Jones followed the car in front of him, leaving the Bowery and onto the Manhattan Bridge.
As Jones drove, he said to Jimmy, "Call Peter."
Jimmy took out his phone, found Peter's phone number and dialed it directly: "Peter, something went wrong. Raymond was caught in a van. We are tracking them. They have arrived at the Manhattan Bridge. Their purpose is not yet clear. land."
Peter: "Call Jones."
Jimmy: "Jones is driving, I'm taking the driver's seat."
Peter: "Jones, keep an eye on them and contact me after confirming the location. I will contact the Brooklyn field office to provide you with support."
Jones: "Okay, Peter, I'm not sure of their destination yet. I'll contact you when I'm sure."
After Jones finished speaking, he motioned for Jimmy to hang up the phone.
Because it was evening, it happened to be rush hour, and I was stuck in traffic for quite a while before I left the Manhattan Bridge and arrived in Brooklyn.
Jones drove his car and followed the van in front of him. The distance of three cars was not particularly obvious. Even if the van in front of them found someone following them, they would not be able to run away because it was rush hour and there were too many cars on the road.
Fortunately, they were followed without being discovered. After getting off the Manhattan Bridge, they turned and drove towards the south side of Brooklyn. This was the first time Jimmy saw the neighborhood situation in Brooklyn. It looked pretty good. He reported in some time ago. Even though I stayed in Brooklyn for one night, that time I was in the business district close to Manhattan, and the street scene I saw this time was deep into Brooklyn.
Although the genius had just darkened, there were already some people who looked not very serious on the road, but these had nothing to do with Jones and Jimmy. They had been following the van. Jones, who specialized in intelligence gathering, had very good driving skills and was in the traffic flow. Li never lost sight of the van in front of him, and finally arrived near Brighton Beach.
Jones watched the van in front of him turn into an alley. He had no choice but to park on the side of the road.
Jones said to Jimmy: "Jimmy, go down and see where the car is parked. It's not convenient for me to show up here."
Jimmy nodded, opened the passenger door and jumped out.
Jimmy got out of the car and came to the intersection of the alley and found the van parked inside, next to a 5-story apartment building. Jimmy moved over and observed with his inner eye, and then he was shocked. This seemed to be a place similar to a casino. The second floor seemed to be connected to several houses. The rooms were connected together, and many people were surrounding several tables. , although you can't tell what's on the table, but judging from their behavior, it's most likely an underground casino.
Jimmy stared at the three people who were going up the stairs. They must be the people in the van just now. They finally stopped in a room on the third floor.
Jimmy took a closer look at the entrance. It was an iron door with a small window on it that could be opened from the inside. It should be an observation hole, so there was no way to go in and check.
Jimmy looked around and then exited the alley. He was not familiar with New York, but underground casinos must have a deep gang background to operate them. Getting too close would alert them.
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When Jimmy returned to the surveillance vehicle, Jones asked, "How was it?"
Jimmy: "Trouble, the van is parked inside. The people in the van must have gotten out of the car and entered the building. I looked around and there was only one entrance, but it was blocked by an iron gate and I couldn't see inside. It looks like this is a gang residence or activity place."
Jones: "This is Brighton Beach, also called Little Russia. If this is gang territory, it must be the territory of Russian gangsters. There can be no direct conflict. I will contact Peter first."
Jones called Peter and then hung up, "Jimmy, we are going to continue surveillance here today. The target is still Raymond, but don't conflict with the Russian boss. We may have to monitor it all night. We will take shifts. You can rest first." Take over from me in 3 hours."
Jimmy nodded, "Then you watch first, I'll go down and get some food."
Jones, a black man, is not safe in Little Russia at night. Jimmy, a Chinese, is relatively unsafe.
A little bit harmful.
Jimmy walked not far. There was an Lao Mo fast food truck at the intersection that was still open, but there didn't seem to be many people around. Jimmy bought a few cans and two cups of Coke, and carried them back to the surveillance vehicle.
[To be honest, I have been using @@ recently to read and catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
Jimmy built three chairs together, took off his suit, hung it up, and lay down directly on the chair. Because he had to be on duty later, he had to seize all the time to rest quickly. He couldn't eat before going to bed, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fall asleep. He would eat later when he woke up. Although it doesn't taste good when it's cold, this is not the time to worry about it.
At about 0:00 in the middle of the night, Jimmy was woken up. He took a bottle of mineral water from the side and got out of the car to wash his face and wake up. After returning to the car, Jones lay down on the chair that Jimmy had just shared and fell asleep.
Jimmy looked at it and saw that there were still two tuna, and he wanted to eat it cold. He wore headphones, ate the tiffin, and looked at the surveillance screen. Jones installed a temporary camera in the corner, and he could see the van and the iron. Door.
After Jimmy finished eating, he took two tissues from the side to wipe his hands. Suddenly he heard a muffled gunshot. Jimmy looked at the surveillance camera, but there was no movement. He opened the door in front of the car, walked to the passenger seat, and looked around. Look, what followed was a burst of gunfire, the sound of pistols coming from the nearby apartment building, where the underground casino was located.
Jimmy ran back to the car and patted Jones: "Jones, wake up, something happened."
Jones didn't sleep deeply and got up immediately. "What's up?"
Jimmy: "There were several gunshots coming from that apartment building."
Jones immediately sat in front of the surveillance camera. It had only been a few dozen seconds since the gunshots were fired. There was no movement at the iron door. After a while, the iron door suddenly opened and a group of people ran out, including men and women, wearing clothes. There are those in suits and some disheveled ones.
The camera Jones placed was a night vision camera, which could only capture them going out and running to the side of the road to disperse. I wonder if they could clearly capture their faces.
Jimmy came to the passenger seat, drew his gun and held it in his hand to be on guard. Fortunately, no one rushed over to steal the car.
Jones immediately dialed Peter's number. Although it was early in the morning, there was a gunfight here and he must be notified.
Jones: "Peter, something happened. There was a gun battle in the Russian gang's territory. Everyone inside ran out. There were too many people and I couldn't see clearly whether Raymond ran away."
Peter: "Call the police, hide and be safe."
Jones' phone was on loudspeaker, and Jimmy heard it. When Jones hung up the phone, Jimmy said, "Jones, how about I go do some reconnaissance."
Jones: "Wait a minute, the situation inside is completely unclear. It's too dangerous for you to go there now."
Jimmy: "Don't worry, I know it. There are no gunshots now. Just five minutes. I'll go in and have a look in five minutes."
North American gunslinger detective.
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