MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 193 Banknote printing electric template

  Chapter 193 Banknote Printing Electric Template

  Hearing that the amount involved was as high as one ton of banknotes, Harry's eyes turned green.

  If this case is solved

"Then what?"

   Seeing Huff stopped again, Harry was a little impatient.

  Hover glanced at him contemptuously: "Of course it's money!"

   "Those twenty-dollar bills were full of the pickup truck we drove. We spent a lot of effort to cover the piles of bills with canvas. After that, we will deal with the problems of those people."

  Hover's eyes showed regret:

   "In the basement, we did not find the electric template for printing money.

  This means that, in addition to the few people in the basement, some people took away the tools and raw materials for printing banknotes in advance, and only these few people were left to divide and pack the printed counterfeit banknotes.

  In this basement, their accomplices may come to rescue them at any time.

   So we decided to kill these people and get out with the money as fast as we could.

   But the idiot Azak disagreed.

  He wanted to wake up these people and ask about his girlfriend's whereabouts. "

  Hover smiled sarcastically: "I don't even know why I have such a stupid and naive son. After those people vented their desires, how could they stay alive. He almost killed us."

   Hear here.

  Harry looked at Dean, who had been silent all this time: "Dude, how do I feel that the scene this guy said is very similar to the heroine with cerebral palsy in some movies. At the critical moment, he made some moths."

   "Because, this is made up."

  Dean patted Harry on the shoulder: "Didn't you notice that this guy always pauses suddenly at critical moments when he arouses your interest.

In this case"

  Dean looked at Hafer, whose expression changed drastically, and chuckled lightly: "In this way, our attention will be attracted by the 'story' he said, and we will forget one very important thing!"

  Harry glanced at Harvard, whose face was ashen, and then at Dean, who was indifferent, with blank eyes: "That. What. What?"

He now has a feeling that he is in a math class, but when he lowers his head, when he looks up again, there is already a notice on the blackboard that the blackboard cannot understand, making him wonder if he missed the whole lesson class.

  Dean saw that Harry couldn't turn his head, sighed, and looked at Haval: "Didn't you hear my buddy asking you?"

   Seeing that Dean had no intention of being violent, Hover breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "I swear, what I said is true, only the electronic template has been changed."

  Harry suddenly realized: "So you not only found counterfeit banknotes, but also discovered the electronic template used to print banknotes?"

"right!"

  Hafer saw that what he was hiding was completely seen through by Dean, and he no longer defended:

   "Actually, the money printing people are all in the basement.

  Compared to counterfeit banknotes, the electric template is the real cash cow, which can continuously provide us with wealth, so we killed everyone in the basement regardless of our son's objection.

   As a result, Azak, an idiot, was dissatisfied with what we did, and deliberately took away the mobile phone of a money printer. After we left, he left with a stack of counterfeit money and cut off contact with us. "

   "So you chose to call the police?"

"Yes."

  Hover nodded:

  “In fact, it is not difficult to find suitable materials for counterfeit banknotes and to mix pigments. The difficulty is that it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity of the electric template.

   Those idiots in the basement, no matter how you look at it, are not characters with such things.

  My wife and I concluded that there must be a secret behind this.

In this case.

  If Azak, an idiot, makes a fuss in order to find his **** girlfriend, it will implicate us, so we want to use the power of the police to find him. "

   "But at the beginning, didn't the branch help you find Azak?" Harry knocked on the table: "What is the reason that caused you to direct and act on your own, drive the car to the abandoned factory, and then call the police again?"

  This move undoubtedly contradicts what Haval himself said.

  Haval's face was full of bitterness:

   "We are also protecting ourselves. Although the patrolmen helped us find the idiot Azak, but before that, Azak had already used the mobile phone he found to contact the people inside in order to find his **** girlfriend.

  He naively turned to the unknown person on the phone, indicating that the electronic template was in his hand, and if he wanted it, he would put his girlfriend Serna back.

  We don't know about it.

  So after finding Azak, they took him home and put him in custody.

  As a result, we were attacked that night.

  If we hadn't arranged a secret escape route at home, connecting to underground pipes, you wouldn't be able to see us now.

   Azak, an idiot, finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

   Just a phone number, a name.

  The people behind the scenes found us.

  This means that the other party has a strong intelligence capability. If we run around, we may die before we leave Los Angeles.

  For self-protection.

  We directed and performed this scene by ourselves, hoping that with the help of the fake banknotes burned on the vehicles, you can take the initiative to find the underground darkroom under the abandoned factory.

  In it, we put the mobile phone brought back by Azak and most of the counterfeit banknotes.

  In this case, your attention will be shifted to the hands of the people behind the counterfeit banknotes, creating opportunities for us to escape with the electric template. "

   After Haval finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief, collapsed on the chair, and said firmly:

   "That's how it happened.

  Now the electronic template is hidden by us in a very hidden place. If you can contact the FBI and ask them to send someone to protect our family and replace our identities, I can hand this over to you. "

  Things end here.

  This case, the general outline, came out:

  An unknown group, through the underground secret room under the abandoned factory, does not know how long the counterfeit banknotes have been produced.

  Until all ingredients are used up.

  The group of people couldn't stand the heat, so they sneaked out of the underground secret room, snatched away the girls who were fooling around nearby, brought them to the secret room to have fun, and disposed of them when they got tired of playing.

   Unfortunately.

   Among the missing persons, there is Azak's girlfriend.

  Finally, it became the current situation.

  Dean withdrew his gaze from Harvard.

   This time.

   What the other party said should be the truth.

Sudden.

   His eyes froze.

  If this is the case, isn't Harvard's wife in danger now?

  Think here.

  Dean hurriedly said: "Harry, call Hawk quickly and ask him to arrange more people to protect Haval's wife. I'm worried that the people Haval and the others provoke will go to the hospital to find her."

   Harvard is right about one thing.

  Compared to that ton of fake bills.

  Electrical templates that can engrave real cash are the real cash cows.

  Now Harper's wife, not safe!

  Harry didn't hesitate, picked up his phone, and called Hawke.

  Hearing Dean arranged for Haval, he didn't care about it at all.

  He looked at Dean, looking like he was waiting for the trial of fate: "How are you going to arrange me?"

Dean looked into Harvard's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I will hand you over to the FBI, now tell me about the attack on you guys before, since you have been secretive in the preparation of the residence early, don't tell me, you will not set up Covert surveillance!"

  Haffer subconsciously avoided Dean's gaze.

  He didn't expect that the inspector, who looked like he was only in his twenties, had magical eyes that could penetrate into the heart of this old fritter and know all his arrangements.

   Silence for a while.

  He said in a voice that only Dean could hear: "Skeleton Party! Those are Skull Party people!"

"very good!"

   Dean turned around and was about to take Harry to the hospital to wait.

  A more subtle voice came from behind: "That is a group of racist lunatics. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better not continue to intervene in this case."

  Dean stopped, turned his head, took a deep look at Harvard, who closed his eyes and said nothing more, and walked out with Harry after the phone call.

   As for Harvard?

   Temporarily staying in the interrogation room is much safer than being held in the temporary prison of the branch office.

   After all, what the police stations in the United States lack most are black police officers!

morning.

  (end of this chapter)