Chapter 639
"Gambler, I think you should give an explanation."
Hans picked up a scrap of paper from the bottom of the machine. His face was no longer polite. "Why is this currency like this?"
The most authoritative money detector from Switzerland announced that the money in the box was false, which means it is self-evident.
***
This reason seems a little far fetched, but it is not entirely unreasonable.
"Really?" Hans smiled coldly, dropped the scraps of paper in his hand, went to the secretary next to the gambling king and asked, "does this gentleman have the latest money just taken out of the bank?"
At this time, the cold sweat on the Secretary's forehead was no less than Emma's. After looking at the gambler's face, he took out a stack of brand-new old heads of nearly 1000 yuan from his pocket, "I just took them out of the bank this morning."
His salary is paid by the company. He has no habit of taking cash from the casino. He usually withdraws it from a nearby bank.
"Fine, thank you." Hans nodded slightly, took the 1000 yuan directly, walked back to the cash detector, looked at the number below and said, "this is the latest version of this year's commemorative currency. I believe the gambler is more familiar than me."
He took the money, met the eyes of the gambling king, and then slowly put a thousand dollars into the cash detector.
Hua La, as soon as the roller brush touched the paper items, it worked quickly. A thousand dollars was just a blink of an eye. The voice of artificial intelligence immediately sounded. "After verification, this is real money. A total of a thousand dollars. Please keep it."
After listening to the verification of counterfeit money twice in a row, they finally got their wish. They heard the sound of real money once, but it didn't make people happy at all.
When Emma handed the money back to the gambler's secretary, the latter was so pale and soft that she could hardly catch the money. She wanted to tear up the money on the spot, put it into the machine, and then let it turn into powder and spit it out.
"Gambling king, this seems to be the best explanation. Do you have anything to say to us?" the onlookers turned their eyes from the cash detector to the old man, with layers of oppression and thousands of questioning pressure.
Fan Hong gave the wine cup to the dull secretary. He turned and walked back to the hill, took out a box at random, then went back to the money detector, opened it, opened a stack of old people's seals, and put all 10000 yuan into the groove of the machine.
With a smooth voice, AI sent out a reminder, "after verification, this is a counterfeit banknote, a total of 10000 yuan, to be destroyed."
The scraps of paper flowed down from the bottom like snowflakes, some of them scattered on the floor and became a pile of waste paper in an instant.
Fan Hong also gradually changed from expressionless at the beginning to confused. It seems that he can't figure out how such a huge more than 1000 boxes turned into counterfeit money by magic, and how they were transported all the way in as gifts to distinguished guests. This source... Right.
"It was the deal, the head Market..." he suddenly woke up and whispered. He recalled a report sent by the people at the end of more than a month ago. A young man claimed to be the Savior and bought all the auctions with more than a billion dollars in cash. Later, he wanted to recall the money, but it had been distributed into the market.
He remembered that the person in charge at that time was Zhan Chen.
Qin Qing saw the gambler suddenly look back at her. His eyes were opposite, and he could clearly feel the shock and anger in those muddy old eyes.
She knew that the other party already knew the truth.
But it's late.
"Gambler, I don't think you can go yet." Hans waved his hand. The bodyguards behind him stepped forward and blocked fan Hong's steps to rush to the girl. A whole box was thrown to his feet. Hans finally turned his face, "Gambler, why are the paper printed in the white palace here? How did you sneak into the White Palace? If you don't give a good account, I'll take you to the International Court for espionage."
"White, palace?! it's impossible." Fan Hong took a breath of air-conditioning and immediately denied that there is an essential difference between counterfeiting and using white palace things. "Don't say white, palace. How can I transport so much paper..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, and a frightening fact came to his mind between lightning and flint.
It's yingta. The only one who is qualified to enter and leave the White Palace freely is yingta owned by the sniper camp.
He didn't expect that the other party could do such a bold thing.
"Yunyue, you..." Fan Hong stared at the girl standing not far away. Countless complex meanings flashed in his eyes. Finally, in a burst of severe contraction and pain of his heart, his heart fluctuated twice, and then fell to the ground.
"Gambling king!" the Secretary hurried forward to hold the man and shouted to the bodyguard, "call the doctor quickly."
Fan Hong fell, but things are far from over. The symphony of the orchestra in the ballroom is still playing happily, and everyone has no interest in dancing. The boxes stacked in the center of the ballroom are like a hill, which may turn into beasts at any time, devouring everything completely.
The others carried their glasses away from the pile of black boxes and were secretly watching Hans with a heavy look by the window. Compared with their anger at being cheated, it seems that things from their own office are stolen more annoying. If this place is still the first place to work in the country, the problem will be more serious.
At this time, the blocked door has been opened. Except for the chaos under the building, the Savior really has no plan to assassinate. He kept his promise, revealed the truth, and then left such a mess. It was very cunning.
At this time, the family doctor who hurried from other floors came into the lounge to treat the gambling king.
"The gambler's cardiovascular system has already hardened. You can't be excited at ordinary times, otherwise it may cause myocardial infarction." when the doctor came from this end of the corridor, he bumped into Qin Qing. The other party quickly saluted, "Miss Fan, I'll check the gambler's body now."
"OK, let me know if there's anything." Qin Qing leaned against the wall and didn't mean to enter the door, but she didn't stop the other party from delaying the treatment time. She quietly watched the other party pass by her. The assistant behind her hurriedly searched for the information and accidentally fell to the ground.
Qin Qing squatted down to help him and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a physical examination report.
Hans picked up a scrap of paper from the bottom of the machine. His face was no longer polite. "Why is this currency like this?"
The most authoritative money detector from Switzerland announced that the money in the box was false, which means it is self-evident.
***
This reason seems a little far fetched, but it is not entirely unreasonable.
"Really?" Hans smiled coldly, dropped the scraps of paper in his hand, went to the secretary next to the gambling king and asked, "does this gentleman have the latest money just taken out of the bank?"
At this time, the cold sweat on the Secretary's forehead was no less than Emma's. After looking at the gambler's face, he took out a stack of brand-new old heads of nearly 1000 yuan from his pocket, "I just took them out of the bank this morning."
His salary is paid by the company. He has no habit of taking cash from the casino. He usually withdraws it from a nearby bank.
"Fine, thank you." Hans nodded slightly, took the 1000 yuan directly, walked back to the cash detector, looked at the number below and said, "this is the latest version of this year's commemorative currency. I believe the gambler is more familiar than me."
He took the money, met the eyes of the gambling king, and then slowly put a thousand dollars into the cash detector.
Hua La, as soon as the roller brush touched the paper items, it worked quickly. A thousand dollars was just a blink of an eye. The voice of artificial intelligence immediately sounded. "After verification, this is real money. A total of a thousand dollars. Please keep it."
After listening to the verification of counterfeit money twice in a row, they finally got their wish. They heard the sound of real money once, but it didn't make people happy at all.
When Emma handed the money back to the gambler's secretary, the latter was so pale and soft that she could hardly catch the money. She wanted to tear up the money on the spot, put it into the machine, and then let it turn into powder and spit it out.
"Gambling king, this seems to be the best explanation. Do you have anything to say to us?" the onlookers turned their eyes from the cash detector to the old man, with layers of oppression and thousands of questioning pressure.
Fan Hong gave the wine cup to the dull secretary. He turned and walked back to the hill, took out a box at random, then went back to the money detector, opened it, opened a stack of old people's seals, and put all 10000 yuan into the groove of the machine.
With a smooth voice, AI sent out a reminder, "after verification, this is a counterfeit banknote, a total of 10000 yuan, to be destroyed."
The scraps of paper flowed down from the bottom like snowflakes, some of them scattered on the floor and became a pile of waste paper in an instant.
Fan Hong also gradually changed from expressionless at the beginning to confused. It seems that he can't figure out how such a huge more than 1000 boxes turned into counterfeit money by magic, and how they were transported all the way in as gifts to distinguished guests. This source... Right.
"It was the deal, the head Market..." he suddenly woke up and whispered. He recalled a report sent by the people at the end of more than a month ago. A young man claimed to be the Savior and bought all the auctions with more than a billion dollars in cash. Later, he wanted to recall the money, but it had been distributed into the market.
He remembered that the person in charge at that time was Zhan Chen.
Qin Qing saw the gambler suddenly look back at her. His eyes were opposite, and he could clearly feel the shock and anger in those muddy old eyes.
She knew that the other party already knew the truth.
But it's late.
"Gambler, I don't think you can go yet." Hans waved his hand. The bodyguards behind him stepped forward and blocked fan Hong's steps to rush to the girl. A whole box was thrown to his feet. Hans finally turned his face, "Gambler, why are the paper printed in the white palace here? How did you sneak into the White Palace? If you don't give a good account, I'll take you to the International Court for espionage."
"White, palace?! it's impossible." Fan Hong took a breath of air-conditioning and immediately denied that there is an essential difference between counterfeiting and using white palace things. "Don't say white, palace. How can I transport so much paper..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, and a frightening fact came to his mind between lightning and flint.
It's yingta. The only one who is qualified to enter and leave the White Palace freely is yingta owned by the sniper camp.
He didn't expect that the other party could do such a bold thing.
"Yunyue, you..." Fan Hong stared at the girl standing not far away. Countless complex meanings flashed in his eyes. Finally, in a burst of severe contraction and pain of his heart, his heart fluctuated twice, and then fell to the ground.
"Gambling king!" the Secretary hurried forward to hold the man and shouted to the bodyguard, "call the doctor quickly."
Fan Hong fell, but things are far from over. The symphony of the orchestra in the ballroom is still playing happily, and everyone has no interest in dancing. The boxes stacked in the center of the ballroom are like a hill, which may turn into beasts at any time, devouring everything completely.
The others carried their glasses away from the pile of black boxes and were secretly watching Hans with a heavy look by the window. Compared with their anger at being cheated, it seems that things from their own office are stolen more annoying. If this place is still the first place to work in the country, the problem will be more serious.
At this time, the blocked door has been opened. Except for the chaos under the building, the Savior really has no plan to assassinate. He kept his promise, revealed the truth, and then left such a mess. It was very cunning.
At this time, the family doctor who hurried from other floors came into the lounge to treat the gambling king.
"The gambler's cardiovascular system has already hardened. You can't be excited at ordinary times, otherwise it may cause myocardial infarction." when the doctor came from this end of the corridor, he bumped into Qin Qing. The other party quickly saluted, "Miss Fan, I'll check the gambler's body now."
"OK, let me know if there's anything." Qin Qing leaned against the wall and didn't mean to enter the door, but she didn't stop the other party from delaying the treatment time. She quietly watched the other party pass by her. The assistant behind her hurriedly searched for the information and accidentally fell to the ground.
Qin Qing squatted down to help him and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a physical examination report.
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