"It's up to man!" Li Jiahua looked at the dark water surface and said confidently.

Wu Xin believed in Li Jiahua very much. When he heard his words, he became optimistic and had expectations for the future in his eyes.

At this time, Li Jiahua said again, "However, this is different from the US dollar bill board we used to make. If a big boss is in front of the wind and rain, we will be very safe. Now, we will directly connect to the counterfeit bill industry and we will encounter dangers we would not have encountered before. So, here, I have to set a few industry rules."

"Brother Hua, tell me." Wu Xin looked at Li Jiahua with a gaze.

"First, we must not disclose our work to anyone, even the closest people are not allowed."

"This is definitely no problem!" Wu Xin promised that he had never told his wife in Macau that he had done fake US dollar bills. This is also for safety reasons. After all, one person knows it, one less danger.

"Secondly, you can't spend fake US dollars you made yourself!" Li Jiahua also said the industry rules after he thought about it carefully.

"Brother Hua, why? Our US dollar bills are seamless! Even the Federal Reserve can't tell." Wu Xin asked in confusion.

"I'm not afraid of it if I'm afraid of 10,000! What if I'm found and found out?" Li Jiahua said sternly.

"Okay!" Wu Xin replied.

"Third, if we don't do loose orders, we will do wholesale! We don't exist! It's clean!" Li Jiahua said again.

"Brother Hua, just do whatever you say!" Wu Xin said to Li Jiahua.

Li Jiahua nodded and then looked at his son, "Ask, you have to remember these rules, you can save your life, do you know?"

"I understand, father." Li Wen replied with a calm face.

"Yes!" Li Jiahua stopped talking and quietly looked at the darker scenery around him.

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No. 1 Junqi Factory Street, Wan Chai.

Hong Kong Police Headquarters, Interpol Department.

The Interpol supervisor who headed to Lyon, France, was finally back.

His name is John, and he is a ghost police superintendent, in his forties and fifty years old, with a distinctly hooked nose and silver hair.

At this time, he was enthusiastic about receiving Ling Yaodong in his office.

"Ling, I'm very happy to work with you!"

"Supervis Peng from the Mong Kok Police Station strongly expressed his appreciation to me! On the first day of coming to the Interpol, I will assist your former Inspector General Jane Weiren to crack this major international counterfeit case! It's amazing!"

"I see your file! The Interpol needs an agent like you who has agile skills and flexible thinking! Welcome, Ling!" Superintendent John's ghost police said enthusiastically to Ling Yaodong.

If Ling Yaodong hadn't seen that the color he showed was yellow and pink, Ling Yaodong would have been moved and had a mentality of "a man who died for his confidant".

This ghost superintendent is really hypocritical!

Fortunately, the system made Ling Yaodong understand who is his friend and who is not his friend!

Superintendent John quickly got in and got to the point.

He pointed to a calm and capable middle-aged man in the office and said, "Ling, this is Zhu Jiang!"

"Zhu, this is Ling Yaodong, senior inspector and leader of the Interpol Support Team."

Ling Yaodong habitually looked at his [color]—it was a faint blue color.

He moved his heart and nodded friendlyly at the man named Zhu Jiang.

Zhu Jiang also nodded to Ling Yaodong with the unique reserve of the Chinese.

"Oh, it seems you will get along well in the future!" Superintendent John's ghost slapped his palm and said.

He paused and said, "Ling, Zhu Jiang is investigating the International Painting Stealing Group."

"The painting stealing group?" Ling Yaodong was quite surprised. He saw many criminal acts such as fans, gun sellers, robbers, and painting stealing. This was the first time he heard of them.

"Yes!" Superintendent John nodded and said in detail to Ling Yaodong. "A few years ago, the French interpol found us and said that famous paintings in their country were often stolen, especially the stolen "Herling's Maid" in the Jules Scherrey Museum, which made his old director inexplicably sad."

"After their investigation, they found that it was done by Hong Kong people and it has a close relationship with a powerful painting stolen group in Hong Kong! The head of this criminal group is Zhou Wenlin. The French Interpol hopes that we will help them stop this crime of stealing famous paintings from their country and recovering the stolen famous paintings."

When the ghost police officer said this, Ling Yaodong had a stern face and did not say a word.

Because whether it is the Louvre in France or the British museum, many of the cultural relics in it were created by the ancestors of his motherland.

The ancestors of the ghost police officers were also thieves and robbers.

Don't laugh at fifty steps and one hundred steps.

Superintendent John continued, "Originally, Zhu Jiang was responsible for this case, but there has been no progress in recent years, so I hope Zhu Jiang will join your team and you will be responsible for this case. Zhu Jiang will assist you in the investigation. Is there any problem? Inspector Ling?"

Before Ling Yaodong could answer, a familiar system sounded in his ears.

【Ding…temporary task release.】

[Temporary mission: collect evidence of Zhou Wenlin's crime, arrest or kill Zhou Wenlin.]

【Task Reward: 100 Experience Points.】

"It's only 100 experience value?" Ling Yaodong felt a little disgusted.

But he still responded, "No, sir!"

"Good! Then you will be responsible for this case!" said the ghost police superintendent in a happy mood.

"Yes, sir!" Ling Yaodong was not in the mood to talk to the ghost police officer, and said perfunctorily.

The ghost police superintendent couldn't see it either. He waved his hand and said, "You guys go out and do things."

So Ling Yaodong and Zhu Jiang walked out.

Outside the office.

Zhu Jiang, who looked honest and honest, took the initiative to say to Ling Yaodong, "Team Leader Ling, I want to talk to you about the situation of this case."

"Now?" Ling Yaodong thought for a while, then said, "Why go to the cafeteria to have some coffee and talk about it."

"Okay!" Zhu Jiang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said.

The two walked to the cafeteria at the police headquarters.

After leaving, Zhu Jiang realized that the connections of Team Leader Ling were terrifying.

From time to time, police officers meet Ling Yaodong and greet him with a smile or flattering look.

Most of these people are ordinary police officers from the Central District Police Station.

Then, after being on the police, Chen Jiaju, who was quite famous in the police force, also came over and chatted with Ling Yaodong with his arms around him.

After Chen Jiaju left, he met the three-star general inspector. When Ling Yaodong called him Uncle Biao, the few people stopped and chatted for a few more words before the general inspector left.

After they arrived at the cafeteria, they ran into Lin Leimon, the commander of the Central District Police Station. Lin Leimon patted Ling Yaodong on the shoulder and told him to take a good look. This is the headquarters and many leaders can see it directly after they achieved results.

After Lin Leimon left, Zhu Jiang and Ling Yaodong sat down. At this time, another fat man with a 200 pound came over. Judging from his police rank, he was at the level of the general police superintendent.

He pulled Ling Yaodong to chat for about twenty minutes, and said before leaving, "There was the director who caused you something before, and you can go and thank the director if you have the chance."

Ling Yaodong's eyes moved slightly and said thank you, but the fat man with a 200-pound pound left.

And at this time, the coffee was cold.

Zhu Jiang looked at Ling Yaodong blankly, not knowing what to say!
Chapter completed!