America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 142 A Small Town, Creating a Legend

The sudden burst of gunfire startled the motorcyclists, who immediately ducked to the ground, covering their heads. Bullets grazed their scalps, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Oh shit! He fired!!"

"It's a submachine gun!!"

"Don't hit me! I'm innocent!"

"I think I've been shot! Ah!!"

They scattered and fled in panic, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.

After a sweeping attack, the walls of the abandoned gas station were riddled with holes. Zhang Ailun stopped shooting and blew out a puff of smoke from the muzzle.

Looking at the blond-haired man slumped on the ground, terrified and wetting himself, he smiled and asked, "What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Sorry, I think I accidentally broke your gun? Please say it again."

"I was wrong! Please don't kill me!" the blond-haired man said, trembling.

The moment the gun was fired, my ears went numb from the shockwave, the pistol was blown away by the bullet, and my hand was scraped and bleeding profusely.

"Then get out of my sight right now. Leave your cell phones and communication devices behind, and no riding bikes!" Zhang Ailun swung the muzzle of his gun, feeling that he hadn't quite controlled his aim. He couldn't even control the gun at such close range? Luckily, his head wasn't blown off.

He immediately made a decision.

"I don't want to kill anyone today."

Hearing this, the motorcycle enthusiasts felt a chill run down their spines and were terrified.

He quickly got up from the ground, piled his wallet and phone on the ground, turned around and ran without looking back, even losing his shoes in the process.

They were terrified of being riddled with holes if they ran too slowly!

Sieg got out of the car and cleaned up the scene. He glanced at the holes in the walls and the bloodstains on the ground, and was a little puzzled. "This is not easy to deal with."

"If we can't handle it, then we won't. There's nothing to worry about. No one will call the police, and the officers won't come to such a remote place to check. This kind of thing isn't common in the city, but it happens all the time in the suburbs! These guys aren't exactly good people, so they certainly won't call the police and deliver themselves to our doorstep."

Zhang Ailun inspected the three motorcycles. They were all old vehicles, and he didn't know how many times they had been owned. They were only presentable on the surface, and the tires were worn out to an extreme degree. Their market value was probably around several hundred dollars.

"Take it."

I never expected to gain anything extra.

These guys are practically free lunches in the jungle, these little monsters just happen to spawn.

Sieg and Zhang Ailun moved the motorcycle to the SUV, picked up the wallet, and counted it; it was about $500. Not bad, they could make a profit!

The gun was truly destroyed and worthless; even disassembling it was a hassle. Sieg simply removed the magazine, found a random spot, wiped away his fingerprints, and threw it far into the dense forest to cover his tracks.

Upon returning, Zhang Ailun had already begun searching through the abandoned oil pipes. Sieg also helped with the search. After some time, they finally found the cash wrapped in plastic film and an oil paper bag inside the abandoned oil pipes stuffed with cardboard. There was also a Glock 17 Ghost Gun with a full magazine.

The firearms were handed over to Sieg to handle.

Zhang Ailun took the money, opened the oil paper bag and counted the amount. Not a single dollar was missing, and he felt refreshed.

"Adding the $500 in cash, that's a total of $5000 in paper money. And then there are those three old motorcycles. Even if each one is only worth $400, we've still made a good profit this time."

Zhang Ailun was in a good mood after inheriting Lao Hei's legacy.

After getting in the car and setting the coordinates, the two set off for their next destination.

"Aren't you sleepy again?"

Zhang Ailun didn't seem to want to rest at all along the way, which surprised Sieg.

"I'm in top form right now," Zhang Ailun said with a calm smile. He then played another energetic rap song.

Listening to energetic rap while enjoying the beautiful scenery.

The vehicle entered the fork in the road and headed towards a small county town in the countryside. It took about twenty minutes to reach the coordinates, an ordinary rural town.

After parking the Wrangler by the roadside, Zhang Ailun began searching for the dilapidated cabins one by one, following the clues. The townspeople noticed the two outsiders; their clothes and the Jeep made them look like they came from the city, but they didn't pay much attention.

The town is small, yet it has created a legend.

Zhang Ailun and Sieg quickly found a Civil War-era monument in the town, which recorded the occurrence of a battle, a poignant love story, with precise time and location information, and even a theme park.

But when Sieg searched, he found that there was no such record in history; it was a fabricated story.

The town mayor is so shameless in his pursuit of money that he keeps promoting love stories, and surprisingly, some tourists actually buy into it.

On the battlefield, your head could be blown to pieces by the enemy if you're not careful, how can you still have the mind to talk about love?

Sieg scoffed, "On the battlefield, the bullets in the gun are reserved for the enemy. This woman will definitely suffer a terrible fate after being captured. How could she possibly be treated well and develop any feelings for an officer?"

"In modern armies, the bullet in your crotch is for your teammates," Zhang Ailun explained.

"..."

Sieg suddenly felt powerless to refute.

The two walked around, stopping frequently, and in just over ten minutes they had almost finished exploring the town. Finally, guided by the signs, they found a detached cabin located on the edge of the town.

"Are people still living in this house?" Sig noticed the doghouse in the yard.

"It must be our Black friend who occasionally comes back here. You can see the windows are drafty and the yard is covered in moss. How could anyone possibly live in this godforsaken place?"

Zhang Ailun looked at the house, which resembled a haunted house and was decorated in the style of a small wooden cabin from the last century. It was the kind of place you wouldn't even take for free. Filming a horror movie here at night would definitely create a great atmosphere, and it was hard to imagine who would live here.

After asking Sieg to keep watch outside, Zhang Ailun went to the door of the dilapidated cabin, knocked, and, as expected, received no answer.

He decided to go straight in and climbed through the window.

As soon as I entered the house, the wooden planks under my feet creaked pitifully, cracking open immediately.

Looking at the interior decorations, Zhang Ailun noticed that the ceiling was about to collapse and the walls were covered in moss. It felt gloomy, like an air-conditioned room. If you weren't told, you would really think you had entered a horror-themed cabin.

I didn't dare to explore any further. I carefully searched and pried open the floorboards and found a USB drive and a notebook wrapped in a plastic bag.

Zhang Ailun opened his notebook and glanced at it. There were detailed dates and project lists, the kind of things that could land a death sentence. He wondered if those gangsters would ever consider searching this place.

As for the USB drive containing the sex tape, Zhang Ailun chose to keep it and watch it later.

Just as she was about to leave, Sieg's voice came from outside, "Hey! Hello there, girl! Is this your dog? Look at it! It's really majestic!"

The dogs barked incessantly, their calls echoing loudly.

At the same time, a girl's questioning voice rang out, "Who are you? What are you doing at my doorstep?"

Oh no.

Zhang Ailun immediately peeked out to look.

"Your doorstep? Oh, sorry, I really didn't know anyone lived here. I thought the family had already moved out. I didn't do anything, I'm just a tourist visiting here." Sig was also very quick-witted.

"That would be best! If you're really a tourist, you should go to the theme park next door, instead of sneaking around this little cabin," the girl said.

Zhang Ailun looked at the girl in the floral dress, blonde and blue-eyed, leading a well-developed and muscular Rottweiler. No wonder she made Sieg so nervous.

Is this her home? Isn't it Old Black's?

The Rottweiler sniffed around, seemingly detecting the scent of a stranger, and immediately began barking wildly towards the cabin again.

You idiot! What's your name?

Zhang Ailun saw the dog's fierce expression through the window.

The girl tightened her grip on the dog leash and snapped, "Shut up! Jason! Stop barking!"

Who? Jason?

Is that you, Jason?

Seeing that the girl couldn't hold onto the dog leash, Zhang Ailun hesitated for a few seconds, then simply kicked open the door, pulled out a pistol, and shouted, "Hey! Girl, shut your dog up!"

"WTF!!" The girl was stunned when she saw the Glock pistol in Zhang Ailun's hand. "Why are you in my house? Who are you?"

"We're from the Los Angeles Police Department, here investigating a man named El Martin. Do you know him?" Zhang Ailun, quick-witted, turned the tables and flashed his CCW badge.

"Who? I don't know them." The girl immediately became nervous.

Sieg and Zhang Ailun exchanged a glance, realizing something was amiss. Sieg immediately said in a deep voice, "You'd better not hide anything. This should also be El Martin's house. We've already gathered evidence against him here!"

"This is my house, not El Martin Road," the girl said.

"Is that so?" Zhang Ailun asked seriously.

"Okay, El Martin, Houston Martin, it should be the same person. If you're talking about that big-spending black guy, I do know him because he's my fuck buddy." The girl quickly confessed.

He said nonchalantly, "We met online. He drove over to meet me, we had a couple of drinks and got together, then slept together. But other than that, I don't have much of a relationship with him."

"I don't think so."

Zhang Ailun hadn't expected there to be this connection. This black guy was quite the player, driving all the way from the city to the countryside to pick up girls.

Unfortunately, this white girl was also very pretty, with a pure and innocent face, somewhat resembling an old friend who lived in the South Side of Chicago.

Is this a must-do activity in the South District? Karen?

That old black man really got away with it.

Zhang Ailun immediately produced the clues he had found, saying, "You dare say you didn't know about these things? They were all found in your house!"

"Shit! You even found this?" The girl immediately panicked, unable to hide her tracks any longer, and blurted out, "Martin confessed and got arrested? Isn't he involved in a gang? Am I going to go to jail too?"

"It depends on your performance."

Zhang Ailun casually replied, "He didn't confess, he went to see God! He was shot 96 times and riddled with bullets by gang members. You'd better keep quiet about this and pretend nothing happened. Considering it's your first offense and you're a minor, we'll let it go this time."

"I'm not a minor, I'm 19!" the girl retorted.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll play along with you two for a bit. Just pretend nothing happened and don't call the police to arrest me, okay?"

"..." Zhang Ailun felt a little numb for a moment.

It wasn't you...

Sieg gave her a serious look. "Miss, have you ever been to school? Do you know what the consequences are of trying to bribe a police officer through illegal means? That's a crime!"

"What will happen? No safety measures? Backdoor? I can't accept this!!"

"I once stole something from a convenience store, and the owner caught me and reported me to the town's police. He wanted to arrest me, but I went home with them for a day, and then he let me go," the girl answered frankly.

"..."

It shocked Siegfried for a whole year.

Why do I never encounter such good things... Pshaw!

I've encountered this now, but even though I'm not a police officer, I'm still a veteran!

Sieg sternly reprimanded her to correct the girl's wrong ideas, but the girl acted irrationally and looked at him with disdain.

He scoffed, "Are you impotent? What are you pretending for? Haven't you ever been with a woman? We're all adults, can't we be more honest? What right do you have to talk to me like that? It's my freedom!!"

"..." Sig was speechless after being rebuked. Well, well, it's clear you're living a very free life.

I was furious. Damn it!

Zhang Ailun said, "Alright, that's enough about this. Hold onto your dog, girl. We've finished our business and will be leaving soon. Don't tell anyone what happened here, or you'll definitely be charged and go to jail."

"What if those gangsters retaliate against me? No way, you have to guarantee my personal safety. Aren't you police officers? If you don't sleep with me, you definitely won't do anything for me! And I don't have money to bribe you."

The girl blocked their way and said stubbornly.

"They don't have that chance anymore."

Zhang Ailun also felt a bit of a headache, "We are a legitimate organization!"

What kind of logic is that? What makes you think that just because someone played you, you have to do things for them? It seems like you've never encountered a jerk before.

"Every time Martin comes, he sleeps with me and gives me money to help him hide his stolen goods. It's part of the deal! Don't worry, I don't have any diseases because I have a boyfriend, and we're getting married next month," the girl said.

No, you have a boyfriend?

What kind of town is this? A town of love? I think it's more like a town of promiscuity! This is absolutely outrageous, folks!!

Who knows how Zhang Ailun and Sieg left in the end?

Anyway, the Grand Master was completely overwhelmed.

"Although I knew that girls in the countryside were very open-minded, and that as long as you were handsome, you could win them over with just a few nice words, I didn't expect them to be this open-minded."

Sig complained, "I'm never coming back to this awful place again. Los Angeles is so much better!"

Zhang Ailun tightened his belt, slightly speechless. "So why am I the one who has to sacrifice myself in the end? I'm completely exhausted, buddy!!"

"When I was listening outside, she seemed very happy. You seemed happy too."

Sieg retorted, "She also said she didn't want to get married anymore and wanted to be with you."

"She's happy, but I'm dying."

Zhang Ailun took a deep breath, got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and shouted, "Let's go!!"

"OK." Sig started the car and sped away from the terrifying town.

(End of this chapter)