The girl returned to the office to the manager's curiosity, he thought it would take more time to keep the suspect here, but he didn't expect the girl to stay in the other room for only a minute. He had already contacted the city's investigation bureau on a hands-free basis, and the other party assured him that they would be visible outside the bank in five minutes.

The fact that the Investigative Bureau would not enter the bank to arrest people was the result of a compromise between the Imperial Central Bank and the Cabinet, and if the police or the investigators of the Investigation Bureau were allowed to enter the bank and arrest people, it would cost the bank a large amount of money - the money stored in the anonymous account would basically rot in the bank's pocket if no one came to access it for a long time. Every year, at least tens of millions of illegal funds are swallowed up by banks, a large proportion of the account owners may go to jail, a small number of the owners abscond, and finally about 5 percent of the owners of anonymous accounts are destroyed.

The Imperial Bank is very welcome to those customers who are in prison, although it is far less popular than those who go to see God, and when these people come out of prison, it may be ten or twenty years later, and they don't even expect to come out in this life, and the money they have in the bank is equivalent to the money in the bank's own pocket, and they can use it as they want. As for those customers who can be released after a few months or two or three years, they probably don't have much money in their bank accounts, and they are not the type that banks like.

In an age when inflation is already visible to the naked eye, the one million that exists in the bank now and the one million in 10, 20, or 50 years from now is definitely not the same concept. Now a million can buy several buildings, but fifty years from now you may not even be able to afford a single household in a building. When these people come out and want to use the money again after a long time, the bank is also very happy to give it to them, after all, it is necessary to take care of the bank's reputation.

"What did you tell him?", the manager leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, crossed his legs sideways, looking very impatient, "how long would he like to stay?"

The girl looked very aggrieved and lowered her head, and there was a smile in her tone, "He gave me a little money so that I must find a way to get his affairs done, so you see, I came to discuss with you again to see if there is any way to help him get this matter done." Saying that, she nervously asked, "Do I keep this money for myself, or will I give it to the people of the Investigation Bureau when he is arrested?"

The manager touched his chin, the monitored account involved 2.15 million illegal funds, and the other party demanded that all of them be transferred immediately, this guy must have committed a more serious economic crime, or has been wanted. These people definitely don't care about the change that can be put in their pockets without being discovered, they care about when they can leave the empire, when they can enjoy their criminal wealth outside the empire.

So these people have never been so stingy when it comes to things that can be done for a little money, and managers are very experienced in this area.

It seemed that the bank manager had a lot of ideas, but in fact, there was only a moment, and he lowered his voice and said: "Give me two percent, and I will tell the people from the Investigation Bureau about this matter." ”

The girl pinched the joint of her index finger with the nail of her thumb, the pain could not stop her excitement from laughing, she nodded again and again, and continued to maintain the position of facing the ground, not letting the manager and the person outside the office see the expression on her face, "No problem!"

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

"Forty pieces!"

The two played for a while, and the security guard outside the bank told the manager over the radio that his "guest" had arrived, and the manager reluctantly signed his name on the remittance slip, and threw the remittance slip to the ground with a look of dissatisfaction, and stood up and walked a few steps, with an extraordinarily stern expression on his face, as if he was scolding the girl. The girl bent down to pick up the remittance slip and bowed before leaving the office, she walked back aggrieved, 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 looks like a grievance.

"Sir, the matter you have given me has been done, but if you go to the Commonwealth, you will have to wait until the 25th of this month to withdraw this money, do you think it is okay?", the girl also explained to Mr. Roel, that the 25th of each month is the settlement date between the Imperial Bank and the three major federal banks, and these unplanned remittances will not be remitted to the federal bank account until after the settlement date.

Roel nodded and stood up, he stretched out his hands and held the girl's hand tightly, shaking it vigorously, "Thank you very much, I don't know what words to use to express my gratitude now, if I have the chance, I hope we can meet again!", he let go of his hand and raised his hat slightly, "Then I'll take my leave, goodbye, ma'am!"

The girl forced a smile as he watched Mr. Roel leave the bank, and then quickly walked into the bathroom, where she shut herself in the toilet cubicle and burst out laughing.

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

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

Today is her lucky day, in less than half an hour, she actually earned a thousand yuan!

On the other hand, Mr. Roel put on his sunglasses as soon as he left the bank gate, and he walked down the sidewalk to the nearby bus station, where he had not bought a car and did not have as much cash to buy a car. Memnon is very powerful, and he can easily find out where his account has been cashed, which is one of the reasons why he does not dare to apply for a false certificate.

He had always heard that Memnon was in contact with many gang members, and if news of his making fake passports or trying to smuggle in the country reached Memnon's ears, he would most likely be arrested by these people and sent back to the west. He had appeared in the newspaper several times before, and he didn't dare to take the risk, and the devil knew if Memnon had already made his friends pay attention to him.

The second reason...... In fact, he did not know where to make fake passports and documents. How could he, an upper-class elite who walks in the spotlight all day long, know the garbage that hides in the sewers and makes a little money through illegal means?

Just when he had walked about fifty meters, suddenly someone pushed him hard from behind, so that he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground fiercely. Then he felt a very powerful sole slam on his back, his hat and sunglasses were also knocked off, and a guy in a trench coat lowered his head and pulled him by the hair, "Mr. Roel, you have been arrested!"

At this moment, Mr. Roel was discouraged, but there was also one thing to be thankful for, that is, the person who caught him was not Memnon's man, but the official man. At least it won't kill him anytime soon, and maybe he'll face a long prison sentence, but as long as his money is still there, it's all right.

Of course, he didn't see the bank manager who was talking to an investigator at the door of the bank, and the bank staff who had provided him with services. When the agent also left, the manager looked at the girl and whispered, "Fifty yuan, you see, I gave him a pack of cigarettes, and this money will also be counted." ”

The girl wanted to argue that the pack of cigarettes was only thirty-five cents, but finally nodded, after all, she was a good employee, and she had to raise her salary.

Roel was soon sent back to Van Lier after his arrest, and he needed to be investigated by the Security Council, because it was the Security Council that issued the wanted warrant, and they carried out the plan left by Amp before he left and succeeded, so it was only natural that Mr. Roel should be sent to them.

In the spotlight, Mr. Roel seemed calm, his money would soon be transferred to the federal account, and as long as the money was there, he had nothing to fear.

"Why are you arresting me?", Mr. Roel apparently did not recognize the current situation in the face of several Security Committee agents in military uniforms, and he thought that these people would be very gentle with the agents of the Investigation Bureau.

It wasn't a voice that answered him, but a fist!

One of the captains rearranged his cuffs, took a document from the table, and slapped it Mr. Roel's face, only to move some distance away later so that Mr. Roel could see what was written on it.

It was a death certificate, and Mr. Roel was terrified that his name was written on the underline that was certified dead, and that he was also in a bareheaded photograph next to him. The contents of this document are not complicated, but it only explains one thing, a gentleman named Roel accidentally fell into a tributary of the Onyx River because of a mistake, it was late at night, and no one found Mr. Roel who had fallen into the water, so he drowned .......

Finally, there is the joint signature of the local prosecutor's office, the local court, and the local police department, which is enough to prove the reliability and authenticity of this document.

After seeing all this, Mr. Roel's head was covered in cold sweat, he squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his dry throat, and asked in a voice full of helplessness and hoarseness, "What do you want me to say?"