Of course, people with autism may enjoy it, but Pang Jindong is not this kind of person.

At night, Pang Jindong can still sit outside and count the stars to play, and he has nothing to do during the day, and he can't find someone to scold him.

In the past two days, Pang Jindong ate when he was hungry and slept when he was sleepy, and at the same time he didn't know when danger would come to him, and he really experienced the happy life of a pig.

Two days later, Pang Jindong briefly sorted out his appearance, went to a nearby town, and called Tom Howard on a pay phone.

"Jerry, you're in luck!" Tom Howard's voice sounded excited, and he told Pang Jindong, "You've got everything you need!" Your new identity is Eric Chen, with a simple and innocent background, a good credit history, and no criminal record. Immigrated to Country M since childhood, born on October 1, 1985...... "Tom, Howard told all the details of his new identity, and then told Pang Jindong his social security number.

Pang Jindong asked, "What about the driver's license?"

"I mailed it to a friend in New York, and you'll have to look for him to get it!"

Pang Jindong asked, "Can you let your friends come to me?"

"Yes!"

Pang Jindong told Tom Howard about his town and agreed to meet at the gas station here. Tom Howard, who estimated that his friend would take two hours to arrive, told Pang Jindong: "He wears a black suit and a red tie, and he leans in the car to read Time magazine." You go and ask him where he has the 'Big Apple', and if he answers that the 'Big Apple' is no longer delicious, you can ask him for his papers. ”

"Okay!"

Two hours at the gas station, Pang Jindong really saw such a person, parked the car next to the gas station, leaned on the front cover of the car to read Time Magazine.

Pang Jindong walked over slowly and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, do you know where the 'Big Apple' is?"

This man had dazzling blonde hair and was about forty years old, and when he heard Pang Jindong's words, he slowly put down the magazine and replied, "The big apple has gone bad and can't be eaten anymore!"

Pang Jindong nodded and reminded: "If I'm not wrong, the things I need are there!"

"Yes!" The man didn't take out the things, just looked Pang Jindong up and down, and then said, "Tom and I are very good friends, so I know a little bit about you!"

"So what?" Pang Jindong shrugged his shoulders, looking very indifferent.

"I know you're wanted?"

"So what?" Pang repeated the same question.

"You asked Tom to help you, and Tom found me again, aren't you worried that you will be betrayed in the process?"

Pang Jindong nodded and admitted frankly: "Of course I'm worried!"

"So you dare to come to the appointment?"

"I have to come, because now I have no other way. But at the same time, I'm ready to be betrayed by anyone" Pang Jindong was still very calm, and his hand was naturally inserted into his trouser pocket. This person didn't know that Pang Jindong put the gun in his trouser pocket and was ready to shoot at any time at this time.

The man looked up and smiled, "Maybe SWAT is in ambush around now, and you're going to be arrested or killed!"

Pang Jindong smiled and told the other party: "I won't be caught, at least I will die with you!"

This person looked at Pang Jindong, and after a while, he clapped lightly a few times. He took out an envelope and handed it to Pang Jindong, and then said, "Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you!"

The threat just now made Pang Jindong care, but when he heard this, Pang Jindong was stunned for a moment, because what this person should have said was "Tom didn't misread you". Pang Jindong frowned slightly, and asked strangely, "What do you mean?"

"I know your middleman, oh, no" The man spread his hands and corrected with some embarrassment, "To be exact, it should be the former middleman, because I know that you have retired!"

"So, you introduced us to Tom Howard in the first place?"

"That's right!" the man nodded, and continued, "Tom is a very family-minded man, and I have no doubt that his daughter will go completely insane if misfortune befalls him. At that time, he was really desperate, and I got a proposal from someone else to find a mercenary, and I relayed it to Tom, and got Tom's consent, so I contacted your intermediary. I have to tell you the truth, when I learned that you were just a hairy boy, I was very, very worried. If you fail, I'll be ashamed of Tom for the rest of my life. ”

"Luckily, I didn't disappoint you and Tom Howard!"

"Yes!" the man nodded and told Pang Jindong: "Since that time, I have wanted to see you. But you mercenaries got the money and left, and I never found such an opportunity. I didn't expect that a few years later, it would be under such circumstances that I finally got this opportunity. ”

Pang Jindong said: "I didn't expect it either!"

"Fate always likes to play tricks on people like this!" the man lamented. He looked up at the sky and said goodbye to Pang Jindong: "Since the matter has been completed, I will leave, good luck to you!"

Pang Jindong nodded slightly: "Good luck too!"

Watching this person drive away, Pang Jindong let out a long breath. What happened just now not only proves that Tom Howard is a trustworthy person, but also ensures Pang Jindong's safety for a period of time in the future.

After Pang Jindong returned to the city, he first opened a room in a hotel and settled down, it was not a very comfortable thing to live in that abandoned farmhouse, Pang Jindong wanted to take a good rest, and then managed to solve his current economic problems.

If you don't have money, you can't talk about it. Pang Jindong's cash is almost gone, and his account in country M will inevitably be frozen at this time. Although we bring a few bank cards from Japan, we must prevent them from being monitored. Pang Jindong then used his new identity to get a debit card for himself.

Next, Pang Jindong called Han Feng and asked him to deposit a sum of money into this account, and at the same time learned about the situation in China.

To Pang Jindong's surprise, the country was calm and unaffected. Although there are also news reports that Senator Revi, the candidate for the presidency of country M, was assassinated recently, and the culprit is suspected to be Chinese, there is no clue pointing to Pang Jindong himself.

"What's going on?" Pang Jindong felt very strange.

In such cases, under normal circumstances, the police in country M would have contacted Interpol to request detailed information about the offender from the country to which the offender belonged, but the police in country M did not do so this time.

In the past few days, Pang Jindong has been on the run and has not had the opportunity to read news reports. Otherwise, it would have been discovered that except for the news of the assassination, which was urgently inserted on the same day, his details were mentioned, and all the reports since then, whether online, television, or print, have not retold these materials. Although the attention and discussion surrounding the assassination of Senator Levi continues to heat up, the only description of Pang Jindong is a photo, some physical descriptions, and an English name of "Jerry Pang".

When the truth was revealed, Pang Jindong knew that this was the result of the secret wrestling between the two forces, and one of them temporarily won.

Just when Pang Jindong was busy implementing this new identity, there was a small friction around Pang Jindong in the New York City Police Department.

Bruised, Isabel got out of the hospital and went straight back to the police station. As she limped in, she noticed that all her colleagues were snickering.

"Isn't it funny?" asked Isabel in a disgruntled voice, looking at the crowd.

Seeing Isabel's furious appearance, everyone put away their smiles and went about the work at hand, and a few people walked over to greet her.

Isabel's popularity is still good after all, but everyone is very funny that she has become like this.

A colleague came over and told Isabel: "The director is looking for you!"

"Okay!" said Isabel, and went to the director's office.

The director was a middle-aged man with gray hair, dressed in a well-fitting suit, giving people a sense of kindness and kindness. If it weren't for the deliberate emphasis, no one would have thought that it was such a person who led the New York City Police Department. Dissatisfied with his way of doing things, Isabel often calls him "old man" behind his back.

The reason for this dissatisfaction is that, in Isabel's view, the chief is too cautious, forward-looking, and lacks the courage of a police officer. Although Isabel also knows that the chief needs to consider various factors to climb to today's position far beyond her own petty police officer.

Isabel sat down across from the director and asked, "What's the matter?"

Glancing at the bandages on Isabel's body, the director felt a faint heartache. Although this subordinate often brings all kinds of troubles, as the daughter of his old comrade-in-arms, Isabel is like a niece to him.

The director did not show his concern, but coldly told Isabelle: "You have worked hard! Take half a month's vacation, go home and have a good rest, or go to Hawaii for a vacation!"

"No!" Isabel replied flatly, a little excited, "I must catch the fugitive!"

The director sighed and asked, "Didn't you hear me?"

"When I catch the fugitive, I'll take a vacation!"

The director looked at Isabel, shook his head helplessly, and simply said bluntly: "Don't you understand? The reason why I let you take a leave of absence is to stop chasing fugitives!"

Isabel asked dissatisfiedly, "Why?"

"The FBI has taken over this case!"

"That doesn't stop us from continuing to investigate!"

"The FBI has clearly told us not to meddle in this case again!"

Isabel wanted to continue to distinguish, but her eyes rolled and she said, "Okay, then let the FBI guys do it, I don't care!"

The director saw Isabel's thoughts and warned, "You want to investigate privately?

Now that she has been recognized, Isabel simply told the truth: "Director, I feel very unwilling. ”

"Unwilling?"

"I was trapped in a room with the fugitive and was not able to catch him. Then he was tied up by one of his subordinates and beaten severely......" Thinking of the torture she had suffered, Isabel was a little excited: "Even if I can't catch Jerry Pang, I will catch that Xiaoqing." ”

After Pang Jindong left, Masaharu Kazama taught Isabel a lesson, and then walked away. It took a long time for Isabel to break free, then she found a payphone to call for reinforcements. She was already covered in injuries, plus her body was overdrawn, and by the time her colleagues arrived, she was almost prostration.

The director looked at Isabel and could somewhat understand her feelings.

Although the reckless Isabel often does things without regard for the consequences, she and several other cops can be called the delta of the New York City Police Department. It has always been them who have made all kinds of criminals unlucky, but they have never been made so virtuous by criminals.

The director told Isabel word by word: "I repeat again, you go on vacation immediately!"

"I didn't know there was a forced leave from the NYPD, but I couldn't give up my duty!"

The director sighed and said, "Sometimes, the loss you cause to catch a criminal is greater than the loss caused by the criminal himself. If every police officer is as 'dedicated' as you are, I, the chief, will not do it." ”

"But this time ......"

"I'm not saying these things to you now, not as a director, but as an elder. Your father entrusted you to me before he died. Even if I can't make you live a happy life, at least I hope you can be safe. The director interrupted Isabel's words and said with a little emotion: "Many things are not as simple as you see, and with decades of experience in this circle, I can intuitively feel that this case involves very complex political factors. ”

Isabel shrugged her shoulders and said, "Of course, there is a political factor in assassinating a presidential candidate. ”

"This time it's more complicated. The director stood up, looked out of the office through the window, then closed the blinds, sat down and added: "In similar cases in the past, the killer was either killed by mistake or was killed afterwards, and few people were able to get a good death." In other words, at least one of the two sides of the fight will get rid of the killer, and we, the police, the FBI, and some other departments, are often used as tools for this kind of murder, but this time the situation is different. The FBI won't let us intervene, and what they call a 'takeover,' I suspect it doesn't matter at all." ”

Isabel shook her head: "You didn't say where it's complicated, where it's different!"

"I can't tell, but at least I can feel that someone doesn't want Jerry Pang dead. After a pause, the director advised: "This game is not something we can play, you should take a vacation with peace of mind!"

Isabel was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay!"