Chapter 51: Bad News

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As the engine started, the radio in the car also sounded. I vaguely heard a female voice shouting on the radio: "...... Note! Attention officers on patrol! Frankfurt reported a case of armed robbery. The gunman was Ahmed Mohammed, African-descent and brown-skinned. Frankfurt police are convinced that the gunman is fleeing via Route 65 in the direction of Chicago. There's a good chance they'll escape into Midwood. All patrol units are requested to ......"

At this point, the engine stopped spinning, and the sound of the radio stopped abruptly.

After closing the door of the truck, the men took out their shovels and shoveled all the places where the wheels had been rolled, especially the places where the blood of the police and broken glass were spilled, and they shoveled a layer of soil and stuffed the soil into the car.

"Wouldn't that be too obvious?" Zongheng handed the bag containing the bloody clothes to Zhang, looked at the ground that they had dug up and asked.

Zhang took the paper bag and said, "As long as you have done it, it will definitely leave traces." The crux of the matter is whether these traces provide sufficient evidence for the police's suspicions. As long as there is not enough evidence, even if they are suspicious, what is the use? ā€

Zongheng knows the power of modern criminal investigation and forensic methods. That's why he turned to Zhang for help. As a gang organization that engages in all kinds of illegal activities, they have more means to deal with the police. Now it seems that it is really professional.

Just when Zongheng was silently admiring, Zhang suddenly remembered something, and said to Hannah who was sitting in the car: "Did those two policemen touch your car?" ā€

Hannah nodded.

"Come out! Let me check it out. ā€

Hannah got out of the car. Zhang took out a flashlight and shone it inside and outside the carriage. The light of the flashlight is blue-purple. Soon, she found several stains glowing with bright blue light on the black leather seat cover.

Zhang took out a business card and stuffed it into Hannah's hand, and said, "You guys will go to this car wash shop to wash the car on the way home later." Tell them to wash your car in the most expensive way. A must go. ā€

"What's wrong?" Zongheng asked.

Zhang said, "The seat is stained with blood on Hannah's clothes." In order to prevent accidents, it is better to wash them. This car wash is run by our people and is safe. ā€

Glancing at Hannah, he asked, "Can you send someone to help us drive?" ā€

"It's better not to." "In order to prevent the police from linking us together, it is best for us not to have any overt contact recently." ā€

Hannah interjected at this time, "Don't worry about me. I can do it. ā€

Her tone was a little stiff, but there was no sign of nervousness in her tone.

"Be careful on the road, and if you feel that you can't concentrate, stop and rest on the side of the road immediately." If someone asks, they say that they are not feeling well. Be sure not to get into a traffic accident. ā€

"Okay. Thank you. Hannah replied.

……

Because of the car wash, when Zongheng and Hannah returned home, it was already evening. The two of them hadn't eaten at noon, and they were already hungry.

By this time, Lydia had already returned from Chicago, lying on the couch watching TV, eating potato chips and drinking Coke.

Hannah frowned when she saw the bag of chips in her hand, and went upstairs to take a shower without saying a word.

Zongheng didn't go upstairs, but sat down on the single couch next to Lydia.

"Where have you been today?" Lydia asked intentionally, seemingly unintentionally, "Hannah looks tired. ā€

"Let's go play with guns." Zongheng replied, "When did you come back?" Are things going well? ā€

Lydia looked triumphant, raised her chin and pointed to a file bag on the coffee table, motioning for herself to look.

"What is this?" Zongheng asked casually.

When he asked this, he had already taken the document bag in his hand, opened the mouth of the bag and pulled out the documents inside.

He quickly flipped through a few pages and asked, somewhat surprised, "Is this my identification and adoption agreement?" ā€

"That's right!" Lydia smiled and said, "From now on, your name will be Nemo Li, and your Chinese name will be Li Mo." This is the fourth child of our Li family. Hello! Brother! ā€

With that, Lydia grabbed several potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth and chewed them, making a "crunch" crunch.

"Do Marilyn and James know?" Zongheng asked.

"Yes, they agreed."

Zongheng opened his mouth. He wanted to say if the couple knew what kind of person he actually was. No! As long as you know what he's done in the past two days, I'm afraid you won't allow him to stay in this house, right?

Looking around, there was no sign of Mr. and Mrs. James. "Where are they?" he asked. ā€

Lydia laughed, "To celebrate you officially becoming part of this family, they went to the supermarket and were ready to cook something delicious in the evening." ā€

Across the horizon, he looked at the sky and asked, "How long have they been there?" What time will you be back? ā€

"It's been two hours, and I'm probably coming back soon."

Zongheng nodded silently.

Lydia looked at him and said strangely, "I'm not very happy to see you look, what's wrong?" Don't want to be our family's child? ā€

Seeing that she saw through it, she didn't hide it, and said with a wry smile: "We've known each other for some days, and you know everything about me." Don't you think it would be dangerous for James and Marilyn to let me stay in this house? ā€

Lydia smiled and said, "I thought of it." ā€

"Then why are you ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lydia interrupted, "So I'm going to let you go to Chicago with me." ā€

"Chicago?" Vertical and horizontal stunned.

"Chicago. Stay with me. "Actually, I've been planning to do so ever since I discovered your talent. ā€

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're a genius. Geniuses deserve the best education. While Midwood's elementary and secondary schools are pretty good, they still fall short compared to Chicago. At least if you go to school here, your horizons will be greatly limited, which is not conducive to your development. When you get there, I'll connect you with the best local schools. ā€

Thinking of the conversation between Lydia and Hannah that he overheard two days ago, he said, let me go to Chicago, I'm afraid it's not just Lydia's opinion, it's also an order from the FBI General Bureau, right?

He thought about it, and such an arrangement seemed to be beneficial to him, so he nodded: "Then let it be!" I'll listen to you. ā€

Hearing him say this, Lydia's heart suddenly jumped with joy. She was originally a little worried that Zongheng would not be happy, but now she finally put her mind at ease.

As Zongheng guessed, letting Zongheng go to Chicago was not only Lydia's own idea, but also an order from the FBI General Bureau.

From Lydia's point of view, such an arrangement would be in her best interest. Because the adoption relationship between James and Marilyn has been legally clarified, it has become a legitimate thing for her to accompany Zongheng as the eldest daughter in this family. If Moretti and the others wanted to snatch this rare genius from her hands again, the difficulty would suddenly increase several times. And the most important thing is that if Zongheng stays in Midwood, Lydia has a sense of crisis. As Zongheng himself said, this guy is too capable of causing trouble. It's only been so long since you arrived at Midwood, and how much trouble has you already gotten into with it? Even the girls have already provoked three. And that's what happened when Lydia was still in Midwood. When she's back to work and only gets back to Midwood on weekends, God knows how much this guy can mess with. Instead of this, it is better to take him with you and watch it every day, which can also make her feel more at ease.

The two were chatting when the sound of a car engine could be heard outside the house. Zongheng looked through the window, and his heart suddenly tightened. He couldn't help but lose his voice: "Why is Jack here?" ā€

Lydia didn't notice the strangeness of the horizon. Hearing Jack coming, she smiled and looked back as well. Then Jack was seen coming out of a police car. He was wearing a uniform and had a solemn expression. Behind him, there was another policeman, who also looked solemn.

Lydia's smile froze suddenly. Although she has never experienced such a scene, she has heard people talk about it. Often, a police officer comes to your home with such an expression, almost 100% of the time it means that they bring bad news.

"Hannah!" Lydia shouted.

She had a hunch that things were not going well, and she would never want to take it on her own at such a moment.

But Hannah didn't respond to her.

Lydia shouted twice, still not hearing Hannah's reply.

"Hannah must be in the shower." "The sprinkler is so loud that she may not be able to hear it. ā€

At this time, Jack had already walked to the gate of the Li family and rang the doorbell.

Lydia had no choice but to open the door herself.

"Good afternoon, Jack...... Can I help you? Lydia tried to make herself look like she was normal. But the stiff expression betrayed her nervousness.

Jack pulled off his hat and asked in a deep voice, "Lydia...... Can I go in and say it? ā€

His movements and tone of voice made Lydia's heart sink even more.

"Good...... Okay......" Lydia said hesitantly, stepping out of the way.

Jack asked his subordinates to wait at the door, and walked into the living room of the Li family alone. He didn't rush to speak, just looked around the room with a sad gaze. Eventually, his eyes fell on a photo of the Li family on the fireplace.

Seeing him like this, Lydia couldn't hold back any longer. "What's wrong?" she asked. Be...... Did something happen to my parents? ā€

Jack turned around, wanting to look at her, but not daring to make eye contact with her. After a moment of silence, he nodded slowly: "An hour ago, a gunman who was chased by the police fled into a Walmart supermarket...... I had an exchange with the police in a supermarket...... James and Marilyn ......

Misfortune...... I was shot......"

"Bang dang!" Lydia shook and knocked over the Coke bottle on the coffee table.