I cut reality into a movie

"Someone hired you? Who?" Tifa continued.

"I don't know who it is, officer. I really don't know. The man has sunglasses on his face and a wig on his head. I can only roughly judge from his appearance that it is a woman."

As he said that, the homeless man took off the walkie-talkie pinned to his chest, put it together with the portable video recorder in his hand, and put it on the steps in front of him: "Officer, these things were given to me by that woman. Besides, I really I don't know anything."

"Um……"

Tifa mused.

From the expression on the homeless man's face, Tifa could see that he was telling the truth, and it was not uncommon in the United States to hire homeless people to do research.

But there is a problem here, this person came too fast.

When it comes to investigating the case, Tifa still has a little self-confidence, not to mention that this investigation is the case of Romon. Tifa is completely unimaginable. In the investigation of the case of Romon, there is someone who can investigate faster than himself. .

Who is it?

Did he focus on Romon himself, or the batch of counterfeit banknotes.

Just as Tifa was thinking hard, Romon sent her a text message to explain her confusion - [By the way, Police Officer Tifa, I forgot to inform you about one thing. I was recently entangled by a troublesome hacker. If you If you encounter any strange things, you must notify me as soon as possible. 】

It's a coincidence that this text message came, right?

Seeing that she was confused, Romon sent a text message to explain, and Tifa immediately became alert. She looked around, and sure enough, she saw a camera facing her on the pillar on the right.

asshole!

You look at it, right?

Using lip language, and blaming the camera, after Tifa understood the cause and effect of the matter, a strange desire to win suddenly arose in her heart:

next time!

Next time I will definitely find Romon's clues faster than this bastard hacker!

The raging flames of war ignited in Tifa's amber pupils, and this cat-and-mouse game unknowingly turned into a contest between two cats.

"Agent Genfort, are you all right?"

The FBI's support was extremely fast, and within 10 minutes after Tifa sent the support signal, her teammates rushed over and surrounded the banknote printing factory.

"There is something, but it's a good thing."

Tifa ran all the way to the side, and his panting teammate smiled slightly, pointing to the money printing machine in the middle of the factory building: "If there is no accident, the money printing machine in the middle of the factory building is the target we are looking for."

Following Tifa's fingers, several teammates who had been supporting him just now noticed the money printing machine standing in the middle of the factory building.

Looking at the sophisticated and elegant machine, several FBI teammates slowly opened their mouths:

"No way, Agent Genfort, how long has it been since you found the secret workshop of the counterfeiter?"

"You are so efficient at solving the case, I want to suspect that you are his accomplice."

He does not mean that.

Listening to the jokes of several colleagues, Tifa thought to himself: You really guessed right, I am really his accomplice, but this time, we are in the opposing camp.

After watching the money printing machine, Tifa pointed to the closed warehouse door under the stairs: "There should be more information in the warehouse below, let's go in and have a look."

"As you order, Captain Genfort."

Several teammates smiled and approached the stairs, then looked at the homeless man at the bottom of the stairs with his head in his arms and asked strangely: "Who is this?"

"A homeless man, hired by someone." Tifa lied.

"Then is this person worth interrogating? Let him go if he doesn't have value?"

Every FBI agent knew that this kind of hired bum had no interrogation value, and if this man hadn't been discovered by Tifa, these old FBI fritters would have just let him go.

"Let him go, he's worthless."

With a wave of his hand, Tifa told the homeless man to get up and leave, and when he walked to the warehouse door, he bent over and picked up the portable live broadcaster on the ground.

Knowing that there would be no clues inside, Tifa just put away the things casually, and cooperated with his teammates to knock open the wooden door of the underground warehouse.

"This!!!!!"

It was far more shocking than a lonely money printing machine outside.

In the small underground warehouse, there are piles of practice sketches of dollar bills, scrapped etching panels, whole buckets of color-changing ink, and piles of acid-free white paper

Faced with this situation, the FBI agents present thought they had come to some kind of regular money printing factory.

But when their eyes focused on the wall of the warehouse and looked at the detailed picture of the huge dollar bill, they knew that this place was not printing real bills, but counterfeit bills.

"God, if I'm not mistaken, the details of the dollar bill above are all hand-painted, right?"

"I thought that this kind of hand-painted banknotes could only appear in movies, but I didn't expect that there are prototypes in reality."

Facing the huge dollar bill manuscript on the wall, which is more than two meters long and one meter wide, and completely designed for the tension of the camera, an FBI agent sighed in admiration.

"Yeah, very good, very good, what I want is this kind of scene where the FBI agents are surprised. You guys have performed very well. When I have a chance in the future, I will definitely treat you to a big meal!"

Using the unmanned camera, Romon took 360° shots of the surprised expressions of several FBI agents.

Of course, even the group performers had put so much effort into filming, how could Romon forget his heroine.

Close-up of face, close-up of half-body, close-up of whole body.

Surprised, but not so surprised, Tifa was patted from head to toe.

Romon is very satisfied with Tifa's performance at the moment, because what he wants is this: the calm expression of the protagonist who solves the case and the supporting role.

Although the reason for Tifa's indifferent expression has nothing to do with her own personality, the main reason is that she is used to Romon's various generous methods when committing crimes.

seal up!

With the orange cordon, the counterfeit banknote factory is surrounded.

Tifa also added a lot of money to the FBI's credit book.

"cheers!"

This is a western style American barbecue restaurant.

At the largest long table in the store, all the agents of the FBI Cross Station are celebrating the phased victory of the counterfeit dollar bill case.

"We seized that bastard's counterfeit banknote factory and seized a large amount of counterfeit raw materials."

"Gravure printing machine, acid-free paper, color-changing ink, these things count one by one, all of them are controlled items, and the shipments are very small, as long as we can find out the source of one of the raw materials, we can catch that bastard fox tail."

Although life is a bit green, work must continue.

Marlowe felt undoubtedly uncomfortable with Sandy's betrayal, but he was a married old cow eating young grass, and he had true love for himself, a flight attendant and little lover.

So even if Sandy betrayed him, Marlowe was still willing to give the other party a chance to repent and reform. He asked Sandy to calm down for a while, and then came back to him when he figured it out. He would let Sandy know who is the most beautiful woman in the world. warm man.

In addition to forgiving Sandy, Marlowe has to push himself even more.

He knows that he is ugly and old, and if he wants to keep his little lover's heart, he can only rely on promotion to make a fortune, and this counterfeit banknote case is the best chance for Marlowe to become the male god of Sandy's dream.

He swore that he would completely surpass that bastard co-pilot and become the man with the best mentality in Sandy.

In order to save love, Marlowe is full of energy.

It was the direction of his investigation, which once again ran counter to Tifa's ideas.

Tifa was well aware that Romon's challenge to her was a game of cat and mouse.

Since it is a cat-and-mouse 'game', it must be a direct confrontation. This kind of investigative method of seizing raw materials will never catch Romon. He will not leave a loophole in such a boring project.

"Master."

Considering the words, Tifa said: "Station Master, it is indeed a good idea to start the investigation from the raw materials, but while investigating the raw materials, I also want to apply for the investigation of the trajectory of the counterfeiters."

"Track investigation?" Marlowe asked, "Do you have the track of the counterfeiter?"

"Not yet, but I believe there will be soon."

Tifa confidently analyzed: "Through the ash on the banknote printing machine and the inquiries of the homeless people around the banknote printing factory, we know that this banknote printing factory has not started work for a week."

"Such a long silence is enough to prove that this counterfeit money dealer has left New York for other cities and even other countries."

"The Lord once said: Whoever walks, leaves traces."

"No matter where this counterfeit money dealer has gone, as long as he dares to spend counterfeit money, he will be discovered. I don't think it will take long for the road map of this counterfeit money dealer to be mastered by us."

As if to match Tifa's speech, Marlowe's cell phone rang just as she finished speaking.

After picking it up, it was a call from the head office boss. The call was to inform Marlowe to come to the head office for a meeting immediately. The reason was that super counterfeit banknotes were also found in other cities.

"Congratulations, Detective Genfort, your trajectory investigation can begin preparations."

"That bastard's super counterfeit banknotes have already appeared in other cities."

Just as the FBI was preparing to launch a trajectory investigation, the counterfeit banknote group targeted by Romon, the Brody family in San Francisco on the west coast, finally discovered that the times had changed.

Chapter 093 Hello, You Can Call Me a Painter

in the past six months.

There are so many amazing stories happening in San Francisco.

The drug experiment scandal at the No. [-] Prison in the Bay, the legendary killer who single-handedly wiped out the entire Gravel Gang, the speaker of the San Francisco City Council was killed by his own son in the Ferris wheel.

The legendary level of this pile of stories, even if it is put on the screen intact, it will become an excellent crime movie.

As a member of San Francisco, the Brody family, who have made a living by counterfeiting banknotes for three generations, also relished these legendary stories and said with a smile that if these stories were made into movies, they would definitely contribute generously to their own. movie tickets.

It's a pity that everyone is willing to watch the story off-screen, but not everyone can accept being part of the story.

Today's Brody family is involved in such a legendary story that is happening.

"Father!"

"Something happened!"

"Our family is going to have a big accident!"

As the only son of the head of the Brody family, the 20-year-old little Brody has not inherited his father's steady personality at all. He has a frizzy young master's temper in everything he does. He rushed into his father's office without thinking about asking what was going on inside.

As a result, when he pushed open the heavy wooden door covered with Scottish calfskin and rushed into the old Brody's office, he found that there were guests in his father's office.

"Ha, Uncle Harry."

Little Brody knew the man in front of him. He was an old friend and customer of the family. He had been engaged in women trafficking for many years, bringing women from Eastern European countries to the United States for sex.

This is already a super profitable industry, but the greed of human nature has no end.

In order to further reduce the purchase cost and create a higher profit margin, when Harry buys women from local gangsters in Eastern Europe, he often buys them with real and fake banknotes.

And the source of the counterfeit money in his hand is the Brody family.

"Oh, isn't this young Master Brody! We haven't seen each other for three or four years, and we've grown into young men in a blink of an eye."

Harry waved at little Brody, motioning him to sit beside him, while little Brody, who knew he had caused trouble, looked at his old father with twinkling eyes.

"What are you still doing stupidly? Didn't you see your Uncle Harry calling you?"

No matter how incompetent his son was, he was also his own son. Old Brody should and still needed to be cultivated. It was time for his son to listen to the business confrontation like today.

Under the serious eyes of the old father, little Brody obediently sat on the single sofa on Harry's left.

"Uncle Harry, are you doing well?"

Little Brody is habitually polite, but Harry, who is mature and mature, grabs what Little Brody said and said:

"Recently, your Uncle Harry is not doing very well recently."

"I don't know who the bumpkins in Eastern Europe have listened to. Recently, they chased me and asked me to pay with the new version of US dollars. Otherwise, my payment would only be settled at [-]% off."

"God has eyes, I worked so hard to open up the upper and lower joints, and pulled those Eastern European women from another continent to the United States. I only made a few dollars in profit, but the group of Eastern European bumpkins wanted me to fight eight fold."

"So uncle, I'm forced to go out of my way, so I can only come to your father for help."

Answering little Brody's question, Harry's eyes stayed on old Brody's face.

"Harry, I understand your difficulty, but please understand mine too. It's not that we can't make the new version of the dollar bill you like, but after we make it, are you sure you can accept the price?"

Bluffing is a skill that every old fox must master.

Old Brody knew very well that with the level of his own banknote printing factory, he couldn't imitate the new super US dollar bills. He said this purely to remind Harry, don't just look at other people's banknotes, you should first understand Let's talk about the price.

Old Brody's words really touched Harry's pain point.

Although he does not make counterfeit banknotes, he does use counterfeit banknotes. Years of experience in using counterfeit banknotes allows him to clearly see that behind the new version of super counterfeit banknotes is the extremely high production cost.