Reborn Russia As An Oligarch

Glancing at the small box, Norwich swallowed secretly.

So much money...

Mr. Mikhail is so generous!

Hey, it's a pity that this case did not occur in the area under my jurisdiction, otherwise the money would be my own...

After collecting the money, something must be done, so Flamir immediately said: "I will go back to the bureau later and start handling the matter immediately. After all, the case has been filed and there are already several groups. People are following up, and these aspects need to be communicated. Of course, Mr. Mikhail doesn’t need to worry, I will settle all aspects, haha.”

In fact, he had already planned it in his mind.

Of these five hundred thousand dollars, I can spend at most fifty thousand to "stop" some people's mouths!

You can also take the opportunity to win over a group of subordinates and confidants. After all, who doesn't like beautiful swords...

The remaining $450,000 is all yours!

Of course, he won't "swallow" all the remaining money himself.

Flamir is also a motivated person, and he wants to continue to get promoted.

In the past, I suffered from the lack of "funds", so I worked in this bureau for many years and was not promoted.

Now, with the 450,000 US dollars, Flamir is confident that he will be promoted to the city bureau after finding a few key people to take care of it!

Wang Ye stood up with a smile and said, "Then I won't waste your time. You can go and do your work."

Flamir quickly stood up to say goodbye and walked out with Norwich.

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When they got downstairs, the two got into the car. Flamir sat in the passenger seat, hugging the small box tightly and looking around cautiously, for fear that someone would rush out and snatch him away... …

Norwich started the vehicle and said enviously: "Brother, you are lucky! You just happened to encounter this matter and can help Mr. Mikhail."

"Haha, I have to thank you for your introduction." Flamir said.

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the small box a crack, reached in, gritted his teeth, and took out two bundles of U.S. dollars.

"Thank you very much today, otherwise I might not have known Mr. Mikhail." Flamir said while handing the money to Norwich.

Nowicz looked down and smiled broadly, but he still declined: "Isn't that good? This money is a reward for doing things that Mr. Mikhail asked you to do. How could I take it?"

He said this, but he didn't refuse it in his hand. Instead, he quickly took it and put it directly into his pocket!

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In the detention room of the police station, commonly known as the iron cage, Song Xiaogang was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

From the time he was arrested in the afternoon until now, Song Xiaogang has not come back to his senses.

My mind is blank...

Xiao Gao... is dead? !

The cause of death is still because of myself!

Killed yourself?

He became a murderer!

The first thing Song Xiaogang thought about was not what consequences he would bear, whether he would be sentenced or even shot...

Instead, what I thought of was that my family would definitely be notified of this matter. How worried would my father be when he knew about it?

It is estimated that my father will need to come from China. When they meet, what should I explain to my father?

The reason why my family sent me abroad was because I wanted to study abroad and get a diploma. I wanted to find a good job after graduation.

The results of it?

He was killed before he even graduated from the preparatory course. Now, let alone continuing to study, whether he can return to China alive has become a question!

Regret, guilt, fear, worry...

Various emotions were intertwined, leaving Song Xiaogang completely confused as to what he should do.

He was in a detention room, maybe because he was still a student, and his "treatment" was better than that of Lokayev and the others. At least someone brought a piece of dry bread and a carton of milk on time.

But Song Xiaogang had no intention of eating at all. After being sent in, he had been huddled in the corner of the room, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Xiaogang fell asleep in a daze.

While he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard the iron door being opened with a "bang" and "bang", and he woke up immediately.

"You, come out." A middle-aged fat man stood at the door and shouted.

Song Xiaogang jumped up reflexively, but as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and almost fell.

He put his hand on the wall and asked in Russian reluctantly: "Where do you want me to go?"

Probably going to jail, Song Xiaogang thought...

"Interrogation room." The fat middle-aged man said.

But Song Xiaogang didn't understand...

After all, he had only learned Russian for less than a year, and he had not yet learned such a sophisticated word as "interrogation room."

But no matter what, you can go wherever you are told, and there is absolutely no thought of resistance.

He followed the fat man out numbly and came to a room, which was empty.

"Sign this and you can go." The fat man pointed at a piece of paper on the table.

Song Xiaogang thought he heard wrongly and looked at him in shock.

Perhaps seeing Song Xiaogang's surprise, the fat man said with a serious face: "After our overnight research and verification, we finally proved that Gao XX's death had nothing to do with you, ruling out the possibility of homicide, but..."

Song Xiaogang didn't understand the long list of causes of death at the end, but he heard the first half of the sentence very clearly.

Xiao Gao's death had nothing to do with him?

Own……

About to be let out!

He stammered and asked: "Then... can I go out?"

"Yes, just sign and you're good to go." A smile appeared on the fat man's face.

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Here at Moda, Yanzi stayed up all night.

She was not in her dormitory, but came to Ruan Xiaozhu.

Women are more likely to panic and be at a loss when encountering such emergencies.

Neither of them had a good rest that night.

Yan Zi was worried, but Ruan Xiaozhu kept comforting her.

Besides, the two of them were also among the people present at the time of the incident, especially Yanzi. It was her birthday that night!

The two of them were still afraid that they would be implicated, and maybe the police would come and take them away soon...

This kind of thing, let alone in a foreign country, even in China, ordinary people will feel numb when encountering it.

"Xiaozhu, do you think Song Xiaogang will be sentenced? By the way, is there the death penalty in Russia, or has it been abolished?"

"Xiaozhu, tell me if the police will come to arrest me tomorrow. This happened at my birthday party. I can't run away."

Yanzi's various questions made Ruan Xiaozhu feel a little nervous.

"Probably...not that. Even if Xiao Gao's death has something to do with Song Xiaogang, it is not considered intentional homicide, it is just negligence at most. In this case, the sentence will be...ten years? In addition, this matter has little to do with us, right? We didn’t touch Xiao Gao…”