Xu Cheng went back to the lab.
15 days had passed today, and he didn't come back for 15 days. He was afraid that seeing the Queen Bee die would cause his experiment to fail.
When he walked into the lab and went to the cage, he saw that the Queen Bee was gone.
There was no movement at all. She thought that he was dead and that his corpse had already dried up.
When he knocked on the glass jar, the Queen Bee actually came out of the hole and flew around!
Xu Cheng was overjoyed.
He looked at the date of the experiment that night. That's right, 15 days had passed!
But if the time that the Queen Bee had lived before this was included, it was equivalent to 20 days of her life.
Of course, it was still too early to say that the gene had prolonged its lifespan, but Xu Cheng was still a bit hopeful, thinking that it definitely had a lot to do with the gene.
Xu Cheng still didn't let the Queen Bee out. He wanted to observe it a little longer and see how long the gene could extend its lifespan!
The next day.
Withers came to an office building in the casino and set up a temporary base.
"Boss, the four of them booked a room, second floor of the Venetian Hotel, Presidential Suite 201." At this moment, a subordinate reported the whereabouts of Sal and the other three. They appeared as promised.
"Everyone, they're about to move. Everyone, pay attention. If you find any traces of gang activity near the casino, immediately report to me. Keep an eye on them and follow them closely."
"Yes, Sir!"
Several large casinos were surrounded by plain-clothed FBI agents.
And in those breakfast restaurants, the gang members that usually came to gamble were all eating breakfast. They were already being closely watched by the FBI.
Once they went to gamble, they would immediately be followed by plainclothes police.
"Are the staff of the casinos ready? Once someone goes in, take out their phone and check the signal. Immediately steal their phone's information and track them to see who's in charge. "
– Outside –
Those gang members actually already knew about the plainclothes police. They had information, and they also had information on the internet.
"A bunch of police. It's the f * cking information age, and they're still in plainclothes? Do they think we don't know? Now, just upload a photo on social media, and they'll even find your ancestors' graves. "A gang member glanced at the plainclothes police in the distance and snorted.
"Let's eat breakfast and ignore them. Let them guard us. Anyway, we're just here for breakfast today," the other brothers said.
"These people are so funny. That Captain Withers is even more of an idiot. Without any evidence, he came to have a showdown with Boss yesterday. Isn't he beating the grass to scare the snake?"
"Who knows? They think that shouting 'I'm from the FBI' will scare us. Don't they know who we are? We've never been afraid of threats since we were young."
Withers walked out and stared at the Venetian Hotel in front of a coffee shop. Later, he would rush into the presidential suite and catch the person who ordered the bets.
At this moment, Xu Cheng pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the cafe and came in. He looked around and saw that there weren't any seats left, but Withers' long row of seats was still empty, so he sat across from Withers.
"Give me a cup of Blue Mountain Coffee, thank you. Also, give me a copy of today's newspaper," Xu Cheng said to the waiter.
After the waiter handed him a cup of coffee and a newspaper, Xu Cheng tipped him 10 USD.
"Thank you." The waiter smiled.
Tipping was a custom in America, and Xu Cheng also did as the Romans do to make himself look more natural.
After casually drinking a cup of coffee, he looked at Withers.
Although Withers was part of the FBI, he wasn't responsible for keeping an eye on Xu Cheng, so he didn't know who Xu Cheng was and just treated him as a passerby.
Xu Cheng took out his phone and opened the FAC app.
At this moment, he said to the chat platform, "Let's begin."
Then, a group of new gang members came out from all over the place and entered a certain casino.
Xu Cheng had already started working in front of Withers. It was just that the people he used were all new members from the four gangs that didn't have any criminal records in the police department. So, those guys eating breakfast were actually just a cover. This was also why they laughed at the cops that were following them.
"Number 3, big!" Xu Cheng gave an order to his phone.
Withers was busy keeping an eye on the hotel and the reports from his subordinates, so he naturally didn't notice or think that the passerby in front of him was actually the mastermind.
"Number 5, big!" Xu Cheng gave another order.
Withers subconsciously glanced at him and saw that he was Asian, but he didn't mind and continued drinking his coffee while waiting for the news. Because in his heart, he felt that there was no way the gang would work with Asians.
"Number 1, small!" Xu Cheng gave another order to his phone. Just like a person chatting with his phone.
Withers just frowned and looked at him, asking, "What are you talking about?"
Xu Cheng smiled. "Playing a game. We throw sieves on our phones, and whoever guesses the closest number wins."
Withers nodded.
Xu Cheng looked at him and said, "You finished your coffee."
Withers nodded. "I know."
Xu Cheng followed his gaze and looked out the window. "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Afraid that this guy would suspect that he was on a mission, Withers paid the bill and left.
After he walked out of the coffee shop, he stayed under the sun for an hour. Seeing that the other party still hadn't made a move, he started to yawn. At this moment, he received a call from one of his subordinates. "Bad news, Boss! The person in charge of Alea's casino said that their money is going negative! "
This was yet another one of those silent wins!
Withers immediately said into his earpiece, "Presidential suite of the Venetian Hotel, gather everyone and rush in. Also, tell our colleagues in Alea to track the phones of the people gambling there and steal their secret codes."
"Boss, the technicians are trying to crack his phone. They encrypted it."
Withers: "Sh * t! Hurry up and crack it! "
"Boss, it's done. But he seems to be using Facebook to pass the message."
"Contact the person in charge of the social network. We want to get the authorization for the user information," Withers said.
"No, Boss, we don't have enough authority. I'm afraid we can't do that."
Withers was about to explode. Facebook was worth more than 400 billion USD worldwide, and it was indeed not something they could easily use their authority to get the authorization for information. Only the people from the Department of National Defense could do that.
Withers didn't care anymore. They immediately rushed into the Venetian Hotel. As long as they could capture the four bosses on the spot, they would be able to solve the case as well!
When they kicked open the presidential suite of the four big shots, they saw them playing cards.
Without another word, Withers raised his gun and charged in with all of his men.
"Police, this is a case. Everyone, cooperate with me. Take out your phones!" Withers roared.
Inside, everyone cooperated and took out their phones. Withers checked and found that almost none of them had Facebook installed on their phones, and none of them were using their phones. They were all in standby mode, and they didn't even have recent call records.
Withers' pupils narrowed. "The mastermind is someone else!"
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