"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 up two teacups, poured tea into them, sat down first, and then pointed to the chair in front of him to greet Qin Fei and Kunchai.
"You may be seated, two young men."
Qin Fei and Kunchai had no choice but to step forward and sit down in a chair by themselves.
"Drink tea, drink tea, this is the best British black tea, and there are some small snacks here, all of which are cookies, made by my wife, used to entertain the guests in the store, you can eat some."
He looked at the two young men in front of him, his gaze very penetrating.
"You're from far away, aren't you?"
"Yes, from Africa."
Qin Fei nodded hurriedly, in fact, he was already very anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but look down at his watch, the time was already nine o'clock in the morning.
One more minute here and one minute less time for the i6 to find itself.
"Here, get something to eat."
Old man Green was still so elegant, and he didn't hurry or greet the two of them.
Qin Fei and Kunchai also ran around all night, although Kunchai later ate something at the farm, but was blown up by a sound and light grenade by SAS and vomited out.
In order not to offend the old man, the two had to start eating the biscuits in the basin.
"Drink some tea, this black tea is good."
The two of them had to drink tea again, and I have to say that the taste of cookies and black tea is first-class, which makes people feel fragrant.
"Old man, we're really in a hurry."
Qin Fei pointed to Kun next to him and said, "My friend has a bit of money in your bank, can you verify his identity and withdraw it?"
” "Money?"
The old man Green, who was holding the black tea cup, was stunned: "What money?"
” Qin Fei had a premonition that the big thing was not going to happen again, and he had a sense of collapse, licked his lips and said, "Dollars, $3 billion." ” Old Man Green's hand shook, and the tea spilled out. "$3 billion?"
He looked at Qin Fei and Kunchai in surprise, as if he had seen aliens.
"That's right, didn't you just say that you are Green Bank here?"
Kunchai was in a hurry.
"Yes, that's right, I'm here at Green Bank, you see, my clocks and watches here are all saved in time, what is the most expensive in this world?
Time, you know, lad?
My wealth here is much more valuable than the bank. ” Old Green was talking about chicken soup for the soul seriously, and the two people opposite him wanted to die.
"Old man......"
Qin Fei cried and laughed: "When you say 'bank', do you mean the time in your clocks?"
” Old Green nodded: "Well, is there anything more worth preserving than time?"
” …… On the heads of Qin Fei and Kunchai, crows suddenly flew overwhelmed.
"Old man, it seems that we are in the wrong place, so we still quit."
Qin Fei got up and lost a look at Kunchai.
As if his soul had been hollowed out, the Kunchai stood up mechanically.
Another mischievous disappointment.
He hated Christian to death now, and if he had the chance, he would definitely kidnap this guy again, and he would definitely not let the slippery banker go until he told the truth or got the money himself.
Standing up, Qin Fei bowed slightly to Old Green, then pulled up Kunchai and hurriedly left the watch shop.
Back in the car, Lao Yu looked at the two people with strange faces, and asked in surprise, "What?"
Look at the way you guys, let people cook it?
Got all red?
” Qin Fei waved his hand, sighed, and leaned back on the seat: "It's actually a watch shop, there is no Green Bank at all, you were tricked by Christian's guy." ” "What!?"
The crosshair almost jumped up from the driver's seat, his head slamming on the roof of the car and grinning in pain, "No bank?
” "Well, there's a vintage watch shop there, and those antique watches are pretty good, do you want to buy one?"
The atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped to freezing.
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"Forget it, let's go, it should be your own money, you can't run away, it's not your own money, and you can't stuff it into your bag."
After all, the old fish is old, and he is the most open-minded among everyone, so he comforts everyone and says, "Let's think about how to get out of this ghost place now." ” "Let's go to Southampton, I know a guy there, he's doing a good job, they're a freighter, they're often helping people transport messy things, and sometimes we're smuggling, and we should be able to leave for Morocco from there," said the polar bear. ” The matter has come to this point, Qin Fei has no problem, sometimes people are not as good as heaven.
Zhang Lan may not really hide her money in the so-called Green Bank, maybe it is just a story that Christian deliberately fabricated in order to get out.
The car slid slowly along York Avenue and soon disappeared at the end of the street.
The door of Green's watch shop was gently pushed open, and Old Green stretched out his head, glanced in the direction Qin Fei and the others left, and soon disappeared behind the door.
The streets were calm again, as if no one had been here.
Back at the store, Old Green picked up a white glove from the counter, put it on his hand gently, and then walked to the small round table and picked up the teacup that Quinchai had drunk.
He stuck the eyepiece in his right eye and looked at the cup carefully against the light.
The porcelain from country Z left several clear fingerprints on the surface and the enamel of the grip, and Old Green smiled slightly, took the cup back to the counter, gently covered it with a plastic bag, and put it in a wooden box.
After doing all this, he picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Please send someone over, someone came just now, I took his fingerprints and the DNA on the teacup, and the high-precision camera in the store should have captured his facial features and pupil information."
After more than ten seconds, he put down the phone, put the box away, put the goggles back on, and continued to sit in 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, a figure shook in the attic of a building opposite 15 York Street, and a black surveillance camera slowly shrank back.
Behind the window, a middle-aged man picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers.
"They just left, and the things don't seem to have arrived, I guess they're still in the store, are they doing it?"
A voice soon came from the microphone: "No, Green Bank is not an ordinary organization, we can't afford to offend, let's wait for them to come over next time and get something, and then we will grab it." ” "Okay."
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.