Jimmy is still waiting there. There is no way to fix things today, and naturally his off-duty time is not fixed. He took out his mobile phone and called Nia. They were originally scheduled to watch the game together in the evening, but now they had no choice but to cancel.
Nia also understood what Jimmy meant after learning that Jimmy and the FBI had lost an agent. If it were the NYPD, if such a thing happened, everyone would have a similar reaction. It's just that the NYPD has a large number of people. When something like this happens, the patrol cars will be gathered as soon as possible. At that time, there are basically not many police units. All nearby police officers will gather to find the murderer.
The FBI was at a disadvantage, especially since the matter Ryan and his team were dealing with was not an open matter to the bureau. No one knew when the shootout occurred.
After waiting for a while, Lauren Taylor came over and said, "Jimmy, there's news."
Jimmy: "The fingerprints matched?"
Taylor: "Three people were matched, and there are still many fingerprints under investigation. I need to go back and get the information. Are you waiting here, or are you going back with me?"
Jimmy: "I'll wait here. Someone else will come over later. If I'm not here when you come back, call me."
Taylor: "Okay, you go about your business, I'll go back first."
The police cordon of this house is still there. The detectives who were investigating the scene have finished and have all gone back. Only two NYPD police officers are left here to temporarily guard the scene to prevent it from being damaged.
The cordon can block many people, but there will always be people who cross the cordon and go inside the house. The scene is damaged, or the things inside are taken away. This kind of thing is not uncommon. Therefore, the police will generally assist in guarding the area in the short term. The police will not be removed until it is determined that there is no need to return to the scene for investigation. Of course, the cordon will still exist.
Jimmy returned to his car and waited for news from Luyinzi.
There was no need to look forward to the traffic environment in New York. Luyinzi called to say that he had found some information, and it had been nearly an hour since he arrived.
Luyinz parked behind Jimmy's car. There weren't many Sabobans on the road, so Jimmy's car was quite conspicuous. Luyinzi got out of the car, and an Indian agent, Razibah Lazi, got out of the passenger seat.
Jimmy: "Hi, Luyinz, Lacy. Lacy, why are you here with Luyinz?"
Lacy: "By the way, I live on 55th Street not far away."
Jimmy nodded, "Luyinzi, have you found it?"
Lu Yinzi: "Well, the area around here is quite complicated. It's barely the territory of the Red Dragon Group, but it's not far from the black bandits next to it."
Jimmy: "Black gangsters? It sounds like there are more black people in there?"
Luyinz: "There are quite a few of them, but the gangsters do have a higher proportion of blacks."
Jimmy: "Just them. Taylor in the field will send the fingerprint matching information in a while. Just wait a while."
Lu Yinzi nodded, and Lacy spoke: "Sorry, brothers, I can't accompany you to deal with this matter. I need to go back to pack my luggage and prepare for a business trip."
Jimmy: "No need to say sorry, just go back quickly, Lacy."
Lacy shook hands with the two and left. Jimmy asked Luyinz: "I remember Lacy is from the electronic fraud department, right?"
Lu Yinzi: "Well, he is a special talent. He is a second-generation Indian. He was transferred here last year. The cases he was mainly involved in were related to phone fraud."
Jimmy: "I rarely see him. If I didn't have some impression of him, I really wouldn't be able to name him."
Luyinz: "How is Ryan doing? I haven't gone to the hospital to see him yet."
Jimmy: "He's okay. He was shot once in the right chest and abdomen. His head should have hit the ground or on the steps. He has a slight concussion. He is past the critical period and the problem is not serious. Derek is not very lucky. His heart condition He was shot once. Our people don’t wear body armor at all times when they go out to do business, which is indeed a bit dangerous.”
Lu Yinzi sighed, "We are not patrol officers, so we cannot go out wearing body armor every day."
Jimmy: "You have to be more careful when doing business in the future. You don't have to wear a suit, but you need to prepare a body armor."
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Taylor didn't come back until the evening, holding a stack of paper and handing it to Jimmy, "Dakuan Johnson, 32 years old, has many criminal records, the latest being armed robbery. He was released from prison last year and is unemployed.
Malik Williams, 27, has a record of burglary, robbery and other crimes since his youth. He has been in and out of prison many times and was released from prison at the beginning of this year.
The owner of this house is Maria Garcia, a 35-year-old New Yorker who lives in Washington, DC with her boyfriend. This house is rented out by an agency, and the tenant is confirmed to be Malik Williams. "
Jimmy: "How can such people afford to rent this kind of house? Are you kidding? How can they have so much money? The rent for this kind of house is definitely not less than 3,000 yuan. Even white-collar workers should think carefully before renting it. This kind of house."
Taylor nodded: "I think so too. After getting the information, I have arranged for someone to investigate the agency to see what files they have left and how Williams paid the rent, but it will take some time."
Jimmy: "There is definitely something wrong with these two people, and the agency is definitely not clean. Judging from their information, the landlord will never agree to rent a house to them."
Lu Yinzi: "There is probably something going on with them, and it's something big."
Jimmy: "Let's go. This kind of person should probably be related to the people around him. Tyler, do you want to come with us?"
Taylor: "Sure, let's go."
There were three people and three cars. This time, Lu Yinzi led the way. They drove two streets and stopped near a bar at the intersection.
After getting out of the car, the three people gathered next to Lu Yinzi's car. "This is a stronghold of Red Dragon. The bureau's information does not have the location of their home base."
Jimmy took a look and saw that it was only 8 o'clock and there were not many people in the bar. "Okay, this is it. You two put on your body armor."
Luyinzi glanced at Jimmy and shook his head: "It's just an investigation now, there's no need."
Jimmy: "No, a colleague of ours just died in the line of duty today. It's very necessary. Let's put it on."
Luyinzi looked at Taylor: "Taylor?"
Taylor nodded: "Put them all on. Jimmy, you have to wear them too."
Jimmy took a deep breath and nodded. The three of them opened the car and got their equipment bags. They took off their suits and put on body armor. The FBI badge hung directly around their necks. Jimmy changed a little more than the two of them. He directly put on the black vest. Disposable gloves.
The three people changed their equipment, arranged their weapons, gathered together again, and looked at each other. Lu Yinzi took the lead and walked into the bar. The security guard at the door of the bar had already seen them when they gathered just now. When he saw them put on their body armor, he felt bad and ran into the bar before they came over.
Luyinzi stopped the bartender, "I'm going to find the lame William and ask him to come out."
The bartender looked at the three FBI men in body armor in front of him, showing no intention of resisting. He nodded and walked to the back office.
Jimmy could see what was going on behind him. The bartender turned around and returned after saying a few words to one person, while the person who was sitting inside stood up and took a few steps back and forth. He bent down and opened the drawer of his desk, took out a pistol and stuck it in his back. When he walked to the door of the office, he stopped, thought about it, took out the pistol and put it back in the drawer, straightened his clothes. Then he opened the door and walked to the bar.
A middle-aged white man came out from behind. He seemed to have bad legs and feet. One of his legs must have been injured and his walking was a little unsteady. He walked over with a smile and extended his hands in advance: "Welcome three agents, I am Cripple William. Please, let's go inside and chat."
Luyinzi did not reach out to shake hands, nor did he refuse his invitation. The three of them followed the lame William to the back office.
There were only two single sofas, and Luyinz and Cripple William sat on them, while Jimmy and Taylor stood beside Luyinz.
Cripple William: "I wonder what the three of you are called?"
Lu Yinzi: "FBI anti-gangster Lu Yinzi, cripple William, where is your boss Thiago?"
Cripple William: "He doesn't usually come here
Here, Agent Luyinzi, what's the matter? "
Lu Yinzi: "Let him come here, now."
Cripple William turned to look at Jimmy and Taylor next to him. Both of their right hands were near the holster or directly on the handle of the gun, and they were wearing body armor. It was obvious that they were not here to have a good conversation.
Cripple William: "I don't know where he is."
Lu Yinzi raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Call him. I'll only wait for 10 minutes. Stop talking and start counting now."
The smile on Cripple William's face disappeared. He stood up and walked behind the desk, picked up the mobile phone on the table and made a call. Just looking at the shape of his mobile phone, it must be an anonymous mobile phone, because Jimmy often uses this model. It is cheap, has a large shipment volume and is inconspicuous. It seems that this cripple is obviously the kind with a better mind.
He whispered a few words to the person on the phone, including the situation of the three agents, and then hung up the phone, "He will be there soon."
Cripple William sat on his office chair and looked at Jimmy and the three of them. He did not come closer. Of course, there was no arrangement to deliver drinks to the three of them. The four of them just sat and stood in silence in the room.
Cripple William would raise his hand to look at his watch every once in a while, holding the phone directly in his hand. As time passed, the number of times he looked at his watch obviously increased.
Finally, the door was pushed open, and a white man with curly hair walked in. The lame William immediately stood up and called "Boss" and then walked over.
The visitor reached out to shake hands with Luyinz, who was sitting there, and then sat on the single sofa opposite, "Thiago Hernandez."
Luyinz: "Kirk Luyinz. Do you know why we are here?"
Thiago: "Yeah, let me state in advance that it was not my people who did it."
Luyinz reached out to Taylor, and Taylor handed the information in his hand to Luyinz. He took out two printed photos and handed them to Tiago: "Do you know them?"
Thiago took the photo, looked at it, and shook his head: "I have no impression. He is not one of my people. I have just contacted someone to confirm that it was not our people who did it." He gave the photo to the cripple William next to him. "William, do you recognize me?"
Cripple William glanced at it and said, "I don't recognize it." Then he handed it to Lu Yinzi.
Luyinz didn't answer. He stood up and gave the information to Taylor. He took out a business card and handed it to Thiago and said, "You'd better tell the truth. I'll give you one night to find them and give me their phone number."
Thiago stood up: "I don't know them, and this matter has nothing to do with us. Don't..." He couldn't continue, because Jimmy had pulled out the revolver and put it on his head.
Jimmy: "Find them, if you don't want the company of a cripple."
Luyinzi threw his business card on the small round table in front of the sofa and turned to leave. Jimmy raised his gun and took two steps back. Then he put the gun away and left the office.
Back in the bar lobby, there were already a few people drinking. It seemed that the three of them dressed up just now attracted some people's attention when they entered the bar, and they slipped away during this time.
The three of them walked out of the bar without stopping, got in the car and continued towards their next destination.
Black bandits, you can tell by their names that they are not good people, so naturally their strongholds are not that obvious. The information in Lu Yinzi's hands is quite good. Although he doesn't have a home base, he at least records the location of one of the restaurants.
This is not a big restaurant, just a small roadside restaurant. There are four tables at the entrance, a bar inside, and a kitchen and a dressing room behind it.
It's just that Jimmy can see more. There is a larger space behind the kitchen full of people, which is completely different from the empty dining room in front.
Still led by Lu Yinzi, the three of them entered the restaurant, where there were only two people sitting at one table.
The waiter saw someone coming in and was walking toward the door. He suddenly stopped. There was nothing he could do. Three people wearing FBI bulletproof vests walked in. The feeling of oppression was indeed stronger.
Waiter: "Huan... welcome."
Luyinzi said to the waiter: "Call Brian and Anthony to come out. Now
exist. "After that, he sat at one table, and Jimmy and Tyler sat at another table.
Jimmy said to the only customer at the table: "Sorry, we are investigating an incident, you leave first. Waiter, this table is mine, please pay."
The two guests didn't say anything after seeing this posture. Although they only ate half of their food, the atmosphere here was no longer suitable for eating. They just picked up the bags next to them and left the restaurant.
How dare the waiter go to Jimmy to pay now? She turned and walked to the bar and said something to the woman inside. The woman at the bar looked at Jimmy and the three of them, turned and walked to the kitchen, opened a door at the back and went in. It was difficult to recognize people further inside. There were more than a dozen people inside, and Jimmy could no longer tell who the people who walked in at the bar were talking to.
There seemed to be a bit of commotion inside, and soon several people entered the next door from the side door. Jimmy watched through the wall as they came to the next door, but did not come out.
Behind the kitchen, five people came to the kitchen together, but only two people walked out of the kitchen, and the other three stayed in the kitchen with the two chefs.
One of the two people who came out was a woman at the front desk, who had returned to her position at the cashier, and the other was a young black man. His age was unclear, but he was definitely not very old. "Who are you?"
Lu Yinzi: "FBI, who are you?"
Black man; "Anthony, Anthony Brooks."
Ruinz: "Anthony, are Daquan Johnson and Malik Williams your guys?"
Anthony was stunned for a moment and said in a very bad tone: "I don't know, you can leave, you have already affected the restaurant's business."
