Cosma Empire

Lapuan lived with Mr. Tuckers for three days. They discussed many things, including personal opinions and positions. I have to say that they have almost the same hobbies and opinions. This is indeed a very happy one. thing. Not only was he affirmed by someone, but he was also just like himself. Mr. Tux felt that Mr. Lapoint was very appetizing to him, and he kept persuading him to stay here for a few more days. He hadn't been this happy for a long time.

In three days, Lapoint rummaged through Mr. Tuckers' study, and finally found a document in a file bag in the safe. There were some documents in it related to the dividend distribution of the jewelry store and the company's composition. Lapuan replaced these documents with some white paper, and secretly put the documents into his bag. He is not hurting Tux, but helping him again. They might not have been together very long, but Lapoan could tell that Tux was a good guy, warm and polite, without the arrogance that often accompanies rich people.

So Lapuan is helping him by figuring out what happened to Du Lin before removing him from the case. Otherwise, if Du Lin suddenly gets unlucky one day in the future, Mr. Tuckers will definitely be involved. After all, he has no way to explain why a robber who robbed a bank of gold insists on cooperating with an ordinary jeweler. Did he divide a large portion of the bonus just because he was a jeweler?

Maybe some people will be greedy for the property in his hands, or maybe they just want to increase the number of people implicated to a larger number. In short, he is very dangerous.

"Man, I have to leave tomorrow. I have some other things waiting for me to do. The next time I come here again, we will contact you." Lapuan looked a little fuzzy, and he shot Patting the back of Mr. Tucker's hand, his eyes became a little straight, "Listen to me, protect yourself, this world is not peaceful!"

Mr. Tuckers has a good drinking capacity, he only thought that Mr. Lapuan was talking drunk, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "The federal police are more responsible than the imperial police, that's why I settled here, As long as I need it, there will be a police car parked where I need help in less than two minutes, this is the Federation!", Mr. Tuckers persuaded Lapuan instead, "I suggest that if you can give up some If you want something, you might as well come to the Federation to settle down, where you will find that everything we have in this country is like the will of God."

He twirled his fingers and made a gesture of counting money, "Money is omnipotent here, and we are not short of money, why don't we come to heaven?"

What he said is not wrong at all. The role of money in the federation is far greater than that of the empire. In this country composed of more than a dozen merchants, the status of merchants and businesses is very high. Everyone looks at money. If you want to prove yourself, you must have money. Even the classification in the school is mostly related to money. For example, for the most popular subjects, teachers will tell students that if they choose this major, they can find a good job and realize their own life value.

As for those relatively unpopular subjects, there are many, many fewer people. The reason why some people are still studying is because the teacher told them that maybe our major will explode that day. As a minority, we will immediately have others for several years or more. The salary level that can be accumulated. Therefore, these "speculative students" choose these relatively unpopular occupations.

The two drank a lot of wine, and they walked a little staggeringly. Just when they were going out, a person passed them by, and there was a momentary collision. The man stopped after walking a few steps, apologized to them apologetically, and won their forgiveness.

When a gust of wind blew, Lapuan's head cleared up a little. He jerked violently, and immediately reached out to touch his jacket pocket—the wallet was gone.

His wallet was very heavy, and in addition to money and coins, there were also some small metal cards that outsiders could not understand.

There are many pinhole-sized holes on these small cards, some are keys, which are used to open some rooms or filing cabinets in the base, and some hold a lot of information. There is a machine in the base that can turn a large piece of text into this kind of small card. It only needs to be inserted into the decryption machine to turn it into text again.

After noticing Mr. Lapuan's abnormal behavior, Mr. Tax's drunkenness subsided a lot. He immediately asked what happened, but before Lapuan could answer, he realized that the man just now was a thief. Without Mr. Lapuan's consent, he turned around and went back to the bar to call the police.

Just like what he described, it took less than a hundred seconds for a police car carrying four policemen to appear in front of them.

These policemen are not as powerful as the Imperial Police. Instead, they are more like passers-by who are easy to talk to. This is also the effect of money. Because this is a wealthy area, the people who live here are either rich or expensive, and they are not something that little policemen like them can offend.

"Excuse me... who called the police?" The policeman with the sheriff's badge on his chest asked politely, and Mr. Tuckers stood up.

"it's me."

"What happened here?"

Mr. Tuckers pointed to Mr. Lapuan, who was almost fully awake, and said: "My friend's wallet was stolen by a guy wearing a yellow T-shirt about five minutes ago, and that shirt also had a hat. "

Just as the police were about to interrogate them further, Lapuan suddenly interjected, "Forget it, there are only a few dozen dollars in the wallet, and there is nothing valuable, so I won't bother the police gentlemen to work hard late at night." His The identity itself is problematic, not because he is afraid that these little policemen will be able to see through his identity. The intelligence personnel of the Empire have made his identity as perfect as possible in the Federation. It’s just that one more thing is worse than one less thing. It’s enough to report back and get a new copy of those cards. Anyway, people here may not be able to unlock the password.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Tuckers disagreed, "My friend, I have not treated you very well when you came to me, and now I let you lose your wallet, which makes me very guilty. Listen to me Yes, I believe that the federal police are a very capable group of people, and they will definitely help you get your wallet back, right?" When he finally said "Yes", he looked at the four policemen.

The four policemen didn't seem to understand the threat hidden in Mr. Tuckers' words at all, and they all nodded, expressing that they would definitely be able to find the damned thief, and it might take two or three hours. So they hope that they can register the owner's information so that they can be sent to them after they are recovered.

Look how good the federal police service is.

Seeing Taxes being so determined, Lapuan no longer insisted on objecting. While cooperating with the police to register information, he looked in the direction where the thief left. He hoped that the thief would run farther and not be caught, otherwise the contents of the wallet might attract some people's attention. At the same time, he also hoped that the federation would not have such a decoding machine, so that many troubles would not arise.

After registering his personal information, the sheriff asked with a smile, "Sir, you don't seem to be a local?" Stimulating these rich people, he very tactfully expressed his doubts about Lapuan's identity.

Lapuan nodded, "Yes, I'm from the Empire. I'm here to do business and get together with my friends. What's the matter? Is the Federation not allowing us to appear here?"

"No, you misunderstood. If you are from the empire, I hope you can relax here. We have enthusiastic girls and fragrant wine. I wish you a happy time here!" The police put away the notebook and put it in the entrance In the bag, after saying goodbye to Mr. Tuckers, he drove the police car and chased them in the direction they just pointed.

"They'll be able to get your wallet back!", Tux reassured him.

"Hopefully!"

In the police car, Mr. Sheriff picked up the walkie-talkie and called the police station. He fed back some information that Lapuan told him to the police station, and asked the operator to send the information to the information office immediately, so that people could check the authenticity.

Qualified and capable of being responsible for security and a series of problems in the rich area, obviously this requires a strong ability and a smart mind. When Lapuan said that, forget it, he immediately felt that this person might has a problem. No one would say forget it after losing their wallet. If so, then this person obviously has other important things to do, and this Mr. Lapuan is from the Empire, and the sheriff suspects that he may be a spy.

At his level, he can already understand some things that ordinary people don't know, such as the spy war between the Empire and the Federation. Both sides ambushed a large number of spies on the opposite side, spying on and stealing important information, and even participating in assassinations.

The police car drove for several hundred meters and stopped at the side of the road after turning a corner. The sheriff dialed the number of the leader of the largest thieves gang in the vicinity, and told the image of the thief described by the two rich men, and asked him to It may be possible to cooperate to find the person, and then go to the police station with the wallet.

This is no longer as simple as losing a wallet!

The next morning, Du Lin received a call from the Federation. The call was very brief and contained only one name and one address. After hanging up the phone, Du Lin called Ellis and asked him to find out the way according to this address, and not to alarm anyone at this address.

Who is the one?

Du Lin clasped his hands together, propped his chin with his thumbs, stared at the bridge of his nose with his index finger and squeezed slowly, countless figures flashed in his deep eyes one by one.

Who is the one?