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

Lila was dumbfounded. "Hey, hey, hey, what exactly did you leave inside me...?"

Thank you so much to the three generous donors: [Tang Bushou], [Jiuyou Gongzi], and [Shuxing Shen]! And thank you to everyone else for your monthly tickets! I'm incredibly grateful!

Chapter 52 Indiana, Polis City [Monthly Ticket, Understand]

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After clearly hearing what Ding Ze said, Abruzzi and Ron immediately realized that the person on the other end of the phone was the policewoman from the previous household.

Realizing this, Abruzzi and his companion could then reasonably explain Ding Ze's act of slipping two wads of US dollars into the policewoman's purse before leaving that house last night.

However, another question arose.

Ding Ze had clearly anticipated that FBI agents would question the policewoman, and it seemed he was waiting for this to happen...

why?

Abruzzi and Ron exchanged knowing glances.

Ron didn't speak, but gestured anxiously to Abruzzi to ask.

After all, the FBI is no joke!

Abruzzi was also a bit confused, unable to understand Ding Ze's actions. After a slight hesitation, he spoke up and asked Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, do you know the FBI agent in charge of arresting us?"

Ding Ze, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, shook his head with a smile. "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

After a pause, Ding Ze added, "For now."

"???" Abruzzi didn't understand. "Then what's your purpose in doing this?"

“Agent Mahone is a veteran FBI agent, and a very smart and persistent guy,” Ding Ze explained, knowing that Abruzzi and Ron were confused. “He will keep chasing us and won’t give up until he catches us.”

“If that’s the case, we won’t be able to live, so we have to deal with him.”

"Of course, killing him is useless; it will only attract more agents."

“Since we can’t kill him, we have to take another approach. That is, not only do we have to make him give up the pursuit of us, but we also have to make him announce to the FBI and the outside world that we all died during the escape.”

"!!!!" Abruzzi hadn't forgotten Ding Ze's words from last night that they had to die once. "How?"

Ding Ze laughed, “I have something on him. The key problem is that threatening him directly now won’t be very effective. He’s actually quite ruthless. If we push him too far, he’ll definitely do something desperate.”

"We need to show him our capabilities first, make him chase us for a while longer, and find more bodies..."

"When the time is right, talk to him and make a deal."

As for what the deal was, neither Abruzzi nor Ron were fools; they naturally understood.

It's due to understanding.

Both of them were somewhat surprised.

Ron couldn't help but speak up, asking incredulously, "Mr. Ding, when the time is right, are you confident you can get him to cooperate? He's an FBI agent."

“Ron, I’ve always believed that anyone in this world can be bought off for the right price,” Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke. “What do you think?”

Ron: "..."

Abruzzi: "..."

this moment.

For some reason, Ron and Abruzzi couldn't help but feel a chill and were speechless.

Ding Ze didn't care and didn't say anything more.

Before dawn, in the slightly chilly air, the three headed toward Sacred Heart Hospital.

-

Detective Lan acted swiftly.

It's 3:30 in the morning.

After a high-speed drive, Detective Lan arrived at Fox River State Penitentiary and Pope's office.

Pope had already received a call from Agent Lan and had been waiting for a long time, having prepared all the prisoners' information.

Without wasting time, Agent Lan exchanged a few pleasantries with Pope before recounting Mahone's analysis of DB Cooper to him. "Warden, how many prisoners in this prison meet the criteria I mentioned?"

Ding Ze and Abruchi successfully escaped from prison, and about 26 hours have passed since then.

For the past twenty-six hours, Pope has been extremely anxious and frustrated, wishing that Ding Ze and Abruzzi would be caught by the FBI or shot dead on the spot.

Upon hearing this.

Without even a second thought, Pope immediately and eagerly replied, "There's only one: Charles Westmoreland."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pope quickly flipped through the prisoner's file, found Westmoreland's file, and handed it to Agent Lan.

As Detective Lan took the document, she couldn't help but feel that it was a bit too easy. "Aren't there any other prisoners who fit the bill?"

“No,” Pope answered with certainty. “I know all the prisoners in this jail very well. If anyone is DB Cooper, it can only be Charles Westmoreland. In fact, almost everyone in this jail has heard at least once that Charles Westmoreland is DB Cooper.”

After saying that, driven by his eagerness to help, Pope followed up by asking, "Agent Lan, I know Westmoreland very well. If you think you can catch Ding Ze and Abruzzi through him, you might as well ask me first what you want to know."

"I might be able to tell you directly, so you don't waste your time on Westmoreland. That old man is very stubborn and there's a high chance he won't say anything."

so far.

Detective Lan indeed revealed almost no intelligence to Pope.

There is no other reason.

Different departments, this is normal practice.

Otherwise, if everything is shared casually, how will the credit be divided in the end?

Agent Lan shook her head. "I want to talk to this Westmoreland first."

Pope, having spent decades in law enforcement, knew perfectly well that Agent Lan didn't want him involved. He gave a silent, cold laugh and said without further ado, "Fine."

'If you like wasting time, then go ahead and waste it. Let's see how you beg me for it later,' Pope thought to himself as he replied.

Things unfolded exactly as Popper had predicted.

When questioned by Agent Lan, Westmoreland either answered that he didn't know, remained silent, or said that he couldn't remember, or even said that he had amnesia... In short, he had an attitude of 'I'm not telling you anything'.

Agent Lan had no choice but to go to Pope, who claimed to know Westmoreland very well, looking dejected.

Pope was somewhat smug, though of course he didn't show it on his old face. "Agent Lan, you wasted more than an hour. If Ding Ze and Abruzzi had run at full speed for that hour, they could have covered at least a hundred kilometers."

Feeling embarrassed and annoyed at being directly contradicted, Detective Lan said, "Warden, this is not the time to say such things. As you said, we have no time to waste. Please tell me your thoughts."

Popper smiled faintly, having slapped them in the face enough, and had no intention of provoking them any further.

Agent Ran questioned Westmoreland about what had happened. Pope, knowing what Agent Ran wanted to know, replied, "His daughter, Anna Westmoreland."

“Charles Westmoreland doesn’t care about most things, but if there’s one thing he really cares about, it’s his daughter.”

"I'm certain that the deal Ding Ze made with him must be related to Anna!"

"You think Ding Ze took the five million dollars? If that's true, then one of the things Ding Ze did with Charles was that Ding Ze had to give Anna a share of that money."

"If you find Anna, you should be able to find Ding Ze."

Detective Lan wasn't stupid; she had actually considered this possibility.

However, Charles Westmoreland knew nothing about it, and she couldn't confirm it.

Then, she was indeed not as shrewd as Ma Hong.

now.

According to Pope...

"Thank you!" Detective Lan said, then quickly took out her phone and called Ma Hong.

After listening, Ma Hong paused for a moment, then his shrewdness became apparent. "Anna Westmoreland is very likely ill, and seriously ill at that, perhaps even one that doesn't give her much time left to live, like cancer or something!"

"You should check with the hospital first!"

Agent Lan wanted to ask where this hypothesis came from, but Ma Hong hung up the phone after speaking, so she had no choice but to swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue and instead contact the FBI Chicago office.

Investigating this matter is not difficult.

Only about twenty minutes had passed.

Detective Lan then had the results and informed Mahone: "Anna Westmoreland has esophageal cancer, late stage, and is currently receiving treatment at Sacred Heart Hospital in Indianapolis!"

Ma Hong had just fully regained consciousness. "Are you still here?"

"The bureau just called and said they're still here."

"Okay, contact Boris immediately and send local police to surround Sacred Heart Hospital. Keep a close eye on Ding Ze, Abruzzi, and Ron. Report immediately if they appear! Remember, do not make any rash moves. Ding Ze and his men have guns. Ding Ze will kill without hesitation! I'm heading there right now!"

Finished the order.

pat.

Ma Hong hung up the phone, picked up his luggage, and rushed out of the room.

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at the same time.