Seeing the stopped car, the handsome monk nodded subconsciously.

The vehicle was parked abruptly. If the patrol officer saw it, he might even scold him to block traffic.

There should be something, such as stopping to make a phone call, and just as the monk was thinking this way, the window glass slowly lowered.

A serious middle-aged man looked straight at the handsome monk. He looked extremely lethal in sunglasses, and he took out an envelope for about a few seconds.

The envelope is written in powerful font and it is not too obvious what is stuffed inside.

"Hey, oh?" The handsome monk subconsciously took the envelope, and when he saw the gold medal written on the back, he was already in his hand.

"No, no, why did you give me this suddenly? I can't stand it." He quickly stuffed the envelope through the car window, but the black window glass had risen, leaving only a small slit that was obviously not enough to stuff the envelope into it.

Suddenly stopping the car and stuffing money, it is wrong to think about it.

"Please accept it, this is what you deserve to be master. In this world, monks like you who are rescuing innocent souls are rare. They should be rewarded for such righteous and kind deeds."

A sound came from the back seat of the car, and... it sounded a little familiar, no, very familiar.

The monk stood there so familiarly that he couldn't help but think about who the owner of the voice was, but when he came to his senses, the car had already driven away.

"Hey, donor!"

It was too late to catch up. I pinched the banknotes in the envelope, which were at least hundreds of thousands of island currencies, which was worth an average person’s salary of one to two months. Of course, if there were small amounts of banknotes in it, it would be a different matter.

But the monk didn't have any trouble in his heart. Money is something outside his body. No matter how much money he had, this money would eventually become a good thing to others.

Neither Taishan nor Chiayu can be added to the monk.

only……

After looking at the telephone pole, the monk nodded seriously. The person who died next to the telephone pole is probably of great origin! Even such a big man knows that someone has passed away here.

An innocent telephone poles stand on the street without knowing what was going on.

"The black luxury car has come into contact with the monk."

Not far away, two people put down their telescopes and looked at each other in surprise.

The monk guessed correctly. Since leaving the detention center, there were indeed police officers monitoring him secretly. There were two people in a group, and each of them had a considerable salary. In this way, the monthly expenses on the monk alone were enough to make ordinary people cry.

Two police officers acted separately, one of whom was still following the monk, while the other was cautiously observing the black car.

"The black car was parked at Xifu Temple, which was the temple where the monk just came out."

"Well, my monk is acting normally... Why did he go to the gathering place of homeless people? Is it a monk from the wet poison?"

"Senior Beitian, there is no monk in the wet poison." The partner was observing and complaining.

"Just say a lot, stare at the car and remember everything about the people in the car. It seems that this Shifukuji Temple needs to be recorded, and there must be something shameful behind it."

"Yes, someone got out of the car. Hey, the people in the car look so familiar."

"Who? Do you know the person in the car? Are you a left-winger in the information? I know that bald donkeys are not good people."

"It's not the left wing, no, it's too familiar, I'll identify it again...ah, ah, ah..."

"What's wrong? Hello, what happened?" Beitian's blood flowed backwards. Damn, was it that the rash ghost partner exposed?

"Yes, yes, the car is the prince of Mr. Taro Iizuka, Deputy Prime Minister of Finance and Finance Minister, former Prime Minister of Finance..."

"Hey! You can stop at me at a good time. How can a car accommodate so many people?" Senior Beitian scolded him and stopped abruptly, "Do you think it is Doraemon's prop?! Wait a moment!"

Kitachi thought briefly and found that these titles seemed to be of the same person: "You mean... Lord Iizuka?"

“Yes.”

"Hiss!!" He took a breath of cold air, and cold sweat oozed from Beitian's forehead, "Confirm, are you reading it wrong?"

"Absolutely not! A high-level Lexus or something, it's wrong just by thinking about it. That's the car of a high-level bureaucrat."

Let’s make a joke. The person who came into contact with the monk just now was actually the deputy prime minister. What is the relationship between the monk and the deputy prime minister? Then again, since the monk and the deputy prime minister have a relationship, are they two little policemen pushed out as cannon fodder?

In fact, surveillance monks are just smoke bombs, what they really want is to attack the deputy prime minister.

Who is going to do this?

Prime Minister? No, no. That is people from other parties, and the monk has also attacked the imperial palace. Could it be that the envoy behind the scenes is the deputy prime minister?!

Beitian's forehead was only water seeping at first, but now it has become a small faucet. He can't imagine why the Deputy Prime Minister wanted to attack the imperial palace, and the Deputy Prime Minister was a relative of the Emperor. Behind all this is moral degradation or distortion of human nature.

I can't figure it out, I dare not think, I can't think!

The young partner had already run back at some point. He was so heartbroken that he immediately shouted when he saw the old senior Beitian: "Previous, senior, why are you starting to spray water on your head?"

After wiping the sweat on his head, Beitian had to grab two pounds of sweat: "Did you spray water? Where? No, it's not spraying water."

"What should we do? Senior, what should we do in this situation? Do we need to report to the superiors? Just say that the Deputy Prime Minister and the surveillance object are in conspiring to plan and attempt to subvert the government, fight against humanity, and terrorist attacks."

"I don't know if you ask me about this situation, a slut!" Beitian grabbed his partner's phone, "Why do you want to report so quickly? You didn't have the speed when you went to buy Coke cakes? That's what you annoyed me!"

"And who said they wanted to fight against human terrorist attacks? Besides, what is the idea of ​​subverting the government? Will the Deputy Prime Minister commit his own rebellion?"

"What should I do?" The partner touched the back of his head. He was completely confused when he just started working and didn't know what to do.

Is it so miserable? Why did it take such a difficult task as soon as I got up? I thought I was just a scrutiny of the monk easily. After a long time of calm, there were sharks swimming under the sea, and they would be dragged down to the sea to kill if they were accidentally killed.

"Don't report first, observe calmly, and just pretend that nothing happened."

"Hiyi...but if you don't report it, will it be a crime?"

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, what is this crime, or do you want to tell what you see and stir it into the vortex of power? A shrimp like you who have no power will be done as soon as it enters the vortex."
Chapter completed!