Sheyan was a person who attached great importance to time. Although there was still plenty of time before the deadline of the mission, after he came to the conclusion that he was looking for a person, he immediately inquired about the specific address of the person he was looking for and hurried over.
The person Sheyan chose was the person in charge of the quality inspection department of Workshop III. Firstly, because his status was relatively low, the government obviously did not attach much importance to him and did not guard him well. Secondly, this kind of grassroots leader must know his subordinates much better than the high and mighty personnel department.
Obviously, not every citizen of the US would be closely protected by agents, and Sheyan was not the kind of person who would resort to violence whenever he saw someone. After knocking on the door, they were invited into the living room and sat down on the sofa. The hostess, who was yawning in her pajamas, served them the biscuits she baked and hand-ground black coffee. She then went to operate the vacuum cleaner.
The workshop director was a fat American man with a beer belly. The UEFA European Championship was playing on the TV and he was holding a bottle of beer in his hand. It seemed that this was the main reason why the family was still awake.
The fat man would smile as soon as he saw people. When he smiled, he would squint his eyes, but there were still wrinkles on his forehead. His little daughter was very excited when she saw that there were guests. She was riding on a plastic horse, clapping her hands and laughing loudly. However, she was quickly carried into the house by the hostess.
Sheyan looked at the workshop director with a smile across the coffee table.
"What a delicious biscuit.... I'm sorry to visit you so late, but don't worry, Mr. Dursley. It won't take too long."
Mr. Dursley took a sip of his beer and laughed.
"My UEFA European Championship semi-final starts in half an hour. Just get it done before then."
Sheyan went straight to the point.
"I'm here to ask you about a person. The characteristics of this person are as follows."
As he spoke, Sheyan handed him a piece of paper. On it was his judgment of the target. After reading it, Mr. Dursley's face darkened. He was about to speak, but Sheyan beat him to it.
"Please don't refuse me, because.... you have to understand the consequences of refusing me first."
"First of all." Sheyan gestured for Sanzi to bring over a lockbox. He opened it and showed Mr. Dursley a stack of US dollars inside. "You'll lose an extra half a million dollars worth of income."
Sheyan then tossed the lockbox to the dumbfounded fatty. The fatty caught it with a stupefied expression. Following that, Sheyan smiled and continued.
"Actually, I'm a very strong bastard, and this bastard is usually very angry after being rejected."
As he spoke, he saw a solid metal ashtray on the table. He grabbed it with his hand and began to exert force.
Mr. Dursley was stunned as he watched his ashtray slowly being kneaded into an irregular ball. Then, with a creaking sound, metal droplets began to overflow from the gaps between Sheyan's fingers, like plasticine being squeezed out!
"Now, do you remember anything? Or do you have any good news for me?" Sheyan stared into Dursley's eyes and said, "Apart from that, I have to say that your daughter is very cute."
Sweat trickled down Dursley's cheeks. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he found that his throat was extremely dry. After taking a sip of beer, he calmed himself down and said,
"The person in the information you provided is very likely to be Nicholas. The only difference is that Nicholas also drinks and often gets drunk."
Sheyan narrowed his eyes.
"Is it possible that it's someone else?"
Dursley said with certainty.
"It can't be anyone else."
Sheyan smiled faintly.
"Then I can find him at the gate of the Knox factory tomorrow morning. Do you have a picture of him?"
Dursley was stunned for a moment before he smiled bitterly.
"Sir, if you want to find him, I'm afraid the procedure will be very troublesome. You'll have to go through a series of complicated procedures, and it's very likely that you won't get approval because he's being held in Fox River Prison. He seems to be a serious criminal."
This time, it was Sheyan's turn to be stunned. He never expected such an ending. After recovering from his shock, Sheyan smiled wryly and said, "That's right. That's right.
"So, what did he do to get imprisoned?"
"A group of people in black suits took him away. They weren't the police. We suspect that they were the FBI. The only answer I got for his arrest was that he endangered national security." Dursley was very cooperative.
Sheyan nodded and stood up.
"I'm very satisfied with your cooperation so far. After you satisfy my last request, we'll leave. No one will know that we've been here. Please give me a picture of Mr. Nicholas, a clear picture."
Dursley walked into the bedroom and took out a group photo to satisfy Sheyan's request. Nicholas' face was clearly circled with a red pen. It was a face that looked gentle with a hint of decadence, but his clean shaven face showed that he was still full of confidence in life.
After getting the photos, Sheyan stood up and walked out without any hesitation. More importantly, he left the password-protected box behind. But after he closed the door, he suddenly opened it again and said with a smile,
"Mr. Dursley, if I were you, I wouldn't tell anyone about what happened tonight. Otherwise, you'll lose at least half a million dollars."
*****
After the group returned to the chaotic slums, Sheyan began to look up information about Fox River Prison. The more he looked, the uglier his expression became.
According to the records, this was an extremely large and highly fortified prison. In fact, it was also the ultimate prison in the United States (i.e., a prison for serious criminals). Since its construction, the prison had been famous for its torture of prisoners.
The serious criminals could only stay outside their cells for nine hours a week and had almost no contact with others. The prisoners had almost no exposure to sunlight. They could only stay in their cells and eat three meals a day in their cells.
The cells were made of concrete. All the facilities in the cells were fixed and could not be moved. If someone tried to block the sewers, the toilets would automatically close. The shower water would be turned off at a certain time every day to prevent waste.
A lot of advanced technology was used in the prison. More than 3,000 prison guards armed to the teeth monitored the prison 24 hours a day. In addition, the nearby military base could be dispatched within 15 minutes to quell any riots.
Zi, who was originally looking up the formal prison visiting procedures, came over and said to Sheyan, "It won't work.
To apply for a visit to this damn prison, you have to apply three months in advance. More importantly, according to the comments on the internet, the chances of your application being approved are almost as high as the chances of landing on the moon. "
Sheyan said flatly.
"Do you have any news about Mr. Nicholas?"
"Yes." Zi sighed. "Only his name and photo show that he's really in the prison. But … .there's nothing else. Serious criminals have no human rights, and there's no information about them. It's said that they wear heavy magnetic shackles."
Sheyan sucked in a cold breath as if he had a toothache.
"Breaking into that place is already a big headache. We don't know anything about that place. We don't even know where Mr. Nicholas is being held, and the Fox River Prison seems to be bigger than the whole of Los Angeles! More importantly, we have to bring this ordinary person out of there in one piece …. "
"We need information. A lot of information. More importantly, we can't alert the others. So, we can't force more than three people to do it, "said Zi. "If we want to be efficient, we have to start with the higher-ups of the prison. For us, we don't need to worry too much about breaking in. What's more important is to escape from that damn place." Sheyan nodded and said.
"You're right," said Sheyan seriously. "This damned mission is starting to make me feel pressured. More importantly, until now, I still can't see the end of the mission."
*****
Early the next morning, Sheyan and Mogensha set off to the vicinity of Fox River Prison to set up camp. Because some military and police secrets were involved here, and the information on the internet was not as rich as it was in the later stages, the two of them were completely ignorant about the administrative situation of the prison. They could only start by collecting information from the beginning.
However, they could still tell the difference between the leaders and the ordinary employees from the cars they drove to work. Although Sheyan and Mogensha could not enter the parking lot, Mogensha still managed to sneak into a house nearby and cleverly locked onto a target.
"The prison doctor of the Fox River Prison."
This was a very important gain. The prison doctor did not have a high status and was not valued highly, but he had to establish a medical file for every prisoner, so he had the basic information of all the prisoners. Some prisoners might not be able to move freely and could not go to the infirmary, so he used the opportunity to familiarize himself with the internal structure of the prison.
Therefore, after Sheyan took the time to have a "sincere conversation" with the doctor named Barland, they obtained Mr. Nicholas's file card in the prison.
*****
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