Could it be that Andy is here for the treasure?

Landau let go of the hand holding Andy, chatted with each other, sat in Andy's car and asked casually, "You are a busy person now, why do you still have time to pick me up?" ”

Andy, who closed the car door, took out a document from the co-pilot, turned around and handed it to Landau, "I'm really busy right now, because I've been transferred from Washington to New York." ”

"Congratulations, Andy." Landau took the document from Andy, "What is this?" ”

Andy raised all the windows, started the engine and turned the steering wheel to explain, "I was transferred to New York to deal with a major crime case, and 'jigsaw' a psychopathic murderer, and we closed the case ten years ago. ”

Landau flipped through the papers, and a classic line "I want to play a game with you" instantly popped up in his mind.

Chainsaw horror, but isn't the jigsaw old man supposed to be dead now?

"But lately—" Andy said as he drove the car, talking about his difficulties and the reason for finding Landau.

Because of the treasure, Andy became a popular fried chicken in the FBI, and his life was quite comfortable.

But I don't know who made the effort to transfer him from Washington to New York, and he just took on a major crime case and ran into this case.

The victim claimed to have been tried by a jigsaw, but according to the file, the jigsaw was already dead.

If it weren't for the subsequent discovery of the body, this matter would have nothing to do with Andy, but there are no ifs in this world.

When Andy arrives in New York, he keenly senses that something is wrong, and his agents don't seem to be trustworthy.

So after accepting the case, Andy kept contacting Landau, but he couldn't get through on the phone.

Andy called Fox and greeted him at the airport gate.

Landau took out his phone and looked at it, and sure enough, Fox sent him a text message explaining the incident.

"You're a big guy in New York right now, and the Russian gangsters in New York are afraid of Landau Andison's name."

Listening to Andy's endless boasting of himself, Landau laughed heartily.

What's more comfortable than a friend's boasting, and that's finding out that a friend's request is a piece of cake for you.

After all, he was a fan of Old Man Wen before Landau crossed, and he watched every Chainsaw Horror Landau, and more than once.

Putting the FBI file in his hand to the co-pilot, Landau knew very well that this was the worst chainsaw horror, and the murderer was the FBI forensic doctor.

"If you don't come again, I'll have to dig up the jigsaw's grave to see if it's buried."

Andy's words instantly stirred Landau's memory, and he looked up at Andy's face in the rearview mirror.

Well, it turns out that you are the unlucky director, and in the end, the forensic doctor got the evidence of the crime and hiccuped.

Andy didn't understand what was funny about his words, looked at the smiling Landau in the rearview mirror, and said very seriously: "I'm serious, that's what the previous director suggested to me." ”

"Okay, okay." Landau smiled and raised his hand to signal Andy to drive with peace of mind, and said with a smile: "I'll contact you right away to see if anyone in the underground world knows about this case." ”

Landau took out his mobile phone, looked at Gong Meimei, Katie and the Continental Hotel where the intelligence was classified, and looked up at Andy.

"Have you asked someone from the underworld?" Landau took his phone and questioned Andy.

Andy was silent for a moment, then slowly replied, "I don't want to lie to you, Landau. I'm sure someone asked at the Continental Hotel, but I didn't find anything. ”

Thinking of Gong Lao's description to Katie, Landau knew that his only choice now was Gong Meimei.

Lan Dao pursed his lips and dialed Gong Meimei's phone, and unexpectedly, this time Gong Meimei neither called her brother nor spoke in a green tea style.

Gong Meimei learned of Landau's intentions and agreed very simply, promising to notify Landau once there was a result.

I want you to notify me? I don't know who did it?

Landau hung up the phone and reminded himself again that he was going to build an intelligence system, and then said to Andy: "Just wait for a while." Andy, would you mind talking to me about intelligence? ”

"Oh, I'm not trying to find out how the FBI gets information. I'm trying to ask you what you understand about intelligence systems..."

Andy wanders around the streets of New York with Landau while Landau silently absorbs the system of the FBI's intelligence system and thinks about how to solve his own problems.

Saying goodbye to Andy, Landau walks the streets of Queens and sees security guards driving away homeless people.

"You damn blackskin, sewer maggots, scum of society, this is not the place for you!"

These homeless people are really everywhere, just like a gang of beggars, which does affect the appearance of the city a little.

Beggars? Beggars!

Landau grabbed the light in his mind and walked quickly to the security guard to stop him, "Sir, give each other a decent look." ”

As he spoke, Landau pulled out ten dollars from his wallet and put it in the security guard's pocket, "I'll arrange for this poor man." ”

The homeless man just winced and looked up at Landau, and then silently followed Landau to a square.

Landau sat down on a bench and patted the empty seat next to him, motioning for the homeless man to sit beside him.

"My name is Landau, Landau Andison." Landau pulled out the cigarette he had never smoked from his bosom and handed it to the homeless man along with the lighter.

"Bowery King." Bauverry King took a cigarette and brought himself one, then took off his hood to reveal his true face.

Landau looked at his beard and knew that he hadn't done personal cleaning for a long time, and that he was indeed a wanderer.

"Kim, I'll call you that." Landau covered his mouth and nose, coughed a few times, and then lowered his hand.

Bauverey King took the extinguished cigarette in his hand and asked very calmly, "Mr. Landau, is there anything about a big man like you looking for me?" ”

"I'm not good at soliciting people," Landau paused when he saw the cigarette Kim was pinching, and then said, "So I'll be blunt." I hope you can work for me. ”

Kim grinned, the expression on his face both surprised and funny, "A white guy living in Queens, hiring a black homeless man?" Do you want me to help you grow cotton? ”

Lan Dao raised his hand and rubbed his temples, wiped his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "Why are these black people all so sensitive." ”

After complaining in his heart, Landau had to look at Jin with a harmless smile, "No, no, no, my employees are also black." I don't engage in racism. ”

"It's all fateful and I think you can be my employee. Not only do you no longer have to eat and sleep in the open, but you can also help your compatriots and your friends. ”

Landau's persuasion did not help, on the contrary, Bauverey King lit the cigarette in his hand and said coldly: "You may have found the wrong person, I will not help people sell drugs." ”

"Uhhhh ”

"Tell me about it." Bauverey King softened his attitude and spat on the other side.