Harlem.

This widely circulated golden cave in Halein City is no longer as prosperous as before.

On both sides of the dilapidated streets, most of the bars and dance halls have been closed, and only a few slightly more formal venues have doors left, but there are not many guests inside.

As for the underground casinos and arenas that were strictly controlled by strong men in the past, they disappeared early.

From the time of get off work before, there were crowds of people and the bustling streets were filled with bleakness, and there was almost no one to see.

There were only a few addicts who curled their heads in their collars, hiding sneakily on the roadside, looking for the pink heads that were impossible to appear as much as possible, and wanting to buy some "sweet pills to save lives."

Harlem District is now one of the safest and harmless times since its establishment.

Amid the whistling sirens, Officer Will came to another completely blocked scene.

He had just crossed the cordon and the deputy who had arrived at the scene first had already strode over.

He shook his head at Officer Will with a wry smile, and then said, "Boss, like the previous two times, was shot and the property in the house was looted."

"The deceased is one of the backbones of the Bloodhat Gang, Woolf Theodore."

"There is no trace left in the house. It is as clean as the bread shop where refugees flock to it, and there is no residue left."

Officer Will strode into the residence while listening to his deputy's brief introduction.

As soon as he walked into the hall, he saw two sturdy black men who were shot in the head and fell into a pool of blood.

Officer Will strode over and snorted coldly after a little observation.

"Barov, you are insulting the refugees. At least they will leave a large number of traces of overturned shelves and footprints all over the ground. And it will not be like now, except for these dead fragments in the entire scene, which will leave us any clues."

Deputy Barov spread his hands helplessly and said, "Okay, that's because I'm not precise enough. Boss, what does the game mean now?"

After Officer Will said this, he stared at him for a while, his face twisted a little, and then suddenly started to curse.

“fxxk, fxxxk this bitch…”

Officer Will's outbreak immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Deputy Barov hurriedly blocked him? After waved to the looking gaze? Immediately pulled him into the room next to him.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Will stared at him? His face seemed to be aged hundreds of years old.

He said to his deputy Barov with a desperate look on his face? "It's over, we're all done."

Barov asked quickly, "What the hell is going on, boss?"

Officer Will said unhappyly? “The higher authorities have issued a death order? If the impact of the vicious murder in Harlem cannot be completely quelled within one month, all the personnel responsible for this area will be demoted. The police supervisor cannot apply for promotion within ten years. We are demoted to police officers like us? All are transferred to patrols on Monsla."

Barov listened to what he said in disbelief? He murmured to himself, "This is not in line with the rules, this is not in line with the rules. I want to complain, I want to go to the police union to complain."

Officer Will had calmed down at this time. He looked at his deputy who looked incredible? He said coldly.

"Yes, this is not in line with the rules? But after so many people die, someone will always come out to take responsibility. The union will not confront the entire continental government for such a thing? Unless you can hire a lawyer of Dougle's level, then give up. Instead of thinking about those, it's better to find the murderer as soon as possible? That's more practical."

Barov came to his senses? Looking at Officer Will who was looking at him, the two looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They felt their blood was surging, as if they were back when the police officer graduated from the school just now, and they were full of energy.

The only difference is that it was for justice and justice at that time, but now it was for work and professional titles.

Just when the two of them were full of confidence and were about to have a big fight.

In a slum not far away, Zhang Jiao was in the apartment he was in when he came to this world.

An knelt on the edge of the bed, grabbed bundles of green bills with excitement, and said excitedly while counting.

"Boss, we sent it, we sent it, a total of 2.17 million yuan! And there are still these jewelry that have not been converted yet. If we add up, we have got at least 3.5 million yuan. We sent it, we sent it."

As she said, she grabbed a handful of jewelry and rubbed it on her face with a confused look. Then she rolled on the bed and covered her piles of banknotes.

"Boss, why do these gang leaders like to hide so much cash in their homes? Is it convenient for them to run away in the future?"

"Who knows!"

Zhang Jiao smiled and shook his head, took a sip of the coffee in the cup, and then said, "Okay, if you count it, get up quickly. We will go to the old Pier you mentioned later, exchange all the money for clean money, and then buy our new territory."

An seemed to have not heard it, still lying among the green banknotes, giggling and put handfuls of gold, silver and jewelry on his face.

Zhang Jiao looked at her and snapped his fingers gently.

Bang!

With the crisp sound of fingers, a ring face that looked like a coffin-like shape appeared on the index finger of the left hand.

The lid of the coffin on the ring was immediately lifted open, and two pale palms stretched out from the coffin with the cold wind, grabbed the banknotes on the bed, and stuffed them into the coffin.

Anton grabbed the money that disappeared in front of him, and shouted loudly, "My money!!!"

Zhang Jiao looked at her condescendingly and corrected, "It's my money."

An immediately felt like a mouthful of phlegm was stuck in his throat. His face was filled with sadness, and a sense of despair was revealed in the sadness, as if a beautiful dream had been completely awakened, full of despair.

She looked at the banknotes that disappeared from Zhang Jiao's ring, and suddenly she thought of something, and then hesitated, "Well, didn't you say that you would give me an annual salary of at least three million! That, can you send me some now? I don't want anything else, just give me that sapphire necklace."

Zhang Jiao stared at her with a smile, and the words she said made her feel like she was killed by lightning.

"Didn't I tell you that you are still in the internship period and are only paid at 30% of your normal salary. You can only become a regular person after three to six months."

An listened to him, then watched him take the sapphire necklace from his hand and put it together with the rest of the jewelry, and then fell on the bed with a look of indifference.

After a while, she sat up and said with a pleasing voice, "Boss, can't you really discuss it? I really like that necklace!"

Zhang Jiao shook his head and said to her, "I have some usefulness in these jewelry. I can't give it to you first. I'll give you a better one after that."

"Really?" An looked at him with disbelief.

Zhang Jiao did not answer and walked around the apartment again.

After confirming that nothing else was left here, he immediately said to An, "Let's go, let's go exchange money first, and then go to a new residence."

An hurriedly got up and asked without giving up, "By the way, boss. What are you going to use for these jewelry?"

"Give someone a gift."

"Send someone?" An Dada was puzzled and stared at Zhang Jiao straight.

"Yes, give it to someone."

Zhang Jiao looked at her and said with certainty.

"Who are you giving it to?" An blurted out.

Zhang Jiao said briefly, "Give it to those Mrs. Dongtaire."

"Give it to them? Why?" An asked in confusion.

Zhang Jiao looked at An incomprehensible and said calmly.

"My office is about to open. I always have to do something big to show my reputation. And if you do too much, the Special Affairs Administration may notice the abnormalities here? Then let's make this matter a successful end as soon as possible. We have obtained the start-up capital, and the government can explain it to the people, and they will be punished. Don't you think this is a way to satisfy everyone?"

Zhang Jiao looked at her quietly, but there was still nothing he said.

"It's just right for me to see if the mysterious power behind them will appear in a trace of their secret power after forcing these Lady Dongtai to a desperate situation."

An didn't know that Zhang Jiao had this idea in his mind. She subconsciously looked at her boss's head, wanting to know where he had hidden his sheep horns.

He must be a devil!

When she thought of this, she became more and more crying. Why was she so unlucky? Why did she agree to be his assistant?

......

Two days later.

In the financial center of the new town in Harlein, there is a 51-story office building.

Zhang Jiao looked at the empty office building on the 36th floor in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

The manager who was following him in charge of managing and operating the office building suddenly lit up and knew that he had another business to complete.

He quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, if you are sure to want this place, I can make the decision and waive your water and electricity property fees in the first three months. As a gift for opening, what do you think? If possible, we will sign a contract now. I promise that you will never find a more suitable place in the new city than our Sherman Building."

"Yes, but I have to wait a while. After my lawyer arrives, I can sign a contract with you." Zhang Jiao said.

The manager was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately said, "Yes, no problem."

With the arrival of the private lawyer hired by Zhang Jiao, the lawyer carefully checked the contract between the two parties. After confirming that there was no problem, the two parties quickly signed the contract.

In less than four days, under the power of money, the pure gold medal of William's office was already hung on the 36th floor of Sherman Building.

An untied his little dreadlocks and dressed up like an urban beauty. He was extremely unaccustomed to greeting the two secretaries he had just hired, and then walked into Zhang Jiao's office.

In a huge and spacious office.

Zhang Jiao sat behind the huge log desk, like a financial elite. He was concentrating on looking at the Gospel: Genesis in his hand, and occasionally pushing the glasses frame on his nose.

In front of him, two laptops were turned on at the same time, and the ever-changing images faintly appeared in his lenses.

"If you want to drink something yourself, don't be too restrictive. If you are not used to this kind of dress, don't force yourself. Our firm does not have to stipulate a treaty for dressing up."

Zhang Jiao said to her.

An responded with some restraint. She carefully observed Zhang Jiao sitting behind the desk, unable to believe her eyes.
To be continued...