Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 504: 522: Your Bloody Money? No, it's mine now (2 more)

Luke listened with interest and randomly installed a tracker on Pedro's car.

Soon Pedro and the guard leader got in the car and left.

Luke didn't follow slowly.

The two quickly entered a villa in a wealthy neighborhood and met a middle-aged man in the office.

Luke, who followed him, looked at the man on the drone, muttering, “Another big back? Don't you have a lot of good people on your big back right now? ”

In the image, the man with the big back had a reddish face, a large nose, narrow eyes and a worrying face value.

But several people in the room were terrified of him.

After the guard leader and Pedro explained the attack on the little vault, the middle-aged man laughed: "Did you steal it? They didn't steal my money? Just burn it? Ha ha.”

As he said, he walked by the desk and knocked his hand over the decorations placed on the desk: "You guys, just watch, my five million dollar knife burned? ”

Nobody said anything.

The middle-aged man grabbed a metal sculpture and turned to the past.

Boom!

Suffocated, the leader of the guard fell instantly and a large amount of blood appeared on his forehead, staining the red beige carpet.

Pedro trembled all over his body, but didn't dare do anything.

As soon as the two bodyguards came in, they kept a close eye on him, keeping their hands on the handles between their waists.

The middle-aged man dropped the bloodstained metal sculpture at will: "Pedro, you're from Christo, and I won't touch you. ”

Pedro took a long breath.

The middle-aged man kept saying, "But you led those people to me, didn't you? ”

Pedro wanted to say no.

In fact, he could tell.

The blackheads had a personal vendetta with Hernan before targeting Hernan's little vault, but Pedro didn't dare say a word more at the moment.

“Five million. I don't care how you make it up to me, you can keep spending your time in Rio.” The middle-aged man said.

Pedro's face was black, cursing Hernan too black.

That little vault was covered with a $34 million knife, and now it's $5 million?

”- [sic]“ Sir, this...

The middle-aged man raised his hand: "If you have a problem, you can just leave. ”

Pedro sweated on his forehead, hesitating there for a long time, biting his teeth: “Yes, yes, Mr. Hernan, I will make up for the money. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and turned to his two bodyguards and said: "Find Dominic and Brian, I want them dead...”

Pedro left the room in silence, breathing heavily and leaving in agony.

Luke heard from the drone for a moment and left.

This middle-aged man is Hernan-Reyes, the famous Rio boss, who is also involved in various underground transactions in Rio, including, but not limited to, contraband drugs, weapons, austerity, smuggling.

The old man was on Luke's blacklist long ago, but now is not the time to deal with him.

Luke retracted the drone and quietly retreated.

He'll sort things out on Christo's side first.

Along the tracker, he returned to the Wild Jungle Bar.

Just wondering if he was sneaking in, grabbing Pedro and forcing him to confess, he found Pedro coming out again.

Pedro also had a large bag in his hand, and two bodyguards boarded a sedan and left the Wild Jungle Bar.

Luke's heart moves: Is this fundraising in…?

Twenty minutes later, Luke looked at a small villa not far away, with two bodyguards at the door of the villa.

Pedro has entered the villa.

All of a sudden, he moved.

A man walked through Pedro's backyard and pushed open a small iron door hidden in the corner, entering the courtyard next door.

The man then walked to the basement entrance next to the bungalow, looked around, opened the basement door and drilled in.

Luke laughed, shadowed and disappeared on the roof.

In the basement, the Pedrona iron stick jammed the basement door, bypassing all kinds of debris, walked to a corner, opened the snap, and pushed a cabinet to the side.

A half-person vault door leaked out.

He shook his hands, typed in the code, opened the cabinet door, and looked inside a bag of money for a while before taking them out.

As he grabbed the money, he muttered: "This is all my fucking money, my sweat money! ”

Then he stopped stiffly.

A cold blade quietly pressed down his throat, a sweet female broadcast cavity sounded behind him: "No, now it's my sweat money. ”

Later in the basement there was a low scream that was suppressed.

After getting the information he wanted, Luke restored everything in the basement, as if no one had ever been here.

He snuck into the courtyard next to him and put away the big bag in Pedro's bedroom, and two bodyguards were pulled into the villa with their hands.

“Rio is so good at making money?” Half an hour later, strolling down the highway, Luke sighed.

Pedro, the guy who secretly bought the bungalow next door to his villa, left it deserted, using only its basement as a secret little vault.

In addition to Pedro's cash deposit, there's a small amount of gold and precious stones in that safe.

Cash alone is worth two million dollars, and gold and stones are worth 350,000 dollars.

And that bag in Pedro's bedroom had $780,000 in knives, which was temporarily taken from a wild jungle bar and belonged to Christo.

It is clear that Pedro, under the threat of Hernan, has gone too far.

Perhaps he had other ways to temporarily fool Christo and then find a way to fill the gap.

Pedro's failure to move the gold and stones in the safe proved that this guy had personal effects.

After Luke interrogated him, he found out it was a large sum of cash in a bank's private safe, almost two million dollars.

Pedro's family could barely return Hernan's money, which is probably why Hernan let him go.

The guard leader obviously had no money, and Hernan didn't hesitate to kill him.

Money, that's what Hernan values.

Now, of course, all of this goes into Luke's storage space.

It's the only money in the bank's private safe, and Luke's not going to move, so it's okay to keep it as a back road.

Feeling what was in the storage space, he had to sigh: "It's too small. ”

Even before he got here, he'd put most of his black money and gold stuff in some secret location in Los Angeles, and the cash he'd just earned would take up a lot of storage space.