"It's not a good day to trade, Professor."

Seid's expression was very dissatisfied, and he scolded the professor in a stiff tone.

Behind him stood seven or eight bodyguards, all armed with guns, and their eyes were as wary as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, the street outside the hotel was noisy, and from time to time crowds of thugs roared by, and all the surrounding shops were visited.

Broken wreckage and garbage littered the streets, abandoned cars on the road were set on fire, black smoke billowed from burning tires, and the smell of burnt rubber was unpleasant.

Before the professor arrived, a mob tried to storm the hotel, and it took a long time for the security guards to scare them away.

In this case, Ayside's nerves tensed, where did he have any thoughts to make a deal.

In the face of the buyer's accusation, the professor did not care about this, he smiled slightly and said, "Today is a good day for the transaction, Your Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Seid glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window of the box, watching the chaos downstairs seem to show no signs of stopping, and sirens sounded faintly in the distance.

He immediately understood what the professor meant.

At this time, the streets were so chaotic that the police didn't bother to care about them.

Even if something happens, it's very convenient to escape.

"You deliberately chose this city to trade, can't it be for this reason?" Seid frowned and looked at the professor, "You created this commotion?" ”

The professor's face was indifferent, and he neither denied nor admitted it, but said lightly: "Recently, the Metropolitan Police Department has been eyeing us and causing us some small troubles. ”

"We had to take some necessary measures to protect ourselves."

Eded's heart was full of shock, to be able to create such a big riot in a city, the strength of this Equatorial organization can be seen.

This requires not only strong organizational and mobilization capabilities, but also the deep penetration of the equator into the region.

It seems that the time has come to reassess the strength of Equator.

Seid's face was impassive, and he reached out and made a gesture.

The bodyguard standing behind him immediately took a briefcase and respectfully placed it on the table in front of him.

Seside opened his briefcase, pulled out a piece of paper from it and shook it on his finger, "50 million dollars, UBS bearer bonds." ”

"Bearer bonds?" The professor frowned, "This one is different, I want a check." ”

"Checks aren't secure, don't think Swiss banks are foolproof, they're no different from bitches." Eyside pushed the bearer bond in front of the professor, "Bearer bond, so safe." ”

The professor frowned, thought for a few seconds and nodded, "Okay, bearer bonds are fine." ”

The messenger, standing behind the professor, placed a heavy box on the table and pushed it hard in front of Ed.

Alced subconsciously moved his chair back, "Hell, you guys brought it like that?" ”

"The inside of the box is equipped with lead plates, which is absolutely safe." The messenger said as he opened the combination lock of the box and lifted the lid, "The cargo is wrapped in a special container, which itself is insulated from radiation. ”

Despite the messenger's calm tone, Seid couldn't help but take a few steps back, trying to get away from the contents of the box.

Seid whispered a few words to a bespectacled attendant next to him, who immediately stepped forward to carefully inspect the containers in the box.

The attendant made sure that the container was not broken and that there was no radiation leakage, and turned to Nod at Ed.

Seid finally breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his men to refasten the box and carry it away.

"Professor." Esside stretched out his hand to the professor and said with a smile, "Happy trading, I hope we will continue to work together next time." ”

The professor shook the other man's hand, "Next time, next time." ”

Although the other party gave him a lot of money, the professor made up his mind that he didn't want to take their jobs anymore.

These guys are just a bunch of crazy people who dare to play anything.

Seid picked up the red and white plaid turban and put it on his head carefully, buckled the black headband, and turned around to leave surrounded by bodyguards.

The professor finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, carefully put away the bearer bonds, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly saw several of his subordinates rushing over.

These subordinates were in a hurry, and the leader surprised the professor even more.

"Driver?" The professor looked at him with a solemn face, "Why are you here?" What happened to the safe house? ”

The driver was so tired that he almost collapsed, and he was able to stand firm with the support of his companions, and after a few breaths, he spoke with difficulty, "The safe house was attacked by plainclothes from the Metropolitan Police Department, and the brothers suffered heavy casualties, and they were all separated. ”

The professor was stunned for a moment, he thought that the safe house was no longer safe, but the Metropolitan Police Department came too quickly, and it was too accurate, right?

"That's not right!" The professor shouted, "How could the safe house be exposed so quickly, did the doctor do it?" ”

The professor almost subconsciously thought of Mr. Zhao, who was codenamed Doctor, and although the pastor assured him that he was fine, how could the professor easily believe him.

Since meeting this Mr. Zhao, things have become more and more chaotic and weird.

The bombardment of the palace and the sacred toilet is full of suspicions, and it has always been a knot in the professor's heart.

After Mr. Zhao joined the organization, he was very active, and he contributed money and efforts, but he still did not dispel the professor's doubts about him.

The professor also admitted that Mr. Zhao wanted money, ability, and character, and he was extraordinarily generous.

But the professor couldn't believe him at all, and when he wanted to say who to suspect if something happened, the first thing the professor thought of was this Mr. Zhao.

"Not doctors, professors, priests are traitors! The priest is a traitor! The driver grabbed the professor's arm and said with all his strength, "In order to cover us, the doctor stayed to take care of the wounded, but he was surrounded by plainclothes police, and now I am afraid that it will be ...... I'm afraid that there will be more luck than luck. ”

The professor was stunned.

Is the priest a traitor?

Are doctors good people?

How is this possible?!

Things were completely different from what he thought.

The professor's eyes widened and he asked, "You're not wrong, are you?" The priest is a traitor?! ”

"It's him!" The driver nodded vigorously, "I have seen it with my own eyes, there will be no mistake, I swear with my life, the priest is definitely the inner ghost of the police!" ”

Then the driver quickly told what had happened along the way, and the professor stood on the spot like five thunderbolts.

His whole body was numb.

How so?

How can a pastor be a two-five-year-old?

The driver is the messenger's henchman and right-hand man, and loyalty is naturally no problem.

He couldn't tell a lie, he didn't have a reason to frame the pastor, the two sides didn't have much intersection before, let alone any grudge.

But that doesn't make sense......

Just as the professor was struggling, there was suddenly an uproar at the door in the distance.

Not long after leaving, Isyd and his bodyguards hurried back, their expressions full of panic.

Before the professor could ask, the messenger's men ran in from outside, their faces flustered.

"The professor is not good, we are surrounded by police."

(End of chapter)