Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Three minutes later.

Nie Qingru hung up the phone with a pale face, turned around and said to Shadow and others: "Let him go."

"Queen, are you okay?" Shadow had already expected this result, but looked at her a little sadly, fearing that she would be disappointed.

Nie Qingru took a deep breath, pinched her fingernails and tried to calm down, saying, "We will personally escort them to the dock and make sure they get on the boat safely before leaving."

Mr. Xue nodded slightly: "This is the only way."

They 'robbed' IpA's truck, and then IpA took the evidence and came to demand an explanation... How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

All coincidences are by design.

Now they have fallen into a trap designed by others. In order to protect themselves, they must ensure the safety of this group of people, otherwise they will become the first object of suspicion.

IpA is not a very powerful organization.

But standing behind them is the international police.

Lan Qinyong's eyelids twitched: "Does he believe you took it away?"

Of course, it is best not to offend anyone if anything has anything to do with the police.

People who have reached their current status will inevitably have a bit of business on the gray line. If they offend IpA rashly, they will be in trouble in the future.

The fat-headed woman immediately said smoothly: "You said that."

"What?"

"Please wait a moment."

The bad thing was that Nie Qingru couldn't make decisions in time.

We are in a hurry.

"It's far away from the pier. It's four-thirty now, so you can still make it in time if you slow down."

Nie Qingru and Mr. Xue had to stop and wait for me to come over and see what I was going to do.

The fat-headed woman ran over in two strides and ran up to the two of them. She rested her hands on her knees for a moment, then pushed up her glasses and said to them.

Nie Qingru's face turned livid: "You are in a hurry!"

One of the people in charge of the handover, a fat-headed woman, jogged over and stopped us.

"Um."

"You are saying that the quantity of goods outside is correct. Among them, you have seen the boxes of antique calligraphy and paintings that Kevin secretly took away from various small museums."

"The emperor is wise."

When we arrived at the pier, we found the IpA handover staff at the pier.

Mr. Xue was afraid that she would lose her basic judgment because of Zhai Xicheng. Seeing that she still knew the seriousness of the matter, he bowed slightly and said something insulting.

Nie Qingru thought the same thing, so he arranged for his own people to take over the positions of the IpA staff to drive, and then found a car to take those people away.

Leave the people and goods to us when you are ready to leave.

The fat-headed woman had an embarrassed expression on her face. She looked at the two of them with eyes full of belief, and she pretended to believe them.

The small truck was followed by an off-road vehicle and a jeep, and sand and dust were raised where the wheels rolled over, and it rushed all the way to the dock.

"But now the goods are in logarithm. There is an extra box of antique calligraphy and paintings worth 500 francs. You, a big staff member, have to bear the responsibility. If you two stay here first, Xiaojia will check the whereabouts of this box of calligraphy and paintings before leaving. ?”

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Xue comforted you heavily.

Nie Qingru raised his hand and waved it forward, signaling the shadow to let him go.

She tried hard to control her ferocious expression with a cold face, and sneered: "Isn't that evil obstacle waiting for me here? If I don't personally send these people to the dock, who knows if an 'accident' will happen to them on the way..." "

The old man in green shirt still reacted and asked subconsciously.

"This...Mr. Xue. The products from outside are correct."

"The Prince."