Lapuan stayed with Mr. Tuckers for three days. They discussed many things, including personal opinions and positions. It must be said that they have almost the same hobbies and views, which is indeed very happy. thing. He was not only happy that someone affirmed him, but also that this person was just like him. Mr. Tuckers felt that Mr. Lapuan liked him very much and kept persuading him to stay here for a few more days. He had not been so happy for a long time.
For three days, Lapuan searched through Mr. Tucker's study and finally found a document in a file bag in the safe. There were some documents inside that related to information such as the dividend distribution of the jewelry store and the company's composition. Lapuan replaced these documents with some white paper and secretly put the documents into his bag. He is not hurting Tuckers, but helping him again. They may not have been together for long, but Lapuan felt that Tuckers was a good person. He was very warm and polite, and he didn't treat anyone with the arrogance that often appears in rich people.
So Lapuan was helping him by first figuring out what happened to Du Lin and then removing him from the case. Otherwise, if Du Lin is suddenly unlucky one day in the future, Mr. Tucker will definitely be involved. After all, he has no way to explain why a robber who robbed a bank of gold must cooperate with an ordinary jeweler and give him money every year. Is it because he is a jeweler that he shares a large amount of dividends
Maybe some people are greedy for the property in his hands, or maybe they just want to increase the number of people involved to a larger number. In short, he is very dangerous.
"Man, I have to leave tomorrow. I have some other things waiting for me to do. We will contact you next time I come here." Lapuan looked a little confused and took a picture. He patted the back of Mr. Tucker's hand, his eyes straightened a little, "Listen to me, protect yourself, the world is not peaceful!"
Mr. Tuckers had a good drink capacity, so he only thought that Mr. Lapuan was talking drunkenly. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "The federal police are more responsible than the imperial police. This is why I settled here. As long as I need it, a police car will stop where I need help in less than two minutes. This is the Federation!" Mr. Tuckers persuaded Lapuan instead, "I suggest you give up some if you can. If you want something, why not come and settle in the Federation? Here you will find that everything we have in this country is just like God’s will.”
He twirled his fingers and made a gesture of counting money, "Money is everything here, and we are not short of money, so why don't we come to heaven?"
What he said is absolutely correct. The role of money in the Federation is far greater than that in the Empire. In this country composed of more than a dozen businessmen, the status of businessmen and commerce is very high. Everyone is looking at money. If you want to prove yourself, you must have money. Even the classifications in schools are mostly related to money. For example, in the most popular subjects, teachers will tell students that if they choose this major, they can find a good job and realize their own life value.
As for the less popular subjects, there are a lot fewer people. The reason why there are still people studying is because the teachers told them that maybe our major will explode that day, and as a minority, we will immediately have others for a few years or more. The salary level that can be accumulated. That’s why these “speculative students” choose these relatively unpopular careers.
The two of them had drunk a lot of wine, and they were walking a little unsteadily. Just when they were going out, a person passed them by, and there was a momentary collision. The man walked a few steps before stopping, apologized to them, and asked for their forgiveness.
A gust of wind blew, and Lapuan's head sobered up a little. He suddenly shook his head and immediately reached for his coat pocket - his wallet was gone.
His wallet was heavy. In addition to money and coins, there were also some small metal cards that outsiders couldn't read. There are many pinhole-sized holes on these small cards, some of which are keys used to open some rooms or filing cabinets in the base, and some of which contain a lot of information. There is a machine in the base that can turn large paragraphs of text into these small cards. You only need to insert them into the decryption machine to turn them into text again.
Noticing Mr. Lapuan's unusual behavior, Mr. Tuckers' drunkenness also subsided a lot. He immediately asked what happened, but before Lapuan could answer, he realized that the man just now was a thief. Without Mr. Lapuan's permission, he turned around and went back to the bar to call the police.
Just like what he described, it took less than a hundred seconds for a police car carrying four police officers to appear in front of them.
These policemen do not have the power of the imperial police. Instead, they are more like talkative passers-by. This is also the effect of money. Because this is a wealthy area, the people who live here are either rich or noble, and they are not something that little policemen like them can offend.
"Excuse me... who called the police?" the policeman with the sergeant's badge on his chest asked politely, and Mr. Tuckers stood up.
"it's me."
"What happened here?"
Mr. Tuckers pointed at Mr. Lapuan, who was almost completely awake, and said: "My friend's wallet was stolen about five minutes ago by a guy wearing a yellow T-shirt with a hat. "
Just as the police were about to interrogate further, Lapuan suddenly interjected, "Forget it, I only have a few dozen dollars in my wallet and nothing valuable, so I won't bother the police gentlemen to work hard late at night.", his There is a problem with his identity. It's not that he's afraid that these little policemen will be able to figure out his identity. Imperial intelligence agents in the Federation have made his identity as perfect as possible. It's just that one less thing is worse than one more thing. Just declare those cards and get a new one. People here may not be able to unlock the password anyway.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Tuckers disagreed, "My friend, I have not received you well when you came to my place, and now you have lost your wallet, which makes me very guilty. Listen to me Yes, I believe that the federal police are a very capable group of people and will definitely help you find your wallet, right?" When he finally said "Yes", he looked at the four police officers.
The four policemen seemed not to hear the threat implicit in Mr. Tuckers' words at all, and they all nodded and said that they would definitely be able to find the damn thief, which might take two or three days. So they hope to register the owner's information so that it can be sent to them after it is found.
Look, how perfect the federal police service is.
Seeing Tuckers being so determined, Lapuan no longer had any objection. While cooperating with the police to register the information, he looked in the direction where the thief left. He hoped that the thief could run far away without being caught, otherwise the contents of the wallet might attract some people's attention. At the same time, he also hoped that the Federation would not have such a decoding machine, so that many troubles would not occur.
After registering his personal information, the police chief smiled and asked, "Sir, your accent sounds like you are not a local?" He almost said that Lapuan was from the Empire, but considering that there have been more immigrants recently, in order to avoid This irritated these rich people, so he expressed his doubts about Lapuan's identity very tactfully.
Lapuan nodded, "Yes, I am from the Empire. I came here to do business and get together with my friends. What's wrong? Does the Federation not allow us to appear here?"
"No, you misunderstood. If you are from the empire, I hope you can relax here. We have enthusiastic girls and fragrant wine. I wish you a happy time here!" The policeman put away the record book and put it in his mouth. In the bag, he said goodbye to Mr. Tuckers and then drove the police car and chased them in the direction they just pointed.
"They'll be able to find your wallet!", Tuckers comforted him.
"Hopefully!"
In the police car, Mr. Sergeant picked up the walkie-talkie and called the police station. He fed back some of the information Lapuan told him to the police station, and asked the operator to immediately send the information to the information office for people to check whether it was true or false.
Being qualified and capable to be responsible for the security and a series of problems in wealthy areas obviously requires strong abilities and smart minds. When Lapuan said that forget it, he immediately felt that this person might has a problem. No one would forget it after losing their wallet. If so, then this person obviously has other important things to do. In addition, Mr. Lapuan is from the Empire, and the police chief suspects that he may be a spy.
At his level, he can already understand some things that ordinary people don't know, such as the espionage war between the Empire and the Federation. Both sides ambushed a large number of spies on the opposite side, snooping and stealing important information, and even participated in assassinations.
The police car drove a few hundred meters and turned around before stopping on the side of the road. The police sergeant dialed the number of the leader of the largest theft gang in the area, told him the image of the thieves described by the two rich men, and asked him to do everything possible. You may cooperate to find the person and then go to the police station with your wallet.
This is no longer as simple as losing a wallet!
The next morning, Dulin received a call from the Federation. The call was brief and contained only a name and an address. After hanging up the phone, Dulin called Ellis and asked him to explore the route according to this address and not to disturb anyone at this address.
Who is the one
Du Lin clasped his hands together, supported his chin with his thumb, and stared at the bridge of his nose with his index finger and slowly squeezed it. Countless figures flashed one by one in his deep eyes.
Who is the one
(End of chapter)