Rebirth – Super Bank System

Cold breath into lungs.

Cool.

It’s cold.

He’s got a little shaking in his hand, not how terrifying this department is, and after all, they don’t interfere with ordinary things, as long as they don’t get along with the operations of the Intelligence Service.

Like a normal man.

Be honest.

There’s no ghost in there.

Not to mention national security.

Then don’t be afraid of the intelligence service, nor about which day it will be found.

However.

Once committed within its jurisdiction, it is a human being who is trembling. He’s cold that this blue book involved that many things, and if it was involved, he’d stabbed the sky.

The superior’s throat is slight.

“Is that necessary?”

“In cases involving national security, the Public Prosecutor’s Office is required to report and transfer them. I know what you’re afraid of, but for the prosecutor’s office, I don’t think we can pack this fire.”

Prosecutor replied.

Simply.

— Drop the pot.

Send this red brand out, stay in your hands, not sure what’s going on.

That’s it.

The superintendent understands that, indeed, if some national security incidents are really involved, the prosecutor’s office would be guilty if it was in his hands, but only if it burned one of its own results.

He’s going crazy.

You’re in trouble if you don’t.

I knew that.

He will never be happy to be in this position, polio, whoever loves to do it.

It’s okay to get to the head.

I can’t escape.

“So, get out of here?” The superiors are asking for advice, and the man at first sight, though hated, is very popular.

“Of course.”

“Shall we get backup?”

“Better not.”

“That way.”

When the superior bites his teeth, decides to dump them completely, it is estimated that the intelligence service will hate him this time, and if it really involves too much, it will have to jump a chicken dog over there for a while.

Just like that.

You guys watched that long play.

And go down and sing.

We’re tired.

As for how many people are involved in it, whether there is a valve behind him, he can only say his best. National security is a huge problem, and he has to protect himself first.

It’s a night to lose.

Get those warlords ready early.

“I’ll contact the Intelligence Service tomorrow.”

“Yes.”

“Protect it.”

“I don’t go back at night, bring the team to protect the evidence.” The prosecutor Nodded.

“…..”

You’re still spelling.

All right.

With a painful head, the superior is off for the second time today.

…

“What? The Intelligence Service?”

Soon.

And the news was passed out of him, and the valve behind him was the helper.

“Yes.”

“What’s in there?”

“I… I dare not look much, and it’s a secret word, and for the time being only the Prosecutor Jin will know.” Much more, more trouble, he would prefer to ask questions and not know.

At least.

We can’t know from the notebook.

“…..”

It’s a bit of a rush across.

But he can’t say much. Before that, they thought it was just ‘normal evidence’, Zheng Yuan died, and they didn’t really want to be known by outside people.

It was intended.

It was after Zhengzhou died, looking for a time to replace or destroy.

Whatever.

It

was so predictable that the National Intelligence Service of the Republic of Korea would soon be involved, and at this moment he urgently wanted to know what it was, “Can you get a note in advance?”

“The Prosecutor is personally in charge and the Attorney-General’s Office in Seoul will not be backed up.”

“I know.”

Finish it.

That’s where you hang up.

No backup.

Then do a lot.

…

The

next day.

Early.

At the end of the meeting, more than a dozen people were suspended, and the intelligence services came and handed over orders with seals.

“This is a notebook, and the rules of interpretation.”

“Oh?”

It’s amazing to hear about this prosecutor long ago, just like all of it, that we look at them at the Intelligence Service, and we’re the top players who play the code.

But since it’s good.

Then accept. Shit.

Before we get here.

They knew about this blue notebook, and this boiler act, as a party to the pot, was a bit weird, hopefully it wouldn’t be too much.

Otherwise, the heart won’t stand.

“For the contents of the notebook, do not leak outside until the results are not confirmed.”

“Understand.”

Finish it.

No bullshit.

The agents of the intelligence service turned away.

Back in the car.

“Something got it.”

“Did you see that?”

“No.”

How dare he see that the official handover will not be fake. This car is all on his own, so he dares to call like that.

“Well.”

The newsletter is over.

Well, it means that the representative acts as planned and the warlords are strong, but not so strong in the intelligence service, although there are some key positions in the warlords.

Emergency moment.

This does not work.

He took the same blue laptop from the public briefcase, all written on the basis of the time of the previous trial of Zheng Yuan, as well as the “anti-theft” measures, as well as a translation methodology.

The content is very different.

Very rarely involved in the treasure valves.

Of course.

There’s still some information, but it’s a little bit weird, or it’s weird that the prosecutor just said not to talk about it, together with the secrecy of the intelligence service, what’s in it now, what is it?

Open the handcuffs.

Replace the fake.

Perfect.

And then.

He lifted the mattress and put it in, and he was only responsible for switching it, and someone would come to the place to get it, clear division of labour, and before noon it would be in the hands of the people behind the screen.

Twenty minutes later.

Headquarters.

He surrendered himself, and the witness stood next to him, and he thought he was here to protect the evidence.

“Did you get this from the Attorney General’s office?”

“Yes.”

“ka-cha.”

A pair of cold handcuffs, tortured him.

“What do you mean?”

“You should know, take it.”

And then.

At the corner.

He saw a man come in with a black bag, and he just put it under the mattress, and this moment he understood who he was sold and who he was, for the time being, unable to think about it.

Damn.

Which part of the world is in trouble.

…

The city.

See here.

Tang Qing smiled at the head.

It was.

This pit is actually not large, and it’s covered by a lot of notes, involving a wide range of people, but it’s easy to finally get a little bit lighter, because it’s too much to hear.

If there is no evidence.

A couple of operations, that’s what he really imagined, and it’s only ‘destroyed’ and not enough to fill.

However.

Zheng Dao is dead.

There’s one more possibility — no one knows how much Jyun has written in it, and this is not the “iron cream” he sent to the door, so why don’t we dig the pit deep?

That’s right.

Now the version.

It’s already done through “optimization”.

No one else has seen the complete contents of the notebook, except Zheng Daw Dai and warriors, and more than not backup, so a three-metre deep pit was dug into ten meters by warriors.

That means.

To fill this pit.

There’s more people to fill out, so things can stop. Likewise, the Korean vote on the anti-monopoly demolition of warlords took place for a few days and took this opportunity to increase the rate of success.

From 90 percent… Growth to 95 per cent.

The remaining five.

It is to express fear of God.

Failure is lacking.

Too bad.