Since Jiang Li was kidnapped for no reason last time, a week has passed in a flash.

"Oh!" Jiang Li leaned on the chair with his head in his arms, staring at the check on the table in a daze. He went to the bank to ask about this cash check. It was indeed worth five million yuan, but because of the huge amount, he needed to make an appointment with the bank before withdrawing the money. After learning the news, Jiang Li was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. Under the strange eyes of the counter staff, he lowered his hat like a wanted criminal and hurriedly left with the check.

The man named Kai did not lie. He really gave him such a huge sum of money just to inquire about Brahil. He thought the other party would send someone to monitor him closely, but since that day, the man and his men seemed to have evaporated and never appeared in front of him again.

Jiang Li always felt that all this was like a dream. However, the check on the table and the white paper with a string of numbers were reminding him that all this was real.

Who is Kai? What is his purpose? What kind of connection does he have with Brahil...?

Jiang Li always felt that he had been involved in some strange vortex. He was just an ordinary little person, but he was accidentally pulled into this bizarre and weird world and met this mysterious man again.

"Five million, so much money, if you put it in one go, you won't have to worry about the rest of your life?" Jiang Li looked at the check and felt aroused in his heart: "Even if I really die in the mission, I will leave this huge sum to my parents and I will have calculated the last bit of filial piety."

Jiang Li remembered that once he died during the mission, his existence in reality would be erased. Then no one would remember himself, including his parents and grandfather. Thinking of this, he felt extremely sour in his heart.

Jiang Li called the bank to make an appointment to withdraw money. Three days later, he took out all the money in the card, and applied for a new card, saving three million. As for the remaining 1.8 million, he anonymously raised funds to some public welfare foundations to help out-of-school children and rescue stray animals. There was still 200,000 left by himself in case of emergency needs.

He put his bank card in an envelope and went to a "Time Post Office". Here he could store the client's letters, and after a certain period of time, he would send them to the address designated by the other party. Jiang Li has been set up for two years. If he really disappeared from the world silently, the letter would be automatically sent to his parents' hands in two years.

In the letter, Jiang Li lied that he was his father's patient, and in order to repay his life-saving grace, he sent them money in this way. Although the family is well-off and is not short of money, even so, Jiang Li still wanted to leave the money to his parents. As for how his parents deal with the money, he didn't care much.

"I'm really trash. I didn't make a penny, and I even borrowed other people's east wind to fulfill my filial piety." After walking out of the post office, Jiang Li looked at the bright sunshine outside and smiled mockingly. Now his family is abroad. Looking at the photos posted by his mother in his circle of friends, Jiang Li liked and left a message: Have fun.

He walked on the street and seemed to remember something. So Jiang Li picked up his cell phone and called Mo Cai.

"What wind is blowing today? Are you still the rooster I know?" In a high-end restaurant, Mo Cai held the menu in his hand and looked at Jiang Li in surprise: "Lao Jiang, don't scare me. I have known you for so long and haven't seen you take such a generous move... Have you won the prize?"

"In a sense, you really guessed it right." Jiang Li looked at the menu and said without raising his head.

"Wow, is it true? How many have you won? Judging from the level of this restaurant, and my understanding of you, I will win at least five million! Otherwise, you wouldn't be willing to treat me to such expensive Western food, at most roadside spicy hotpot." Unfamiliar stood up from the position and patted Jiang Li on the shoulder.

"I was kidding, so I won five thousand yuan. I took it out to treat you today." Jiang Li immediately made up an excuse when he saw the other party take it seriously. He is a friend, but he is a little stupid and believes whatever he says.

"Wow, the iron tree is blooming, the mute is talking. I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could still have such an expensive meal, and it was yours." Mo Jian sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I want to have two steaks today!"

"Well, all of them are arranged." Jiang Li called the waiter and pointed to the menu to start ordering: "This steak is served three times."

"Roasted Norwegian salmon with creamy pineapple sauce, French truffle gras sauce, red wine roasted lamb saddle with bolete and black truffle, all of them are the same. I recommend today's dessert... OK, so I'll have two of this ones." Jiang Li looked at the menu seriously, thinking that he might die in the next mission, so he naturally had to have a hearty meal for Mocha.

Moqian on the other end was already scared by the sky-high price on the menu. He thoughtfully said that Jiang Li had ordered no less than 3,000 yuan in this section of the meal. The other party Youyou closed the menu and ordered another bottle of extremely expensive red wine.

Watching the waiter leave, Mo Cai took out his cell phone and began to check the balance in his account: "The food here is too expensive. There are only five or six thousand and six thousand. Lao Jiang, don't you bring enough money, right?"

"Don't worry, I asked you for it, of course I won't let you spend money." Jiang Li smiled and held his hand: "You're responsible for eating today."

While dining, Mo Jie looked at Jiang Li, and his tone calmed down from the excitement at the beginning: "Lao Jiang, what's wrong with you recently? From last week to now, I think you are weird. I don't know why, looking at your actions, it feels like explaining your funeral..."

Hearing him say this, Jiang Li's knife and fork stagnated for a while. He was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "It's nothing. Just stay at home and play games and buy lottery tickets like usual. I won the prize. After I exchanged the prize, I turned my face and came out to treat you to a meal."

He awkwardly cut the steak and urged Mo Jian: "Eat it quickly, this Western food is expensive, and after passing this village today, there will be no such store."

"Oh, thank you for treating me to dinner." Mo Cai smiled silly, and said while cutting the steak: "I have lived for twenty-four years and haven't eaten such a good thing."

Although his profession is an embalmer and has a considerable income, in addition to part of his rent expenses, Mochai used his only money to donate to charity funds for charity, and he would buy some food for stray cats and dogs on weekdays. Jiang Li's previous kindness was also influenced by him. Therefore, Mochai was very poor on weekdays, and except for occasionally spending money to look good, he basically would not spend too much on food and drink.

"X, eat open today." Thinking of his friendship with Mo Cai for so many years, he didn't have much time to live. After drinking a few glasses of red wine, Jiang Li was also a little over. He rubbed his sore nose and wrapped himself in Mo Cai's shoulders: "If there is a next life, we will be brothers."

"Well, you don't have to be a brother. I want to be a girl in the next life, so why not be a sister?" Mo Cai didn't drink well. After drinking a few drinks, the two of them were so dizzy that they couldn't speak clearly.

Jiang Li spent more than 6,000 yuan on this meal, which was more than his money for live broadcasts in a month. But now for him, this money is nothing.

Seeing Jiang Li take out his bank card from his wallet without hesitation, swipe the card, sign it, and do it in one go, Uncai smiled foolishly and put it on his shoulder, saying that today was the happiest day he had.

"The things in this restaurant are so authentic. They must be opened by foreign chefs." Mo Cai burped.

"It seems like you often eat Western food, and it's authentic." Jiang Li smiled and looked back at the restaurant: "But then again, the dishes in this restaurant are indeed delicious. But this restaurant is not run by foreigners, but Chinese. I have seen it in advertisements, and it seems to be a Dai chain enterprise... Anyway, it's the leader in the domestic catering industry."

Not long after the two left, a black business car parked at the entrance of the Western restaurant.

The handsome man sitting in the back row wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses looked at Jiang Li and Mo Jian who disappeared into the darkness and slowly took off his glasses.
Chapter completed!