Chapter 160
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Things gradually became more and more interesting.
Zhang Jue's main purpose of coming to the Mei Kingdom was to find Yang Xue.
Looking for Smith's whereabouts was just on the way to return a favor to Simons.
He didn't expect to find something unexpected.
The mysterious man seemed to be able to foresee something. Zhang Jue had a few guesses about his identity, but he still needed to find a chance to verify it.
And he was also very interested in the thing in Smith's hands.
So many powerful people were chasing after him, and even Du Pont, the big boss of the underground world, dared not protect him. That thing must be very important.
Although Zhang Jue didn't know whether it was useful or not, it did arouse his overflowing curiosity.
In the next two days, Zhang Jue went out whenever he was free.
But he didn't find any new clues.
Smith seemed to have completely disappeared from the world.
But Zhang Jue knew that he wouldn't disappear, and it was impossible for him to hide somewhere and not come out.
Because he was seriously injured.
He would definitely go to buy medicine and bandages.
So Zhang Jue's destination was usually those inconspicuous pharmacies and clinics.
As long as he showed the fake FBI ID forged by the foundation to the salespeople, they would obediently tell him whether anyone had come to buy the relevant things recently.
Philadelphia was very big, and it was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, but Zhang Jue was never tired of it.
In this way, he wasted three days, and as expected, he found nothing.
Zhang Jue also gave up this inefficient method.
He wanted to relax, so he took the time to go to XXXX bank. Simmons had received an automatic reply saying that there was a gift for him, and it was placed there.
Since he had nothing to do, Zhang Jue came to see if he could get some clues from it.
As for why he didn't come in the first place, it was not a bullsh * t plan, but simply because he forgot.
When he arrived at the bank, it was already afternoon.
The weather was gloomy, and the cold wind was whistling.
The winter in Philadelphia was very cold.
Zhang Jue wrapped himself in a coat and entered the bank lobby.
It was late, and there were only ten minutes left before the staff got off work.
There weren't many people working in the bank, and they were scattered around the windows. A few staff members were chatting and slacking, waiting for the bell to ring.
When he walked into the bank, he met an old man who smelled of alcohol.
He walked unsteadily and almost fell when he was going up the stairs.
Zhang Jue helped him, and they entered the bank together.
Zhang Jue found the lobby manager and explained the purpose of her visit.
Just as the lobby manager was was about to take him to the locker.
A few burly men wearing balaclavas rushed in.
"Nobody move!"
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