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"500 is better than asking me to give it to you...700!"

"How about this, since we have been working together for so long, I will give you 620! If you don't agree, I won't accept it. I don't believe you can find anyone else to accept this thing except me."

"How about raising the price a little bit more, 670? I'm taking a huge risk."

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The two men argued in the alley in low voices, neither of them willing to compromise, but they both knew that they could not waste time here, so after a few minutes, they finally agreed on a suitable price.

The man bought these three-sex separation devices at a price of 650 pounds each. In just that night, the old man earned 13,000 pounds. The man could not take out all the money at once, so he could only pay him a deposit of 500 pounds first, and then go back to raise money. He could give the rest of the money to the old man the day after tomorrow. Of course, old Ford was not a fool. He only gave the man the three-sex separation device, and would give the others after the money was in place.

After the two separated, old Ford ran quickly on the road with trembling hands and feet. The surging adrenaline made his breathing rapid, his temples pounding, and he was sweating. From a distance, he looked like a drunkard, staggering towards home.

He had buried all those precious devices under the floor of the house, but he was still not sure that he had left no loopholes. He was now afraid that he would be caught by the police before he could sell these devices. Then everything would be over. There would be no way out. His grandson would have no financial support and would be kicked out of school. In the end, he could only work as a worker like himself, and then suffer all kinds of humiliation in exchange for that meager salary...

He now only hoped that he could get the money before being caught, and then he could use other means to leave enough money for his grandson to graduate...

After twisting and turning through the low houses, the old man returned to his house with strong vigilance. Before entering the door, he hid in the shadows nearby and observed for seven or eight minutes. Only after making sure that no one was following him did he walk into the door.

Sitting at his desk, the old man frowned. He now had another problem to solve, which was the bank loan.

After all, he no longer needed the loan. Instead, it would be a heavy burden for him, especially the one month of compulsory labor every year, which made him laugh at the shamelessness of those bureaucrats.

However, to terminate the contract, one needs to pay a penalty of 300 pounds in addition to repaying all the principal and interest. According to the original logic, the person who would sign this contract could not afford 300 pounds, so he could only grit his teeth and endure the contract. Although he can afford it now, he still needs to cover it up. After all, it is really strange that an old man can suddenly take out 300 pounds.

So on the next day the old man began to borrow money from all his co-workers. When they learned that he wanted to get rid of the bank loan, the workers also expressed their understanding. In this way, after borrowing from more than 2 people, he finally raised enough money for breach of contract. He went to the bank that day and terminated his contract.

Ignoring the look the bank teller gave him, Old Ford felt relieved. He only had one goal now...

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How much money is 13,000 pounds? Old Ford had never seen so much money gathered together before. These orange-yellow pieces of paper looked so lovely at this moment that they almost took his soul away.

How did that ordinary middle-aged man get such a large sum of money? Logically, although he could get more by reselling it, even if he sold himself, it would not be enough, right? Could it be that this mechanical parts dealer was a big shot?

The old man was shocked by his own guess. Just as he was gasping for breath, there was a loud knock on the door.

In this quiet night, it was really foggy outside. Looking out of the window, all he could see was darkness. But the clear knock on the door could not be faked. It immediately made the old man's hair stand on end. He stood up with a panicked expression on his face.

Looking back at his grandson, the boy hurriedly cleaned up with his grandfather. They moved a tile on the floor, hid all the banknotes in it, and put a wooden cabinet on top of it.

After doing all this, old Ford carefully walked to the door and put his eyes to the crack on the door, wanting to see who was outside.

Under the dim street lights, a handsome young man in a police uniform smiled at him. His eyes and brows were as sharp as swords, and they were so sharp that old Ford couldn't control himself and fell to the ground.

Yanguo, Longmen and Victoria: Chapter 257: Survival from Desperate Situation

The scene before him almost made old Ford lose all his ability to move. The scene he had seen in countless nightmares in the past few days now happened before his eyes. An imperial policeman appeared in front of his door, appeared in this shabby little bungalow, and knocked on his door.

Even if a civilian has not committed a crime, he definitely does not want the police to stand at his door. These police are by no means law-abiding good people. If they target him, he will definitely be punished if he does not give them some benefits. Moreover, Old Ford already has something to hide, so he is naturally more afraid.

At this moment, Old Ford almost turned around and ran away, but his remaining rationality reminded him that there was no back door in this shabby house, and he had no way to escape now. Moreover, the policeman might not have come to arrest him because he had discovered his crime, but might have wanted to extort some wine money from a civilian like him. If he ran away now, he would only confess and completely expose his actions. Moreover, even if he could run away from this house, he would not be able to escape the city and would be caught sooner or later. It would be better to try to bribe this policeman and escape this disaster.

Old Ford finally calmed down, and didn't even notice that the other party had been waiting patiently after knocking on the door, which was completely different from the attitude of the police towards the poor. He took out a wad of bills from his bag, rolled it up and put it in his arms, ready to find the right opportunity to bribe the police later.

His hands were shaking uncontrollably, but he had already delayed for too long. If he continued like this, the impatient police might just break down his door. He slammed his hands hard on the door frame next to him, hoping to use the pain to stop himself from shaking. After one time, he was still shaking, so he gritted his teeth and slammed his hands five times until he felt severe pain in his hands.

This method was indeed effective. His hands had regained their former stability. After adjusting his breathing, he calmly opened the door.

It was not until now that the old man realized that this policeman looked so young. This made him feel relieved. Young people are always easier to fool than those old-timers.

"Hello, officer. What business has a distinguished gentleman like you had with me?"

Old Ford stared closely at the policeman opposite. This young policeman had neat short black hair and two unique Kuranta ears sticking out from the holes in his hat. He was tall and straight, and had a very handsome face. Just with this face, the young policeman in front of him could thrive in the Upper Town. He really didn't understand why the other party came to this place.

The young policeman looked around and suddenly revealed a meaningful smile, which made old Ford's hands, which had just calmed down, tremble again.

"I have something I want to talk to you about, old man. Can you let me in?"

The policeman's attitude was gentle and reasonable, but the more so, the more uncomfortable Old Ford felt. He didn't know what the intention was behind such a good attitude. But at the same time, he didn't have any excuse to refuse the other party, so after hesitating for a while, he turned around and let the other party in.

The young policeman who walked into the room smiled at little Ford, and then sat down very naturally on the only broken chair in the room. This chair belonged only to little Ford in this room, and even old Ford usually sat on the floor.

The old man stood uneasily opposite the police, waiting for his fate.

The Kuranta man's long, silky tail swept gently on the floor. At the same time, he took off his hat and tidied his messy hair. He didn't look impatient at all, as if he came here just to popularize a certain policy to the residents, and he was not going to charge any fees.

"Mr. Elles Ford, right? Please don't be nervous. I just want to ask you some questions, and then I will leave."

The old man nodded hurriedly. The only thing he hoped for now was that the policeman would leave here quickly after saying what he wanted to say, so as not to find anything wrong. At least give him some time to clean up.

"Just this afternoon, we received information from a concerned citizen, saying that you, old sir, have a large amount of illegal income from unknown sources and may be engaged in criminal activities. For the safety of our city, I must come and inquire about this."

The old man froze and could not move. His guess was correct. The police had discovered something was wrong in such a short time and traced it back to him... But he still forced himself to smile ingratiatingly:

"Officer, this is absolutely nonsense. Everyone who knows me knows that I am a law-abiding citizen. I have lived here for more than 20 years and have never committed a crime."

"Of course I want to believe that you are innocent, sir, but I still need you to answer a few questions."

The young policeman looked businesslike and then asked:

"Please tell me what you were doing at 7:4 PM on July 8th. Please tell me where you were."

"I was picking up some cans to sell tomorrow. As you know, Mr. Policeman, our income is not high. In order to make a living, we have to do this. I remember I was rummaging through the trash cans on Wolf Street."

The young policeman nodded, seeming to agree with this statement.

"At 7 noon on July 5, your supervisor reported to us that you were nearly 12 minutes late for work. This has never happened in your past ten years. What happened that day?"

"I was in a hurry that day and accidentally got scratched by a car, so I went to Dr. Hans's small clinic to get it bandaged. He can prove it for me..."

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As the questioning continued, the old man quickly calmed down and answered the police's questions with various excuses he had prepared beforehand. Everything went very smoothly, and it seemed as if it would not be long before he would solve this big trouble.

Even little Ford's expression was a little relaxed, which was a big flaw. Fortunately, the policeman had his back to his grandson and could not see his expression. The old man was also trying hard to tighten his face and not let himself show any extra emotions, just like every civilian who was visited by the police in the middle of the night, cowardly and frightened.

And the young policeman maintained his usual overly nice attitude, neither urging loudly nor swearing, as if he had so much time that it was worth it for him to spend an hour here questioning a poor guy like himself. Obviously, he should know that no matter how much he blackmailed, he could only get a few pounds from him at most, and it would take a lot of effort.

In this strange atmosphere, the police finally asked the last question:

"Okay, finally, please answer... You applied for a loan from a bank two days ago, right? But in just a few days, you were willing to pay a penalty of 300 pounds and borrow money from all your friends to cancel the loan contract. What's the reason?"

The old man hesitated for a moment. He knew this was his biggest doubt. It was obvious that he would have to pay a heavy price to cancel the contract, but he still did it regardless of everything. Moreover, this was the agreement he had just signed. In the eyes of others, if he could not accept the content of the agreement, he should have refused it at the beginning and should not be so stupid as to wake up the next day.

"I dare not hide it from you, Mr. Policeman. I did get an unexpected fortune... To be honest, I didn't know there was such a distant relative in our family. After he died, there was no heir, so this money fell on our heads. Although it is not much, it is enough for us to support ourselves. In this way, continuing to borrow money from the bank will bring me a heavier burden, so I decided to terminate the agreement."

This was not a lie made up by old Ford. As soon as he got the money, he started to prepare a way out for himself. City hall officials were always easy to bribe with money. He did have a distant relative who passed away recently, but the other party did not have so much wealth. As long as he paid a sum of money, he could legalize part of his money. Even if the police checked on the spot, they would not find any problems. After all, the staff member who took his money would try to cover up for him.

The City Hall is already very skilled in this area of ​​business, and its accounting is flawless. Although the police will find something wrong if they pursue it relentlessly, they are rarely willing to put in the effort.

The young officer Kuranta nodded, seeming to believe what he said, and then he put away his notebook and put his hat on his head.

"Okay, that's what I need to know. If there's anything else you want to ask, I'll come back..."

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As the loose door slowly closed, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Old Ford could no longer hold on and sat down on the chair, with dense beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He had been frightened more in the past few days than he had ever been in most of his life, but it seemed worth it now... As long as they could get through this period, the money would be enough for them to live a good life.

The old man stood up slowly and was about to send his grandson to bed. It was already late at night and they had to get up early tomorrow.

Little Ford saw his grandfather stand up and turn to look at him as if he was about to say something, but he suddenly stopped, his eyes revealing extreme fear, as if there was suddenly a ghost in the house.

Little Ford slapped his clothes in panic, thinking that something poisonous had fallen on him. But he quickly realized that his grandfather was not looking at him, but at what was behind him...

The handsome Kuranta man was standing behind him, wearing the black police uniform, just like he was sitting on the chair just now, with a gentle smile on his face, and gently placed his hand on his shoulder...

A hand was placed on the man's shoulder, causing him to tremble slightly subconsciously. When he turned around, he found that it was his wife lying on his back, looking over his shoulder at the documents on the table.

"Are you still settling accounts? Didn't you say you were quitting? I see you've already settled all the previous accounts two days ago."

The man held his wife's hand and smiled bitterly:

"It's easy to say, but after I carefully calculated it, I found that the little money I saved would soon be useless with the current price increase. Instead of rushing to find ways to make money when the time comes, it's better to earn more now..."

"But didn't you say that this was too dangerous? Didn't Haas get hanged last month? You were so scared that your legs were shaking. Should we stop for a few months and wait until the storm has passed?"

The man shook his head:

"That was my original plan, but I received a big business deal yesterday. If I miss it, I probably won't get a second chance in my life. I must seize this opportunity..."

"I know I can't persuade you... I can only ask you to be more careful. This is all I can say now..."

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Both of them fell silent. After a long time, only the middle-aged man was left here, continuing to write and draw on the notebook in front of him, and pondering for a while from time to time.

Da da!

There was a sudden sound of knocking on the glass window, and the man subconsciously grasped the sword at his waist. At the same time, Eisen hid himself behind a chair. This set of movements was smooth and he had found a cover for himself within two seconds.

His wife might never have thought that her somewhat vulgar husband actually had such a dangerous side. When he held a sword, he was no less skilled and flexible than any old mercenary. He was as skilled and flexible as holding a knife and fork, always ready to take lives with dangerous steel.

But he was destined not to have the chance to use this sword today. After seeing the man outside the window clearly, he immediately put away the sword and opened the window as quickly as possible.

A pair of black boots stepped in, and the Kuranta girl in white turned over and entered the room, and the man immediately saluted the girl:

"Lord Cintrea."

Xinteleya nodded in response:

"I'm here to get your intelligence summary. You've done a good job in the past few years. Claude said that if you want, you can come back at any time and everything will be arranged."

Seeing the hesitation on the man's face, she continued:

"Of course, you can also choose to sell those three-sex separation devices and then go back. That should be a lot of money..."

The man's expression froze slightly:

"I'm sorry, sir. That's not what I meant... It's just that my work is not yet complete. The situation in Victoria is still changing rapidly. If I send new people over, I'm afraid I'll have to start all over again..."