There was no hesitation.

Walter quickly left his hiding place, then made a large circle, ahead of Ferguson, and stayed on his way.

He was wondering how he could see the things in the alley.

When he turned his head to see a ragged homeless man lying on a park bench, Walter's eyes rolled and he was concerned.

He quickly pulled out his mask and put it on, then ran to the homeless man in three steps and two steps.

The homeless man was awakened, stared vigilantly at Walter, who was sprinting over, and asked:

"...... first"

But before he could finish speaking, he saw several large bills thrown on him.

"In a few minutes, a man in a suit and carrying a suitcase will come up, and if you can find a way to open the box in his hand and show me what's inside, the bills will be yours."

Walter tried to keep his voice as low as possible.

The homeless man was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced.

These homeless people are also part-time thieves and robbers.

Going to grab someone's box late at night couldn't be easier for him.

"Good!"

Without much hesitation, the homeless man agreed, and quickly put away the money on his body.

At least, there are two or three hundred, which is enough for him to be chic for a few days.

"Well done, there's still here!"

Walter pulled out another stack of bills and deliberately shook it in front of the homeless man.

Of course, the pistol in his arms was also revealed by the way.

The homeless man swallowed, dispelled the idea of robbing Walter directly, and nodded repeatedly:

"Don't worry, sir, I will satisfy you."

Walter nodded, and retreated into the shadows.

After a few minutes, Ferguson walked along the path.

Walter shrank back and hid himself tighter.

When the homeless man saw Ferguson, he immediately confirmed that this was his goal, and immediately got up and stepped forward to meet him.

"Sir, I haven't eaten for days, can you ......"

He deliberately pretended to be drunk, stumbled in front of Ferguson, and grabbed his clothes.

Ferguson didn't seem to want much trouble, and in disgust, he took out a few small-denomination tickets from his pocket and threw them on the ground.

The homeless man shouted thank you, if you are really a good person, you are going to pick it up.

But at this moment, he suddenly exerted force, grabbed the box in Ferguson's hand, turned around and ran.

Ferguson was stunned for a moment, then became furious, took out the pistol from his arms and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!

A pistol with a silencer spewed out a long burst of flame.

Three bullets flew exactly along the thigh of the homeless man, leaving several small potholes in the pavement in front of him.

"Stop, leave the box or die!"

Ferguson shouted angrily.

The homeless man froze, turned around with fear on his face, threw the box into the sky, turned and ran.

The box was vacated, and then fell quickly, and it was too late for Ferguson to pick it up, so he could only watch as the box slammed into the ground, and the contents were scattered all over the ground, shining with colorful light in the light.

Diamonds, a whole box of diamonds.

Walter's eyes widened in an instant, and his mouth couldn't close.

The value of this box of diamonds is immeasurable.

Ferguson raised his gun and aimed it at the back of the homeless man, as if he wanted to shoot.

But in the end, he held back, scolded, and bent down to pick up the diamonds on the ground.

Walter hid in the shadows, not even daring to catch his breath.

He had a hunch.

If he appeared in front of Ferguson at this time, he would definitely shoot himself without hesitation.

He couldn't afford to take that risk.

It was only after Ferguson had finished packing up his reincarnation on the ground and leaving with his suitcase that Walter came out of the shadows.

But at this moment, his mind was in chaos.

He couldn't figure out why Ferguson was messing with Chester and had so many diamonds.

What kind of shady deal is there between them?

And there's an even bigger mystery that haunts Walter.

That's how did Surin know?

Could it be that he really has incredible abilities?

It's incredible.

Walter admits he was a little frightened.

However, in addition to the fright, there was also a trace of excitement in the emotion.

Because he remembered another sentence from Surin:

"I helped you sit in the first position of the IRS......"

At this moment, Walter admits that his heart is beating a little faster.

……

Early in the morning, He Zhiran came to Su Lin, and after checking the injury on his thigh, he had a smile on his face:

"The recovery is good, as long as you don't exercise vigorously, there is no problem."

"That's also Uncle He, your medicine is good."

Su Lin was studying the box of copper coins sent by the contract, and quietly sent a sycophant when he heard the words.

He Zhiran was obviously very useful, and his face was crooked.

"By the way, Lin Zi, I want to go back to the ...... recently"

He said with anticipation.

As soon as Surin glanced at his expression, he knew that he wanted to let himself go with him.

The situation in China, Su Lin once heard He Zhiran say.

There is no home, but the roots are still there.

Not to mention that his ancestral home is Jiang Province, he has returned to the country several times in the past few years, and he has successfully recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.

This person is old, and his thoughts are single, which is nothing more than returning to his roots and entering the ancestral grave of his old He family when he dies.

This is also human nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Su Lin must help with this favor, but he has already made an appointment with the old man to help him move his ancestral grave next week, but he doesn't know if the time will come up.

Thinking of this, he felt that it was better to communicate with the old man first.

So he called the old man directly in front of He Zhiran.

"Dear Sue, how did you remember to call me today?"

The phone was connected, and the old man seemed very happy.

Originally, it seemed to be a little noisy over there, as if there were a lot of people.

But a few seconds after the phone was answered, the surroundings quickly fell silent.

"Are you busy?" Surin asked.

"I'm not busy, I'm in a meeting just now, talking about the election, you know, these guys don't have other skills, they quarreled one to two, and I changed the room."

Surin was a little speechless.

At this stage, for the old man, the election is naturally a first-class event, but he left the venue without hesitation after receiving his call.

Surin didn't know what to say anymore.

"Have you implemented that matter, well, I'm talking about the relocation of graves." Surin gets straight to the point.

After he finished speaking, the old man did not answer immediately.

The old man's scolding voice came from the earpiece: "Get out, don't see me answering the phone, let them all wait." ”

Listening to the voice, Surin could guess his irritability.

Think about it, it took a lot of effort to elect, but the support rate has not been able to rise, so it's no wonder if you don't get irritable.

"Oh, Sue, what did you just say?"

The old man's voice came through the microphone.

Surin repeated the question he had just asked.

The old man hesitated: "It's a bit troublesome." ”

"What's the trouble?" Su Lin asked strangely.

Isn't it just to move an ancestral grave? What's the trouble?

Could it be that you can't find the ancestral grave?

(End of chapter)