Bob had his hands cuffed behind his back, and he couldn't resist while sitting in the back seat. But when he saw that Jimmy still didn't take off his gloves even when he got to the car, his heart began to beat. This was not a good sign.
Jimmy took Bob to the industrial area in the south of the city. There were several abandoned factories here. Although he remembered them when he was seconded to Dallas, in places like the United States, abandoned factories in industrial areas are not so easy to rebuild. They should still be there. .
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Fortunately, not only have the abandoned factories here not been demolished, but there are two more. At least the number in Jimmy's memory does not match the current abandoned factories.
Jimmy turned around first, then turned the car and entered a factory in the middle. It looked a little more dilapidated, and the rusted steel frame could be seen from the outside.
It would be most appropriate to drive directly into the large factory building in the middle of the factory. Jimmy carefully made sure that there were no homeless people here.
After opening the back door and pulling Bob out, Jimmy stood in front of Bob and looked up and down to make sure there was nothing wrong and that it would not suddenly snap and cause trouble for himself.
Bob also turned his head and looked around. He was not covered. He had already memorized the route when he drove here. At the same time, he was shocked by Jimmy's completely indifferent attitude.
Under what circumstances would a kidnapper not care whether the kidnapped person can see the face or the route?
Bob is also a local and knows the situation in Dallas very well. He has thought too much along the way, so much that he almost scared himself to death.
Jimmy looked at Bob. He still looked very calm. He was worthy of being the boss in Dallas, and his mental quality was really good.
Jimmy: "Have you finished reading?"
Bob turned to look at Jimmy: "Who are you? I have no grudges against your Triads, right?"
Jimmy: "You know who I am?"
Bob: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a stick. Are you going to do activities in Dallas?"
Jimmy didn't expect that Bob could think so much, "You don't need to know, Bob, we have a long time to talk slowly, don't be anxious. Sit down."
Bob didn't look for anywhere and sat down on the spot.
Jimmy pulled out the python from his clothes, and while removing the bullet, he asked: "Give you a choice, should we play a small game first or interrogate first?"
Bob: "Don't do these unnecessary things. What do you want to know?"
Jimmy looked at Bob. This guy was a bit of a bachelor. "Your warehouse, your goods." Jimmy didn't rush to ask about his goal, but chose to help Thorsten get some credit first, so that he could better cooperate with him by getting some benefits.
Bob frowned. He originally thought this time was a personal grudge or a land grab, but now it seems that it is not that simple. "Which gang are you from? Who sent you?"
Jimmy: "Answer my question."
Bob shut up. Although the warehouse and goods are not as important as his life, they are almost enough. If you lose these things, even if you don't die today, the higher ups will cause trouble. Then it may really be worse than death. .
Jimmy looked at Bob and shook his head: "I just want to save some energy. If you tell me, you can avoid being tortured. It will be good for everyone, what do you think?" Looking at Bob who still didn't speak, Jimmy continued: " You don’t think I can’t interrogate, do you?”
Jimmy put the revolver back into the holster, took out the pistol from Bob's bedside table from his pocket, pulled the slide to confirm that the bullet was loaded, and then pointed it at his leg, "This is your gun, not mine. Fingerprints, you understand?”
Bob's eyes widened. Shouldn't the interrogation begin with a beating? Why so direct?
Jimmy: "Let's talk about one part first. We have plenty of time. You can delay it as long as you want, but as long as I fire a shot and don't stop your bleeding, you will only live for a few minutes at most. Based on your weight, you will bleed to death. The speed will be very fast.”
Bob hurriedly said: "Okay, okay. Don't shoot, let's talk. Haven't you been in California all the time? Why come to Texas? There are only 20,000 to 30,000 Chinese here."
Jimmy: "I'm not interested in this territory."
Bob: "So you want to make money? I can give you part of it. It's just for you. It's not a gang. I won't tell anyone."
Jimmy: "You are rich? You live in such a shabby place?"
Jimmy put the gun back and looked at Bob: "How can you say that you are also the person in charge of Dallas, and you just live with a little brother in a cheap small apartment like that?"
Bob: "That's just a temporary resting place, not mine. What conditions do you want to let me go? 500,000, I can pay 500,000."
Jimmy: "Not enough."
Jimmy bargained with Bob, and when the price reached 1.2 million, he stopped raising the price.
Jimmy: "Okay, the chatting time is over for now, let's continue. Where are your warehouse and goods?"
Bob's expression changed from the relaxed one he had just bargained with. He originally thought he could really buy his own life.
Jimmy: "The warehouse and goods belong to others. Your life is your own. You need to think carefully."
Bob: "Okay, I'll give you the money, and if you let me go, I'll give you the warehouse."
Jimmy was noncommittal: "One code, one code, tell me where the warehouse is first."
Bob: "Uptown, a warehouse on Washington Street next to a garage."
Jimmy: "Very good, we have a good start." He opened the trunk, took out a bottle of water, and gave Bob a sip. "Are all your goods in there?"
Bob nodded and Jimmy continued, "How often do you make deliveries?"
Bob shook his head: "We can't say that."
Jimmy capped the bottle and threw it back in the car. "Who is your superior? Where is he?"
Bob: "Brother, I can give you money. Let me go. It will be good for all of us. If you want to come, I can cooperate with you to take over the land around Chinatown. I am very sincere."
Jimmy took out Bob's gun and fired a shot at the ground, hitting Bob right on the thigh. The sound of the gunshot echoed in the factory. This abandoned factory was quite large, so the sound of gunfire was not a big problem. "Are you betting that I can't shoot? Huh?"
Bob shrank his legs, "Don't shoot! Don't!"
Jimmy: "I can spare your life, but you still have to tell me the information I need. Don't worry, I won't tell others that you said it."
Bob shook his head and shook his upper body: "Everyone works for the gang. You can't do this. I can't betray my brothers."
Jimmy: "Who is your superior? Where is he? Tim Sparks?"
Bob: "No, no, I can't get to him, Mo Davis, he's in Houston."
Jimmy: "Who did you see last night?"
Bob had an obviously surprised expression on his face. Was he being followed yesterday? Not found at all.
Jimmy repeated the question, Bob: "I've met a lot of people, I don't know which one you're talking about."
Jimmy: "Middle-aged man with short blond hair, white, 180-185cm."
Bob swallowed. It seemed that he was indeed targeted yesterday, "Danny Davis, Mo's brother."
Jimmy: "Mo's place."
Bob: "A nightclub on Fanny Street in Midtown. He usually went there and occasionally met at the Episcopal church. That's all I know."
Jimmy: "Very good. You're so cooperative that I'm embarrassed to shoot you. The last question is your transportation route."
Bob: "The trucks transport the cars once every two weeks, and the pick-up point is at the logistics center. Okay, I've said it, you can let me go."
Jimmy shook his finger: "It's not time yet, you haven't paid yet."
Bob: "Okay, I'll give you money and you let me go."
Jimmy nodded: "Of course, but you still need to pay a price. Don't worry, you won't die."
Bob thought he was just pretending to be injured. As long as he didn't die, it wouldn't be a big problem. "There is a safe in the warehouse, 701226, this is the password."
Jimmy nodded, took out the zip ties from the back pocket of his pants, put Bob's legs together, and tied his feet. "Wait here."
Jimmy picked up the bullet casings on the ground, got in the car and left the factory. On the road, he called Torsten and asked him to meet outside. However, before meeting, Jimmy planned to go to Bob's warehouse to take a look.
Fortunately, it was not far away. Jimmy came outside the warehouse and carefully checked the space inside to make sure there was no surveillance. Then he took out Bob's key from his pocket and opened the rolling door after a few tries.
This is a quite large street warehouse, not a mini warehouse. After Jimmy entered, he looked through several wooden boxes in the corner, and then walked to the corner, where a vertical safe was placed.
Jimmy checked, entered the password, and successfully opened the safe. Bob is such a good guy that he actually gave me the real password in order to survive.
Jimmy looked at the contents of the safe. The safe had two floors. The upper space was smaller and contained some jewelry and other items. For gangsters, it goes without saying that these things must be stolen goods. The lower part was placed Neat cash.
Jimmy didn't count the money, but got up and looked around. There was no bag, only a few pieces of clothing. He took a piece of clothing, put the money in it, wrapped it, and then closed the safe. He didn't finish it, but always left some for Torsten and the others to hand over, and to replenish their small treasury.
The boxes next to them were opened, and there were several pistols and bullets in a small box. Jimmy thought about it, put the money for clothes on the small box, moved it out of the warehouse, and put it in the trunk of the car.
When Jimmy came out this time, he brought his own guns and revolvers, which were all registered, which was often inconvenient. Although he didn’t know whether the guns here had been used or whether there were records, but at least they were better than Your own gun should be easier to use.
I went back to the warehouse and checked again to make sure I didn't leave anything behind. Then I left the warehouse, closed the rolling shutter door, and drove away.
Jimmy sat in the cafe, ordered a cup of coffee, and killed time with a newspaper. Soon, Thorsten also came in, looked around, and then came and sat down opposite Jimmy.
Thorsten: "How's it going, Jimmy? Did you get anything?"
Jimmy nodded, "Order some coffee first and let's talk slowly."
Thorsten placed his order and waited for the coffee to be brought before Jimmy spoke: "Bob is at the abandoned factory. You can bring him back later if you plan to arrest him. Also, find out his warehouse and transportation routes." What are you going to do?"
Thorsten is really a little numb. It's only been a day. Why don't you do it so quickly? Not only did they find Bob, but they also obtained intelligence, including the warehouse and transportation routes?
Is it because Jimmy is too powerful or is this group of people too useless? What they have never been able to solve is so easily solved by Jimmy? Is the gap between DEA and FBI so big?
Thorsten didn't reply, but looked at Jimmy, looking up, down, left and right, where was the gap?
Jimmy was a little confused when he stared at him: "What's wrong with you?"
Thorsten shook his head and sighed, "You are really amazing. You got it done so quickly. Where is your goal?"
Jimmy: "Not here. Bob can't contact the person above. His upper line is in Houston, Mo Davis."
Thorsten thought thoughtfully, "It's such a familiar name. I should have heard of it. I'll check it out when I get back."
Jimmy: "What are you going to do here?"
Thorsten: "Bob can't handle it. There's no evidence. Oh, what a pity. It's such a good opportunity."
Jimmy: "Then sweep one of his warehouses. Just say it was reported by an informant. Don't tell me. The method used this time is not very good."
Thorsten: "I guessed it, that's okay. Scanning a warehouse can also give them pain."
Jimmy looked around and saw that there was no one next to them. He whispered the location of the warehouse, but he did not give Thorsten the key or the safe code. As for how he got a search warrant to seize the warehouse, it had nothing to do with Jimmy.
Jimmy: "You handle it as soon as possible. I will release the person later. I won't leave you much time."
Thorsten looked at his watch, considered it, and said, "Give me three hours."
Jimmy nodded: "ok."
Thorsten put a note under the coffee cup, stood up and left. Jimmy waited for a while and also left the coffee shop.
There was still time to spare, so he first bought a backpack, found a place where no one was, put money and guns into the bag, destroyed the boxes and clothes he took out from the warehouse, and then returned to the abandoned factory.
Seeing a food truck on the road, Jimmy bought two pieces of food and took them with him to the abandoned factory.
Bob was still in place, and with his hands and feet tied, the only way he could leave was to jump out, which he didn't dare to do yet.
If Jimmy could get him out of bed, he would naturally be able to do other things. He had already cooperated with Jimmy just now, so there was no need to anger him now. He could just wait here for Jimmy to return.
If you can't wait for him to come back, you can find a way to leave, and it won't be short of such a short time.
When Jimmy came back, he saw Bob lying on the same spot. Seeing that Bob hadn't moved much, Jimmy didn't bother him. He stretched out his hand to pull him up, took out a folding knife, cut off the tie on his hand, and handed the food to him. Giving him one, "For the sake of making me a fortune, here's yours, dinner."
Bob actually said thank you, then took the taco and wolfed it down.
Jimmy took out another zip tie, this time tying his hands in front, "Idle time is free, let's talk casually. Bob, tell me about the territory here in Dallas."
Bob had completely thought about it. As long as he could stay alive, he had paid so much price, so he didn't care to talk anymore. The two just sat on the ground and chatted. Jimmy also took out the cigarette case and gave him a cigarette.
Jimmy's topic made Bob more sure of his thoughts. Jimmy, a Chinese, is obviously the front man of the Chinese gang. They must be planning something. They are probably planning to enter Dallas directly and occupy a piece of territory here. The only thing he's not sure about is that there aren't many Chinese Americans here in Dallas. Generally, Chinese gangsters grab territory in places with the largest Chinese population.
For the territory, his own life was obviously more important, so Bob did not hide anything. While smoking, he told Jimmy about the various forces in the Dallas-Fort Worth metropolitan area.
After chatting for a while, Jimmy suddenly said: "Bob, your goods are gone. Can Mo Davis let you go?"
Bob said casually: "Of course not, so I have to run away." After saying that, he realized what he was doing and stared at Jimmy immediately. Damn it, let it slip.
Jimmy looked at Bob's nervous expression and wanted to laugh a little. He was indeed the boss. Although he was not the biggest boss in the gang, he could still be considered a person with territory. He is actually like the Razor in New York, he will run away when the situation is bad.
Jimmy thought about it, and he didn't plan to kill him originally. He just wanted to add some performance to Torsten's side. Since he was ready to run away, let's not waste it. Let's refer to what Razor did.
Jimmy got up and walked out of the factory. He took his mobile phone and found Ray's number in the FBI's Dallas office, and asked Ray to meet here. Of course not inside the factory, but outside.
Although I don’t know which group Lei is currently in charge of, being the boss of a small gang like this is always useful. Ray was the agent that Lambert arranged to cooperate with Jimmy when he was seconded to Dallas. However, Ray was injured during a cash truck robbery.
Jimmy met and chatted with Ray and asked him to wait outside. After Jimmy left, he would go in and arrest people.
Jimmy had the best of both worlds and handed Bob over to Ray. He also asked for confidentiality and only said that he was informed by an informant to arrest the person.
As for what Ray can do after getting Bob, it has nothing to do with Jimmy. Just like Luyinzi, Jimmy had no involvement in the deal between him and Razor. Anyway, Razor escaped unscathed in the end.
Jimmy went back to the hotel to rest, packed his luggage and drove out the next day, leaving Dallas and heading straight to Houston.
The Azte Gang is well-known, but they also know that they are a thorn in the eyes of federal agencies, so the whereabouts of the gang leaders are very secretive. Torsten did not find relevant information from the DEA database, otherwise Jimmy would not need to do this. Investigated upwards.
Now he has found clues to the leader in Houston. The gang leader of the fourth largest city in the United States and the first in Texas is not far from the leader of Azte Top.
In Houston, Jimmy had no acquaintances at all, and he had to rely on himself later. Jimmy couldn't help but feel a little nervous and a little excited.
