People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

Time flew by, and the waiter brought dinner.

Dinner was very lavish, with lobster, sashimi, Hokkaido Wagyu beef, and much more.

Ding Ze also ordered several bottles of the most expensive red wine here.

Soon, everyone started eating.

Before I knew it, I was full and satisfied.

"Janet, it's time to pay the bill," Ding Ze said to Janet with a smile.

Hearing this, Skyler and the others were startled again, finding it rather strange.

Janet is a very clever woman. She immediately smiled brightly and explained, "He's richer than me, but he usually doesn't carry any money with him when he goes out. I'm his wallet."

Tsk tsk.

Upon hearing this, Hank immediately gave Ding Ze a thumbs up, "Mr. Anderson, you are a lucky man."

Ding Ze laughed, "I think so too."

Janet called over a waiter, quickly took out a wad of cash from her bag—ten thousand US dollars—and handed it over.

This dinner was really expensive; with drinks included, it cost over eight thousand US dollars.

This price, including the tip, is about ten thousand.

“The rest is all yours,” Janet said to the waiter with a smile.

The waiter was overjoyed, beaming from ear to ear, and immediately thanked them repeatedly.

Watching this scene, Old Bai and Skyler were incredibly envious... a dinner costing ten thousand dollars...

Ten thousand US dollars would be enough for the White family to live on for several months...

A few minutes later.

The group left the restaurant and went to the roadside.

“Everyone, let’s get together again next time we come to Albuquerque,” ​​Ding Ze said with a smile, lighting a cigarette. “You’re all welcome to visit Miami as well.”

Upon hearing this, Lao Bai and the others responded with laughter.

We chatted for a little while.

"We have to go, our plane is waiting. See you another day," Ding Ze said goodbye.

“See you next time,” Janet said with a smile.

After saying that, the two got into the car and left.

The door of the restaurant.

Watching Ding Ze and the other person walk away, Mary couldn't help but say, "That Janet, she's just too perfect."

Hank wholeheartedly agreed, nodding. "Indeed, but I always feel there's something off about the two of them."

Old Bai actually felt the same way, but didn't say anything. He just asked, "Hank, what do you think is wrong?"

"Do you know what Will meant by what he just said?" Hank countered. "He meant that the plane was still waiting, not that they were rushing to catch it."

"If I understand correctly, they are going to the private jet, not the airport."

Old Bai hadn't quite grasped the implication and was taken aback. "Is that so?"

Hank nodded. "Well, so here's the question: they're all so rich they own private jets, why would they come here and buy a car wash that doesn't make much money?"

"The profit of that car wash is probably only enough for them to have a few dinners."

Old Bai sensed something was wrong here. After a brief silence, he spoke up, "Perhaps the hobbies of the rich are rather strange."

Hank chuckled, looking at Old White with a meaningful expression. "Do you know what kind of person would be this rich? A book vendor."

"Is there anything special about that car wash?"

Old Bai raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and hurriedly shook his head, somewhat flustered and annoyed, "That car wash has been run by Skyler and me for all these months, and it has absolutely nothing to do with Dupin."

Hank suspected there was something wrong with this. "I just can't figure it out."

Just then, Mary, who had just taken out her phone and searched online for Miami + Janet Austin and got the results, smiled smugly and held out her phone to Hank.

“You’re overthinking it. They’re just rich. Look,” Mary said with a smile, “Janet Austin is the chairman of the Austin Miami Group.”

"The entire Austin Group has a market value of nearly 100 billion US dollars. It owns many yachts, cargo ships, and shipyards, and has been operating for decades. It can't possibly be a book dealer."

Hank took the phone, looked at it carefully, and then still stubbornly insisted, "Then it's that Will Anderson who's the problem."

“I think you’re the one with the problem. Okay, get in the car and go home,” Mary said with a laugh.

Hank had no choice but to obediently say goodbye to the White family of three.

Not long after.

The two families got into their respective cars and headed home.

On the road.

Naturally, Lao Bai pondered Ding Ze's problem while driving.

After thinking it over and over...

Old Bai realized a possibility: if Ding Ze didn't care about the car wash at all, then what Ding Ze cared about must be something else.

For example... people.

who?

After Ding Ze bought the car wash, nothing else changed for the other staff at the car wash.

Only two things have changed.

He and Skyler.

Old Bai didn't think Ding Ze was after Skyler. After all, Skyler was just an ordinary middle-aged woman, while Ding Ze had a perfect fiancée like Janet.

So, they came for me?

'But why?' (End of Chapter)

Chapter 342 Returning to Miami, Night Talk

Albuquerque.

Old Bai had been thinking about it the whole way, but unfortunately, when he arrived at his doorstep, he still couldn't think of anything.

After all, I'm just an ordinary middle school teacher with an ordinary family, barely making ends meet... What could I possibly have that would make a rich man like Ding Ze interested in me?

Unable to figure it out, Lao Bai could only assume he was mistaken, sighed silently, and got out of the car to go home.

Not too far behind, one of the men Mike sent sat in his car and snapped a few photos.

Time flies.

Ding Ze and Janet arrived at the private airport, boarded the plane, and took off back to Miami.

It's about ten o'clock in the evening.

Albuquerque.

Mike walked into Uncle Fried Chicken's house with photos of the Walter White family and the Hank family.

Mike's men failed to take a picture of Xiao Fen. They tried to follow Ding Ze, but Ding Ze shook them off.

“Ding Ze was with these guys last night,” Mike said, sitting down across from Uncle Fried Chicken and spreading out the photos. “This bald guy is a DEA agent named Hank Schreid, and this seemingly ordinary man is Walter White, a high school teacher…”

Mike introduced the two families, Old White and Hank, one by one. "This Walter and his wife Skyler work at the car wash that Ding Ze bought."

“I looked into it and found out that the car wash was originally owned by a different person. Walter was working part-time at the car wash, working there for a few hours every day after school.”

"Then, it must have been during Ding Ze's first visit to Albuquerque that he bought the car wash, and subsequently promoted Walter to manager, handing the car wash over to Walter to manage."

"This Walter is a chemistry teacher..."

"Based on your guess... I think the person Ding Ze is grooming is Walter."

Mike rattled off a long explanation.

Uncle Fried Chicken stared blankly at Walter's photo for several seconds before asking Mike, "Is it possible for this Walter to be used to make rock candy?"

Mike paused for a moment, then said, “That’s the strange thing. According to my investigation, this Walter is a very honest man. He has been in Albuquerque for so many years and has no criminal record, only a few traffic violations.”

"His wife and children are also very ordinary."

"I can't see why he would make rock sugar."

Uncle Fried Chicken was quite shrewd. After a few seconds of silence, he thoughtfully said, "Just because it didn't happen before doesn't mean it won't happen in the future."

"Under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible for such an honest person to suddenly commit a crime. But under special circumstances, it is possible."

“For example?” Mike asked.

“For example, he’s going to die and wants to leave some money for his family,” Uncle Fried Chicken replied, “Go get his medical records… get all his family’s medical records.”

“Okay,” Mike readily agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Uncle Fried Chicken's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Hank's photo again.