Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 240 Super US Dollars
Minister Kim saw off the police chief. Under the dim light, he held the phone tightly with a meaningful smile on his face as he contacted the head of the National Intelligence Service.

"Commander Song," Minister Jin said with a smile, "I have already sent the police away. What about you? What are the results of the wiretapping? Any new findings?"

"It's useless," the head of the National Intelligence Service stood in front of the window of a high-rise building, looking at the dimly lit Seoul outside the window, and shook his head gently, "The detective they sent is a taciturn guy who doesn't talk much at all. Don't expect him to reveal any valuable information."

Minister Jin frowned slightly, then his eyes flashed, "Can't we ask the policeman who followed him to get some information? Their daily communication may reveal some clues."

The head of the National Intelligence Service pondered for a moment, and his tone became serious, "It's best not to let the police here know. After all, it was to appease the criminal police in the north. It was tacitly agreed to send him to drag us down. If he knew our true intentions, I'm afraid it would be counterproductive and the performance would be even more awkward."

After the call ended, Minister Kim's face was uncertain. They also vaguely guessed that this group of North Korean defectors must be carrying a very important secret.

Otherwise, the whereabouts of these North Korean defectors would not be so secretive, but there is no way to get any information from this North Korean detective.

The next morning, Lin Zheling, disguised as a North Korean detective, toured Seoul with Seoul detective Jiang Zhentai.

Jiang Zhentai kept pressing his cell phone and sending messages along the way.

"What are you posting?" Lin Zhering asked suddenly.

"Nothing," Jiang Zhentai quickly put away his phone. He couldn't say that he was sent by his superiors to hinder them. Now their location and dynamics were being transmitted to the outside world.

Lin Zheling obviously didn't believe it. He pretended to get out of the car, and when Jiang Zhentai was about to step forward to stop him, he grabbed Jiang Zhentai and locked him in the car with the handcuffs in the car.

He took out his cell phone from Jiang Zhentai's pocket, just glanced at it, and his face turned gloomy.

Lin Zheling stuffed the phone into his pocket, turned around and walked away quickly, leaving Jiang Zhentai alone in handcuffs.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhentai took him around Seoul all morning to delay time, which made him more familiar with Seoul.

He was particularly impressed by several places.

Although he searched carefully, he still couldn't find any clues.

"Detective Lin?"

When Lin Zheling turned around, Director Zheng of the security company got out of the car with his men. He was secretly alert, "I know you guys, what's the matter?"

"I wanted to come and see what clues you have tracked down."

"Detective Lin!" Jiang Zhentai panted as he hurriedly drove to catch up. Fortunately, there was the key to the handcuffs in the car. He took a look at the situation here and was a little confused. "Minister Zheng is here too?"

"Since Detective Jiang is here, let's listen together."

Jiang Zhentai felt that something was wrong and instinctively took a step back. Zheng Zhong smiled and shook his head, "We found where they are hiding. Do you want to go?"

"No."

"go."

The first part was said by Jiang Zhentai, and the second part was said by Lin Zheling. The two people's attitudes are clearly different.

"I don't care whether you go or not," Zheng Zaizhong smiled, "I'm only responsible for telling you the place."

Since learning the news last night, Li You ordered Zheng Zaizhong's men to follow the clues, and found that this group of people stayed in the black businessman's home.

Let's just let these two people test the waters first.

Lin Zheling was an impatient person. After getting the address, he made a prompt decision and ran away immediately, leaving a series of hurried footsteps echoing in the corridor. Jiang Zhentai hesitated for a moment.

"Shit, Zhelingxi!"

He looked at Zheng Zhong again, and started to chase after him.

They did run into Cha Ki-sung and even had a gunfight.

The businessman's house was not in the suburbs and there were some residents around. Just as Lin Zheling and Jiang Zhentai were about to sneak in, they were discovered by Che Qicheng's men.

Che Qicheng's men were once Lin Zheling's colleagues. When they saw him for the first time, their faces changed drastically and they drew their guns and shot.

There were screams from pedestrians on the street, and the sparse crowds of people began to get into chaos.

Jiang Zhentai listened to the crackling gunshots and looked at the bullet holes in front of him with lingering fear. His face turned pale and red, and then red and blue. If Lin Zheling hadn't pressed down his head just now, his head would have exploded. He thanked Lin Zheling repeatedly, "Zhelingxi"

Lin Zheling just raised his hand to signal him to shut up. Fortunately, he was familiar with the habits of these defecting soldiers. As soon as they drew their guns, they pulled Jiang Zhentai back. When the opposite side opened fire, Lin Zheling would occasionally pull out his gun and fire back.

Hearing that there was no movement for the time being, Lin Zheling took a sneak peek and found that the person was gone. He stood up and pulled Jiang Zhentai with him.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhentai panted with lingering fear, and his voice was a little trembling.

When Jiang Zhentai wanted to thank him, Lin Zheling had already started running. Unfortunately, the van at the back door had already left. They only had time to smell the exhaust fumes of the van and could not catch up with Che Qicheng who had fled.

Jiang Zhentai was on the side making a phone call, asking for support from his colleagues, and then reporting the situation to his team leader.

Anxious inquiries and instructions came from the other end of the phone, but most of them were questions about the fugitive.

After making several phone calls, he came to Lin Zheling again and said, "Thank you, Zhelingxi, for saving my life."

Lin Zheling didn't react, he just shook his head and said, "Although it's just a temporary cooperation, we can still be considered comrades. It's my responsibility to save you."

Jiang Zhentai smiled and said, "My life is a responsibility to you, but it is something that cannot be replaced by me."

This time the police responded at an unusually fast speed, and soon the sound of a police car siren could be heard faintly. The two stood together and watched the police car coming over, which was arriving at this moment.

The gunfight on the street caused people to hide naturally. There was no messy scene at all. The police car stopped in front of the two men.

Some policemen rushed over, nodded to Jiang Zhentai, and without further ado, quickly dispersed and began to search the house. Jiang Zhentai was a little confused, "Are these people policemen? Why don't they look like them?"

A passing policeman stopped and smiled at him, "We are the special case investigation team. It's normal that Detective Jiang has never seen it before."

"Special Case Investigation Team?" Jiang Zhentai was a little confused. "What is this?"

"I am responsible for investigating some difficult cases. Detective Jiang should not ask so many questions," the policeman smiled and turned away. "It's not good for you."

They are actually agents of the National Intelligence Service, but this operation is just covered with a police coat.

Jiang Zhentai was used to being teased over the years and didn't care about this matter. He looked at Lin Zheling with a smile and spread his hands, "Now someone is helping us investigate, it's a good thing that we don't have to do it ourselves."

Lin Zheling wanted to go inside with an expressionless face, but was stopped by Jiang Zhentai, "Don't disrupt their investigation. Go quickly. There are no clues inside anyway."

Of course there are no clues. At most, we can use this scene to prove how brutal this group of people are, but it is useless to tell where they are going from it.

Because these people had only been in Seoul for a few days, they didn't know how to stay in the hotel they were staying in, and they had nowhere else to go.

"Shit!" Che Qicheng's deputy in the van was cursing angrily. He was sitting on the seat, taking off his coat and exposing his left arm.

The person next to him took out a bandage from the things he had taken away and wrapped the wound with layer upon layer of bandages, with blood oozing out of it.

"Damn Lin Zheling," the deputy gritted his teeth, "I'll kill him sooner or later."

The subordinates were terrified. Apart from the commander Che Qicheng, the person they feared most in the army was this deputy, especially because he did not know how to control his actions and could easily make people stupid.

The wound on his left arm was caused by a stray bullet just now.

Che Qicheng took them to an uninhabited house in the suburbs. The watchdog barked twice and his men broke its neck.

"What the hell," the deputy complained, "Brother, you should have killed him right away. Now he has even chased us all the way to Korea."

"Are you blaming me?"

This made the deputy shudder, "I didn't mean that."

"What do you mean?" Che Qicheng stared at him coldly. After a while, he suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder. "Is the injury on your arm okay?"

"I'm fine," the deputy said with a forced smile, "It was just a stray bullet."

Che Qicheng smiled and said, "That's good."

Several men who had gone out to buy things also came back. They brought in food and drinks bought from a nearby supermarket. One of them said somewhat embarrassedly, "Brother, there is no pharmacy nearby."

Che Qicheng just stared at the box in front of him without raising his head or saying anything.

The only injured deputy reluctantly waved his hand and said, "It's just a minor injury. It doesn't matter if I have medicine or not."

Che Qicheng stood up and opened the metal box, revealing four copper plates for papermaking, which were key items for counterfeiting the new version of US dollars.

Counterfeit US dollar bills have been circulating in the world since the 1980s, and super US dollar bills refer to counterfeit US dollar bills with almost perfect authenticity.

In the late 1980s, a bank in the Philippines discovered almost "perfectly" counterfeit $100 bills while counting cash.

These banknotes are printed using the highest quality inks and paper in an attempt to replicate the full suite of security features, including red and blue fibres, security threads and security watermarks.

Even forensic experts need to conduct a comprehensive and careful study before examining these banknotes in order to determine whether they are genuine.

So the term "super dollar" came to the fore.

In the early 1990s, it was very rampant in Russia. The market was flooded with so-called super dollars, and one out of every ten hundred-dollar bills was a counterfeit.

So in 1996, the US Congress held a hearing on the "super dollar", but no correct conclusion was reached. In the same year, the United States issued a new version of the $100 bill, using new anti-counterfeiting methods.

In less than a year, the new version of the 'Super Dollar' came out.

Che Qicheng didn't care about what happened before. The four copper plates in front of him were the key to counterfeiting the new version of the US dollar and were the latest research results.

As long as some other problems are solved, super dollars can be perfectly produced, and he will sell these things for a good price.

"Brother," the deputy bravely said, "It took Dr. Jin and our cooperation to get this thing. If he were here, maybe we could use it ourselves."

"Dr. King?"

"Don't have any inappropriate thoughts," Che Qicheng shook his head, "He is the engineer of the entire project. We can't protect him alone, even these."

He glanced at the copper plate and closed the box. "It's a hot potato in our hands too."

Che Qicheng knew that if he couldn't find a buyer, once the contents of his current items were leaked, it wouldn't be North Korea that would be the most angry.

This thing is actually eroding the credibility of the US dollar.

"We must get rid of them as soon as possible," he turned to look at his subordinates who were all looking at him, "No matter who we give them to, we will flee directly to Southeast Asia or Australia after we get the money."

"As long as we have money, there are plenty of places for us to spend our time."

They also did not consider the problem of whether they would run out of resources, after all, the current problem has not been solved yet.

Che Qicheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Tomorrow, we will go and negotiate with Boss Cui."

(End of this chapter)