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Chapter 106: Jefferson Institute, just play.

Facts have proved that the flag really cannot be set up.

Four days!

After nearly four days of searching in the maze-like underground passages, Ding Ze finally found the treasure.

"What the hell!" Standing at the door of the room where the treasure was located, Ding Ze couldn't help but curse.

When all the subordinates heard this, they all smiled bitterly.

They are all normal people who have been living on the ground. In this dark underground, wandering around for such a long time, they can only eat dry food and sleep on the ground... I can only say that the taste is indeed unpleasant. Feel good.

Fortunately, this ordeal is about to end!
soon.

Several men worked together to open the door of the treasure room.

Enter the treasure room.

A few flashlight lights shine like this...

Although most of his subordinates had previously participated in the search for treasures under the Trinity Church in New York and had seen the world, at this moment, when they first saw the treasures in front of them, they were still shocked and excited.

There is no reason for it.

The treasures here are obviously different from the treasures under the Trinity Church in New York.

There are a lot of oversized gold bricks here!
And the golden thing stimulates people's instincts the most!
"Boss," one of his subordinates was so excited that he couldn't help but ask Ding Ze, "Who are you? How can you even know about the treasures in such a place?"

Ding Ze grinned, "Because I'm a treasure hunter!"

After the words came out, Ding Ze really didn't want to stay in such a ghost place any longer, so he waved his hand decisively, "Okay, stop looking at it stupidly and start pretending!"

The quantity and scale of the treasures here are not comparable to those under the Trinity Church.

This batch of treasures does not include messy sculptures. Except for some calligraphy and paintings that are slightly larger in size, the rest are not large in size.

After receiving the order, the fifteen men didn't waste any time and moved away.

This outfit...

Half a day passed.

All the treasures were either packed into backpacks or sacks.

The treasure room was emptied.

"Boss, we don't have enough manpower. We definitely won't be able to transport it this time..." At this time, one of his subordinates spoke up and stated a fact that everyone had long been aware of.

Ding Ze nodded and didn't care, "Let's make two trips and work hard. If we turn back, each person will receive an additional [-] US dollars in hard work fees."

Add money!

easy to do!

No problem!
When the subordinates heard this, they stopped talking, became full of motivation, and got busy.

As for joining forces to quietly kill Ding Ze and swallow these treasures?

Among the fifteen men, no one dared to think about it.

why?
Of course, it's because these subordinates already have a clear understanding of Ding Ze and how terrifying this guy is!
Gold is heavy!

The men hummed and worked as coolies, following the marks left along the way and returning to the original route.

This is not an easy task, and it is also very time-consuming.

Fortunately, apart from being a little tired, there were no twists and turns during the entire moving process.

About a day or so later.

Everyone returned to the ground.

All the treasures were also packed into vans.

Dingze lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone, and called Albruzzi, "John, the things are here. Is the flight arranged?"

Before setting off, Ding Ze had already explained this matter to Abruzzi.

With so many treasures and such a long distance, chartering a cargo plane back is the safest and fastest way.

Five days later, when he heard Ding Ze's voice again, Abruzzi smiled, "It's arranged, the plane is parked..."

Albruzzi told the location of a small private airport, and then joked, "Boss, you haven't heard from me at all these days. Have you been crawling underground?"

Ding Ze sighed, "Oh, there's nothing I can do. It's hard to make money."

Abruzzi: “….”

Do you think it's hard to make money?
In five days, billions of dollars were made.

If it's difficult for you, I'm afraid there's nothing easy in this world.

The two chatted for a while.

Ding Ze asked about the situation in Miami.

Abruchma Liu explained the situation.

The assessment for veterans has come to an end and there are no problems.

It is worth mentioning that the construction of a super five-star hotel in Miami is also progressing steadily.

Janet Martin contacted several internationally renowned architects and said that this hotel would become a new landmark in Miami...
These architectural masters are no longer short of money. They are very interested in leaving a landmark building in an international metropolis like Miami and leaving their name for at least a hundred years.

As of today, the Master Architect part is basically done.

Next, is the land.

Miami is quite crowded in general, and there is no vacant land in the city, especially on the beach.

Therefore, if you want to get suitable land, you have to demolish it and blow up the original buildings.

At this stage, with Janet Martin, or in other words, the Miami city government coming forward, there won't be much hindrance, it just takes time.

After hearing this, Ding Ze said it was fine, "Okay, then you can continue to follow up. By the way, I will probably stay in Washington for two or three days, and my men will go back with things. Please pay attention."

"Okay," Abruzzi responded, a little confused, "Boss, what else do you want to do in Washington?"

Ding Ze smiled and said, "Well, I plan to go to the White House to have fun."

The voice fell into my ears.

Albrucci was stunned for a moment: "!!!"

Shocked and speechless for two seconds, Abruzzi became really anxious, "Boss! Don't mess around!! This is not something to joke about!!!"

"Haha," Ding Ze was amused, "John, do you need to be in such a hurry?"

"Need!" Abruzzi replied firmly, "That's the White House!! If you mess around, they will mobilize the army to kill us!!!"

"Don't worry, that kind of thing will never happen... I don't plan to do anything to the president, the military will not show up," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Abruzzi: “…..”

What are you not going to do to the president?
Is that for the Vice President?Secretary of State?Minister of Finance? ?do what?
Abruzzi was really panicked, so panicked that he couldn't help but say, "Boss, what are you doing this for?"

"Of course I have my purpose," Ding Ze smiled back and followed without giving Abruzzi a chance to continue talking, "Okay, that's it, bye."

The phone hangs up.

Abruzzi was absent-minded for a long time, and couldn't help but remember the premonition he had when Ding Ze said he was going to Washington for the first time...
"Oh, it's really not a good thing!"

******
After spending some time, Ding Ze and his team transported all the treasures to the cargo plane.

All fifteen of his subordinates also got on the plane.

Ding Ze didn't. He smiled and said to his subordinates, "See you in Miami in a few days." The subordinates all nodded.

"Goodbye, boss."

Ding Ze didn't waste much time, turned around, got in the car and left.

Can this cargo plane arrive in Miami smoothly?

Ding Ze thinks that there is about a [-]% chance that it will be possible, as long as those subordinates are not obsessed with it and suddenly take advantage of the courage of the bear and try to swallow the treasure.

"You'll know in two hours," Ding Ze lit a cigarette and read.

Two hours flew by.

Abruzzi immediately called to inform him that the plane had arrived successfully.

Ding Ze was in the hotel, just about to go to bed, and smiled, "Okay, I told them, each person will be given one hundred thousand dollars in hard work fees, and you can make arrangements."

"Okay," Abruzzi also wanted to talk about the White House.

Ding Ze didn't give him a chance, "That's it, I'm exhausted and fell asleep."

Dududu~~~
Abruzzi was helpless.

Alas, is it a blessing or a curse to have such a crazy boss in the stall?
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I slept until noon the next day.

Ding Ze had slept enough and made up for the lack of sleep in the past five days. He got up, washed himself, ate, finished his work, went out and bought a computer, and went back to the hotel to check on the Internet.

First, I checked the detailed layout of the entire White House for more than an hour, learned about the situation in the East and West Wings, and found out what big shots like the Secretary of Defense and the Secretary of Finance looked like and what offices they usually worked in... …

Ding Ze had a plan, and when he was done, he checked the contact information of the Jefferson Institute, and then made a call, "Hello, I would like to find your director Goodman and talk to him about donating to your research. Could you help me contact you about the matter?"

The Jefferson Institute is an institution of higher learning with strict management in all aspects.

The operator did not agree immediately, but asked politely, "Sir, what should I call you?"

"Neil Smith," Dingze replied.

"Okay, Mr. Smith, how much do you want to donate?" the operator asked again.

"$5000 million to $[-] million, it depends on how well I negotiate with your director Goodman."

The operator was stunned for a moment. A donation of this scale is no small matter. In a flash, he agreed, "Okay, thank you for your generosity. Please wait a moment and I will contact the director right now."

Soon.

Ding Ze successfully talked to Goodman.

After a while of normal politeness.

Goodman was very curious about Dingze and asked, "Mr. Smith, what part of our institute are you interested in that made you want to donate to our institute?"

Ding Ze plans to go to the Jefferson Institute later. Considering that his original face is not suitable for use, he can only go there with Neil Smith's face...

"Director Goodman, the truth is, the person who really plans to donate is my boss, not me. I just follow the boss's instructions."

Ding Ze said, "As far as I know, my boss is interested in a doctor named Temperance Brennan from your institute."

"He admired Dr. Brennan's work."

"Dr. Brennan's work is indeed excellent." After hearing this, Goodman immediately understood and replied. Then, following the rules, he politely asked, "Mr. Smith, our institute welcomes donations from people from all walks of life. , however, perhaps you already know that the Jefferson Institute is an institute under the jurisdiction of the government, and we cannot accept donations at will. May I ask, what is your boss's name? What does he do?"

What a mess.

Donating money is so troublesome.

Ding Ze had a headache, but it had come to this point and he couldn't just give up.

You know, he really wants to play with Brennan, and more importantly, he really wants to play with Huggins and the others.

In his opinion, Huggins is really super interesting.

"My boss's name is Johnson Freeman, a Chicago native. He is a professional treasure hunter. He is currently hunting for treasure in Norway," Ding Zeyi replied. "His money is all legal income and comes from the Soviet Union." Bee and Gate, as well as other auction houses.”

The main point that Goodman cared about was this, legal income. As soon as he heard this, he felt a little relieved, "Okay, please forgive me, this is a necessary procedure, I have to ask."

"fine."

"So, Mr. Smith, you are in Washington now?"

"Um, yeah, I'm at the Hilton."

"Mr. Smith, can we talk in person?" Goodman asked.

This is what Ding Ze was waiting for, "Okay, I'll go to your research institute. My boss asked me to express my admiration to Dr. Brennan on his behalf."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at the institute. When you arrive, call me and I'll pick you up. My phone number is..." Goodman replied.

"Okay, see you later."

hang up the phone.

Get it done.

Ding Ze had no ink marks, so Ma Liu cleaned himself up, made himself clean and handsome, then wrote a check for 5000 million US dollars and went out.

Arriving at the entrance of the Jefferson Institute, I contacted Goodman.

It didn't take more than a few minutes.

Under Goodman's leadership, Ding Ze successfully entered the institute.

"Mr. Smith, shall I take you to see Dr. Brennan first to see the results of her work?" Goodman suggested.

"Okay," Ding Ze nodded in agreement.

After a while, the two walked into the laboratory where Brennan worked.

As soon as I walked in.

An extremely familiar scene appeared in front of him. Ding Ze immediately moved his eyes and looked around. In the blink of an eye, he saw Huggins, Brennan's assistant, who has three doctorate degrees and is very professional in insects and soil. Zach Eddie and Brennan's best friend Angela, who was responsible for restoring the appearance of the bones, also saw a pair of bones placed on a high platform in the center of the laboratory...

'Looking like this, the plot should have started,' his eyes fell on the bones. Ding Ze wanted to be sure, so he asked Goodman, "Director Goodman, as far as I know, Dr. Brennan It seems that we are studying ancient bones, so what’s going on with the bones above?”

Goodman heard this and immediately gave an explanation, "That's right, those are the bones of a victim. They were fished out from a pond not long ago. The FBI asked Dr. Brennan to help identify the bones and then find out. Murderer."

"Dr. Brennan's abilities are very versatile and are not limited to those ancient skeletons."

heard.

Ding Ze is probably sure.

Bones retrieved from the pond...

So, "Bones" has just begun...
interesting.

"That's it," Ding Ze replied.

at this time.

Huggins, Angela and Zach, who were working, all noticed Dingze.

After all, Ding Ze was obviously being entertained by Goodman himself...

"Who is that man?" Zach asked Huggins cutely, a little confused.

Huggins only glanced at it and didn't care. "Dr. Goodman personally took action. That man's outfit is worth a lot of money. He must be an intended donor."

Angela then said, "He is very handsome."

Just at this time.

Agent Booth hurriedly walked into the laboratory and saw Ding Ze walking beside Goodman...

(End of this chapter)