate is rising year by year. Unlike some developed countries, Priscilla can easily receive unemployment benefits. In this country, if you want to receive unemployment benefits, you must pay unemployment insurance benefits of enough years. Second, you must have a legitimate "unemployment certificate", thirdly, you cannot be over 50 years old. Lastly, the important point is that local governments must have money.

Obviously, the second and last points are difficult to satisfy. The government does not recognize resignation because it means that employees have the ability to find a second job, and the government only recognizes layoffs. However, the government has limited layoffs for each company, and many companies have laid off employees, which forces employees to "resign voluntarily."

But even if you have an unemployment certificate, it is obviously not possible, because the government’s unemployment benefit account may not have money, so the unemployed can only wait a little longer. When you receive the unemployment benefit, you will be far from satisfying your previous life.

Those who have been voluntarily laid off employees but cannot find a job will naturally become homeless people.

With many homeless neighborhoods, the crime rate is obviously not too low. It should be said that it is very high. Even the police hate it.

Sani disguised herself as a pan-Asian mixed race, and behind her was a standard pan-Asian, but this is not the most important thing. In this hotbed of crime, she was walking on the street at night with a "valued" suitcase openly, just like throwing a piece of meat among a group of hyenas who had been hungry for a few days. It was natural to attract bees and butterflies.

Before they knew it, several strong men followed them. Two of them looked at each other, rushed forward suddenly, and ran towards "Chen Ju" behind Sani. Another person accelerated his pace and waited for an opportunity to grab the suitcase.

But something unexpected happened. In their opinion, the Pan Asian man walking forward suddenly turned around, reached out and pressed the shoulders of his companion who was rushing over, and his companion immediately stopped and stopped abruptly, as if the fast-moving truck had been terminated instantly by invisible force.

This strange change made the rest of their companions wonder. Before they could react, the Pan Asian man turned around and left.

"Mays, what are you doing?"

The companion behind him stepped forward and punched Meis who stood still. Unexpectedly, when the punch was pushed, Meis fell forward silently, shocking everyone.

"Wait...blood...oh my god, Meis is dead."

Sani, who had walked away, also noticed the movement behind her. She was worried and knew that the thief was dead. Who would be bad to provoke? Go and provoke this monster.

She did not have any sympathy, but was worried about her future, and would be eliminated in silence.

The night was still so cold, and a life was insignificant here. When the police came over and knew the identity of the deceased, they were even too lazy to investigate and did nothing. And his companions were not in the mood to avenge him, and they didn't dare to deal with the police's inquiries.
Chapter completed!