Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey Chapter 13: Document bag

() The sheriff of the small town is very depressed now. At this time, he is squatting under the big tree outside the cordon, smoking a cigarette one by one.

But he can swear to God he's not slacking off!

The face under the police officer's cap is slightly fatter, perhaps because the oil and water here are not bad. Two old police cars were parked around, and there were young police officers chatting with each other.

The town belongs to the US border area, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, not to mention a world where dangerous elements like Marvel are flying all over the sky.

Order is not chaos, but they have their own set of rules.

The sheriff unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of mineral water, his face gloomy, just like he caught his wife and stole a man last night!

The sun is shining, his physique is really not suitable for working in this temperature, and he dare not squat any more, for fear that his fat **** will sew out his uniform pants.

With a sigh, there was a hint of leadership behind his hands. Walking back and forth, he seemed to be thinking about some complicated issues, but the sheriff's footsteps never left the shade.

The crime scene was not far in front of the sheriff, but he was denied entry. Because... there are fbi people in there.

Thinking of this, the color on the fat face changed again. As a town sheriff, it is natural to deal with those gang members.

Furthermore, there are many "political donations" from those people. I thought it was an easy thing to solve, but unexpectedly it alarmed the fbi.

This is amazing. The sheriff licked his dry lips, and he couldn't help but panic. You must know that he and those gang members are inextricably linked.

Whether it's under federal law or state law, as long as someone sues...he'll be finished!

Although he won't be executed, he will live in prison for the rest of his life...it's nasty." He couldn't accept it at all.

And as a sheriff, he knows exactly what the prison is like. As long as he looks white and tender, maybe he will be forced to offer chrysanthemums on the first night.

He was sweating, but the sheriff shuddered.

Looking inside the cordon again, the sheriff couldn't understand why the group of FBI personnel wore chemical protective suits.

Sighing again, he didn't think about running away, so he found a shady place again and lit a cigarette again.

"Sheriff!"

The fat man raised his head slightly and found that it was his own, so he didn't stand up, "What's the matter?"

The young man looks full of air, but there is a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"They said they wanted surveillance footage from nearby."

The sheriff took another puff of cigarette, the mist escaping from his thick nostrils, and said casually: "Really? Give it to them."

The young man was anxious, squatted down, and whispered in the ear of the sheriff: "Yesterday's video has been uniformly destroyed, and there is no trace at all."

The fat man was startled and remembered that this was the delivery location of the gang. But after doing too much, there will always be some omissions. Instead of cutting off the line before, he directly deleted the video.

In his eyes, the light flickered back and forth as he considered the pros and cons of the matter.

Suddenly, several black commercial vehicles galloped out of the cordon. As soon as the police wanted to go up, they found that the FBI had already stepped forward.

Wearing a black suit and sunglasses, the sheriff hummed a few times in his heart. This looks like a mafia. Appearing in front of the fbi, the impact of the picture is simply!

"Shit! It's up to us!"

A bang came into the Sheriff's ear, causing the half cigarette in his hand to fall to the ground.

Looking towards the voice, it turned out to be the person in charge of the fbi, arguing with the man in the black suit.

But...however this picture looks...people think the fbi is the weaker one.

I saw the black-clothed man smiled and seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately it was too far away and he couldn't hear it clearly.

A document was handed over to the person in charge of the fbi, and his face was blue and white for a while, and finally turned red, like being forced to take a bite!

Although I don't know the identity of the black-clothed man, this alone is enough to make the sheriff feel good about him.

The man made a few more phone calls, and then his face was gloomy, and he ordered the staff to get into the car and leave without even saying hello to him.

On the contrary, the group of people in black suits carried out some equipment that he could not understand from the car in an orderly manner.

The man who seemed to be the "leader" walked towards him, still wearing sunglasses, not tall, but always smiling at the corners of his mouth, which made people feel good about it!

"He's a master at doing things," the sheriff thought to himself.

The man took the lead in reaching out to him, and the sheriff hurriedly shook it.

"We are the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Service."

"Huh?" The sheriff was a little stunned, the name sounded like a dick. In addition to the fact that the other party can easily deflate fbi, he thinks... this is another "uncle."

The man didn't seem to care, "Although our names are a little longer, I also suggested that the director change the name, but I never thought of a good name, so." The man shrugged, "That's it."

"Also." Before the sheriff could speak, the man said again: "We will temporarily requisition this land. It would be great if there were cameras. What do you think, sheriff?"

On the fat face, the corners of his eyes twitched indistinctly, "Unfortunately, last night the power was cut off in this area, and it wasn't repaired until the early hours of the morning."

"That's enough."

The sheriff was robbed by the man before he could say anything.

......

The development of the incident was beyond the sheriff's expectations, and the files formatted by him were completely recovered by the other party. Just when he was ready to go to prison for the rest of his life... The man just patted him on the shoulder, "This is not our responsibility."

It wasn't until noon, when the sun only left a ray of light, and the sheriff came back to his senses.

Leaning on the chair in the police office, he felt that his fat body had signs of dehydration.

"ding bell~" the phone rang, the sheriff picked it up slowly, "Hello."

......

"Deng deng deng ~"

"Please come in."

Wearing a black suit, a short man walked into the room with a file bag in his hand, which was quite tightly sealed.

Sitting behind a desk ~IndoMTL.com~ A dark-skinned, one-eyed man wearing a blindfold sits.

Stop working, "Colson, is there anything important?"

The man had a serious face, not seeing the sheriff's smile in the afternoon.

"Director, I have a matter for you to decide."

"Oh? Did the event level exceed your authority?"

"It's a bit complicated inside."

The black chief saw the man's serious expression, "Okay, show it to me."

"Stabbed."

The document bag has been disassembled, and in addition to the necessary documents, there are two small bags inside.

The black chief dangled his hand, and one seemed to have no weight except for the bag. While the other, it can clearly feel that it is a metal product.