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0011 Standing on the first grid and looking at the eleventh grid
Michael walked into the room with a triumphant smile on his face. He glanced at Lynch who was sitting beside the bed, raised the corner of his mouth, and laughed twice.
He didn't know why he was laughing all of a sudden, maybe it was a show?
He didn't know, he casually opened the front of the windbreaker, revealing the wallet stuck in his pocket, with his ID on it, "Federal Revenue Service, someone reported that an illegal transaction has just happened here, we have to check... "
This time it wasn't just Michael and his partner who came, there were several people who immediately began to search the room under Michael's instruction.
Michael walked to Lynch's side and sat down, looking at the young man who had given him such short-lived fear, and said with a half-smile, "The last time I sent a child your age to prison, he It was arrogant to say that it was just a vacation for him."
"He didn't think it was scary at all in prison, do you know what happened to him later?", he warned Lynch with some disturbing words.
Michael said and closed his mouth again, because he suddenly found that the young man in front of him did not have any anxiety or fear after listening to these words.
He was as calm and composed as he was at the beginning, which also made Michael feel that he was being humiliated. He was like a clown when he said something that made people feel ridiculous, and he was underestimated again.
With his face getting worse, he snorted softly and decided not to speak anymore. When they found the evidence, they would be able to make this guy cry!
It's just...why haven't found it yet?
Seeing that his subordinates started to search again from the door, Michael's scalp suddenly tightened. He realized something, glanced at Lynch, and rushed into the room immediately.
The house is not big, technically there are only two spaces, a hallway and bedroom connected to the gate, and a dressing room with a wardrobe.
There is nothing too complicated in the dressing room, a wardrobe that is completely open, an ironing board that has been put down by him, a small storage box for some miscellaneous tools, and a storage box for washing clothes. basket.
Going further inside, there is a small space for a shower, and finally the toilet, and a cart is casually across the middle of the dressing room.
"Where's the money?" he asked sharply. Just now, the children all claimed that Lynch put the money in the box and pushed it into the dressing room with a cart, but now it looks like..., it doesn't seem to be the case. .
The two subordinates shook their heads in embarrassment, "Sorry Boss, we didn't find anything."
"Where's the wooden box?" He also asked with the last trace of effort, "Is the wooden box there?"
One of them pointed to the wooden box on the ironing board, which was empty and empty.
Michael put his hands together and rubbed his face vigorously, tugging at his hair, he took a few steps back and forth while pinching his waist, and then walked over hysterically, grabbed the wooden box and threw it on the ground.
The torn wooden box reminded him of Lynch's eyes that seemed to be mocking him, he rushed out and grabbed Lynch's neckline and lifted him up, "Where's the money, you hid the five thousand dollars in where?"
He roared, the anger in his heart made his sanity start to fade, twice, he was fooled twice by this kid, no one has ever dared to do this to him!
With a faint smile on Lynch's face, he looked at Michael calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't even have five hundred dollars in total, I don't know where you got this news from. , obviously it's wrong."
Fake, who is wrong with you, was the one who watched the newsboys bring in the money. In such a short period of time, less than two minutes, Lynch didn't even go out the door. He hid the money in where?
He wanted to punch Lynch in the face and let the bastard know how terrible he was, but he also knew that if he did, he would soon be examined.
People may turn a blind eye to some small details, which are to better keep criminals under the law, but they will not allow violence to be framed. Once this kind of thing is stabbed to the media, the entire Sabine judicial community will be To be ashamed.
At that time, there will naturally be someone whom Michael's superiors can't afford to offend to investigate the duty crime here, and he will become a sinner in Sabine's judicial circle.
He suppressed the anger in his heart, pushed Lynch onto the bed, and searched the room himself.
Everything was in a mess, including the water tank above the toilet, which they took down. In the end, they found nothing, and the five thousand dollars seemed to have disappeared.
No, as if it never existed!
Lynch always kept calm, no fear, no anxiety, just calmly watched Michael busy in this fifty-square-meter room until he stopped completely.
By this time, Michael also knew very well that the operation had failed again.
No, not just this one action, but also the action against Fox will be blocked, he is in big trouble!
He pointed to Lynch, "You're lucky this time and escaped, but you'd better pray that you're so alert every time."
"Just once, as long as you are caught by me once, I promise to send you to prison, and I will never give you a chance to get out in this life!" He clenched his fists, turned and walked towards the door, "Also What are you doing here, go back and write a report!"
After watching these people leave, Lynch smiled and shook his head. They didn't search. On the one hand, they couldn't search without a search warrant. Second, their goal was not the small money that might exist on Lynch's body, but the 5,000 yuan that was enough to directly convict him. money.
Large cash transactions need to be reported to the tax bureau. They didn't do this. This is illegal. Don't say anything after the fact, there is nothing after the fact.
However, even if they searched their bodies, it would have no meaning. Instead, they would violate the rules. Michael often lost control, but there were some things that he would not easily offend.
After waiting for a few minutes, Lynch tidied up the room, locked the door, and left here. There is a saying that is very good, called "again, again, again, never again".
Michael had "offended" him twice. He couldn't keep his mouth shut like this all the time. Now the sum of the money in his hand is about seven or eight thousand, and more than eight thousand dollars is not enough for him to complete the first ring of his plan.
The money-making activities will continue, and at the same time he has to start thinking about how to avenge his revenge.
In his last life, he met an interesting friend in a small room. The friend told him that hunting beasts is not all about filling your stomach. If you don't resist, others will get ahead. You still have to state your position when necessary.
After a while, he wandered around outside for a while, found a relatively remote jewelry store, and walked in.
The bell tied to the door rang, and a man wearing magnifying glasses at the counter stood up and smiled, "Welcome..."
Lynch nodded with a smile and walked to the counter, "I want a simple gold ring. I'm going to give it to my girlfriend. Can you help me engrave the ring?"
Young appearance, handsome face, and a slightly shy smile, it is easy to make some elderly jewelry store owners feel good, "Of course, child, I have to say that you have come to the right place, understand?"
Twenty minutes later, Lynch left the jewelry store with a gold ring with "My Beloved Catherine" engraved on the inside of his hand!