Chapter 151 [There is really a pie in the sky]
The male protagonist of the video is named Prol and is the son of Uncle Guzmán. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoIf we are judged by the relationship network of our Chinese, the two should be cousins. They are all male members of the same family, but they are all collectively referred to as cousins in the eyes of Westerners.
This Prol is Guzmán's cousin, and of course has access to the core secrets of Guzmán's drug cartel Sinaloa Group.
And this kid is not small, he has always wanted to get rid of the influence of his cousin Guzmán and want to set up his own business, so he embezzled a lot of money from Guzmán.
The money box that Yang Yong dug up is a hiding place for Prol to hide drug trafficking funds. But Puror was a little less thoughtful, leaving the handle to be captured by his cousin Guzman.
tortured and forced Prol to ask where he hid the money, but although Prol was not very thoughtful, he had a resolute personality, and he did not say where the embezzled money was hidden after being punished, and finally his head was cut off by the ruthless Guzman himself.
The money that Yang Yong dug up was hidden in 2002, and Prol was slaughtered by his cousin Guzman himself in 2004.
In the video, Proor threatens the person who dug up the box, threatening the finder to kill the whole family by the owner of the box, Proor.
Yang Yong didn't expect that Prol, who had been dead for two years, would actually put the video in the money box, threatening the person who found the money box really didn't know.
The other party has been dead for two years, and the entire American continent knows about Guzmán's drug cartel. In 02, after a small fire, I suffered a little loss.,I didn't expect the hero of the fire to be this Proor.。
It's a big irony, if the clues of the video are to be analyzed, the 50 million pounds are from Prol's embezzlement of his cousin Guzman's drug trafficking funds.
Then this money is drug trafficking funds, it is not visible, I don't know how many people have been ruined by these money, and it can be regarded as doing good deeds when Yang Yong gets it.
Therefore, Yang Yong did not have the slightest psychological burden with this money, but he also had a lot of troubles, and he was worried about how the money could be laundered? If these drug trafficking funds were not laundered, there would be no way to put them into Yang Yong's account.
If the tax bureau or the FBI knew the source of Yang Yong's funds, Yang Yong would have been in trouble since then.
It is even possible that he will be listed as a key surveillance target by the FBI, so that he can say goodbye to freedom, so this money is very hot, and Yang Yong doesn't know how to launder it.
The money was in fifty pounds denomination, and it was printed for 2,000 years, and it is still in circulation, but the number of the money is a serial number, which is very inconvenient to use.
Yang Yong did not expect that he had obtained this huge amount of money by chance, and that he would have to find a way to launder them, and he was not a financial expert? He knew how to launder money, and the crime of money laundering was also a felony in the United States, although he would not be sentenced to death, he could not escape the disaster of 20 years in prison.
Now Yang Yong was worried, not only Yang Yong's brain hurt, but even a few subordinates on the side began to cover their heads and worry about how to deal with these funds and how to launder money.
This is good, no money is a trouble, and having money is even more troublesome, and the pie that falls from the sky is really not a good thing, it is not a discus, or a poisonous pie.
And the big pie that smashed on Yang Yong's head was a real poisonous pie, and every banknote was stained with the smell of drugs.
Every banknote is clingy to the blood of drug addicts, and these are all hard-earned money! The hard-earned money that has ruined the family is really a bit of a psychological burden if it is not laundered.
Yang Yong, who was worried about the pain in his brain, really couldn't think of a way, and because of the excessive use of his brain, he had a migraine and buzzing, and he didn't have a good rest! It was already the middle of the night, so Yang Yong really couldn't stand it.
After patting the work table to attract everyone's attention, he said.
"Don't worry, there is an ancient Chinese saying that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and there is no reason to worry. Handle the things and then go back to my room to sleep, have a good rest, and then figure out a way, hurry up. ”
After saying that, he drove all his subordinates like ducks, and quickly acted to deal with the crime scene, put all the money boxes in the No. 1 truck, and locked them in the safe space.
Then he handed the three grenades to Smith to use as a heavy weapon for the team's defense, and as for the iron box and Purlo's video notebook, they had to be dealt with tomorrow.
After finishing the tidying, he ordered everyone to go back to the room to sleep, because Yang Yong lived in the Hilton Hotel.
The world's well-known high-end hotel security system is very tight, and someone may silently sneak into the underground parking garage of the Hilton Hotel and steal the money that Yang Yong put on the truck, so Yang Yong can take his men back to sleep with peace of mind.
Yang Yong, who returned to the room, took a shower and lay on the bed tossing and turning and didn't fall asleep, just worried, how to wash it away with all this money.
If this money is not laundered, it will not be used at all, and it will cause unnecessary trouble, how can this hundreds of millions of dollars of pounds be so easy to clean? This money is really a hot potato, and the pie that fell from the sky is really not a good thing, and I almost poisoned myself to death.
But now it is useless to complain, although the money is toxic, but after washing it white, Mr. Yang's assets can be tripled and he will become a real billionaire, not as many real estate as before, but a real billionaire.
Tossing and turning on the bed, the tired Yang Yong's back and back hurt, every bone joint was uncomfortable, and every muscle was very uncomfortable with lactic acid accumulation.
In the end, Yang Yong had no choice but to get up, came to the living room, rummaged through the suitcase he brought, and came out with two bottles of strong whiskey. I drank a bottle of whiskey from these few snacks and fell asleep on the bed.
At about 10 o'clock in the morning the next day, Yang Yong was woken up by the walkie-talkie, sat up from the bed and stayed for a while, understanding where he was, and figuring out whether a poisonous pie falling from the sky yesterday was real.
After realizing that everything was true, Yang Yong got up from the bed with a wry smile, stretched his waist and exercised his stiff joints, and ran to the bathroom to clean up. Then I opened the suitcase around the bath towel and rummaged through, took a more casual and comfortable casual suit and put it on, and then took my wallet downstairs to eat with all the team members.
In order to deal with the coffin-like iron box and laptop, Yang Yong decided to rest in Santa Fe for a few days.
Therefore, Yang Yong gave all the peripheral members a big vacation, and rested for three days in a row, and the peripheral members could play anywhere, and they could gather in the hotel after three days.
In order not to attract the attention of peripheral members, Yang Yong even gave an employee a $1,000 red envelope for the first time.
After sending all the peripheral members on vacation for three days, all the core members gathered at Yang Yong's house and began to discuss how to deal with the pounds.
Meals should be eaten one bite at a time, things should be done one by one, adhering to the purpose of first easy and then difficult, and dispose of those tails first.
It's about getting rid of that iron coffin, and that laptop, and then thinking about how to launder those pounds. (To be continued.) )