Jimmy came to the car, kicked the gun aside, dragged the man back into the building, and threw it into the Eagle's room.
Jimmy threw him next to the twitching eagle on the ground, "Stop! Stop barking! Who are you?"
When Jimmy saw that he was still wailing, he slapped him in the face twice, and this finally stopped the harsh sound.
Jimmy held the gun in his right hand and hung it by his leg, looking at the captured man: "Tell me, who are you?"
"David."
Jimmy: "Where's him?"
David turned his head and glanced at the eagle lying on the ground, "Eagle."
Jimmy: "Who is your upline?"
David covered his wound and said nothing, and Jimmy did not tie his hands. They had already searched him just now. He had no weapons and his legs were shot. How could he resist?
Jimmy: "You two have been shot. If you don't speak quickly, you won't be able to wait for the ambulance to arrive. Every second you waste now will harm your own life. You have to think clearly, now, your on-line who is it?"
David struggled in his mind for a while and finally gave up: "Davis, Mo Davis."
Once you open your mouth, it's easy to talk. As long as you start to answer, the rest is a normal interrogation. Faced with being shot in both legs and the blood kept flowing, he also knew that if he didn't try hard, the blood would not be able to save him even if the ambulance came.
Jimmy: "David, which territory are you responsible for? What's your relationship with the Eagles?"
David: "Sugarland. Eagle is responsible for an area in Midtown, and he also delivers goods to us."
Jimmy: "Where does Eagle get his goods? Where is his warehouse?"
David: "This is his warehouse. After the goods are delivered, he sorts them here and arranges for people to deliver them to us."
Jimmy smiled: "He delivers goods to you, why do you know this place? Also, why did you bring people here? David, you are dishonest."
David: "Ok, ok! The quantity of the goods last time was not right, and the quality was not good either. I came to talk to Eagle."
Jimmy looked at other rooms in the building again. This was probably not the Eagle's warehouse. Jimmy didn't find any special hidden space at all. They couldn't just pile them up in the room.
Jimmy: "Very good, it seems you are fighting among yourself. Look at him, Eagle is no longer good. Do you want to be like him?"
David: "Shit! What do you want!"
Jimmy chuckled: "You and his warehouse, and money."
David's eyes widened: "Kill us, we can't live without money and goods."
Jimmy: "Don't worry, I'm easy to talk to. I don't want all of it, just a part of your ransom money. Now let's talk about how much your life is worth!"
Jimmy didn't directly ask about Davis. This David seemed to be very good at talking. Let's talk about something else first, let him bleed more, and then continue other topics later. He now completely ignored the eagle next to him. He had been shot by Jimmy several times. If the ambulance didn't come, he would definitely not survive, and it was obviously impossible for Jimmy to call the police for them.
As for David, he has lost little blood and is not yet life-threatening.
The bargaining for David's life went very quickly. Jimmy had tried it with Bob in Dallas before. In fact, when these people were really at risk of life and death, they really didn't be stingy with the money, as long as they could survive. , so David happily redeemed himself.
David: "Red Stick, I have got what you want, can you let us go?"
Jimmy shook his head: "How do I know whether what you said is true or false? I will wait until I verify it."
David: "Eagle needs to be taken to the hospital right away. He's bleeding too much."
Jimmy: "The price just now was only yours, not his. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with you."
David: "You have no integrity! You just said it was ours."
Jimmy stretched out his left hand and shook his finger: "I'm talking about you, not you. His life needs his money, but now it seems that he may not be able to say it out."
David gritted his teeth and looked at Jimmy: "I'll give you his warehouse. A batch of goods should have just arrived, enough to pay his bill."
Jimmy said "Wow", "David, you are such a bitch for secretly investigating your brother's warehouse. Okay, I'm moved, tell me."
Jimmy successfully obtained the locations of the two warehouses: "Last question, where is Mo Davis?"
David: "Aldean, Hawkins Avenue, he has a villa there, which is also his safe house."
Jimmy nodded: "Very good, David, you bought yourself time for treatment."
David: "Thank you, I need my phone contacts to save us, please leave my phone with me."
Jimmy shook his head. This time he thought it was just Eagle and the others, but Jimmy didn't cover his face. Jimmy has always looked down upon drug dealers. Those street gangsters don't matter. They are just small bastards. There is really no need to keep people like Eagle.
Now David has also brought someone here. He is also a drug dealer and has recorded his characteristics. It would be bad to leave him alive. "Goodbye, David."
Jimmy fired two shots to end the pain of David and Eagle. This time when he came to Houston, he didn't have any acquaintances here, and there was no need to give credit to others, so he usually left them untouched by small characters, but this kind of Now that he has met a boss, he has no intention of staying.
Jimmy came outside and drove the two cars into the yard, avoiding the sight of the door. As for the bodies, he just dragged the ones outside and brought them indoors. Jimmy searched these people, found a bag, and collected their guns and wallets, as well as their mobile phones. Except for David and Eagle's mobile phones, everyone else had removed the batteries, took out the mobile phone sim cards, and brought them with them later. Walk away and throw it away.
Jimmy walked around the building inside and out, and finally determined that it was just a transit station. Apart from the goods on the table, there was nothing else. There were two beds. There should be people on duty at ordinary times. When there is work to do, Others will come over later.
After Jimmy came out, he turned around and looked inside. With so many corpses here, there would be a big problem. But the building was a brick-concrete structure, and there was no way it could be burned. There was some gasoline in the fuel tanks of the three cars, but it was still not enough to burn the entire building.
Jimmy left with his bag, got into his car, left the building, found a quiet place in front, copied the address book on Eagle's phone, and then called a person with an obvious nickname to inform him Go to the abandoned building and forget about the rest.
Since this person is on the Eagle mobile phone and still uses a nickname, he must be from the public. They must have no problem disposing of corpses, and they will not call the police. They can also avoid vicious incidents that would make the Houston Police Department panic. Jimmy is still very considerate of the police department here. It's best not to have such a big bad guy appear, as it can be easily taken advantage of.
While driving, Jimmy threw out the removed mobile phone cards, including Eagle's mobile phone. After destroying the body and eliminating traces, he took off the disposable gloves on his hands and threw them to the roadside. He would change his clothes and shoes later, so that they had nothing to do with the case.
Of course, it was best to get rid of the car. Jimmy drove to the suburbs. He parked the car on an unmonitored roadside, took his bag with him, cleared all his belongings in the car, and then closed the door but unlocked it. , go straight to the intersection ahead.
Jimmy walked for a while on the road, and then entered the supermarket at the intersection. When he came out, he had changed into a new set of clothes and shoes. The old clothes were thrown into the trash can separately, and he bought a hiking bag to carry everything. We put them all on our backs and went to the supermarket entrance to wait for a taxi.
Now Jimmy looks like a young Asian hiker. The tattoo stickers on his body have been washed off with makeup remover. He feels much refreshed and is in a good mood.
Jimmy asked the taxi driver about a nearby second-hand car shop. He used the fake identity again to buy a car. It was too inconvenient not to have a car.
Mo Davis is in Aldine, north of Houston, and Jimmy's current location is in the south, which is a bit far away. He still chooses to visit the two warehouses provided by David first. David's warehouse is in Sugar Land. , southwest of Houston, not far away, and the Eagle's warehouse is in Edgebrook, south Houston, a little further away.
It's quite strange why the Eagle's territory is in Midtown but his warehouse is in South Houston. I never had the chance to ask before. Sometimes I always feel that the brain circuits of these gang members are very strange.
David's warehouse was hidden in a large yard of a logistics company. Several containers were placed side by side. Jimmy opened the middle one with his key and couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, it was Houston, the fourth largest city in the country, even if it was... Suburban gangsters are that rich, too.
There were several pistols hanging on the walls of the container warehouse, some David's belongings were placed on the small table, and some boxes were placed on the ground. After opening one, Jimmy found his target, two intact square bricks. , some already packed ziplock bags.
Opening several other suitcases, Jimmy discovered the funds and escape information that David had prepared for himself. He only took away a box of banknotes and an IWC watch from the table, then locked the warehouse and left.
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The Eagle's warehouse is relatively boring. The only thing useful here is a batch of goods, and the rest is garbage. Jimmy left the warehouse and returned to the hotel with a pile of loot.
After taking the letter paper and envelope from the hotel, Jimmy carefully cleaned any fingerprints or other traces that might exist on them. Then he wrote a few sentences and two addresses with his left hand. He also cleaned the keys and placed them inside the folded letter paper. Then put it in the envelope and write the address of the FBI's Dallas office on the envelope. The next day, he changed into a set of old clothes and left the hotel, putting them in a US Postal mailbox on the roadside.
This was his gift to Lambert. As for how Supervisor Lambert handled it, whether he did it himself or gave it as a favor, that was none of Jimmy's business. Anyway, he only sent an email and did not call Lambert.
Time is of the essence. Davis lost two of his men. Although it was only less than a day, Jimmy was still worried that he would find the danger and hide, so he did not wait much. After a night's rest, he went directly to the clues provided by David. Davis' villa in Aldean.
Because David didn't know the specific house number, and the street was relatively long, Jimmy walked around and looked at the terrain before stopping at the door of a cafe. It was too difficult to wait for Mo Davis here, Jimmy Planned to grab a cup of coffee before going back to spy on the church and nightclub Bob provided.
Jimmy chose to sit by the window. After ordering coffee, he looked at the map and drank coffee. It was a rare break in the past few days.
The siren sounded faintly outside, and Jimmy turned to look out the window. After a while, a car was in front, followed by two police cars chasing each other on the street.
It was probably not easy for this unlucky car to escape being chased by a police car in the city. Jimmy just watched them rush past the cafe and missed these days.
It has been more than two years since he left the county police station. It seems that since arriving in New York, he has basically never experienced the thrill of car chases. Occasionally, watching them chase like this really makes his hands feel a little itchy.
Jimmy continued to drink coffee and rest. After a while, the police siren sounded again. Jimmy looked over and saw that it was still them, seemingly circling around here.
But this time Jimmy was out of luck. In order to avoid the car on the road, the car in front changed lanes, then skidded and hit Jimmy's car.
"My car!" Jimmy shouted, and immediately stood up and ran to the door. The police car behind also stopped. The driver of the car that hit the car probably didn't expect that he would make such a mistake. He opened the door, got out of the car and went straight Unable to stand still, I almost fell to the ground.
He reached out to hold the car, stabilized it a little, and immediately ran to the side. Jimmy rushed through the door, grabbed him and pushed him to the ground. "fxxk! Can't you drive more carefully, xx? I just bought a car!"
"Stop, don't move!" The police car behind stopped. The Houston police officer got out of the car and aimed his gun at Jimmy and the driver.
Jimmy was still holding down the driver. He looked up at the police and shouted: "Don't shoot, FBI!" The person he was holding down was struggling. When he heard Jimmy shouting FBI, he was also shocked. He stopped struggling and turned his head. Look at Jimmy.
A police officer approaches Jimmy, and other police officers approach in an arc with guns drawn.
"I want to get the ID, don't get excited." Jimmy carefully let go of the driver on the ground, reached into his pocket and took out the FBI ID and handed it to the police.
The Houston police also saw Jimmy coming out of the cafe just now, so naturally they couldn't be this man's accomplice, so the gun aimed at Jimmy shifted to the driver on the ground.
After contacting the dispatch center for verification, the policeman returned the ID to Jimmy and said, "Thanks, agent. Thank you for helping to catch him."
Jimmy: "What did he do?"
Police: "Reckless driving, fleeing police. Is that your car?"
Jimmy sighed, gritted his teeth and looked at the driver who was being pulled up by the police: "This bastard, I borrowed my friend's car. I'm still following Yuzi, so I won't waste your time anymore."
Jimmy didn't mention compensation. It was originally a second-hand car, but now it's just worse.
The police put the driver in the back of a police car and began investigating his identity.
"Hey guys, our luck, a big fish," the policeman in the police car said, sticking his head out.
"What's wrong?"
"This guy seems to be a suspect in a murder case. The FBI has issued a wanted warrant."
Jimmy originally planned to check the car, but suddenly became interested and shouted to the police: "Wait, is his name Michael Newton?"
The policeman looked at Jimmy and nodded, and Jimmy laughed out loud: "That's him. I came to Houston just to catch him."
