While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 626 Slightly prevail
Walking out of Aocheng Airport, Song He went straight to the bank, and after showing the bank card given to him by the mixed-race man, he was directly invited into the VIP room by the bank staff.

"Mr. Song, the card you hold has already signed the relevant agreement at the beginning of the process." A bank staff in his thirties politely returned the bank card that had been inspected to Song He, Warm and friendly smile:

"As for the money in it, you can take and arrange it as you like. If you want to make financial investment, I can also help you contact the institutions with the best reputation and strength in the industry to provide you with services."

Song He, who had been disguised, looked to be in his thirties at this time, dressed in a well-crafted suit, and his gestures and gestures had the charm of a successful person.

He said calmly, "No need, I still believe in my ability."

"Okay, Mr. Song." The staff member bowed and asked politely, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Song He thought for a while, calculated the storage space for the ring, looked into the staff's eyes calmly and said: "Two things, the first one, help me take out 1000 million Qin Xia coins and send them to my hotel room, Be careful to hide."

"Second, help me contact a gold store. I don't mind using your connections, but I want to explain in advance that this gold store must have enough strength to help me exchange all the remaining money in the card into gold. Delivered to my hotel room as well."

After hearing this, the staff members were ecstatic, and their faces turned red due to the surge of blood, making Song He worried that his blood vessels would burst suddenly.

After a while, the staff brought a middle-aged man to Song He to discuss the purchase of gold.

Song He's eyes lit up, who hadn't set prices for a long time, and he killed the middle-aged man sweating profusely, and killed the bank staff quite painfully.

Finally, after negotiating the price, Song He signed an agreement, leaving the identity information and hotel room number used at this time, and Shi Shiran left Aocheng Bank.

Not long after Song He returned to the hotel, the bank and gold shop delivered cash and gold bricks to him one after another.

And less than 10 minutes after they left, the mixed-race man knocked on Song He's door with Uncle Zhong and Daniel.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The mixed-race man said hello, stood in front of the boxes containing cash and gold bricks respectively, and said with bright eyes: "I have always wanted to experience the fun of robbery for myself, do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Don't!" Song He stood decisively in front of the mixed-race man, blocking his view of his belongings: "This is mine! Go and grab Daniel, he is richer than me!"

Daniel laughed foolishly when he heard the words, with an expression on his face that welcomed the mixed-race man to snatch it, and immediately made the mixed-race man angry: "Guys who don't even know how to resist, what's there to grab!"

"Speaking of which, your taste is too strong." Song He laughed and began to check whether the cash and gold in the box under his feet were enough.

The mixed-race man looked at Song He counting carefully, and asked curiously: "You seem to be alone this time? How are you going to transport these things away?"

"Guess." Song He smiled mysteriously, and closed the boxes one by one: "Before I leave Aocheng, you can try to see if you can rob it. Of course, you can't break into the house and grab it, otherwise it will be too useless." Taste it."

"That's what you said!" The mixed-race man's eyes lit up: "You can think about it, the one that was stolen belongs to me, and I won't return it to you!"

"No problem, you can let Uncle Zhong and Daniel be witnesses." Song He shrugged and said, "From the moment you leave my room, whatever you can steal will be considered your spoils!"

The mixed-race man laughed excitedly, turned his head and said loudly to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, reserve all the adjacent rooms in this guest room, up, down, left, right, etc., and arrange our people in each room. Before entering the city, I want to know his every move in this room!"

Uncle Zhong took out the phone with a smile, and immediately set about making arrangements. It seemed that he didn't want to give Song He a chance.

Song He looked at the mixed-race man with an exaggerated expression, and exclaimed: "Are you a pervert! I have privacy anyway!"

The mixed-race man proudly said: "If you surrender, I will return your privacy to you. Think about it!"

"Dreaming!" Song He looked at the box at his feet and gritted his teeth: "I'm telling you, I'm very tasteless in private. Be careful of needle holes in your hands!"

The mixed-race man raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, I will pay for their medical expenses."

"That's good." Song He made an angry look: "If you lose, you will be responsible for all my expenses in the hotel!"

"Okay. If you lose..." The mixed-race man suddenly remembered something, laughed and said, "...If you lose, you will lose everything, and I don't want your bet."

After chatting for a while, Song He suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the house, followed by the sound of doors opening and closing from both sides of the guest room where he lived.

"Uncle Zhong!" Song He looked at Uncle Zhong who was showing a friendly smile, and asked in surprise, "Is the action too fast? This is the arrangement?"

Uncle Zhong smiled like a kind elder: "With so much money, I have to watch carefully, otherwise it would be a pity to run away."

Ten minutes later, the three mixed-race men left, and Song He put the cash and gold bricks in the box into the ring the moment he closed the door.

Immediately afterwards, Song He restored the box to its original shape, then proudly picked up the customer service phone and dialed the number of the hotel service desk.

Not long after the mixed-race man returned to the hotel where he lived, Uncle Zhong received a report from his subordinates.

"Order?" The mixed-race man was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "How many dining cars have entered his room?"

Uncle Zhong said in disbelief: "There should be a dining car that entered repeatedly, but in total, the number of times the dining car entered and exited his room totaled 53 times."

The mixed-race man stroked his forehead and smiled, "So am I going to pay for all his expenses?"

Uncle Zhong thought about it, but didn't jump to conclusions: "It may also be a trick of suspicion. Our people pretended to be delivery service staff and went in after realizing something was wrong. Those boxes are all there."

"but……"

The mixed-race man asked curiously, "But what?"

"Our people have been exposed." Uncle Zhong shook his head and laughed: "He said to our people, remember to ask Daniel for a tip, because he has already given away all the money."

"This guy!" The mixed-race man became more and more curious about whether the cash and gold bricks were still in Song He's room, so much so that he wanted to go back and make sure.

But after thinking for a while, he still shook his head and said, "Forget it, no matter whether those things have been transferred or not, my past doesn't make much sense, instead I seem a little restless."

"Change the target to those boxes, and search the room by the way, in case he plays tricks."

Uncle Zhong was also thinking about various possibilities, but he was also a little confused, so he nodded in response.

At the same time, Song He was sitting on the chair in front of the window, rubbing the ring on his ring finger, thinking about how to make the mixed-race man satisfied and leave this meeting.

Not long after, Song He looked at the gradually dimming sky outside the window and the stars that began to shine a little bit, and stood up with a smile on his face: "It's all about you!"

(End of this chapter)