Pat Gates waited for Ben Gates and Riley to sit down and asked happily, "Ben, have you really found the treasure?"

Ben Gates bowed his head very weakly and said: "Well, I'm sorry, father, I said that I found the Charlotte, but there is no treasure on it, only a smoking bottle, I followed the clues on the smoking bottle to find my new clue,"

Ben Gates excitedly walked up to Pat, "I need those Benjamin letters, we're one last step away."

Pat Gates sat on the couch with his heart clutched, and the frightened Ben Gates and Riley hurriedly helped him.

Pat Gates pushed his son away and said sadly: "God, I knew you wouldn't be so kind to see me, sorry, kid, even if you get Benjamin's letter, it's useless, you will only go from one clue to another, one by one,

I've been studying those letters for 0 years, and I've been looking for a treasure for 0 years, and that treasure is a hoax at all, a hoax that lured the English to spend a lot of effort and wealth to find during the War of Independence.

Wake up, my child, your grandfather has been looking for nothing all his life, and I have not only lost all my honor and fame, but finally even your mother, what is left of my life, this house? I have lived alone for more than 20 years, and I have not even been accompanied by anyone for Christmas".

Ben Gates looked at his decadent father and suddenly felt a little excited, thinking about his past, since he was an adult, he only wanted to find treasures, and he had a very unpleasant quarrel with his father Pat over the treasure, and the two really didn't seem to have spent Christmas together for many years.

This made Ben Gates very guilty, "Okay, father, give me those letters, I will die if I don't find clues this time, I will listen to your words and live in peace, no longer look for any treasures, I will go to New York to find my mother, and I will come to spend Christmas with you this year, I am sorry Dad, I promise this is the last time".

When Pat Gates heard this, he was very happy and patted Ben Gates on the shoulder, but it didn't take long for Pat Gates to say a little embarrassed: "You know, Ben, those letters were accidentally found by your grandfather in an old table in the New England Newspaper printing office."

Ben Gates knew all of this, looking at the hesitant Pat Gates, Ben Gates suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, "Father".

"Well, Ben, I donated those letters to the Franklin Memorial in Philadelphia," Pat Gates couldn't hold it anymore and could only say directly.

Ben Gates patted his forehead in annoyance, "God, I should have taken those letters with me in the first place, let's go, Riley, there's no time to stay here anymore, let's go to Philadelphia."

Riley, who was eating pizza, stood up and said, "Ben, maybe we should tie Mr. Pat up, it will be better for him."

"What" Pat Gates looked at Riley and Ben Gates in surprise, he didn't know why he was being tied up.

Pat Gates looked at his son, but saw Ben Gates nodding, "Riley, go get the tape in the drawer behind you"

Say to Pat Gates, "I'm sorry, Father, I have to tie you up".

Pat Gates angrily asked, "Why, am I going to tell this news to others? Ben, you really disappointed me, you don't even trust me? You are still not my own".

Ben Gates saw that his father was so angry, and he was afraid that he would have a heart attack, so he had to confess: "Father, we stole the founding declaration, and here it is"

As he spoke, he took out the bucket containing the founding declaration on his shoulder and shook it at Pat Gates, "The code is behind the declaration, I'm sure."

Pat Gates looked at Ben in disbelief, "God, what have you done, Ben, do you know what happens if you get caught? You'll be in jail for the rest of your life."

"I know, father, so I must find the treasure this time, as long as I find the treasure and dedicate it to the official, it will not only pardon my crimes, but also restore the honor of our Gates family,

I have no way out, father, I will tie you up for a while, the Secret Service people are coming, you will treat it as if you have been kidnapped by me, they will not embarrass you."

"God bless you can find the treasure, come on, Ben, I'm ready" The matter is out of Pat Gates can only be towards his own son.

After the two tied up Pat Gates, Ben Gates hugged his father, picked up the bucket and walked towards the door, as soon as he opened the door, Ben Gates stood stiffly at the door, and his hands were involuntarily raised.

Riley in the back saw Ben standing still and said, "Let's go, Ben, we don't have much time, the Secret Service should be here soon."

"Can you give it to me? Mr. Gates, you'd better not force me to do it, I'll kill you all."

Riley stretched out his head and looked a meter outside the door, and saw a man in a suit with a hood standing outside the door, holding a silencer and pointing at Ben Gates's head, which made Riley scream.

With a 'whoosh', a hole appeared in the wall next to Riley, "Shut up, I'll hit you in the head next time".

"Again, can you give me the bucket you have in your hand, Mr. Gates, I won't say the third time" After saying that, the guy also broke the firing pin on the gun, and a cold air rushed to Ben Gates's head, and he felt that the guy in front of him would really shoot.

Ben Gates hurriedly handed the bucket in his hand to John Wick, the hooded man in front of him.

"Thank you, cooperate, don't worry I'm not here to kill you, now please walk in slowly, thank you."

Ben Gates and Riley were robbed and pointed to listen to John Wick's words, and slowly walked into the house, and Pat Gates, who was tied up in the hall, watched in surprise as his son was pointed at gunpoint and walked back.

"Sir, we promise you whatever you want, just don't shoot."

John Wick said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, my mission is not for you, and I don't like to do anything other than the mission, as long as you cooperate with me to ensure that I will not waste my bullets."

Pat Gates hurriedly said: "Okay, no problem, we promise to cooperate with you, sir, if you want us to do this, we will cooperate with you."

Ben Gates rolled his eyes when he heard the killer's words and said: "I have 1 million US dollars, all for you, as long as you don't take away the painting bucket, and even I can sell my own house, so that I can make up a few hundred thousand or so, I will give it all to you."

"Shut up, Ben," called Pat Gates in a panic, knowing the rules of the killer profession because his wife's name was Victoria Winslow, an English woman who disguised her identity as a college professor.

Pat Gates knew that no killer would dare to give up on a mission, because abandoning a mission would mean that the killer would immediately change from hunter to prey.