After coming out of Dominic's place, Owen looked at his watch. It was already past 9 pm and they had less than 37 hours left.
It was almost time for the event they agreed with the Black Dog Gang. The two took a taxi to an alley, got into their own car, and then headed straight to the Black Dog Gang's territory.
Although the Black Dog Gang is called Black Dog, it is actually an Asian gang. The leader is Scott Pitt, a fat man with Indian ancestry. His men are all Indians or Asians with black hair and black eyes.
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Irving had taken good care of them because of their skin color before, and this led to a good relationship. The things they desperately needed this time were basically within their business scope, and even if they didn't have them, they would definitely be able to help them get them.
The headquarters of the Black Dog Gang is in a two-story building, and Owen has been here more than once. He parked his car in front of the building and went upstairs with ease.
"I'm looking for Scott..."
The strong man guarding the gate was very strong. He had an Asian face but a European figure. The strong man stopped the two of them, and Owen told them his purpose.
The strong man looked at the two of them for a few times, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked a question before letting them go.
Owen went upstairs and saw Scott lying on the sofa flirting with the beautiful woman next to him.
To be precise, Scott was sitting, but Owen thought it would be more accurate to lie down. He almost occupied the two-seater sofa, and all the fat on his body was dripping down.
"Hi, Scott..."
"Hi, Officer Owen, you haven't been here for a long time, how are you doing..."
Scott Pitt's voice was a little rough. With the help of his men, he stood up from the sofa with difficulty.
He is nearly two meters tall but weighs more than 200 kilograms. His fat body is covered with tattoos, making people want to take a second look.
"Scott, I forgot to tell you, I am no longer a police officer..."
"Oh, that's great, no wonder you come to me to do business..."
After the two joked a few times, Owen handed Scott a list. He did not introduce Eager to Scott. Scott's identity was sensitive, and he was different from Dominic. It was not important for Eager to get to know him.
Not a good thing.
The list was eagerly made before, and they are all necessary things.
Scott took a quick look and didn't take it seriously. There were only a small amount of explosives on the list, as well as some pyrotechnics and detonating cords, and the rest were gadgets such as detonators and detonators.
The amount is not large and cannot cause any serious harm at all.
Scott handed the order to one of his men to prepare. He liked this kind of business the most. It was only a small amount used for some special purposes, and nothing big happened.
If it's a very large quantity, and it looks like it's going to be a big deal, Scott usually won't sell it to him. They just want to get it from the side, and they don't want to have anything to do with terrorists.
"Is this all you need? Do you want weapons, ammunition, etc., as well as vehicles? I have them all here, and they are guaranteed to be safe..."
Scott casually promoted his other businesses. Normal people usually came to him. He could provide guns, ammunition, bombs and grenades. This was considered a one-stop purchase and diversified operation.
"Oh, no, we have everything else, that's all we need."
Owen politely refused him, he would not be so stupid, and his money did not come from the strong wind.
Take the car as an example. Scott sold him a car for at least a few hundred dollars. Plus modifications, one car cost almost $1,000. He stole zero cost himself. If it weren't for lack of time, he could have modified it himself.
Do.
Scott's business didn't work out, but he wasn't angry. Owen was a new customer he developed, which was also a good thing.
While the others were waiting, Irving chatted casually with Scott for a while, and his men quickly came over with a black bag.
After Scott took it, he handed it to Irving, who handed it to Keen for him to check, and at the same time looked at Scott.
"How much, man?"
"5,000 US dollars, friend's price..."
Owen nodded, Scott's price was quite fair and he was not slaughtered like a fat sheep.
Owen looked at Ze Ze, and when he saw Ze Ze nodded slightly at him, he knew that everything was fine, so he paid for it readily.
"My friend, thank you very much, see you later..."
After coming out of Scott's place, Owen looked at his watch. It was 11 o'clock in the evening. They still had 35 hours. The time was very tight. They had to get the bomb tonight. There were other things to do tomorrow.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were few cars on the street, Owen walked the route again according to their plan. When they arrived at an intersection, Owen found four points on the ground according to the locations they had planned in advance, and then placed them at each of the four points.
An electronic locator.
An hour later, in the dark underground passage, Owen and Ze Ze were walking along the corridor with flashlights and a lot of equipment on their backs.
Suddenly, the signal receiver in his hand beeped, and it seemed that he was very close.
After walking for some distance, the frequency of the "beep" sound became faster and faster, and the numbers on the screen became smaller and smaller. Finally, the "beep" sound turned into a long "beep" sound, and the numbers on the screen also changed.
It became 0.
OK, here they are, right below the locator.
Irving dropped one marker light and then started to look for the other three. Soon, he found the other three as well. The positions of the four marker lights happened to be consistent with the previous four positioning devices.
The two of them took flashlights and took pictures everywhere. This was the intersection of several corridors, and it looked quite spacious.
After positioning themselves, Owen and Ze Ze unloaded the equipment on their backs on the ground and began to install equipment in the surrounding open space. Soon, emergency spotlights lit up in the dark corners, dispelling the nearby darkness.
After a while, the sound of an electric drill sounded. He was eager and efficient. He had already installed steel bars on the top of the corridor, then hung himself on the steel bars and began to drill holes in the ceiling at the preset distance.
Owen also did the same thing. He was eager to take charge of one side, and he was responsible for the other side. The amount of work was very large.
Soon, thirty holes were drilled, and all that was left was to install the detonators and explosives. This was a delicate job, and you had to be very careful even when doing it on the ground, let alone in the swaying mid-air.
If they are not careful, they will both finish the game.
He took a few deep breaths eagerly, then carefully took out the detonator from his satchel, and installed it in the hole he had drilled before in conjunction with the explosive.
He did this process very carefully and paid full attention to every step.
Naturally, a dabbler like Owen wouldn't participate. Although he had been eager to learn explosives for a while, he was still far behind. Especially this time, there was no room for negligence.
The eager movements were very slow. Owen looked at his watch and saw that another 4 hours had passed. It was now 3 o'clock in the morning and they still had 31 hours.
"Huh~~~~"
Ze Ze took a long breath, and half of the detonators were installed. There was sweat on Ze Ze's forehead, and he didn't know whether it was because he was tired or nervous. Now he switched over and started to install Owen's half.
Time passed by, and another hour passed. All the detonators were installed, and the detonating cord and detonator were eagerly installed. Finally, everything was ready.
Owen looked at his watch again. It was past 4 a.m., and they had less than 30 hours left.