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Looking at the three letters FBI sprayed out with yellow paint on Tifa's bulletproof vest, Harry sneered.

"What? You bribed the local FBI in San Francisco?" Tifa asked while handcuffing Harry.

"Hehe, Ms. Detective, you're too unprofessional to ask this question. Even if you're not the FBI in San Francisco, don't you know who pays for your FBI's car loan and housing loan?"

Harry smiled, and asked, "I've been arrested, I admit it, but can you let me know why you came to San Francisco to investigate? If you are here to investigate me, I should get the news .”

"We're here to check for counterfeit bills."

A male FBI agent walked up to Harry with a trolley case, opened it and asked, "Where did you get the counterfeit money in it?"

"Oh fuck! I fell into the hands of a group of FBI checking for counterfeit money. Is this what I will do if I betray my old man?"

Knowing why he was investigated, Harry was also free and easy, and directly admitted: "I bought the money from a person named Code Painter. Don't ask me who that person is, I don't know."

"We only traded once, and there was no face-to-face transaction. I can only hear his voice as a man's voice, and the tone is British. Other than that, I don't know anything about that person."

Confiding everything he knew about Romond, Harry asked back: "Then how did you find me? I don't think there is any problem with my deal with the painter."

"Be aware of those around you."

Tifa is a good girl with integrity, but when facing the prisoner, her integrity will be transformed into scheming.

After patting Harry on the shoulder and planting a nail in his heart, Tifa turned and said goodbye to his old boss, and then took the other FBI agents and the seized counterfeit banknotes and boarded the nearest plane back to New York.

Back at the site in New York, Marlowe first laughed and affirmed Tifa's achievements, and then asked a question that Tifa had prepared for a long time:

"Agent Genfort, why? Why did the counterfeit money dealer leave code words and signal receivers on purpose? By doing this, he is completely selling out his customers, even his own future."

"Station Master, I think this is a kind of salvation."

Tifa pretended to analyze: "The counterfeit banknote dealer, why did he leave 'Jerusalem' as a code word? Obviously, he felt the grace of the Lord, and he wanted to relieve himself by helping the FBI catch other criminals. The crime of being a counterfeiter."

"Hehe, you can alleviate your own sins by sacrificing other criminals." Marlowe said disdainfully: "This kind of practice of letting others forgive sins on your behalf is really in line with the logic of a criminal."

As Tifa expected, explaining Romon's actions in terms of Lord and Redemption would easily gain the trust of other FBI agents.

After all, this kind of thing is too common in the United States. There are countless murderers who will go to church to confess their sins after killing someone. It's just that Romon put this confession process on arresting other criminals.

"According to the atonement logic of this counterfeit banknote criminal, he should continue to practice this alternative atonement method in the next period of time, and if he plays the same routine too much, it will inevitably leave traces inadvertently."

As he said that, Marlowe looked at Tifa: "Agent Genfort, judging from your outstanding performance during this period, I must admit that you have an unmatched level of psychological analysis of criminals." Excellent talent."

"So, the next hunt for this bastard counterfeiter will be entirely up to you to lead."

"Of course, in the process of arresting the counterfeit banknote criminal, don't forget to capture the criminal organization he confessed to. After all, all the criminals who can buy counterfeit banknotes are the most wanted criminals on the FBI list. Catch them, and it will be your credit!"

Yes, no one is always unlucky.

After experiencing setbacks in his relationship, Marlowe unexpectedly found that he was really about to usher in a second spring in terms of career.

Originally, he was still thinking that a banknote counterfeiter is a banknote counterfeiter.

Unexpectedly, the counterfeiter suddenly had a brain twitch, turned into a dark hero inexplicably, and started to help the FBI catch criminals.

Coupled with Tifa, a new agent who seems to be a newcomer but is actually a big boss, Marlowe has never felt like today, and feels that the future is smooth.

Just when Marlowe was feeling excited and looking forward to the future, the receptionist who answered the phone at their site knocked on the wooden door of the office.

dong dong dong.

"Come in," said Marlowe.

"Station Master, there is a strange person calling." The waiter said with a strange expression.

"Strange person? Who?"

"He said he was a painter."

"What did you say!?"

Hearing that it was Romon's call, Marlowe's voice immediately raised two octaves: "Quick, quick, quick! Go and prepare for signal tracking! Also, get the phone to the office!"

Following Marlowe's instructions, the entire Cross Station moved quickly. After some hasty operations, Marlowe pressed the hands-free button on the office phone.

"I'm Marlowe, the station chief of the FBI's Chris Station in New York, who are you?"

"Hehe, stationmaster Marlowe is really slow to answer the phone. Is he dealing with Harry's human smuggling case?" Romon asked in a standard British aristocratic tone.

"We're dealing with that case, why? You, the hero in the dark, have called to supervise our work?" Marlowe deliberately spoke slowly in order to gain more time for phone tracking.

"I can't talk about supervision. I just want to know who cracked my password. I want to have a chat with him."

Hearing Romon's request, Marlowe waved to Tifa, and whispered: "Try to deal with him, and delay him for a while."

"clear."

Tifa nodded lightly, walked to the phone, took a deep breath, and prepared to perform: "My name is Tifa Genfort, and I'm an agent at Chris Station. I cracked the code you left behind. ,Do you have any question?"

"Tifa, that's a beautiful name. If I'm not mistaken, the beautiful female detective who raided my banknote printing factory that day is Ms. Tifa, right?"

"Yes, that's me. Mr. Painter called, is it just to confirm this matter?"

"Isn't it possible?" Romon smiled and said, "Humans have an instinctive pursuit of beauty. As a human being, I naturally hope that my password can be deciphered by the beautiful lady Tifa. This will give me a kind of The feeling of a confidante."

"Hmph, you tricked those young girls with these sweet words, right?"

Although he was acting, there was still a little resentment in the depths of the play. Tifa sensed the change in her mood, so she quickly changed the subject to: "Since you think I am your confidante, why don't you come to New York, how about we sit down and talk?"

"Being able to have face-to-face communication with Ms. Tifa is indeed my dream scene, but it is not the time for us to meet, and I still have to continue my unfinished journey."

"Okay, Ms. Tifa, I know you guys are tracking my phone signal, so let's stop this conversation for now, goodbye!"

The moment Romon said goodbye, the phone hung up, and the detective in charge of phone tracking shrugged helplessly, and said:

"Station Master, the call time is not enough. I only tracked down this suspect in Miami."

"Then go to Miami!"

Marlowe ordered: "The fact that this bastard made this call to let us track it down to Miami means he left something for us in Miami."

Regardless of whether Tifa has become Romon's confidante or not, Marlo is going to be Romon's confidante anyway.

When Romon made a phone call, he smelled credit. He looked at Tifa with piercing eyes, only to find that the woman was frowning in thought.

"Agent Genfort, did you find anything from the call just now?"

"Journey! Station Master, the artist just said on the phone that he wants to complete his unfinished journey. Since it is a journey, it must have an end. Where will his end be?"

Chapter 095 FBI! Open The Door!

Where will Romon's journey go.

Everyone wants to know the answer to this question.

Tifa, who heads up the FBI, wants to know.

Sequence Five playing cat and mouse wonders.

Counterfeit banknotes are unsalable, customers are being discovered, and the Brody family, who is at a critical moment of life and death, wants to know more.

huh~~~

Gray-white smoke spewed out from the middle of old Brody's chapped lips, blowing the blood-red lint thread in front of him.

It's like the scene of solving crimes that often appears in movies.

On the huge map, put the headshots of the victims on the locations where they were killed, and then connect these locations with red cotton threads. Through such an intuitive physical connection, we can find the connection between these victims .

However, with the photos of the victims pinned on the map in front of Old Brody, there was no need for Old Brody to search for the connection between them, because he knew all these people—all of them were his former business partners.

Holding a red watercolor pen, Old Brody drew a big red cross on the photo of a strong Mexican man, and then spit out smoke and said:

"Charles, I always thought you were a cunning old fox. I didn't expect you to be no different from those idiots. Seeing the arrival of the so-called 'new era', you would greedily rush into the trap."

From Harry's downfall a month ago, to Charles being kicked out by the FBI this morning.

Old Brody was completely sure that this so-called painter had already reached cooperation with the FBI through some kind of prosecution and defense deal, and used his super counterfeit banknotes to lure out these criminal organizations with vicious names on the most wanted list.

This type of phishing enforcement is common in the FBI, though it's rare to see one fish in just one pond.

Seeing the criminal organizations connected with him being arrested one after another, no matter how stupid old Brody was, he could have imagined that the FBI must have obtained the list of these counterfeit banknote customers from his family through some means, and then carried out Targeted phishing enforcement.

Old Brody figured this out a long time ago, but he didn't inform his regular customers that they were being targeted by the FBI, who made these old bastards forget about themselves when they saw the beautiful new counterfeit bills They have been diligently serving their old counterfeit banknotes for many years.

Let the FBI arrest these people, but Old Brody wants to use these people to be arrested to determine the painter's final foothold, and kill this bastard himself before his family is completely destroyed.

After Charles was kicked out by the FBI this morning, Brody's partner in the United States was only the last Black Hawk gang engaged in drug smuggling in Chicago.

"It's here!"

Drawing a red circle at the location of Chicago, Old Brody said ruthlessly: "Painter, you ruined everything about me, and in return, I will destroy everything about you!"

"Enjoy your last trip to Chicago, for that will be the final destination of your journey."

While old Brody was looking at the map and gnashing his teeth, Sequence Five also looked at the huge map of the United States in front of him, and tapped his right index finger painted with black nail polish on the location of Chicago:

"Mr. Fox, your puzzles this time are a bit too simple. You always carry out activities around one point, deliberately exposing your position, so that we can all gather in Chicago and give us a surprise game." meet and greet party?"

Sequence Five didn't believe that Romon would be stupid enough to make such a low-level mistake, so she bet that Romon definitely had other arrangements in Chicago.

The FBI on Tifa's side also had the same idea.

As the world's most well-known detective agency, the FBI's ability to detect cases is unquestionable. Faced with Romon's network collection operations that only revolve around the Brody family, the FBI didn't detect it once, twice. Can you not notice it?

Through the huge intelligence network of the FBI, Marlowe easily obtained the customer list of the Brody family. Looking at the only surviving Black Hawk Gang on the list, Marlowe affirmed:

"Chicago Black Hawk Gang, the painter's final target is definitely this gang, our chance to arrest the painter has come!"

Leading the team personally, Marlowe led all the agents under his command to Chicago, confidently arresting the painter.

If there is another unlucky guy who was kept in the dark in this Chicago carnival, it would be the Chicago-limited supporting role-the Black Hawk Gang.

The Black Hawk gang knew nothing about the coming storm. Although it was a regular customer of the Brody family, it didn't know which organizations the Brody family had business dealings with.

After all, the transaction of counterfeit banknotes is not about buying rice and noodles on the street. After buying, you have to chat with the neighbors in the neighborhood. This kind of business is the most shameless and despicable business even in the underworld. Close it tightly, lest if the news leaks out, your organization will be finished.

Everyone remained silent in the dark forest, so it was naturally impossible for the Black Eagle Gang to know that the counterfeit money market surrounding the Brody family had collapsed, leaving only their own seedling.

"Hahahahaha! Perfect, Mr. Painter's counterfeit money is perfect!"

Through the walkie-talkie attached to the luggage, he received the goods from the boss of the Black Eagle Gang, who was praising Romon for his superb counterfeiting skills.

It's just that Romon on the walkie-talkie has long been tired of hearing this set of compliments. He drove a speedboat and picked up the suitcase containing real money from the river. After confirming that the money inside was real, Romon said goodbye directly. Said: "Happy cooperation, Mr. Heiying."

"Happy cooperation, artist, and look forward to our next meeting."

After finishing the call, Romon threw the walkie-talkie into the river, then shifted the forward gear, and drove the speedboat to Lake Michigan.

It's time for him to complete the core main line of "A Game of Cat and Mouse" - flirting with girls.

However, considering that this time in Chicago to tease girls, it has reached the middle and late stages of the story.

Romon can't just find any female bartender, female stewardess, etc., he has to learn from the original book, and as the hero's "career" takes off, the girls he hooks up with should also take off accordingly.

For example, find a female star that he has been "longing for" since he was a child.

Driving an Aston Martin and wearing a tailored suit of the same style as Bond, Romon seized the timing and drove the car to the gate of the Lake Bay Hotel.

"Sir, I'll help you park the car."

"Thank you."

Handing the car keys and a hundred-dollar bill to the parking attendant at the same time, Luo Meng nodded to a third-tier Hollywood star on the steps with a smile on his face, and then walked gracefully into the hotel lobby under the interested eyes of the other party .

It's just that his actions not only attracted the third-tier star, but also attracted old Brody's dark eyes:

"Are you sure the artist is this person?"

"Patriarch, I'm sure, [-]% sure!"

The younger brother of the Brody family nodded and said: "After I followed the Black Hawk Gang all the way to the trading place, I saw them throw the trolley case with cash into the river with my own eyes. When I chased down the river, I saw this People drove the speedboat and took away the box that the Black Hawk gang threw into the river."

"Hahaha, good boy, I have written down your credit. When I return to San Francisco, I will give you a satisfactory reward, but before that..."

Smiling grinningly, Old Brody looked at the back of Romon's departure, and the meaning he expressed was self-evident.

It's a pity that his innocence has long been captured by Romon's virtual camera, and even his younger brother can witness Romon making money from the river. It is simply a fantasy to find Romon.

In addition to knowing that he was being targeted by Old Brody, Romon also knew that he was being targeted by the FBI. He used a virtual camera to take a close-up shot of the FBI agent pretending to be a passenger in the hall. Romon seemed to have discovered nothing. Continue Smiling with the front desk of the hotel:

"Hello ma'am, I would like a room with the best sunset view, what do you recommend?"

Looking up and down at Romon's expensive custom-made suit, the front desk of the hotel knew that this young man was not short of money, so he recommended the most expensive presidential suite with a sweet smile:

"Room 001 on the top floor of the hotel is facing the vast and vast Lake Michigan. If you choose there, you will enjoy the best sunset in Chicago."