Blackstone Code Chapter 623: The last knife
Text 0623 The last knife
Breath of sweat!
Mr. Herbs, who has always been concerned about his appearance, no longer cares about it. He took off his hat and took off his coat, leaving only a small vest and a white shirt, even the shirt's The neckline was torn off by him.
He stood outside the service desk in charge of the customs declaration, enduring a severe headache, suppressing his anger that was about to go berserk, and gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did my procedures fail?"
He slapped the stack of paperwork on the counter with a pained expression.
He has had headaches that have been bothering him for a while. His personal doctor told him that it was caused by emotions and sudden high blood pressure. He has started taking medicines to lower blood pressure continuously, but the effect is not very good. Again, the headaches continued.
The whole head seems to be split open, and sometimes he wants to tear his scalp, find the crack in the skull, and slam it open to see what is inside that makes him want to die.
He pursed his lips tightly, not wanting to lose his temper, his emotions were on the verge of breaking out.
The customs broker sitting behind the service window said calmly, "According to the requirements of the Federal Financial Regulatory Commission, the departure of more than 50,000 cash from Hong Kong must be approved by the Financial Regulatory Commission."
Currency is also a kind of goods, and it is also a kind of goods of special nature. No country will allow currency to circulate freely and illegally, which will seriously affect the order of a country's commodity market and financial market.
In order to stabilize the domestic commodity market and the order of the free market, any large amount of cash entering or leaving the port must be reported.
You need to apply for approval when you come in, and you need to apply for approval when you go out.
The staff's statement did not violate any regulations, let alone make things difficult, just the most common business.
However, it is not an easy task to get the approval from the Financial Management Commission. It is not because the Financial Regulatory Commission said that they want to leave the port, and the approval will be issued there. The whole process is not so simple.
From the motive to the purpose, there needs to be a detailed investigation. For example, why should such a large amount of funds be transported out of the port, rather than by means of money orders, promissory notes, etc.?
For another example, how do you prove that the money you declared must be the money you took out of the bank, not the proceeds of other criminal operations?
The investigation period can be very short or very long. How to characterize it depends entirely on whether anyone is willing to endorse this matter.
If, say, Mr. Wardrick is willing to endorse this matter, and his reputation, social status, power and wealth are fully eligible for endorsement, the review process will be very short.
But once there is a problem, if the Federation can't find Mr. Herbs, it will find trouble with Mr. Wardrick. When faced with such a considerable amount of money, most people are not willing to come forward.
If there is no endorsement, then the process will become long, ranging from a few days to a month. The more money to be outflowed, the longer the review time, and what Mr. Herbers lacks most at the moment is time, He couldn't take the approval path of the Financial Regulatory Commission at all, so he took another path.
His hands were shaking uncontrollably, he dug out one from a pile of formalities and handed it over, "This is my previous customs declaration procedure, I'm going to transfer the money, which is in line with federal regulations. Laws and customs declaration rules, you must release!"
He took out the document he applied for entry. This document can play a key role. I came in 10 billion, and went out 10 billion. Two complete sets of documents can fully prove that The nature and legality of the money conform to federal laws, so you don’t need to apply for approval to the Financial Supervisory Commission, you only need to file a record.
For the record, a phone call thing.
Mr. Herbs suddenly slapped his temple hard, and a sharp pain made his eyes darken. He quickly took out a medicine bottle from the pocket of his pony clip, took out a pill from it, and stuffed it into the mouth, swallowed.
After ten seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt better.
When he looked at the staff at the counter, he saw that the other party was calling and seemed to be avoiding him. The young man's eyes kept passing over him, giving him a very uneasy feeling.
Just when he vaguely felt that something was not right, two police officers, the customs police, appeared at the door.
Meanwhile, Mr. Herbs' assistant ran in from outside. The police did not stop him, and their target was not Mr. Herbs' assistant.
"Sir, our shipment is under police control..."
With a humming sound, there was no sound in Mr. Herbs' ears, only the humming of tinnitus. He looked at the assistant shouting hoarsely, but could not hear any sound!
He almost fell, but luckily his assistant helped him, and the police came over, and one of them had his hand on the **** of the gun...
Everything in front of him began to spin and twist, and Mr. Herbs lost consciousness in a short time and fell to the ground.
About more than an hour later, Mr. Herbs' condition stabilized, and he also woke up from a coma, lying on the bed with a medicine bottle hanging by his side.
The solution in the dropper keeps running low, and he feels exhausted.
As soon as the assistant saw him awake, he leaned over immediately. It may be that Mr. Herbs' name was called out. The door to the ward was also opened. The bureau staff looked inside and backed out.
"What's wrong?", Mr. Herbs rubbed his head, "I don't remember very well, it seems that something happened, and then I fell, what happened?" He slowly raised his head, Look at your assistant.
There was still some fear on the assistant's face. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Our money has been seized by customs."
Mr. Herbs seemed to be unaware of the seriousness of the matter. He stared at the ceiling blankly, "Why, why would they do this?"
"The staff member who reported for us to enter the customs before is said to be under investigation for suspected duty crimes, and we were involved in it. At present, the federal government believes that our money is illegal when entering the customs, so we can't leave. ..."
"What they mean is that we won't be able to determine whether we are suspected of bribery until we get the results of the staff member's interrogation, which will probably take a few days."
"Hehe...", Mr. Herbs laughed suddenly, and after the laughter stopped, he shoved the medical equipment on the bedside to the ground, and roared loudly, "A few days, a few days. Time, where do I get a few days to let them waste?"
How many days?
I can't wait a few days!
The angry Mr. Herbs suddenly stopped, as if he had lost control of his body, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling with tears in his eyes.
Is this your trap, Lynch?
Sure enough, a deadly move!
But he still has some doubts. Although the stab was fatal, it is unlikely that he will fall because of this knife, and he will have a chance to catch his breath.
Yes, it is true that the money can't get out now. He has no way to make a sum of money to cover his losses by short selling, but as long as he waits until the end of the contract period, he returns the money to Lynch, All he paid was some promised interest, which was not enough to kill him completely.
He will be doomed, but not completely!
If all this is really Lynch's method, he shouldn't let himself go so easily, is there something that he doesn't know is happening, or is about to happen?
At this time, Mr. Herbs has given up his struggle. His only curiosity is how Lynch can give himself the last blow!
At the same time, in the royal capital of Nagalil, the cadres of the former Nagalil Al-Shabaab have been assembled, and they have gathered from all over the country to the capital in a few days.
Thanks to the Confederates who brought convenient and fast transportation, the advent of the railroad shortened the distance between cities and allowed them to easily come together.
Akumari is also here. As the leader of a province, he has also mastered the skills of driving, and he will play an important role in this liberation cause.
He's going to drive a truck through the walls of the palace, rush in with everyone, and overthrow this rotten kingdom and rule!
Although Akumari was still hesitant at this time, he did not think that changing the ruling structure through violent means would definitely bring positive and upward things to the bottom of society.
In some of the books he read from the Commonwealth during this time, there was a point of view that won his approval. Peace and order should not be born in violence.
This view articulates the fascinating truth that, simply put, "new life should not be nurtured in destruction", and if violence nurtures peace and order, then that peace and order is false.
Just like Nagalil today, is peace and order born through violence really peace and order?
No, it doesn't have to be this way~IndoMTL.com~ The new ruling class has achieved their status and power through violence, and they will be more inclined to use violence to satisfy their demands.
For peace and order to come to this country, peace and order should be born through peaceful and orderly methods.
It's just that Akumari has not yet integrated and condensed some of his own ideas, and the chaos in the country does need to be controlled. Maybe he will gain some new gains from this huge change to improve his ideas!
The time pointed to 3:00 pm. Akumari got into the emergency modified open car wearing a helmet, then aimed at the wall of the palace and stepped on the accelerator.
The modified truck flew out of an alley like a fly, and slammed into the wall of the palace in a place where no one was there.
Weak walls can't withstand the products of modern industry at all, and they are knocked away with little resistance.
Neither did its designers imagine that there would be a day when a group of people smashed through the walls of the palace and rushed inside.
A large number of Nagalil al-Shabab people, wielding clubs and even sharp knives, rushed through the breach, and less than half an hour later, the whole of Nagalil was shocked by the same news
The palace was destroyed, the king took his own life after killing the queen, and almost all the rest of the royal family were captured, and the royal family withdrew from the historical stage of the United Kingdom of Nagalil.
At the same time, an organization calling itself the "Nagalil People's Congress" announced to take over the capital, and actively called on the governors of various provinces to put aside their prejudices and carry out peace talks.
For the Nagarians, an era is over!
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