Chapter 659: Digging a Hole

After understanding the basic situation, Luke dialed Maggie's number, but the phone could no longer be connected.

Luke thought for a moment and sent another text message to Maggie. The content was very simple, 'Maggie, if you are in danger, you can contact me directly. ’

Luke wasn't sure if Maggie could see the message, but he did all he could.

Luke opened the bathroom door and saw Barron Ackerman curled up on the floor, and said, "Man, you've got into big trouble this time. It's not just as simple as two threatening letters, but you've been involved in a major incident." Terrorist attack case.”

Barron Ackerman shook his head, showing a look of panic, "I swear, I didn't know about it before, and I never thought about participating in the terrorist attack. I just sent two letters, that's all."

"Use your mind and think about it. If it was really just two letters, how could that man named Martin give you $80,000?

This amount of money can buy two lives on the black market. "Luke snorted coldly, "Once you are involved in a terrorist attack, your crime will be serious.

A friendly suggestion to you, be prepared to go to jail in advance.

By the way, we also want to recover the $80,000. "

“No no no, please don’t do this, otherwise, my life will be completely ruined.

Please, Officer Li, please spare me.

I really didn't want to harm you, and I didn't expect it to be so serious. "

"I'm giving you a chance now. As long as you follow my instructions, I can help you turn into a tainted witness."

"I do, what do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple. Help me ask Martin out."

"As I said, he usually doesn't turn on his mobile phone, so I can't contact him."

"Then send a text message. As long as he turns on his phone, he can naturally see it."

Barron Ackerman was a little worried, "I haven't sent him a text message before. If I ask to meet now, will he become suspicious?"

"It's possible." Luke nodded, "So, you have to use some tricks when you ask him out."

"What a trick."

"Don't take the initiative to ask him to meet, and don't ask where he is, just money."

Barron Ackerman was silent for a moment and said, "I told him that I owed too much money. Eighty thousand dollars was not enough to repay the debt. The creditor asked me for money again, which made it impossible for me to deal with Officer Li with peace of mind. .

I still need some money to pay off my debts. "

“That’s what it means, and to highlight some of the urgency of asking for money.

Tell him clearly that if he doesn't pay, the matter may be messed up.

When the time comes, he will take the initiative to ask to meet you. "

"I understand." Barron Ackerman nodded quickly.

…

eight pm.

Bethel Bar, Las Vegas.

Barron Ackerman was sitting at the bar, looking a little nervous, holding a glass of whiskey in both hands, taking a sip of wine from time to time and looking around.

A white man wearing a baseball cap and a big beard came over and tapped Barron Ackerman on the shoulder with a rough palm.

Barron Ackerman was startled and turned around quickly, "Martin, you're here."

Martin didn't speak. He tapped his right index finger on the bar table and said, "A glass of Gibson."

The bartender quickly prepared a glass of wine and placed it in front of Martin.

Martin left ten dollars, tilted his head at Baron Ackerman, then picked up his wine glass and went to the table in the corner.

Barron Ackerman swallowed, picked up his glass, walked over, and sat across the table.

"Martin, I need money."

Martin stared at the other person, took a sip of wine, and hummed, "I already gave you $80,000, you greedy bastard."

"I owe too much money. Eighty thousand dollars is not enough. I need your help."

“You’re not asking for help, you’re blackmailing me.

You shameless villain. "

"I really didn't think about blackmailing you, but there is really no other way. You are the only one who can help me now."

Martin touched his beard and said, "How much do you want?"

"Fifty thousand dollars, only fifty thousand dollars is enough."

"Fuck! Fifty thousand dollars, you think I open a bank?

Who gave you the courage to say this number lightly?

Don't even think about it. "

“But I really need the money, and if I can’t pay it back, those bastard creditors won’t let me go.

I'm worried they will go to the hotel to cause trouble...

Something big is likely to affect you. "

Martin looked at Barron Ackerman with cold eyes, "Damn bastard, you are actually threatening me."

"I didn't threaten you, I told the truth.

Just think that I borrowed it from you, and I will definitely pay it back in the future. "

"I'm crazy to believe that a gambler will pay back the money." Martin let out a sigh of relief, seeming to be restraining his anger, "Twenty thousand dollars.

I'll give you another twenty thousand dollars to settle those creditors and get things done.

We can't let that cop leave Las Vegas before Thanksgiving, okay? "

"I understand, as long as I get the twenty thousand dollars, I will definitely be able to do it."

"Haha." Martin chuckled, but his smile was a little cold, "You are such a greedy bastard."

"When will you give me the money?"

"Wait here, I'll get the money." Martin drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, stood up, and patted Barron Ackerman's shoulder with his right hand, "Remember, there is no next time."

"I know." Barron Ackerman nodded, picked up the glass and took a sip.

Martin walked out of the bar and turned into a nearby alley. There was a gray Buick car parked not far from the alley.

Martin opened the back door of the car and got into the vehicle.

In the cab, a Mexican man turned around and asked, "How are things going?"

"That bastard asked for fifty thousand dollars, and I agreed to give him twenty thousand dollars."

The Mexican man cursed, "I can't believe we are being blackmailed by a moron."

"What the boss told me is important. We'll talk about other things later." Martin opened the box in the back seat and took out 20,000 US dollars in cash.

"After Thanksgiving, I will blow his head off, I swear." The Mexican man waved his fist vigorously.

"Count me in." Martin smiled, took the money and left the car.

The Mexican man lit a cigarette, and the car quickly became filled with smoke.

After a while, the rear door of the car opened, and someone got into the car. The Mexican man turned around and said, "Be back soon..."

However, before he could finish his words, he saw a shadow in the back row quickly swing towards his head, ‘Bang! ’ With a muffled sound, he fainted.

Luke got out of the back seat, dragged the Mexican man out of the cab, handcuffed him, and threw him directly into the trunk of the car.

After doing all this, Luke locked the car and hid in the dark.

Five minutes later, Martin entered the alley, walked to the car and pulled the car door without opening it.

"Open the door."

no respond.

Martin was startled and touched his right hand to his waist.

"Don't move! Otherwise I will shoot." Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Martin stopped what he was doing.

"hands up!"

Martin broke into a cold sweat and slowly raised his hands.

Then, a huge force came from behind, pressing him into the car and searching him.

The pistol, mobile phone and dagger were all found on him.

He didn't dare to resist, let alone look back. He could vaguely feel the cold barrel of a gun pointing at his back.

"Go to the cab and slow down."

Martin walked to the cab as instructed and opened the door. His Mexican accomplice was no longer inside, "Who are you?"

The voice behind him did not answer, but ordered, "Sit in."

Martin took a deep breath. Although he was unwilling to do so, he still sat in the cab as instructed. Then, a cold handcuff was thrown on him.

"Hand your left hand on the steering wheel."

Martin followed the instructions and handcuffed his left hand to the steering wheel. He turned to look at his captor, who was a tall, black-haired young man.

Luke Lee.

"How did you find me?

Where is my companion? "Martin panicked and asked two questions in succession.

However, Luke didn't answer. He sat in the back seat and ordered, "Drive."

Martin took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, then slowly started the car and said, "Where to go?"

“Outside the city.

Shoot well and don't play tricks. I don't have any responsibility to shoot people like you.

Understand? "

"Listen, Officer Li, I think there may be some misunderstanding here, and there is absolutely no need to do this." Martin's voice had a hint of pleading.

"You are really smart to spend a hundred thousand dollars to buy a misunderstanding." Luke smiled, "From now on, you can shut up, drive well, and talk when you get there."

Martin's left hand was handcuffed to the steering wheel, and a pistol was pointed behind his back. There was no room for resistance.

He could only follow Luke's instructions and drive the Buick out of the city.

The further he drove, the more desolate the surroundings became, and the more panicked he became.

Half an hour later, the car drove to a vast wasteland. Martin followed the instructions and drove the car into the wasteland, which gave him an even worse premonition.

Stop the car and apply the handbrake.

Luke threw the handcuff keys to Martin and asked him to open the handcuffs and get out of the car.

Martin stepped on the sand and looked at the dark desert around him, his heart sank, "Why did you bring me here?"

Luke didn't answer. He threw him a shovel and said, "Dig a hole."

Martin stood there blankly, shaking his head and saying, "Please, don't kill me. I never wanted to harm you. There is really no need to do this."

Luke pointed to the trunk, “Your partner is right there, and if you don’t dig the hole, I’ll let him dig it.

And you, just lie down in it. "

“Please, spare me.

Killing me will do you no good. "

Luke shrugged, "Maybe, but it wouldn't hurt.

You drove the car, you dug the hole, and then you were buried alive by your Mexican companions.

Your companion ran into the depths of the desert to avoid capture, or possibly fled to Mexico. No one can find him, and this will forever remain an unsolved case.

I've figured out the motive for the crime for you, and the spoils will be divided unevenly. "

Hearing this, Martin's legs became weak and he collapsed directly on the ground, praying, "I'm just a nobody, and I'm not worth your effort at all.

I'll give you whatever you want. We still have $30,000 in the car, so you can take it all. "

"You should know my commission fee. Do you think I'm here for the thirty thousand dollars?"

"As long as you let me go, I can do whatever you want."

Luke asked, "What's your name?"

"Martin Simic."

“Why did I let Baron Ackerman trick me into Las Vegas?”

"This is our boss's order."

"Who is your boss?"

"Bobby Lucero."

"Why did he do that?"

“What he wants to deal with is not you, but Walker Baruch and his daughter.

Walker Baruch's daughter is your brother's girlfriend. Our boss was worried that you would interfere with the operation, so he tricked you into Las Vegas. "

"Why deal with Walker Baruch and his daughter?"

"This father and daughter joined the Witness Protection Program three years ago, and our mission is to capture or kill them before Thanksgiving."

"Why did this father and daughter join the witness protection program?"

"I have no idea."

"Why catch them before Thanksgiving?"

"I'm just a small role. My task is to lead you to Las Vegas. I don't know the other circumstances."

"Where is your mission now?"

“According to previous news, our people found the whereabouts of the father and daughter, but they were protected by someone, so they escaped.

Still tracking now. "

"Where's my brother?"

Martin swallowed, his forehead covered with beads of sweat, "The boss sent someone to follow him, hoping to find Maggie through him.

But don't worry, your brother will not be in danger.

We know you are very powerful in Los Angeles and will not touch your family. "

"Where is your boss?"

"Los Angeles."

"Specific address?"

"I don't know either."

"How to contact him?"

"Usually he calls me. His mobile phone number is 310 854 2734."

"How many men does Bobby Lucero have?"

"I don't know the specific number of people. I was just recruited by him temporarily."

"Since Walker Baruch and his daughter have joined the witness protection program, how do you know their whereabouts?"

"Bobby Lucero didn't say, but I guess he has inside information."