Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 92 Completely Relieved
On the way, Mahone asked Roy:

"A newly filled pit can be seen no matter how you look at it. What if someone discovers it recently?"

"I've been here before. It's on the reverse slope of the mountain, and almost no one goes there. I looked at the weather conditions tomorrow, and it will rain moderately to heavily for three days, and the rain will wash away everything..."

Hearing this, Ma Hong took a deep breath and looked at Roy's profile while he was driving with a slightly horrified look...

Along the way, Mahone stopped talking.

I don’t know what’s going on in my mind.

It was not until Roy drove the pickup truck to the Hudson River that Mahone came out of his deep thoughts. He looked at the river reflected in the moonlight and asked:
"This is?"

"get off!"

Roy pushed the door, got out and walked to the back of the car.

Ma Hong followed.

Watching Roy taking things out of the trunk, Mahone asked:
"What are you doing?"

"Learn a little, it's all knowledge..."

Ma Hong: “…”

Roy took out an iron bucket from the trunk of the pickup truck and poured some gasoline into it.

Then, Roy began to throw various things into it, including surgical gloves that had been used before, some plastic film with blood stains, various documents of the deceased, and personal belongings that could be burned.

All that could not be burned were dismantled and dumped into the Hudson River.

The pickup truck's door was open. Roy sat sideways in the passenger seat and lit a cigarette, then handed one to Mahone who was leaning against the rear door.

The two men smoked and looked at the burning iron barrel.

[Currently smoking: Lung cancer resistance +1]

Mahone asked, "How much can a street sweeper earn?"

"Generally, the cost is calculated based on the difficulty and thorniness of the case. Disposing of a corpse costs about $1 to $3..."

“Does this happen a lot?”

"You can go back and look at the number of missing persons each year and you will know. Or you can look at the cases where the clues are broken and cannot be solved."

Ma Hong was speechless...

Roy handed the ashtray to Mahone.

Ma Hong consciously hung it on his chest pocket.

Not far away, the blazing flames reflected Ma Hong's weathered face. In just one night, a few more wrinkles appeared on that deep face, making him look a few years older.

Roy had his first downline.

FBI top scavenger, Alexander Mahone.

Roy would not tell anyone about what happened tonight, including Ramahon's entry into the water, including his own superior, Director Gordon Fury.

In the future, when there is work, Roy will give some of the unimportant work to Mahone.

Ma Hong is a very important chess piece to Roy. No one would have thought that the two people who have always been at odds and have always had hatred for each other would become the same kind of people.

No one would have thought that Mahone would become Roy's subordinate.

You have to know that Mahone is a senior FBI agent with an entire task force and can mobilize FBI-SWAT.

How many important cases will pass through Mahone's hands.

From now on, Roy's wandering in the darkness will become smoother, safer, and more adept.

An ordinary patrolman controls a senior FBI agent...

While waiting, Roy had been observing Ma Hong's micro-expressions. From his expression, Roy could tell that Ma Hong seemed to be worried.

Then he asked:

"Do you have any questions for me?"

Ma Hong nodded...

He had more than just questions. The questions he wanted to ask were extremely important to him, but Roy had just said that he shouldn't ask questions, so Mahone kept them to himself.

This has always been a knot in his heart.

Roy said:

"Are you going to ask me about Maguire Ryan?"

Hearing this, Ma Hong turned around with a look of astonishment on his face. He thought: You guessed this?

The Maguire Ryan incident has always been a knot in Mahone's heart, and it is also the cause of the conflict between him and Roy. Although he told Roy that the incident was over, the knot in his heart is always a knot in his heart, how can he forget it easily...

Ma Hong nodded slightly: "Yes."

"In that case, I will tell you the truth about that day."

Ma Hong's eyes widened and his ears pricked up.

"Maguire Ryan did reveal his identity, but that was after I stabbed him five times. At the beginning, he did not reveal his identity."

Mahone stared at Roy's face, waiting for him to continue.

"Why else do you think Maguire Ryan made it to the hospital alive while ten other people died? I gave him a chance to live."

Taking a deep breath, Mahone nodded.

"According to the situation at the scene, 15 people surrounded me, it was normal for him not to reveal his identity immediately. After all, he was an undercover agent. Perhaps, there was another possibility..."

Roy paused.

"Another possibility?"

Mahone looked at Roy with surprise.

"Is it possible that Hercule is using my identity as a police officer to test Agent Maguire Lane's identity? How long has he been infiltrating the biker gang?"

"Three months. I arranged for Jenny Ryan to go in to support him. Jenny has been in there for a long time, more than a year. He has a close relationship with Hector. If I arrange for my own brother to go in, the chance of him being suspected will be very low, so it was Maguire."

"Ma Hong, there are four seriously injured motorcycle gang members currently in hospital for treatment. Maybe you can use some means..."

"I understand what you mean. If the attack on you was specially arranged by Hercule for Maguire, it seems that everything can be explained."

Ma Hong looked at Roy with a relieved look and continued:
"Thank you for telling me the truth."

Roy smiled.

Ma Hong let out a long sigh, and a feeling of relief came over him instantly. He felt tired. Too many things had happened recently, it was simply too dreamy.

His identity was revealed only after he was stabbed five times. What else is there to say? Mahone's knot with Roy was finally resolved.

Two days later, it rained heavily at night.

A Chevrolet sedan was parked in a street parking space across from Lance's apartment, less than 100 meters from the Brooklyn Police Station.

There were two people sitting in the car with the lights and the engine turned off.

Both men were wearing hooded jackets and jeans, and were observing a Cadillac sedan parked fifty meters ahead on the street.

In the darkness, Mahone asked:

"Roy, who's in the car up ahead?"

Roy replied: "Kane Ghiberi."

Hearing this, Ma Hong was stunned: "Kane? What is he doing?"

"He's watching me, look at my window."

Mahone looked at the fifth floor of Lance's apartment and saw that the lights in Roy's house were on. He then said, "He was watching you downstairs in your house, and you were watching him downstairs in your house."

"Well, it's like this..."

Ma Hong was speechless. How could you play like this?

"The last Show Girl incident will never end. I think Kane's butt is still sore. He must want to kill me."

After hearing what Roy said, Mahone took a deep breath and felt a strange sensation in his butt. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that it was Niakin and not that Niahei.

Roy continued:

"Kane must die..."

　Thank you all book friends for your monthly tickets!

　　Thank you all for your comments, fellow book lovers!

　　Here is the report of the results:
　　Thanks to the enthusiastic reading of book lovers, this book has already won the Sanjiang magazine for next week. The book is expected to be on the shelves next Wednesday!
　　By then, there will be 10,000 updates a day!

　　Thanks again to all the book-loving dads!

　　Lots of comments!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)