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Chapter 180 Leaving

 Chapter 182 Leaving

After leaving the Elephant Club's location, Jack drove to the Hungry Wolf Gang.

Ten minutes later, Jack left the Wolf Gang's station, and the gang was officially removed from Stram's gang list.

The next morning

When the two little guys got up, Lucy had just made breakfast.

"Lilith, go wash up first, and then ask uncle to come out for breakfast."

Lilith obediently went to wash up, and then knocked on Jack's door.

"Uncle, I came out to have breakfast. Mom made omelettes."

Lilith called at the door several times, but there was no response from inside.

Lilith pushed the door open without thinking about anything else, and then...

"Mom, Uncle is not in the room, I found this."

What Lilith brought was a note and a card. There was only one sentence on the card: "I have something urgent to do, so I'm leaving first. There is 500,000 in the card, which should be enough for you and the children. I'll come back when I have time."

Look at you."

This guy, Lucy's eyes are a little moist.

……

The day passed quickly, and in the evening, the door of the detention center suddenly opened from the inside, and a guy walked out.

The guy who came out was thin, with sunken eye sockets, and long, dry and greasy hair. If the two children were here, they would definitely recognize this guy as the thief who broke into their house that night.

The addict looked around and saw that no one was coming to pick him up, and there was no public transportation.

The American police are only responsible for sending him here and will not care how he gets back.

Since he became addicted to drugs, his relatives and friends gradually left him.

It was expected that no one came to pick her up. I had no choice but to walk back with my legs.

The drug addict walked out of the detention center, got on the road and walked out for a while. It was dark all around, and there was not even a passing car.

The addict walked for a while, panting from exhaustion. Those things that could make him happy have long been emptied out of his body.

Thinking of the sins he suffered today, he resented the children that night even more. If it weren't for them, how could he have ended up in this situation?

There was a light coming from behind, and I finally saw a passing car.

He stood on the side of the road and made a hitchhiking gesture, while quietly cleaning himself up to make himself not look so bad.

Look at this poor place, I'm afraid there won't be a second car passing by in a short time.

The car saw him, started to slow down, and slowly stopped next to him.

"I'd like a ride, can I?"

Seeing the car window rolled down halfway, the addict forced a smile, leaned forward and said.

"Where to go?"

"Just go to town, anywhere."

"Okay."

After hearing the other party's agreement, the addict quickly got into the car and got into the passenger seat.

At first, neither of them spoke. The addict looked at each other secretly, but they always felt familiar.

"Sorry, have we met before?"

The addict asked his question, and the other party glanced at him and nodded: "I have indeed seen it."

"Oh, where?"

"Forgot so quickly?"

The addict was confused, and he had a vague feeling of uneasiness.

He looked towards the driver and saw the driver grinning, showing his deep white teeth.

The addict wanted to ask something else, but the other person suddenly put on a mask and unscrewed the valve on a small bottle next to him.

As he moved, white smoke floated out from the valve, and soon filled the entire cab.

The addict looked at the other person's movements strangely. His nose seemed to smell the smoke, and there was a faint aroma. After that, he didn't know anything else.

……

On the third day, I turned on the TV and almost all the news was discussing the demise of the Elephant Society and the Hungry Wolf Gang.

Two major gangs were wiped out overnight, and all their members were killed or injured. News like this is big news even if it is not in Stram, even in other first-tier cities.

"The police are currently looking for a gray Ford with the license plate number xxxxx. The police claimed that witnesses saw this car appearing at two crime scenes. We hope that the general public can provide clues and the police will give certain rewards...



In the living room, Lilith, who saw this scene, immediately asked Lucy next to her to take credit: "Mom, is this car that they are talking about the one that Jack uncle drives?"

"No, of course not, honey, the car uncle drove was light blue, and the license plate number didn't match."

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong."

Lilith showed a disappointed expression. She originally thought she could help the police.

The little guy didn't like to watch the news and ran out to play, but Lucy next to him felt a turmoil in his heart.

Of course, those two sentences just now were just perfunctory to children. The truth is that the car wanted by the police is indeed Jack's car. She will never mistake this. Don't forget that she used to be a DEA.

But, how could Jack be negatively associated with the two gangs?

He wanted to call Jack to ask, but he was afraid that his phone call would be monitored, which would harm Jack.

After thinking for a while, I finally decided to pretend that nothing happened.

As for whether the neighbors would report it, Lucy thought it was unlikely because Jack had parked his car far away every time he came back for the past two days.

……

Somewhere, in a white house, a Korean man with a broken arm stared at the photos of cars on the news in a daze.

"What's wrong with you, dear?"

Seeing her husband's abnormal expression, the wife couldn't help but come over and ask with concern.

The husband did not answer, but shook his head.

Although it was night that day, the man still remembered the license plate number of the car.

He was certain that the car that kidnapped him that day was the one wanted by the police.

Report it?

The man was holding the phone, hesitant in his heart.

The idea of ​​using official power to avenge him and get a bonus is full of temptation.

But thinking about the situation that night, the contempt in the mysterious man's tone, and the fact that the other person really didn't seem to take human life seriously, he hesitated.

"What happened to you?"

The wife is very dissatisfied with her husband's state these past two days.

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That night, the electric switch in my house was deliberately damaged. My husband went out to check and didn’t know where he went.

I was ready to call the police, but my husband came back inexplicably.

However, his temperament changed drastically after he came back. He hurriedly closed the case early the next morning without mentioning a word about the child being bullied.

I asked him what was wrong, but my husband didn’t say anything. If he asked too many questions, he would get impatient and quarrel with me.

The man was hesitant, but finally an idea suddenly came to him. He wanted to take another look at the place where he was almost buried alive that day.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing her husband walking out without saying a word, the woman couldn't help but ask.

"I'm going out, don't follow me."

The man drove away from home.

He walked home step by step on his own two legs that day, so he remembered all the way back.

Ten minutes later, the man arrived at the familiar place. He drove the car until he reached the hole he dug.

Originally, he just came to take a look at the pit, but unexpectedly, there was a burnt car wreck not far from the pit.

The man had a vague suspicion in his mind. He looked around and saw that there was no one around him, so he moved closer.

The car had been burned and its original appearance was completely unrecognizable, but the man still recognized from the faint traces on the license plate that the burned car was the one mentioned in the news.

Suddenly, the man seemed to feel something, and he looked at the pit next to him.

This hole was originally dug by me with a shovel, but it has been filled in now, and the shovel is still thrown aside.

The man seemed to have thought of something. He picked up the shovel and started digging desperately in the hole. After a few minutes, he screamed and the man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

There was an extra body in the pit that was supposed to be empty. If the police were here, they would definitely be able to identify the body in the pit as that of a drug addict they just released yesterday.

Seeing this, the man finally became afraid. He hurriedly escaped into the car and drove away.
Chapter completed!
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