Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 137: Ma Hong, the Confused

After closing the office door, Dai Lin turned around abruptly, stroked his chest with his hand, and let out a long sigh. What he was thinking was, what on earth is going on?

Could it be Roy?

Dai Lin: “…”

On the same day, Chief Colin signed his first executive order after taking office, and there were no personnel changes within the patrol teams within the police department.

On the same day, the three deputy chiefs of the precincts were transferred to other public security patrol police stations under the Brooklyn Precinct as chiefs, and the chiefs of the subordinate police stations in their original positions were transferred back to the precincts as deputy chiefs.

The patrol teams within the branch had no objection to this administrative order and were all very satisfied with it. Jonathan also secured his position as captain of Team C.

That night...

Brooklyn, New York.

In a dark alley.

Mahone opened the passenger door of the Ford SUV.

After getting in the car, Ma Hong lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Roy turned his head to look at Ma Hong and asked:
"How's the Kane case going?"

Taking a long puff of his cigarette, Ma Hong said, "As soon as Park Yongchang died, the higher-ups demanded that the case be closed immediately, and the blame for the Kane case fell on those five people."

Roy nodded with satisfaction...

Mahone continued: "But I always feel that something is wrong here. I feel that the closure of the case was interfered with."

"Oh?" Roy looked at Mahone's face.

"Normally, we should investigate whether there is anyone behind these five people, but the higher-ups disagree. The Dubin drug cartel must have used some kind of trick."

Roy sneered and said, "That's normal. How can a newly emerged drug trafficking group be so successful in New York? There must be a powerful force behind it."

Ma Hong nodded: "I think so too."

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere!" Roy stepped on the accelerator and the Ford SVU disappeared at the end of the dark alley.

"Where?" asked Mahone.

"You'll know soon!" Roy said.

Along the way, Roy checked the rearview mirror and the left and right mirrors from time to time. After making sure that no one was following him, he drove the car into the above-ground warehouse of the safe house.

Roy got out of the car and closed the fence gate and warehouse door respectively.

Ma Hong, who had just gotten off the car, looked around and asked, "Where is this?"

"My safe house..."

"Safe house?"

"Yes, follow me."

Mahone followed Roy, pushed open the metal cabinet, entered the secret passage, took the old elevator from World War II, and arrived at the underground safe house.

The lights were bright in the cold underground corridor.

Roy said as he walked: "This is my safe house. I handle some bodies that need special treatment here."

Ma Hong: “…”

Roy stopped in front of an iron door and opened it. The special metal cage in the room came into Ma Hong's sight.

"What is this?" Ma Hong looked at the metal cage.

Roy looked at the metal cage and said, "This cage once held a man named Rashid Garrett."

Hearing this name, Mahone's eyes widened immediately: "Rashid Garrett? He has been locked up here by you? The murder of a Russian woman..."

At this point, Mahone paused.

Roy smiled and said, "Yes, just as you thought. When I was dealing with the scene, I left Rashid's fingerprints, hair and descendants."

Mahone looked at Roy's profile. "How many scenes have you faked using Rasheed Garrett's biometrics?"

"A lot, I can't remember clearly, follow me!"

Roy opened another door and said, "This is the incineration room, which is used to burn evidence, including corpses."

Looking at the small incinerator, Ma Hong asked, "You use such a small incinerator to deal with corpses?"

Roy looked at the axe placed in the corner.

Following Roy's gaze.

Ma Hong: “…”

"This way."

Roy took Ma Hong to the huge workshop.

Looking at the various objects placed in the room, Ma Hong's eyes almost popped out.

"The operating table is used for what you know. The bucket below is for collecting blood, and the bathtub over there is strong acid..."

"Wait a minute..." Mahone interrupted Roy and looked at the plastic bucket under the operating table. "I know about handling corpses, but isn't the blood in corpses coagulated? Isn't it unnecessary to put this bucket there?"

Roy responded, "Sometimes the bodies are fresh and warm."

Ma Hong: “…”

"The freezer can temporarily freeze the body. There are various tools on the workbench. I think you should be familiar with them. They are basically forensic tools. You should know how to use them."

"Wait! Wait! Roy, why did you bring me here? And why are you introducing these to me?" Ma Hong looked at Roy with surprise.

Looking at Mahone's puzzled face, Roy said, "From now on, this place is yours."

"What?" Ma Hong looked shocked.

"You are a senior FBI agent during the day, and a scavenger at night. As a scavenger, you need to be able to deal with any corpse, including destroying the corpse, framing the culprit, and cleaning up the scene, so you must have your own safe house, which will be much more convenient for you."

"Then you give this place to me, what will you do?"

Roy found a shit-yellow plastic basin, filled it with water, and washed his hands in the basin: "You need money more than I do now. I am doing this for you and your family. As for me...you don't have to worry about me."

Ma Hong: “…”

"I will try my best to give you the task of handling corpses in the future."

Ma Hong showed a grateful expression.

The next second, he saw two refrigerators placed side by side. He walked to the refrigerators, opened one of them, looked at the various glassware and small bottles neatly arranged inside, and finally locked his eyes on one of the small bottles.

On the bottle it says: LSD.

The more Ma Hong looked at it, the more familiar it looked, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

and many more!

Mahone remembered.

Isn't this yours?

He thought of the day when he drank too much. Roy said:
"Don't doubt it, this is yours."

Ma Hong: “…”

Moving his eyes horizontally, he saw several glass bottles filled with milky white liquid. Upon closer inspection, he saw his name written on one of them. Reaching out and taking out the glass bottle, Ma Hong turned his head to look at Roy with an expression that said, "Can you explain it?"

"Your descendants..."

Ma Hong: “…”

Roy continued, "Nyakin extracted it. I originally thought that if you harassed me or followed me again, I would send you to jail, but who would have thought that we would become friends and colleagues now."

Ma Hong: “…”

"This thing is useless, you can destroy it."

"What about the others?"

Mahone looked at the other milky white bottles.

"The others are from Rashid Garrett, but some of them should not be usable. They have been refrigerated for too long and will be detected as having been refrigerated, so you will need a new supplier," Roy said.

"A new supplier?"

Roy nodded. "Yes, the special cell outside is where I detain the suppliers. You have to catch one and keep him here."

Ma Hong: “…”

Roy looked at Mahone's odd expression and smiled.

Then he continued, "I have already chosen the target for you. Let's go find a dark and windy night in the next few days and kidnap him."

"Who?" Ma Hong looked at Roy with surprise.

"Gonzalo Neville, a minor leader of the motorcycle gang."

After he finished speaking, Roy squatted down and took out two brand new masks from the cabinet under the workbench: "This is Tom Cat, and this is Jerry."

Roy handed the Tom Cat mask to Mahone: "When we go out to do things in the future, you will wear this mask."

Ma Hong was completely speechless.

Then, Roy found two black handbags and placed them in front of the closet. Under Mahone's gaze, Roy moved the closet and opened a secret compartment: "Come and help!"

Ma Hong went forward and saw that the secret compartment was full of US dollars.

Roy said as he put US dollars into his bag, "I can't leave this with you. I want to take it away."

Ma Hong remained silent.

Soon, more than one million in cash was put into two handbags, and Roy found a pocket camera and a portable video recorder in the drawer.

"Wait!" Mahone stopped Roy and looked at the pocket camera in his hand and asked, "This should be mine too, right?"

Roy gave Mahone a thumbs up.

Ma Hong's mouth twitched: "What's recorded in this video recorder? What happened that day?"

Roy shook his head: "No, you want to see it?"

Ma Hong said nothing...

"I knew you wanted to see it, come on!" Roy turned on the display screen on the side of the video recorder and pressed the play button. The disgusting scene of Ma Hong appeared on the screen.

"you……"

Ma Hong suddenly reached out to grab it.

Roy dodged quickly, avoiding Mahone's hand, closed the screen, and threw the portable video recorder into the money bag: "I can't give you this thing."

Ma Hong: “…”

Finally, Roy threw two keys to Mahone.

On the way back, Roy said to Mahone, "Remember, don't tell anyone the location of the safe house. Every time you come to the safe house, you must be extra careful and never expose yourself. The silver key can activate the timing device. I have buried a lot of explosives in the safe house. If it is exposed, blow it up."

Ma Hong looked at the silver key in his hand and nodded.

After sending Mahone back to his parking lot, Roy drove the Ford SUV back to Lance's apartment.

Serena looked at the handbags in Roy's left and right hands and asked, "What did you bring back?"

Roy threw two handbags in front of Selena.

She opened it and saw:
"So it's money. What are you going to do with so much money?"

“Come and help!”

"Oh!"

Roy didn't bother to explain to her.

Entering the bedroom, Roy lifted up five floorboards and neatly stacked more than one million dollars under the floor.

In the next few days, Roy will also look for a brand new safe house. The new safe house will not be used to deal with corpses. Now he needs a variety of weapons and equipment and various explosives. After all, his identity is different...

Three days later...

Roy received a call from Irina.

He was informed by phone to arrive at the clinic before 8pm.

Roy arrived fifteen minutes early.

As soon as Roy stepped into the office, Irina called him to the inner room. In the middle of the room, there was still the reclining sofa used for psychotherapy.

Looking at the men and women standing in a row, Roy asked:
"What are they?"

Irina did not reply to Roy immediately, but waved to her subordinates. Then, while Roy was confused, these people fiddled with him.

"Don't move, let Tony give you a haircut."

"This is?"

Roy looked at Irina with surprised eyes.

Teacher Tony started to do Roy's hair. Irina said, "There is a charity dinner tonight. There will be many Wall Street tycoons, celebrities from all walks of life, and politicians present. I will take you to see the top elite circle."

Roy: "..."

The blonde hair is matched with the Chow Yun Fat's slicked back hair, which is shiny and sleek.

Irina prepared a new custom-made suit for Roy.

"How much does this cost?" Roy asked, looking at the suit.

"Not much, 12." Irina said nonchalantly.

Roy: "..."

Putting on a custom-made suit and a bow tie, and looking at himself in the mirror, Roy suddenly became a business elite and a successful person...

(End of this chapter)