We Are Police

Derek and Serina stopped and looked at each other in dismay.

The owner of the breakfast shop rushed over with a one hundred bill in his hand.

Derek subconsciously extended a protective arm to Serina.

The owner was slightly fat. Rolls of fat hung down his face because the bones there seemed to be unable to support it. It was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with.

"You two! This is fake money! You dare to use fake money in my shop. You are risking your neck!"

"Nonsense! It's obviously real!" Serina replied.

"If I say it's fake money, then it is! I didn't wrong you. Give me another bill! Hurry!" He gave an ultimatum.

"Well, since you said that the money is fake, shouldn't you show us some evidence? It's impossible to distinguish whether it's fake with the naked eye. You said it was fake, and I said it was true." Derek was very calm.

"So stubborn you are! Come back with me. Let's get the currency detector to check it!" The owner pointed to his breakfast shop.