Absolute Honor

"Old man, what you said is true!? This is Green Bank?"

Old man Green nodded gracefully, "Yes, I think so."

He left his counter, walked to a small round table, picked up the teapot inside, picked two teacups, filled them with tea, sat down first, and then pointed to the chair in front of him to greet Qin Feihe. Kun guess.

"Please sit down, two young people."

Qin Fei and Kunchai had to go forward and sat down in a chair alone.

"Drink tea, drink tea. This is the best English black tea. There are also some small snacks here. They are all cookies made by my wife to entertain the guests in the store. You can eat some."

He looked at the two young men in front of him, his eyes penetrating.

"You come from a far away place, right?"

"Yes, I'm here from Africa." Qin Fei nodded quickly. In fact, he was already very anxious and couldn't help but look down at his watch. It was already nine o'clock in the morning.

Staying here for one more minute, and another minute less time for I6 to find yourself.

"Come on, eat something."

Old man Green was still so elegant, and he greeted the two in no hurry.

Qin Fei and Kunchai also ran around all night. Although Kunchai ate something at the farm later, he was blown up by the SAS sound and light grenade.

In order not to offend the old man, the two had to start eating biscuits in the basin.

"Drink some tea, this black tea is good."

The two had to drink tea again. I have to say that the taste of cookies and black tea is first-rate, which makes the cheeks fragrant.

"Old man, we are really in a hurry." Qin Fei pointed to Kun next to him and guessed: "My friend has a bit of money in your bank. Can you verify his identity and extract it?"

"Money?" The old man Green who was holding a black tea cup was taken aback: "What money?"

Qin Fei had a foreboding that major events would not be in seconds, and he felt a sense of collapse. He licked his lips and said, "U.S. dollars, 3 billion U.S. dollars."

Old man Green shook his hand, and tea poured out.

"3 billion dollars?"

He looked at Qin Fei and Kunchai in surprise, as if he had seen aliens.

"Yeah, didn't you just say that you are the Green Bank here?" Kun guessed anxiously.

"Yes, that's right, I am Green Bank. Look, my clocks and watches are saved by time. What is the most expensive in this world? Time, you understand young man? My wealth here is better than that of banks. It's much more valuable."

Old Green was talking seriously about the chicken soup for the soul, and the two people opposite him had the desire to die.

"Old man..." Qin Fei couldn't help laughing or crying: "What you mean by'bank' refers to the time in your clocks?"

Old Green nodded: "Well, is there anything more worth saving than time?"

...

On Qin Fei's and Kunchai's heads, crows flew over the sky.

"Old man, it seems that we have found the wrong place, and we have left." Qin Fei got up, and Chao Kun guessed a wink.

Kunchai stood up mechanically as if his soul had been hollowed out.

It was another mischievous disappointment.

He hated Christian now in his heart. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely kidnap this guy again, and he would definitely not let this slippery banker go until he told the truth or got the money in person.

Standing up, Qin Fei bowed slightly to Old Green, then pulled Kunchai and hurriedly left the watch shop.

Back in the car, Lao Yu looked at the two people with weird faces and asked in amazement: "What? Look at your appearance, let people cook it? Blushing?"

Qin Fei waved his hand, sighed, and leaned on the seat: "It's actually a watch shop, there is no Green Bank at all, you guys were tricked by Christian."

"What!?" The sight almost jumped up from the driver's seat, his head knocked on the roof of the car and grinned, "No bank?"

"Well, there is a classic watch shop. Those vintage watches are pretty good-looking. Would you like to buy one?"

The atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Forget it, let's go. It should be our own money. You can't run away. It's not your own money. You won't be able to stuff it into your bag." After all, the old fish is old, and he is the most open-minded among all people. Yes, so I comforted everyone: "Let's still think about how to leave this ghost place."

The polar bear said: "Whether we leave, let's go to Southampton. I know a person who is there and has a good mix. They specialize in freight transportation. They often help people carry some messy things, and sometimes they also help people smuggle. We should be able to leave for Morocco from there."

This is the end of the matter, and Qin Fei has nothing to do. Sometimes people are not as good as the sky.

Maybe Zhang Lan didn't hide the money in the so-called Green Bank, maybe it was a story that Christian deliberately fabricated in order to get away.

The car glided slowly along York Street and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The door of Green Watch Shop was gently pushed open. Old Green stretched out his head and glanced in the direction where Qin Fei and the others were leaving, and soon disappeared behind the door.

Calm was restored on the street~www.NovelMTL.com~ as if no one had been here.

Back in the store, Old Green picked up a white glove from the counter and put it on his hand lightly, then walked to the small round table and picked up the teacup that Kun Guai had drunk.

He stuck the eyepiece on his right eye and looked at the cup carefully against the light.

There were clear fingerprints on the surface of the porcelain from country Z and the enamel of the handle. Old Green smiled slightly, took the cup back to the counter, gently covered it with a plastic bag, and put it in the wooden box.

After doing all this, he picked up the desk phone and dialed a number.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Please send someone over. Someone was here just now. I took his fingerprints and the DNA on the teacup. The high-precision camera in the shop should have captured his facial features and pupil information."

After more than ten seconds, he put down the phone, put the box away, put on the eyepieces again, and continued to sit on the chair behind the counter, fiddling with the antique pocket watch on the tray in front of him.

While Old Green was doing all this in his shop, on the attic of a building opposite 5 York Street, a figure shook, and a black surveillance camera slowly retracted.

Behind the window, a middle-aged man picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers.

"They just left, and things don't seem to be available. I guess it's still in the store, do you do it?"

A voice soon came from the microphone: "No, Green Bank is not an ordinary organization. We can't afford to offend it. We should wait for them to get something next time before we grab it."

"OK."

The middle-aged man cut off the call, turned around and stuffed the surveillance camera into a travel backpack next to him, then put on a peaked cap and hurried downstairs.