"Money, power, no one can get rid of it all."

Washington, near the neighborhood where BSI headquarters is located.

A decadent man was walking along with an old suitcase.

Hula, Hula.

The suitcase dragged by the man seemed extremely heavy, with some black marks on the worn surface. At the same time, from the outline of the suitcase, you can vaguely see a heavy "item" inside. At the same time, accompanied by the man's drag, the sound of coins colliding constantly came from the suitcase in his hand.

"I will devote everything to my wealth, and this wealth will continue to return to me..."

On the street, dragging the heavy suitcase in your hand.

The man kept muttering to himself, and continued to walk forward in the puzzled eyes of passers-by.

"This is my wealth. I will gain everything I dream of. As long as I share what I have, they will not betray me, but will only make me."

The words that kept repeating in his mouth seemed to become the driving force for the man to keep moving forward. With every murmur, he struggled to drag the suitcase in his hand and took a step forward.

In this way, after walking in the block for dozens of minutes, the man finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

Bang-

Pushing open the door in front of him, the man dragged his suitcase in a dignified manner.

"Stop, sir."

He stepped forward to stop the man from continuing his steps. The agent from the BSI headquarters asked, looking at the man muttering to himself in front of him and the suitcase in his hand.

"Tell me, your purpose for coming here, sir?"

"No one can reject the charm of money. In this world, only money will not betray it. As long as you master enough wealth, nothing is no longer a problem..."

Facing the agent's inquiry, the man murmured and paused. He looked up at the BSI headquarters in front of him, then looked down at the suitcase dragged in his hand, and recalled in a daze: "I am, I am, I am, I remember, am I here to give gifts?"

“Send a gift?”

Hearing the man's answer, the expression on the face of the agent at the BSI headquarters not only did not relax, but became even more nervous.

He reached out and took out his pistol from behind and pointed it at the man in front of him, warning.

"Now, open the suitcase immediately and raise your hand to the place I can see."

There is no problem with the agent's reaction. After all, in many contexts, another synonym for gifts is bombs.

A mysterious man dragging his suitcase suddenly appeared at the BSI headquarters claiming to be a gift. This situation is so dangerous.

"No, my gift has not been delivered to the other party."

The warning from the agent in front of him, the man dragging the suitcase still murmured as if he was unconscious.

"Spike, this is the object of my gift. I will only leave after he receives the gift."

"Spike?"

At the BSI headquarters, the agent couldn't help frowning when he heard the name that appeared in the man's mouth.

This psychic is well-known in BSI.

...

"So, you're the guy who claims to give me a gift?"

Upon receiving the news, Spike and Amanda and his group came to the corridor in front of BS headquarters.

Looking at the man standing at the entrance of the headquarters, who was warned by the agent with a gun but still muttering to himself as if he was unconsciously aware of it, Spike couldn't help frowning, and at the same time shook his head gently at Amanda beside him.

Obviously, Spike didn't know the man in front of him.

"You're finally here, Spike."

Faced with Spike's doubts, the man seemed to have known him for a long time.

"Now, I'll give you the gift right away."

As he said, he turned around and placed his hand on the zipper of the suitcase behind him.

"Don't move, sir!"

Seeing the man's series of actions of ignoring his warnings, the agent beside him was obviously a little annoyed.

"I'm just here to give gifts. When you see the gifts, you will understand my purpose."

Squirt!

However, facing his stern warning, the man opened the zipper of the suitcase behind him regardless of the noise, accompanied by the sound of the zipper being cut open.

Hulalala-

A large number of gold coins poured out from the suitcase, instantly covering the entire ground of the BSI headquarters corridor.

Bang!

As these gold coins fell, a pale-looking man's body fell out of the suitcase at the same time, and his head hit the cold ground in the corridor, making a dull knock. At the same time, from the open mouth of the corpse, a gold coin scattered around it fell out of the man's mouth like a gold coin that was scattered around it.

"Raise your hands, I don't want to say it again!"

His eyes were flashed by gold coins spread throughout the corridor. The agent beside him pointed his gun at the man in front of him, and his tone was extremely serious and warned loudly.

Not only this agent, but even Amanda and Agent Zhou in front of him took out their pistol without hesitation and pointed it at the man.

The other party dragged a suitcase full of gold coins and bodies at the BSI headquarters, which was undoubtedly a provocation to their agents.

"This is my little intention."

Looking at the gun pointing in front of him, the man had no expression of fear on his face, but replied with some dissatisfaction.

"I have brought you gifts and wealth, but you have treated me like this?"

"I dragged six blocks to deliver the gift to you, Spike!"

"What gift?"

With his eyes taken back from the pale body in his suitcase, Spike looked at the man in front of him and asked.

"Wealth, unprecedented wealth, and..."

"what else?"

“…I don’t remember.”

Shaking his head, and under Spike's urge to ask, the man's expression became a little hesitant.

"Spike!"

Ignoring Amanda's warning on the side and approaching the man's position, Spike looked at the man's hesitant and confused expression.

"So, can you tell me where I got this suitcase and what happened to the man in the suitcase?"

"Baoman, I got my suitcase from a homeless man. He handed me the suitcase and then left. I opened the suitcase, and the people in the suitcase told me that as long as I finished what he said, I could give me all the gold coins inside..."

During Spike's inquiry, the man murmured in a daze tone.

"The person in the suitcase?"

"You mean this body?"

Hearing the man's answer, Spike subconsciously glanced at the corpse on the ground and said.

"Corpsy, no, he is alive!"
Chapter completed!