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Chapter 442 Gifts
"Money, power, no one can get rid of it all."

Washington, near the block where BSI is headquartered.

A decadent-looking man was dragging an old suitcase and walking step by step.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The suitcase that the man is dragging seems to be extremely heavy, and there are some black marks on the worn surface. At the same time, looking at the silhouette of the suitcase, it can be vaguely seen that there is a heavy 'item' inside, accompanied by As the man dragged, the sound of coins colliding continued from the suitcase in his hand.

"I will dedicate everything and share my wealth, and this wealth will come back to me in a steady stream..."

On the street, dragging a heavy suitcase in his hand.

The man kept muttering to himself, and continued to walk forward under the puzzled eyes of passers-by.

"This is my wealth, I will get everything I dream of, as long as I share what I have, they will not betray me, they will only fulfill me."

The repeated words in his mouth seemed to be the driving force for the man to move forward. Every time he murmured, he struggled to drag the suitcase in his hand one step forward.

In this way, after walking in the block for several 10 minutes, the man finally came to the destination of this trip.

bang-

Pushing open the door in front of him, the man dragged his suitcase and walked in grandiosely.

"Stop, sir."

Stepping forward to stop the man from continuing, the agent from the BSI headquarters asked, looking at the muttering man in front of him and the suitcase in his hand.

"Tell me, what is your purpose in coming here, sir?"

"No one can refuse the charm of money. In this world, only money will not betray. As long as you have enough wealth, everything will no longer be a problem..."

Facing the agent's questioning, the man paused in his murmurs. He looked up at the BSI headquarters in front of him, and then looked down at the suitcase he was dragging in his hand. He seemed to recall in a daze: "I Yes, I am, I remember, I am here to give a gift?"

"Send a Gift?"

Hearing the man's answer, instead of relaxing the expression on the faces of the agents at the BSI headquarters, they became even more nervous.

He reached out and took out a pistol from behind and pointed it at the man in front of him, while warning.

"Now, open the trunk right now, and put your hands up where I can see them."

There was nothing wrong with the agent's reaction. After all, in many contexts, another synonym for gift is bomb.

A mysterious man dragging a suitcase suddenly appeared at the BSI headquarters claiming to be a gift giver. This situation is dangerous no matter how you look at it.

"No, my gift hasn't been delivered to the other party yet."

In front of the agent's warning, the man dragging the suitcase still murmured back as if he didn't realize it.

"Spike, this is the object of my gift, I will only leave after he receives the gift."

"Spike?"

At the BSI headquarters, the detective couldn't help frowning when he heard the name that came out of the man's mouth.

This psychic is a household name within BSI.

……

"So, you're the guy who claimed to give me the present?"

After receiving the news, Spike and Amanda came to the corridor in front of the BS headquarters.

Looking at the man standing at the entrance of the headquarters, who was warned by the agent with a gun but still mumbled unconsciously, Spike couldn't help but frowned, and at the same time shook his head slightly at Amanda at the side.

Obviously, Spike didn't know the man in front of him.

"You're here at last, Spike."

Faced with Spike's doubts, the man seemed to have known him for a long time.

"Now, I will give you the gift right away."

As he spoke, he turned around and put his hand on the zipper of the suitcase behind him.

"Stay still, sir!"

Seeing the man's series of actions in ignoring his own warnings, the detectives on the side were obviously a little annoyed.

"I'm just here to give gifts. When you see the gifts, you will understand my purpose."

Oh!

However, in the face of his stern warning, the man unheeded the zipper of the suitcase behind him, accompanied by the sound of the zipper opening.

clap la la la-

From the suitcase, a large amount of gold coins poured out, covering the entire floor of the corridor of the BSI headquarters in an instant.

Bang!

And as these gold coins fell, a pale man's body fell out from the suitcase at the same time, his head hit the cold ground in the corridor, making a dull knocking sound.At the same time, from the opened mouth of the corpse, a gold coin that was consistent with the scattered gold coins also fell out of the man's mouth.

"Raise your hands, I don't want to say it a second time!"

The eyes were flashed by the gold coins all over the corridor, and the detective on the side pointed his gun at the man in front of him, and gave a loud warning in an extremely serious tone.

Not only this detective, but even Amanda and detective Zhou in front of them pulled out their pistols without hesitation and pointed them at the man.

The other party showed up at the BSI headquarters dragging a suitcase full of gold coins and corpses, which was undoubtedly a provocative act for these agents.

"This is a little bit of my heart."

Looking at the muzzle of the gun aimed at him, the man didn't have the slightest expression of fear on his face, on the contrary he replied with some dissatisfaction.

"I brought you gifts, wealth, and you did this to me?"

"It took me six blocks to bring this to you, Spike!"

"what gift?"

Looking away from the pale corpse in the suitcase, Spike looked at the man in front of him and asked.

"Wealth, unprecedented wealth, and..."

"What else?"

"……I do not remember."

Shaking his head, under Spike's pressing questioning, the man's expression became a little hesitant.

"Spike!"

Ignoring Amanda's warning and approaching the man's position, Spike looked at the man's hesitant and bewildered expression.

"So, can you tell me where you got this suitcase and what is the man in the suitcase?"

"Hobo, I got the suitcase from a homeless man who gave me the suitcase and walked away. I opened the suitcase and the man in the suitcase told me that as long as I finished what he said Yes, you can give me all the gold coins inside..."

During Spike's inquiry, the man muttered back in a blank tone.

"The person in the suitcase?"

"You mean this corpse?"

Hearing the man's answer, Spike subconsciously glanced at the corpse on the ground and said.

"Corpse, no, he's alive!"

(End of this chapter)