Chapter Seventy-Nine: Tracking

Although Ling Xiao left the Disney Concert Hall, he himself did not leave this area, and he had a feeling that everything would not be so calm tonight.

Scott West is not that simple, but Beckett didn't notice this, originally Ling Xiao planned to intervene directly, but when he saw Patrick Jane, Ling Xiao changed his attention, this person is also not simple, maybe he can watch a good show.

I don't know when, Ling Xiao has already changed his outfit, with a black night coat and a black mask, standing on the top of a tall building, paying attention to everything that is happening below.

Scott West danced on the dance floor with the beautiful woman around him as usual, this beauty is the young model who wore the gemstone necklace he brought to the Natural History Museum in Los Angeles some time ago, and it didn't take long for this beautiful model to be put on bed by him.

While it was still fresh, Scott West took beautiful models to many high-class occasions, and today's gala party in the name of Stark to subsidize soldiers' families was no exception.

Although West seemed calm as usual, his heart had long been vigilant.

Nearly a month had passed since the museum robbery, and the whole thing was out of his control, and it was not at all the same as the expected plan.

From the very beginning, the appearance of the old man from London had already made West sense that something was wrong. Although he intervened in time to lure the old man in the suit away and let Philip Johnson get out smoothly, he never imagined that Philip Johnson had been killed that night, and the three gems were all gone.

West did not know the details of the case, and he questioned the LAPD several times, but the other party refused to disclose any information to him on the grounds that he was working on the case. Sometimes he asks too much, and the other party starts asking him about something, which makes West can't help but be alert.

Even the news of Philip Johnson's death came after the police began a mass manhunt.

By this time, it was too late, and most of the robbers who had been involved in the museum robbery that night had already been caught, except for a few who were very vigilant and left the United States immediately after the crime, and basically none of them escaped.

Even those who had worked with Philip Johnson in the past had been arrested, and if it weren't for the police announcing Philip Johnson's death, West, who suspected Johnson of confessing everything, would have fled Los Angeles long ago.

Although West breathed a sigh of relief to know that Philip Johnson was dead, it also meant that the three gems he had lost could never be recovered, although two of them were insured and there was no financial problem, and the doom gem on loan from the Natural History Museum in London had to be paid for by him alone.

However, shortly after learning of Philip Johnson's death, West received a call from someone claiming to be Johnson's assistant, asking to meet with him, give him the gem, and get the rest of the payment back.

You must know that they only received half of this $5 million task, and the other 2.5 million must be obtained.

After some confirmation, West was convinced that the man was indeed Philip Johnson's assistant, and that the gem was indeed in his possession. This is confirmed by something that only Johnson himself knows and the photos of the three gems that have been handed down.

The meeting time is tonight, in this Disney concert hall, but shortly after arriving at the concert hall, West realizes that he is being targeted, and he is being targeted by the police.

Those stupid cops didn't know that they had already been detected by themselves. West whirled around the dance floor with the beautiful woman in his arms in his arms, paying more attention to the movements around him, and of course paying more attention to the two policemen.

He didn't know what was wrong, whether his phone had been being listened to, or if the nickname had fallen into the hands of the police, and he had to be careful anyway.

For Philip Johnson, neither the Los Angeles Police Department nor the California State Bureau of Investigation was taken seriously by him, and what he was really afraid of was the man who had been standing in front of the bar drinking and was now gone, the man from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Tonight's banquet, in fact, after Obadiah Stan and Tony Stark left one after another, the whole banquet has been boring, even if Pepper kept circling in the crowd, and all kinds of food and wine were brought up like water, but people quickly lost interest.

It didn't take long for the real bigwigs to leave, and only a few middle-class people were left at the banquet still indulging in singing and dancing.

After a long time, he didn't see Yulan coming to connect, and West already had a count in his heart, and calmly left a wave of guests, and he also left the hall with the tender model next to him.

As soon as he left the hall, West suddenly felt his pockets move, and although it was only for a moment, he still noticed it.

The man who walked past him just now, dressed as a waiter, should be Youlan himself.

I have to admit that Youlan is really a smart person, at this time he goes from the outside to the inside, and Youlan goes inside, and those stupid policemen who have been paying attention to him can't find anything at all. West wasn't a mortal either, he walked out of the concert hall with his usual face on his face, without looking back at all, making it impossible to notice that he had finished meeting with Youlan.

Beckett and Kevin Ryan, who had been keeping an eye on him, carefully followed West, and although they knew that they had been spotted and followed by West, they still had to act as if they didn't know anything.

Patrick Jane and Van Pelle followed Beckett and Ryan without a trace, and they were more careful, except that when they passed the waiter, Jane looked back at the waiter, and he always felt that something was not quite right.

After leaving the Disney Concert Hall, West did not hesitate at all, and immediately drove away, his speed was very fast, almost grazing the edge of speeding, which made the roots of the hateful teeth of the policemen who were following behind, they had the heart to go up and give West a ticket, but in order to relax his vigilance, he could only hold back the resentment in his heart and kept following behind.

"Lisbon, look." Resby pointed to the red dot on the tracking device's screen with some panic, and then looked at the limousine not far ahead, the two things were getting farther and farther apart, and it was obvious that West had left the vehicle without them noticing.

But how did he leave, although it was said that it was West's bodyguard who was driving, but the speed of the high-end car was very fast, and it was impossible for West to leave without them noticing, and it was no wonder that Resby was a little panicked.

Because of the distance, the monitor can no longer transmit any sound, and can only be used as a positioning device, and the red dot leaves quickly.

Lisbon was much more composed at this time, and the situation was very troublesome now, either West left the high-speed car in an almost impossible situation, or he had already noticed the monitor that Jane had put on and threw it on another car, which showed the red dot telling him to leave.

Although Lisbon's sanity leaned towards the latter, and West had discovered their listening, his intuition told Lisbon that the situation should belong to the former, and West left the car in a near-impossible situation to meet with Dark.

"Listen, Beckett, you and Kevin continue to follow that car, Esposito, you and Zhou go and follow that red dot, don't get thrown off." Taking a deep breath, Lisbon asked, "Jane, where are you going to go with Van Pele?" ”