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Chapter 15 The most professional courier in history

Because there are no competitors, why drive the car to the destination slowly along the way?

He Bi even chatted with the security guard who was holding the car at the security booth, handed the other party a few good cigarettes, and let the other party go.

This made Carter Veron and Monica, who were watching the monitor, stunned. They thought why they would hit the accelerator and then rush into the car to snatch the car.

Why did you have to go back to Veron Manor? It was already noon. I don’t know whether this guy was intentional or unintentional. It happened to be lunch time. Carter Veron didn’t eat breakfast, so the lunch preparation was very rich.

"Boss, you got your stuff." Why bother to throw the small package in your hand to Carter? Veron with a smile.

Carter Veron reached out to take it, and asked while opening it, "Aren't you curious about what's in it?"

Why look at Carter? The hearty lunch on the table in Veron shook his head.

"Why?" asked Carter Veron.

"What's so good about this? I'm curious if the things in this small package become mine?" Why turn your eyes to Carter's small package.

"Of course not!" Carter Veron refused decisively.

"Then I'm still curious!" Why do you have to say for granted?

Carter Veron clapped his hands with satisfaction: "good, very    good!"

"Boss, thank you for your car, I'll give you this thing." Why put the positioning monitor removed from the car in a corner of the dining table?

Carter Veron shrugged indifferently.

"Do you want to have something together?" Carter Veron regretted it as soon as he said.

"Okay!" Why have you sat down?

Carter Veron's lunch is not enough.

...

Why did you leave the Veron Manor after dinner? You didn’t spend money on breakfast and lunch, and you got a B-class peak car for no reason. Why do you have to find a few more part-time jobs?

"Carter, I don't think this oriental boy is trustworthy." Monica said with a bad face lowered the napkin in her hand.

"Oh! Why?" Carter Veron smiled, he seemed to appreciate why.

"First of all, his identity is unknown, which is suspicious enough. Jack Smith? I suspect he was a name made up for a while." Monica said seriously: "Secondly, he has such a good driving skills. How could he have never heard of such a person in Los Angeles before? I have to suspect that he is the secret agent of FBI."

"On the contrary, I think the Oriental boy is definitely not a policeman." Carter Veron stretched out a finger and shook it: "We really can't find his true identity information, but it only means that he doesn't want people to know his past. If he is an undercover police officer, there will definitely be a complete set of information that can win people's trust."

Monica was stunned for a moment. It was true. If the police wanted to film the undercover, they would naturally not make low-level mistakes that they didn't even have the identity.

"Second, he removed the positioning monitor we installed in the car." Carter Veron smiled and said, "If you were an undercover detective, what would you do?"

Monica was shaking when she asked Carter Veron's words.

"I will pretend not to know that there is a positioning monitor and do more things that match your identity to win your trust." Monica said cautiously following Carter Veron's thinking: "Instead of dismantling the positioning monitor to arouse your suspicion."

"good!" Carter Veron pointed to the positioning monitor at a corner of the dining table, and the meaning was already very obvious.

Why just hope Carter? Veron is unhappy with himself, so he told himself to get out, and then he would be in vain without having to go to work.

Monica wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Carter Veron.

"Last point, we really need a super driver now. I received the information that the federal police have set their sights on me, and it will be very difficult to bring goods in the future." Carter Veron's face suddenly became gloomy when he said the federal police.

"But the conditions he mentioned obviously did not have the sincerity to join us." Monica was still working hard. Before today, she didn't care about an oriental boy, but after seeing the driving skills of Hebi, she really didn't want this oriental man to become Carter Veron's helper.

"Hehe, I like his conditions very much, and everything has rules." Carter Veron smiled and said, "Let's arrange it. We just happen to have a batch of bulk goods to be shipped tomorrow, so we will be treated as an internship for him."

"Okay!" Monica had no choice but to nod.

"Boss, I meet your conditions, so I have a few conditions. First, I don't participate in your 'big business'. I am just a hard-working worker. I have no interest in what you want me to deliver. It doesn't matter who the delivery person is. I don't care about your purpose. I just need to know the delivery time, the delivery location, the delivery time and the delivery location. Of course, the most important thing is that you must pay the salary in cash. You know, there are too many unscrupulous bosses now, and the road to asking for wages is difficult. I am not targeting you, I am just for the next happy cooperation."

Monica recalled the words of Whybi over and over again, analyzing how likely this person is to be recruited.

"Ding-! Get a B-level peak car, and the experience value will increase by 2200."

Why bother to return home before the mobile phone system sends him a reward?

Why bother to curse and turn on your phone?

B-class peak car.

Engine power: 7 points,

Suspension system: 6 points,

Air intake system: 7 points,

Ignition device: 7 points,

Liquid nitrogen injection assist: 0 points,

Tire performance: 4 points.

"Ding-! Indirectly destroying three low-level drivers in the racing car, rewarding experience value: 3000."

Why stand up suddenly and fail with the three drivers who are racing against you? Can destroy your opponents in the race increase your experience value? There are so many indirect destruction? What if it is direct?

Why do you have a fierce look in your eyes? Don't be deceived by Hebi's face? He Sir went from a low-level police officer to the superintendent. He didn't know how many blood of criminals were covered in his hands. Some were deserved, while others might not be really deserved.

Why look down at the phone in your hand in a daze? Is this ghost going to cheat me, or cheat me, or cheat me?

My head hurts, I take a shower and go to bed.

the next day.

Veron Manor.

"Why is it so late?" Monica hummed coldly.

Why raise your hand and look at your watch: "Didn't you say ten o'clock? It's not exactly ten o'clock now, it's not bad for a minute."

Why bother to look at Monica? Can't this bastard be a little earlier? He made me wait for him for thirty minutes in vain.

"Where is the goods?" Why pretend to take out a notebook? He originally wanted Carter Veron to let himself get out. Who knew Carter Veron took it seriously?

"This is what you are going to deliver today." Monica threw a heavy black handbag at Hebi's feet.

Why bend down and weigh it with your handbag, and write the important words twenty kilograms on the small notebook.

"Where to send it?" Why ask.

Monica glanced at Hebi's notebook: "No. 3, Hollywood Palm Fort, there will be someone to pick you up, his name is--!"

"Don't name it!" Before Monica finished speaking, she was interrupted by Hebi, and said: "I don't want to know too much. I'm only responsible for delivering goods and earning hard money, ok."

"Ok!" Monica nodded.

Why ask after writing the 3 Hollywood Fort Palm 3 in the small notebook and “When will you ask for delivery to your destination?”

"It's better to deliver it before 6pm," Monica said.

"Okay, then it's six o'clock in the afternoon. I only waited ten minutes. After six o'clock, the receiver did not show up. I put the goods in place and signed for them by default." Why bother writing the time in the small notebook: 18.

"Ah?" Monica was stunned for a moment, but nodded.

"Okay! The shipping fee must be paid first before you can get off the car." Why do you say seriously?

Monica took out $50,000 in cash and placed it on the table.

Why bother to see the money, and suddenly a smile appeared: "It's not a fragile product!"

"No!" Monica said, "Why did you ask that?"

Why smile: "There is no other meaning. I just want to remind you that if it is a fragile product, you can add $10,000 to buy a guaranteed price. I will try to be as stable as possible when driving."

"No need to insure the price!" Monica snorted coldly: "Your charges are already very expensive."

"Hey! Don't say that, I'm just a courier, I'm just a hard-earned money." Why do you pick up the money on the table and put it in your pocket with a smile?

"It's really hard for you to make money!" Monica said gritting her teeth.

Why bother laughing, tear off the page I just wrote on the notebook, and ignite it with a lighter.

"What are you doing?" Monica asked in surprise.

"I've already recorded the content." Why did you say seriously, but you smiled in your heart, "It's not professional if you don't burn it. If I don't get it professionally, you would think the money is not worth it."

For one minute, the paper strips turned into ashes in the ashtray.

"Hey! That's a cypress." Why bent your palms and left with your hand bag.

"Haha, interesting! Interesting!" Carter Veron walked out of the room with a smile.

"Carter, this person is asking for a high price." Monica said unhappily.

"This is an interesting person, and it will be worth the money!" Carter Veron took a deep breath of the cigar and smiled.

It seems that Sir He is really successful in dressing up professionally.

"I hope!" Monica sneered.

She had already passed the Hebi license plate to FBI, and today she went to Hollywood with at least three teams of police patrols.

Unfortunately, Monica didn't know why she turned her car to a fork as soon as she left the path of Veron Manor. By the time he returned to the main road, the license plate had changed.

A black car was driven out of the Los Angeles Riverside with traffic.

Why not drive fast? You have to drive within the speed limit range all the time. And you are very honest. Unless the car in front of you is too slow, he rarely changes lanes and only drives with the car.

"Ding-! I received 1 escort task, level c, the reward experience value of 2800 for completion of the task, and the penalty experience value of 5600 for failure."
Chapter completed!
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