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Abruzzi nodded. "I've found out. I'll have someone send you the information."

“Okay, now that we’ve found out, let’s arrange for people to go to New York in batches tomorrow. Once they’ve all arrived, let me know and I’ll go over there,” Ding Ze said.

"it is good."

After chatting for a while, Ding Ze took the documents, got into the car, and drove Janet back to the Lijing Seaside Hotel.

On the road.

Janet curiously flipped through the thick document, becoming more and more excited as she read.

no way.

This is a file on gangs, filled with information about gang members, including addresses of gang leaders, family members, and so on.

The world of gangsters is so interesting, it's impossible not to get excited. (hux.com)

"By the way, did you do this when you first came to Miami?" Janet asked curiously, since she had nothing better to do. "I remember back then, Miami was a bloodbath, and a lot of people died."

Ding Ze grinned and nodded. "Pretty much, but we were pretty poor back then. It was just me, John, and some of the Abruzzi family members who were willing to come to Miami."

Janet smiled. "I wouldn't say you're poor. Speaking of which, tell me about your story with John. I only know the gist of it. John was originally a mob boss, so how did he become so devoted to you?"

“I’m awesome,” Ding Ze replied casually.

“Seriously, I know you all escaped from Fox River State Penitentiary. Wait, you two aren’t related, are you?” Janet said, deliberately exaggerating.

Ding Ze knew Janet was being mischievous, so he promptly slapped her on the head. "What's going on in your head?"

“Hehe, a bunch of random stuff. Come on, tell me your story with John,” Janet said coquettishly.

Ding Ze sighed helplessly, but he was indeed driving and had nothing else to do. "Alright, the story is actually very simple. When we were at Fox River State Penitentiary, I told him I could help him escape. In return, he would have to work for me."

"As for your claim of being completely convinced, that only came about after a series of events and deaths in Chicago, when John fully realized what I was capable of."

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"Before that, he had considered killing me more than once."

Janet was taken aback. "Huh? Is that so?"

Ding Ze nodded. "There's nothing we can do about it. It's normal for people to be restless in the early stages of a startup. It's all in the past now. At most, I'll just give him a hard time occasionally in the future."

Janet: "...I suddenly realize that you're quite petty."

“Of course,” Ding Ze replied matter-of-factly, “So don’t offend me.”

Janet paused for a moment, then said, "I will."

The two of them bickered all the way.

We arrived at the Lijing Seaside Hotel.

In the lobby, Rita was still busy.

Ding Ze smiled, had a good idea, and walked straight over. "Rita, how about we take tomorrow off? It's Saturday, so bring the kids and invite Dexter and his sister. I'll treat you to a boat trip, what do you say?"

Rita was taken aback. "Huh?"

Ding Ze laughed, "I'm probably going to another city in a couple of days, and I was thinking we should get together before I leave."

“I see,” Rita understood, and after thinking for a moment, “I’ll ask Dexter to see if he has time.”

Rita replied, then paused, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Mr. Anderson, do you know Dexter's sister, Debra?"

Ding Ze smiled and nodded, "Of course, Debra is a great beauty, just like you, so of course I know her."

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Janet: "....."

Rita glanced at Janet next to Ding Ze, feeling a little embarrassed. "Mr. Anderson, you really know how to joke around."

"Haha, that's settled then. You know my room number. Once you've confirmed it, call me," Ding Ze said without elaborating further.

“Okay,” Rita nodded obediently.

soon.

Ding Ze and Janet entered the elevator.

Janet didn't quite understand. "It seems like you're deliberately provoking Dexter, just for fun?"

“You could say that, but not entirely. But generally speaking, it’s definitely because it’s fun,” Ding Ze replied, then added, “Speaking of fun, let’s get up a little earlier tomorrow and go for a stroll around the Miami Police Department.”

Janet: "?????? What are you going to do?"

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill anyone. I just feel that now that I have money, it's time to give back to society and donate some money to the Miami Police Department to show my support."

Janet was skeptical. "Really? You must have another purpose."

Ding Ze laughed, "Janet, it's not good to be so suspicious."

Janet rolled her eyes at Ding Ze.

The elevator stopped, and the two stepped out.

at the same time.

Rita made a phone call to Dexter.

Dexter was focused on chopping up the game he had caught that night when he heard his phone vibrate. He took off his gloves and greeted the person in a perfectly normal tone, "Hey, all done?"

"Not yet, it will be a while. Have I bothered you?" Rita asked gently.

“No, no, what is it? Tell me,” Dexter said as usual, showing no trace of the person he had just been cutting.

That's how terrifying a highly intelligent, mentally unstable serial killer can be.

Rita had no idea what was happening on Dexter's end. "Well, Mr. Anderson just came back and invited us to go out to sea tomorrow..."

Rita repeated Ding Ze's words in detail.

After listening, Dexter found nothing wrong with it, but then a headache struck him as he began to ponder what Ding Ze was trying to do!

of course.

A headache is a headache.

Ding Ze's invitation was truly impossible to refuse.

Dexter paused for a moment, then responded in his usual tone, "I'm fine with it, but I'm not sure if Debra can go. I'll have to ask her; she might not be available."

"Okay, then tell me after you've asked, and I'll pass it on to Mr. Anderson."

"Row."

"Well, then I won't bother you anymore... Dexter, when you're done with work, do you have time to come to my house?" Rita asked in a slightly lower voice, her thoughts turning to that.

Dexter didn't react immediately. He looked at the dismembered body in front of him. "If I go over there, it might be quite late. Is that alright?"

Rita smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you after I take a shower."

Dexter finally realized what was going on. "Okay, that's all for now, bye-bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Dexter put his phone away, put his gloves back on, and said to the body parts in front of him with great regret, "I can't play with you any longer. I have to go have sex with my girlfriend. Sorry."

After saying that, Dexter grabbed the cleaver next to him and started working with it.

About twenty minutes later.

Done.

Dexter began cleaning with practiced ease, stuffing the body parts into large garbage bags and meticulously tidying up the scene. Then, carrying the garbage bags, he got into his car and drove towards the dock.

Upon arriving at the dock, they were transferred to a ship. Without wasting a moment, Dexter set sail for the designated body disposal point.

Thump, thump, thump.

All the garbage bags were sunk into the sea.

And with that, tonight's entertainment comes to an end.

A happy smile spread across Dexter's face.

After chuckling to himself for a while, Dexter sailed back to land, got into his car, and made a phone call to Debra as he drove toward Rita's house.

The call was answered quickly.

Dexter didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, mentioning Ding Ze's invitation.

Debra flatly refused after hearing this, "Going out to sea? Are you kidding me? We haven't even caught the freezer truck killer yet, how can we have time to go on a trip now? Don't even mention me, you don't have the time either!"

In fact, there really wasn't time.

The problem is, Ding Ze invited me, so I can't refuse.

Dexter had no choice but to persuade him, "You should also take a day off and relax. Maybe you'll have a flash of inspiration and find a clue."

Dexter managed to persuade him quite a bit.

Finally, Debra, who was very dependent on her brother Dexter, agreed, "Alright, alright, I'll go, you're so long-winded."

Dexter smiled helplessly, "Then I'll pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"it is good."