108 Mike, change jobs.
After Mike's friend matched Ding Ze's fingerprints in the system, the FBI did quickly receive a system prompt, and followed up with a phone call to the Albuquerque Police Department to inquire about the situation.
Mike's friend, according to the method implied by Mike, planted Ding Ze's fingerprints in the case of the death of a thug who was sent to the morgue yesterday......
To be precise, Ding Ze's fingerprints were put on the gun that killed the little gangster.....
The FBI was explained, rightfully served, and given attention.
Unfortunately, the FBI does not have a branch in Albuquerque, the nearest branch is in Santa Fe.
The agents arrived from Santa Fe and needed time.
The agents were dispatched.
Almost at the same time, it makes perfect sense.
Mahon, who was desperately tracking down Michael Schofield's gang, also received the news and learned that Ding Ze had appeared in Albuquerque.
However, Mahon did not react violently and did not plan to do anything.
Subconsciously, Ma Hong knew that those agents were useless in the past, and it was impossible to catch Ding Ze.
Mahon just silently thought about the reason why Ding Ze suddenly left Miami and went to Albuquerque......
In the evening.
More than a dozen agents from the FBI's Santa Fe branch arrived at the Albuquerque Police Department and personally questioned Mike's friends.
Mike's friend is an old fritter, and, after receiving the phone call before, he started to do all the relevant cover-up work properly.....
The same law enforcement officers, the detectives had no reason to embarrass Mike's friends after some inspection.
Mike's friend got through the incident without incident, and after that, he called Mike and informed him of the situation.....
Mike was still sitting in the car outside the car wash, and after listening, he calmly replied, "I'm sorry for causing you a lot of trouble this time, and I will make it up to you." β
What could Mike's friend say, and after a few more words, he hung up.
Mike put away his phone and continued to observe the car wash, the plan was to wait for Ding Ze to leave, and then go to the car wash to inquire and find out what Ding Ze was doing inside.
*******
in a car wash.
Ding Ze officially introduced Walter, the new manager, to all the other employees of the car wash.
The scale of this car wash is not small, with a total area of several hundred square meters.
Together, there are nearly forty employees.
After Ding Ze said it briefly, he didn't care, "Walter, it's up to you next." β
"I'll try, boss," Walter smiled and nodded.
Ding Ze didn't say much, walked out of the car wash with his feet up, stood outside the store, lit a cigarette, and then slowly moved his gaze and looked around.
He speculated that with Uncle Fried Chicken's caution, Uncle Fried Chicken would inevitably send someone to keep an eye on him.
He was just not sure who would be staring at him.
Hours have passed, and the fingerprints should have been detected. β
'If you find out and know who I am, then ..... send Mike in a reasonable .....'
Ding Ze thought and looked slowly.
Mike's classic car may not be so conspicuous for people in this world, but for Ding Ze, it is enough.
BingoοΌ
Ding Ze saw it, smiled silently, and then, without hesitation, turned around and returned to the car wash.
He saw Mike's car and knew where Mike was, of course he couldn't walk over head-on, with Mike's alertness, if he walked head-on, Mike would definitely evacuate as soon as possible.
He had to get around from the side.
Ding Ze went around for a while.
In fact, in order not to scare Comrade Mike away, Ding Ze also made a big detour.
Finally, everything went well.
Ding Ze successfully walked around not too far behind Mike's car, and walked over without hurrying.
At the same time.
As the head of security under Uncle Fried Chicken, Mike was indeed alert enough, and almost immediately noticed Ding Ze's approach through the rearview mirror in the car.
Thereupon.
Mike didn't have any ink at all, so he immediately reached out and grabbed the handle of the pistol on his waist, followed closely, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Uncle Fried Chicken.
"Ding Ze is now about twenty meters behind my car, walking towards me, a person, I don't know how he is eyeing me, what are you going to do?"
Uncle Fried Chicken frowned, really taken aback, and then, after a little thought, "He has his eyes on you, it's useless for you to go...... See what he wants to say. β
"Okay," Mike replied, hung up, and waited quietly.
It's only about 20 meters, and the distance is very short.
Soon.
Ding Ze went to the co-pilot side of Mike's car, held a cigarette, bent down through the window, and smiled at Mike who was sitting behind the steering wheel, "Mike, can I get in the car?" β
Mike turned his head to look at Ding Ze, expressionless, and nodded silently in response.
Ding Ze saw it, Ma Yu pulled the car door, and prepared to get into the car.
That's when Mike said, "Please don't smoke in my car." β
Take a look.
Worthy of Mike.
How domineering.
Ding Ze smiled, cooperatively took off the cigarette in his mouth, threw it away, and then got into the car and closed the door.
"How long have you been sitting here?" Sit down, Ding Ze took the initiative to speak.
"More than an hour," Mike replied.
"Boring, isn't it?" Ding Ze asked again with a smile.
"....." Mike didn't want to answer such pointless questions.
Ding Ze didn't care, and continued, "It should be quite boring, but you're probably used to it a long time ago." β
"You're coming to me for small talk?" Mike asked.
"Of course it's not just," Ding Ze replied with a smile, "Small talk is incidental, I'm mainly here to talk to you about a serious matter." β
"Oh? What's the matter? Mike asked again.
"Thinking of a change of job?" Ding Ze didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "I appreciate your ability, my company needs talents like you very much." β
βοΌοΌοΌοΌβ Mike really didn't expect Ding Ze to come to this matter, he was really a little surprised, and subconsciously looked at Ding Ze quickly, but didn't answer, "You said as if you know me very well." β
Ding Ze smiled brightly.
Hey, don't you know a lot.
"I do know you well," Ding Ze replied, "I know you, I know your partner Victor, I know Gustavo Forint's business, I know Madrigal Electric, I know Lydia, oh yes...... I also know your granddaughter, Kelly. β
As Mike listened, the shock in his chest quickly expanded.....
Then, Kelly's name came into the air......
Groov!
Mike's heart tightened, and he instinctively drew his gun.
The next second.
Mike resisted the impulse, only looked fierce, and looked at Ding Ze without blinking, "Are you threatening me?" β
When Ding Ze heard this, he couldn't help but be a little depressed, and simply shook his head, "Why do people often have this kind of misunderstanding about my words." β
"No, it's not a threat, I'm just stating the fact that I know you very well, and it has nothing to do with the threat."
"Don't get me wrong."
Mike didn't believe it, and still stared at Ding Ze, "What do you want to do?" β
"I said, my company needs a talent like you," Ding Ze didn't shy away, met Mike's gaze, and said with a smile, "Miami is much better than Albuquerque, it's too desolate and lifeless to be interesting." β
"With your ability, I can give you an annual salary of three million US dollars, plus various welfare subsidies."
As he spoke, he paused.
Ding Ze accentuated his tone a little and added, "These incomes will all be regular and legal income, you can leave them to Kelly, no matter what happens in the future, the FBI, DEA, the National Security Bureau or something, there is no way to take the money away." β
Hear the words.
Shock or shock.
But inevitably, Mike did get a little tempted.
It's really good to work for Uncle Fried Chicken, but the risk of money is also real.....
And Mike is getting old, tossing and turning, not only for himself, but more for Kelly.....
Mike was silent for a moment.
There was no sound.
Tempted to be tempted.
If you want to say that you don't hesitate to change jobs.....
Impossible.
Seeing this, Ding Ze could understand, so he said again, "It's okay, you can think about it, don't worry." In addition, there is no need to stare here, there is no point, help tell Mr. Flynn that I have no ill intentions, this time, I will only stay here for a week, and there will be no conflict with him. β
"Actually, I admire him a lot, he left Chile, traveled to Mexico, and then came to Albuquerque, and he has been doing it for almost 18 years, and he has not been noticed by the DEA, which is amazing."
Ding Ze said so in one breath, and when he was done, he pushed the car door directly, "Then, Mike, see you later, by the way, if you want to find me, go to that car wash shop and wash the car, just leave a message to the manager, bye." β
As the words came out, Ding Ze got out of the car and walked towards the car wash.
Mike sat in the car, didn't move, only moved his gaze, tracking Ding Ze's figure.
It's been a long time.
Mike stopped looking, took a long deep breath, and then, starting the car, called Uncle Fried Chicken, and drove the car.
"We need to talk, it's very serious!" Mike said in a serious tone.
Feeling Mike's tone, Uncle Fried Chicken didn't dare to be careless, "Okay." β
ββ
In the office behind the fried chicken restaurant.
Mike and Uncle Fried Chicken sat opposite each other.
Mike has already told Uncle Fried Chicken everything Ding Ze said, including the part where he wants to dig the foot of the wall.
Hear out.
Uncle Fried Chicken's already somewhat dark face was much darker, "How could he know so many things?" You haven't been aware? β
The meaning of these words is obvious, Uncle Fried Chicken thinks that Ding Ze has sent someone to Albuquerque to investigate in depth earlier, otherwise there is no reason to know so many things.
When Mike heard this, he shook his head with great certainty, "Impossible, to find out these things, you can't do it in a day or two!" If anyone has been in Albuquerque for a long time, I'll know for sure. β
Uncle Fried Chicken still believes in Mike's abilities, "So how does he know?" β
Mike shook his head again, "I can't figure it out. β
Uncle Fried Chicken fell silent, put the issue aside for the time being, and began to think about how to deal with the matter.
Mike waited quietly.
A short moment later.
To be honest, Uncle Fried Chicken has a bit of a headache.
Kill Ding Ze and Mickey?
Ding Ze knows so many things...... If you kill Ding Ze, what is the probability that his secret will be exposed to the sun by Ding Ze's subordinates at once?
Not to mention, the revenge of that Dongfeng security......
How to deal with it?
"What are your thoughts on this?" Uncle Fried Chicken asked Mike.
As a very powerful ex-police officer, Mike was naturally thinking about this just now.
Mike looked at Uncle Fried Chicken and had a voice, "You can't kill it, since he dares to bring a thug to Albuquerque, he must be completely sure." β
"You have to figure out what he wants, and then, if you can talk about it, talk about it, and if you can't talk about it, be fully prepared and then take action."
"To act, we have to be quick and ruthless, so that he can't react and catch him off guard."
Uncle Fried Chicken thought of this and opened his mouth.
"Not long ago, I looked at his profile, and after that, I made a few phone calls to Miami to find out what was going on."
"After coming out of Fox River Prison, Ding Ze first adopted the Abruch family, moved to Miami with the Abruci family, and then suddenly appeared in New York, took away the treasures under the Trinity Church in New York, with a total value of about 10 billion US dollars, and later, formed a company called Dongfeng Security in Miami to recruit veterans with high salaries."
"A few days later, he used a thunderous operation to destroy the local black gang in Miami and successfully established himself in Miami."
"After that, a few days later, it's hard to say exactly what happened, but I just know that the Russian gang in Miami reached a cooperation with him."
"Today, half of Miami is equal to him."
"The remaining half, maybe it won't be long before it falls into his hands."
Uncle Fried Chicken is like that.
"With our manpower, no matter how much we prepare, we can't touch him, unless...... The Mexican side helps, but, it's not an option......"
Having said that.
Uncle Fried Chicken suddenly sighed.
When I was thinking about it.....
He had actually vaguely guessed Ding Ze's purpose.
It's just that he can't accept it.
But the reality is so cruel.
He doesn't seem to have a choice, at least, for the time being, not thinking of a better option.
Mike has been running outside all afternoon, and he doesn't know much about what Uncle Fried Chicken said, and he only has a basic understanding of Ding Ze.
This perception has now been refreshed.....
Mike was fully aware of how bad this was, "We might be able to start with his family, he always had a weakness." β
Uncle Fried Chicken shook his head, "No, he has no family, his parents are dead, no wife, no children, nothing." β
There's no way to figure it out.
ββ¦..β Mike was speechless for a moment.
"You go and make arrangements, ask him when he's free, and I'll treat him to dinner," Uncle Fried Chicken said, "first determine what he wants, and then work out a plan." β
"Okay," Mike nodded in agreement, got up and left, and returned to the car wash.
ββ
Ding Ze is no longer in the car wash, and takes Mickey with him to where Saul Goodman should be.
Outcome.
No.
Saul Goodman is not here.
Ding Ze sat in the car, exhaled a puff of smoke, and smiled helplessly.
The reason why Saul Goodman is not here is not hard to guess.
'The timeline of this world is very messy! β
Ding Ze said silently, and then drove away.
Since Saul Goodman is not there, go to the next destination and meet the next person he wants to meet.
(End of chapter)