Chapter 79 Five thousand yuan

Although Remark's office was air-conditioned, he was still sweating profusely after he answered the phone that afternoon.This is because of that phone call, which was made by Nielsen, Director of the Supervision Office of the bank's head office. "How are you, Remarque?" Nelson asked easily. "everything fine?" Remark swallowed with difficulty. "Very well, Director," he said, trying to keep his voice as normal as possible. "Everything is fine here." "I'm glad you said that," Nelson said. "I know it's a bit out of order to notify you like this, but our work is slower than expected, and I have to speed up, so I contacted you by phone. My people will come to you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, if you can make it easier for them , I am very grateful. You know, if you prepare the account there, they can save a lot of time and check it in the same day. Is it possible?"

Remarque's temples were pounding, and he hoped his voice would not be hoarse. "of course can." "So, no problem?" "no problem." "Okay, thank you very much, goodbye." "Goodbye," Remarque said. "Thank you for calling." In fact, Remarque is not grateful.The money in the bank was five thousand dollars short, and he, the manager, was responsible. It started out as simple as this: just "borrowed" a few hundred dollars to cover some business losses.When it comes to losses, once a start is made, it is impossible to make up for it.So the more the hole is filled, the bigger it gets.Now, the auditors are coming tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Remarque leaned back on the armchair, staring sullenly at the desk.He didn't even look up when his secretary came in with the letter.Miss Secretary is a cheerful person with a bright smile on her face, but when she saw the manager's expression, her smile disappeared. "Manager, are you feeling unwell?" He reached into the drawer and pulled out a packet of mint chips. "Just a little uncomfortable," he said with difficulty. "It doesn't matter." After the secretary left, he tossed a peppermint chip into his mouth, then a second, and a third, and he had to figure something out!His future in the banking world is up, let alone facing a criminal charge... Another clerk walks into his office.This time it was Harvey the cashier, a very formal, careful young man who had just been transferred but was determined to make his way up.

"Manager, are you free?" Remarque groaned.Obviously, he didn't even have time to think.However, during working hours, he, the bank manager, was responsible for handling any related matters.He took a breath and looked at Harvey kindly. "I'm free, what's the matter?" "Maybe I'm redundant, manager, but I think you should know about it" Yes, go ahead. " "It's about that Miss Jenny, manager," said Harvey. "She's just come here and wants five thousand dollars. She's got seven thousand dollars in the account."

Remark blinked.The Jenny Harvey refers to is an old lady who used to be an elementary school teacher, has retired, and now works part-time in a library.Her income is very limited. "She wants my bank to write a check?" Remark asked. Harvey shook his head. "She wants cash. I think maybe the manager should talk to her." "Did she appear distraught? Or agitated?" "No." Remarque thought: Strictly speaking, the matter of Miss Jenny has nothing to do with the bank.However, he found it a little suspicious.Maybe, Miss Jenny wants to invest... Although he is currently in a difficult situation, he still makes a decision. "Harvey, you're right."

"I just want to help." "Yes...well, Miss Jenny, please come in." Harvey asked Miss Jenny to come in, and she came in quickly.Sitting on a chair, she looked at Remarque questioningly with her pale blue eyes behind thick lenses. "It's about the money, isn't it, Mr. Remarque?" "Yes, Miss Jenny, I heard that your deposit is your life savings. Of course, the bank... cares a lot." "You needn't care," said Miss Jenny. "My pension and social welfare are enough for me to live on. In fact, the money is here, and I have no real use for raising some interest."

Remarque agreed with her. "Of course, I mean, have you been... er... coerced... by someone?" She blinked, said to him, "No," and smiled, adding, "I appreciate your concern, but it's not necessary, really. I'm actually giving money to my nephew, Bill." .He is going to invest in a new energy plan, which must be done in cash, because it is currently being carried out in secret." Remark froze all over.Although Bill didn't live here, he was famous here.The young man had frequent conflicts with the police, and everyone in the town knew about it. "I know what you're thinking," said Miss Jenny. "But you're wrong. Bill has repented. He's promised me that."

Remarque hesitated instead. "You'll have to forgive me, but it's unbelievable." "Maybe, but that's the way it is." Remarque changed tactics. "What is this new energy plan?" "I can't go into details," said Miss Jenny. "But it's related to the development of nuclear power for the sun, and Bill is very keen on it." Remark hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Miss Jenny, as a bank manager, I must say that what you do may be a big mistake." Miss Jenny nodded easily, and said, "Anyway, I want to thank you too. Now—can I withdraw my money?"

"Leaving aside the investment, it's dangerous to carry that much cash, you know, we've had a lot of robberies here lately," Remarque said. "I'm not worried, I'm just staying home and driving in from the city at night after Bill gets off work" She stood up. "Mr. Remark, thank you again for your concern." Remark stopped arguing and accompanied Miss Jenny to Harvey's counter to withdraw money.When he returned to the office, he felt that this was very absurd, and he was convinced that she had thrown the money into the water, and that was five thousand yuan——suddenly, he sat up and slammed his fingers on the table.etc!

How could it not have occurred to him—it had never occurred to him—that Miss Jenny lived alone in a white bungalow on the outskirts of town, where only a small part of the development had been made, which meant that the chances of being seen after dark were very small. Before dark, Remarque parked his car under a maple tree, one street away from the bungalow. He was convinced Miss Jenny's nephew wouldn't show up before dark for obvious reasons, Miss Jenny had said he was driving "tonight" instead of dusk, and she said he was after get off work, which meant Bill had work now , In that case, it is impossible to come from the city in advance.

Remarque sat in the car, feeling very uncomfortable, twisting and turning, body and conscience wrestling.Damn it, he hasn't done such an outrageous thing in his life, but he can't let this opportunity pass by.What a coincidence that Bill asked for the same amount of cash that he "borrowed", which could save his life.As for Miss Jenny, it did her no harm, as she said herself that she did not live on the money. Remarque looked at the sunset and touched the socks on his thighs. In half an hour, it would be dark...Suddenly, he saw a yellow car coming and turning into the path.He cursed softly, no! It's him!Remarque hadn't seen Bill for a long time, and now he had long hair and was quite fashionable.He carried his suitcase and strode confidently towards Miss Jenny's room. Remarque thought angrily: Bill wouldn't linger long after his aunt gave him money.It's too risky to start before dark.Even if you covered your face with socks, you might be seen by the neighbors, and that would cause trouble... Remarque just wanted Bill to talk to his aunt for a while. In less than fifteen minutes, Bill came out.He walked to the car with a big smile on his face, put the suitcase away, and drove away. Remark's heart sank, and he followed Bill's car listlessly.He once wanted to follow to the outskirts, force Bill to the side of the road, and then do it... Absurd!The whole plan is impossible in the first place, so why fantasize about it? At this time, a miracle happened.Because Bill suddenly turned into the parking lot of a small bar, Chang Remark was overjoyed and followed in.Bill obviously wants a drink and will be here for a long time.He got out of the car with his suitcase... Thirty minutes later, Bill came out of the bar. It was already dark, and unexpectedly, he was hit on the left temple, the suitcase in his hand was shot away, and he passed out on the ground. . The next morning, Remarque was full of energy, humming a song while getting dressed, had a particularly good appetite for breakfast, and left home for work half an hour earlier than usual.It only takes him a few minutes to put the money back in the vault. He failed to achieve his goal, because there was an unexpected visitor waiting outside the bank, and he was Sheriff Gard.When Remark approached, the police chief smiled apologetically and said, "Good morning, Remark, I know I'm early, but I plan to see you before you get busy." Remark felt worried for a while, but he quickly calmed down.The sheriff was laid-back and smiling, and besides, he wasn't very bright. When they entered the bank, Remarque forced a smile, led him into his office, asked him to sit down, and casually put the suitcase on the filing cabinet. "What's the matter, Sheriff?" he asked, sitting down behind his desk. The sheriff crossed his legs and said, "It's about Bill. He's Miss Jenny's nephew, you know." Remark frowned. "You mean he's back in town?" "Not only that, he pestered me for several hours last night, saying that he was beaten unconscious in the parking lot of the bar, and the five thousand yuan around him was robbed." Remark frowned even tighter. "Five thousand yuan!" "Yes," said the sheriff. "Bill swears that it was given by his aunt, and she wants to do some special business, as long as it is cash, and she also confirmed his words." He paused, "Remarque, you know what young people are like these days, as soon as they have If there is any difficulty, he will lie to others and use bitter tricks. Maybe his aunt thinks he should help him. So I want to talk to you. Do you know that Miss Jenny has recently withdrawn a large sum of money, or borrowed a large sum of money? " Remark relaxed. "She took it," he told the sheriff, "it was five thousand yuan yesterday afternoon." "Did you not persuade her? Persuade her not to take it?" "Of course I persuaded," Remarque said. "As soon as I heard that she wanted to withdraw so much cash, I persuaded her." He spread his hands, "What can I do? She must withdraw, and there is nothing I can do." The sheriff understood. "That may be true," he mused. "I mean her nephew being robbed. There have been several such incidents here recently." "Yes," Remarque said. The sheriff raised Erlang's legs again, resting his chin with his fingers, showing no intention of leaving. Remark felt very anxious.The sound outside the office indicated that the day's work had begun.He glanced at the suitcase and sighed quietly.The important thing was to get the money out of the office and get it back to the vault as soon as possible, he wouldn't risk leaving it on the filing cabinet.A bold idea came to my mind. Remarque stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do." He took the cash out of the suitcase and walked to the door of the office.Harvey appeared immediately. "What's the matter, manager?" "I decided to give the cashiers a little extra cash, just in case," Remarque said. "Split the money in these vaults equally among the windows." After Harvey left, Remark noticed that the sheriff was still deep in thought.He cleared his throat. "What's the matter, Sheriff?" The Sheriff froze for a moment, then stood up, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry. I just can't get rid of the idea that the whole thing is weird, sort of—" He broke off as Harvey walked into the manager's office again, The expression on his face was very strange, and he was still holding the banknote that Remarque gave him. Remark frowned. "What's the matter, Harvey?" "There's something wrong with these bills, manager," said the teller. "I don't understand. These banknotes were the ones I handed to Miss Jenny yesterday afternoon." He paused. "I—I thought that Miss Jenny would ignore your advice and still want to withdraw cash, so I decided to copy down a series of numbers while she was in your office, because there are a lot of numbers and the situation is special." He walked over and took the Money on manager desk. "You know, I try to be as careful and precise as possible in everything. God, Remarque knows it all too well. The sheriff may not have figured it out. However, the sheriff's eyes suddenly lit up, showing that his comprehension was higher than Remark imagined. At this moment, the smiling lady secretary poked her head into the office and said, "Manager, the auditor is here."