Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"The bonus is calculated based on the amount of drugs seized." Director Zhang held his forehead helplessly.

The next second he heard Hua Xia ask the man next to him: "Brother, how many drugs did you seize?"

The man's cold and helpless voice sounded again: "Eight or nine tons..."

Hua Xia: "Then we have to use a truck to transport it."

Du Lin: “Yeah.”

Hua Xia smiled and said, "Director Zhang, how much is eight or nine tons?"

Director Zhang almost choked to death on the noodles in his mouth. He didn't have time to chew and swallowed them directly: "Cough cough cough..."

"Probably, enough to be awarded first-class merit."

The girl on the phone paused and curled her lips: "Can't you change money?"

Director Zhang: "...there should be a bonus..."

However, the reward was obviously not as high as Hua Xia had imagined. Hua Xia's eyes turned and she suddenly remembered something: "How much is the reward for reporting a police officer as a traitor?"

"This could save countless police lives!"

Director Zhang was silent for a long time, then asked, "Do you want to report yourself?"

Hua Xia: “…”

She said earnestly and in detail: "Lao Zhang, I would not kill the police, how could it be mine? I am so conscientious and diligent. Look, I just worked hard to seize a batch of drugs."

Director Zhang said: "Yes, you won't kill the police, but you might irritate them to death." Just like he almost choked to death just now.

Hua Xia: "Mr. Zhang, tell me how much the bonus is!"

Director Zhang was silent for a moment, his expression somewhat serious, because he knew that although Hua Xia was always imaginative and did one thing but there was always truth in her nonsense. In other words, there were indeed traitorous policemen in the police station.

Thinking back to what happened recently, the last time we were on a mission to suppress the Qinglong Gang's drug dealing, we arrived at the Golden Horn Wharf and found that they were just transporting ordinary goods. I thought the source of the news was wrong, but now it seems that this traitor may have passed on the news.

The old man's eyes flashed: "The bonus is one hundred thousand!"

Hua Xia: "Two hundred thousand!"

Director Zhang: “…One hundred and fifty thousand.” Why did you start bargaining?

250: [......]

Hua Xia: "Deal."

Director Zhang: “…” He thought about his passbook and realized that he was the only one who had to pay for the 50,000 yuan.

The old man sighed: "Who is he?"

Hua Xia: "The guy named Chen something, the one who plays games."

Director Zhang: “…” Why does it always feel unreliable when she speaks so casually, as if she is talking about what she ate this morning?

Director Zhang wanted to ask her how she knew, and Hua Xia casually said that she saw it in the Qinglong Gang. She suddenly stopped talking and turned to meet Du Lin's cold gaze, whose face was so dark that ink was almost dripping out.

The man said in a cold tone: "When did you go to the Qinglong Gang?"

Hua Xia: “…”

Realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag, he quickly said to the person on the phone, "Lao Zhang, let's not talk anymore." After that, he hung up the phone with a click.

He turned to look at Du Lin and laughed, "No, I was dreaming. Yes, I dreamed about it."

Du Lin didn't smile at all and asked, "Did you go there for wontons, or did you go there again?"

250 gloated over the misfortune of others: [Wonton, hahahaha, host, I told you, you can’t hide it, the villain is really smart! ]

Hua Xia couldn't hide it and refused to admit it: "......"

"The wonton thing..."

250: ...

“I haven’t been out since then.”

Du Lin stood up and went upstairs with the documents, obviously very angry.

Hua Xia: "You're angry again. You're so hard to appease. I shouldn't have admitted it if I had known."

A week later, Hua Xia received a text message from the bank, saying that 100,000 yuan and 50,000 yuan had been deposited into her salary card. It should be that one was the official reward for reporting the crime, and the other was 50,000 yuan paid out of Lao Zhang's own pocket.

It seems that the traitor has been caught, or the net has been closed.

250 saw the two deposit notifications and suddenly asked Hua Xia: [Host, Director Zhang is old and still unwilling to retire from the front line. He doesn't have much money at all. Why did you bargain with him? The extra yuan was probably paid by Director Zhang himself, right? ]

Hua Xia was sitting on the swing chair, swinging, her eyes were deep and mysterious. She asked, "How do you know that I was bargaining with him, and not him bargaining with me?"

Just when 250 was puzzled, Hua Xia continued, "You know, buying his life for yuan is a good deal."

250 was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered a legend in the Lord God's world that the world is a destiny star disk of cause and effect, and everyone has his own destiny. Those who tamper with it privately will often not end well.

It’s like a person who knows in advance that he will die in an earthquake, so he chooses to leave, but dies in a car accident on the way out.

In this world, Director Zhang seemed to have died in an anti-drug operation a month later, and the cause of death might be this police traitor.

250 It’s terrifying to think about it. Hua Xia meant that Director Zhang bought her life with yuan.

Maybe it's through formal channels?

There are many people who have changed their fate against the will of heaven, and many people who have received special opportunities, but no one can conduct formal transactions. This kind of transaction is probably something that even the main god cannot do.

250 felt that he was overthinking. The host just said he was an undercover agent, and then cause and effect would follow, so Director Zhang would not die a month later.

However, how can the host guarantee that Director Zhang will not encounter other accidents?

250 shook the database and said, "Don't think, don't think. You're almost getting yourself confused."

A car stopped at the door of the villa. Du Lin got out of the car and walked towards this side with big strides and long legs, his clothes fluttering.

Hua Xia narrowed her eyes, jumped off the swing chair, and ran straight towards the man: "Brother~"

The pleasant smell of the girl who suddenly jumped into his arms came to Du Lin, and he was stunned: "What, what happened?"

Hua Xia pulled the man's sleeve and walked inside, saying as she walked, "I thought you wouldn't be coming back today."

Du Lin seemed to be busy with something these days. He spent very little time in the villa during the day and even went out in the middle of the night.

Du Lin looked at the girl who was much more enthusiastic than usual and always had a bad feeling.

He sat at the dining table and looked at Hua Xia rolling up her sleeves to get him tableware. He was a little flattered: "I, I can do it myself."

Hua Xia immediately let go of her hand.

250: [......You are so fake. ]

The housekeeper watched them and smiled, and the aunt in the kitchen began to serve the dishes. Today's dishes were particularly rich and colorful.

Du Lin was eating when suddenly a piece of braised pork appeared in his bowl. He was stunned for a moment and looked at the owner who had taken back his chopsticks. The latter tilted his head and blinked at him.

Du Lin was silent for a moment, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

How did she talk like that? Hua Xia was puzzled. It sounded as if she had nothing to do. However, she did have something to do.

"Brother, what have you been busy with these days?"

Du Lin thought she was undercover, so he sighed and said, "I can tell you."

"But you can't tell it, or you can't tell anyone within these two weeks."

As soon as Du Lin finished speaking, the housekeeper immediately stepped forward, wanting to say something but stopping himself, probably because he felt that Du Lin was being too frivolous.

Du Lin glanced at Uncle Li, who stepped back. When he saw Hua Xia nod in agreement, he said, "In two days, I will go to Country E to discuss the price and cooperation for a large number of weapons transactions."

250 was already losing his composure, and frantically urged Hua Xia: [Host, host, please tell me! We can't go to Country E, it's a trap! ]