Huang Sen took out a file bag from his arms, pushed it along the surface of the glass coffee table to Zhang Wenyao, and explained: "This is the route of the Asian Bank's mortgage car. There will be a cash payment for escort tomorrow at twelve o'clock. The bank wants to ask us for necessary assistance."

"It's just an escort. Is it necessary to be so cautious?" Zhang Wenyao thought to himself, picked up the file bag and pulled out the paper inside to check it. When he saw the amount of escort, his eyes suddenly became wide open...

"One 70 million?!"

Zhang Wenyao was shocked. This shock was extraordinary. The fraction behind was enough to help him relieve the situation.

When Huang Sen saw Zhang Wenyao's expression, he knew in his heart that his boss must have been moved.

Others may not know about Zhang Wenyao's financial crisis and bankruptcy, but his confidant had already learned about it.

I was deeply involved in gambling debts and was pursued every day. I even threatened to kill myself if I didn’t pay it back at the end of the month. I had already had enough of this kind of life.

Now there is a huge pie in front of me. If I let it slip away, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Thinking in his heart, Huang Sen left the sofa with his butt, walked to the window and pulled up the curtains.

Zhang Wenyao looked at his confidant's actions and his face was unstable. What was Huang Sen's situation? His boss knew best. There was nothing he didn't dare to do when a gambler who lost everything. I guess this was the reason why he came to find him with a circuit map in the middle of the night.

Huang Sen pulled the curtains and checked that there was nothing wrong with it. He returned to the sofa and sat down. He leaned close to Zhang Wenyao and asked in a low voice: "Zhang sir, have we done this ticket?"

The scale in Zhang Wenyao's heart had already tilted. At this moment, seeing that his confidant was willing to join in, he made up his mind, nodded, and said a little worriedly: "Asen, it's fake that I'm not moved to such a big vote. But we are policemen. Once the matter is exposed, we will inevitably fall into a state of doom and will never be buried. Once this step is taken, we will never be able to look back."

Huang Sen smiled miserably: "Zhang Sir, can we still look back now?"

Zhang Wenyao looked sad. Even if he didn't do it, he would be dead. There was no way to get so much money. If he was not guaranteed, he would have no other choice except climbing onto the rooftop and jumping off the building. It would be better to give it a try, take a gamble, and survive in the death.

"well……"

Zhang Wenyao sighed helplessly, looked at Huang Sen, and asked, "Asen, I can do this with you. But do you have any plans? Otherwise, even if you do a vote and do not do well, we will still be dead."

When Huang Sen saw that his boss finally compromised, he felt relieved and relaxed. He stood up and sat next to Zhang Wenyao, put his ears side by side and said, "Zhang sir, don't worry about this. I have found another strong ally. With his help, this matter will become very relaxed."

"Oh?!" Zhang Wenyao looked surprised and asked hurriedly: "Who?"

"The person involved in the airport container warehouse is worth 40 million gold watch robbery - Ren Jiahua!" Huang Sen slowly said a daunting name.

"You are talking about the thief Ren Jiahua who has never had any evidence to prosecute and can only let him go to justice?" Zhang Wenyao asked. That guy was a miracle. His criminal method was meticulous, without any leakage, without any shot or bullet, and without any evidence, he robbed the gold watch worth 40 million yuan in absolute manner. Even if the police found out that he was related to the case, he had no choice but to do anything.

Sometimes the law is so fucked. Even if everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart, there is no evidence, and there is still no way to punish him.

"In addition, I have a second ally to join. With his help, the chances of success of this vote will increase by 30% of the chance of winning, and the success rate can be guaranteed to reach at least 80%."

Huang Sen is sure to win.

As a gambler, he has a winning rate of more than 80% and does not follow the cards, which is no different from being wasted.

"There is another second ally? Who is it?" Zhang Wenyao asked impatiently, very curious about this person who can increase his chances of winning at least 30%.

"He Yongqiang, head of security at Asian Bank." Huang Sen narrowed his eyes and said the name of his second ally.

"Who, Yong, Qiang?" Zhang Wenyao lowered his head and thought word by word, and asked, "Will this person help?"

Huang Sen smiled confidently and said, "He will definitely join, he has no choice but to do so. I went to the hospital for a checkup. His son had congenital renal failure and was almost out of danger. He is probably almost crazy now."

"Haha, it turns out that like us, we are all people who are forced into a boat by money?" Zhang Wenyao sighed, patted Huang Sen's shoulder, and made up his mind and said, "Asen, let me leave this matter to you. If you have any areas to cooperate, I will provide you with official support. But remember to be clean and neat, otherwise..."

"Zhang Sir, don't worry, this matter is almost certain. Even if you encounter the worst situation, no one except me knows that you exist. Please give me 120 hearts." Huang Sen said while patting his chest.

"I don't have to worry about doing things, you can let go!" Zhang Wenyao encouraged him greatly.

"Thank you, Zhang Sir for your support. The matter is urgent. I have other things to deal with, so I won't delay it. Goodbye." Huang Sen said, leaving the sofa and stood up.

"You go and do it, goodbye." Zhang Wenyao happily sent Huang Sen to the door, closed the door, and took a shower and went to bed in a happy mood.

Of course, you can rest assured, but you still need to do it yourself as a subordinate.

Huang Sen left Zhang Wenyao's house, immediately drove the police bus outside He Yongqiang's house, looked through the car window at the thirteenth floor of the apartment building, took out his cell phone and called...

He Yongqiang was having dinner at home when suddenly the phone rang, so he put down his bowls and chopsticks and hurried to answer the phone...

He Yongqiang: "Hey, who?"

"Is He Yongqiang right? I have something to talk to you about." Huang Sen said calmly.

"I'm sorry, I'm very busy now." He Yongqiang said and wanted to hang up the phone. He didn't want to chat with strangers at all. Now things are annoying enough.

"Don't you want to save your son?" Huang Sen shouted.

He Yongqiang was stunned and just remembered the mysterious young man wearing sunglasses today. He just had already agreed to him, so why were there anyone else coming to find him?

To be on the safe side, He Yongqiang did not dare to hang up the phone easily, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What else do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!