After watching the church leave, Sades pulled himself together and ordered his men, "Use the computer to analyze the thief's silhouette and see if we can find anything. Call William Devonshire and ask if he left the hotel last night. I want the results of Ben Gaetz's interrogation in half an hour. Lastly, issue a warrant to Ian and his gang. I want to find Ian and his gang within a day."
"Understood, sir."
While Seth was anxious, William was still lying on the bed, snoring loudly.
He had used the Archives' phone to call the scavenger yesterday to make it more difficult for the Special Task Force to track him down.
He carried a picture bucket he found in the Archives and deliberately walked into the cameras outside the Archives with his body half lowered. This was to make the Special Task Force think that everything that had happened before was a cover for the thief who had been hiding in the Archives.
William was very confident that he would be cleared of suspicion soon. Maybe after today, he would be able to move freely.
Back in Washington, Sades listened to his men's report and held the information that Lily had given him. It said that the police in Pittsburgh had found the bodies of Ian and a retired Archives' security guard the day before.
Based on what he knew, Sades had a rough idea. He was now very sure that the person who stole the Declaration of the Founding of the Nation had been watching Ben Gaetz for years.
Perhaps Ian and the person behind the scenes were originally in cahoots, but they were killed in the end. Since a retired security guard had been bribed, there must be other spies in the National Archives. As long as they could find the spy, they might be able to track down the person behind the scenes.
At around noon, William's door was knocked. Hearing the butler's voice, William rubbed his face in a daze and got up to open the door. As soon as he walked into the hotel suite's living room, he saw Sades standing there with a haggard face.
"What's the matter? Director Sades? "
Sades had asked his men when he returned to Washington and confirmed that William had not left the room since he entered. The cameras in the hallway also proved this.
Now that he saw William's sleepy face, Sades' suspicion of him was reduced to the lowest.
This time, he personally came here with the intention of befriending William. He was going to be in trouble soon. If he befriended William, he might be able to help him someday.
"Good afternoon, William. I'm here to officially inform you that you're free now. Congratulations." "Good afternoon, William. I'm here to officially inform you that you're free.
"Oh, really?" A surprised smile appeared on William's face. He did not expect to be cleared of suspicion so quickly, so the look of surprise on his face was not fake at all.
"What happened, Supervisor Saedes?" William paused for a moment. He thought of something and said in surprise, "God, you caught the killer so quickly? Congratulations on that class, Supervisor Seiders. "
Although he said congratulations, his expression could not be more fake. Sades could clearly feel that William was looking at him with disdain.
This made Sades' face darken. It seemed that some of his previous actions had seriously offended William. It would not be so easy to win him over now. He sighed and shook his head. "No, but we've confirmed that you're cleared of suspicion. I can't tell you the specifics. Sorry, William, I have other things to do. Good luck."
"Oh, you're leaving. Well then, thank you for coming here personally, Supervisor Seiders. Goodbye." William shook hands with Sades and watched the group of people leave in a hurry.
When he returned to his bedroom and closed the door, William waved his fist in the air and jumped up excitedly. He could finally get away from this mess. It seemed that the backup plans he made had been very effective. Now, the Special Task Force must be looking for the person who pretended to be John Vic and the thief from last night.
With the founding declaration in his hands, the clues for the others to find the treasure were all cut off. Now, only William knew where the treasure was.
Unfortunately, Abigail was under investigation, and it was not a good time for the two to meet. This made the excited William unable to find someone to work out with.
He took out the phone he used to send a message to Winston and saw a message from Winston. It said that John Vic had returned to the Continental Hotel to hand in the mission and asked William when he could come to the hotel to hand in the mission and fulfill the contract.
Since there was no way to meet Abigail, there was no point in staying in Washington, so William decided to return to New York.
He asked the suite manager to book a private jet for him. At four o 'clock in the afternoon, William walked out of the private jet and got into the car that Charon, the lobby manager of the Continental Hotel, had come to pick him up. After getting in the car, William said, "Charon, is Winston in the hotel?"
Charon nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Devonshire. Mr. Winston has been in the hotel all this time. He has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Okay, let's go."
The car did not stop at the entrance of the Continental Hotel. Instead, it drove into the underground parking lot of a building next to the hotel. Charon led William through a password-protected door. After walking for a few minutes, William saw an elevator.
After Charon pressed the passcode and fingerprint, the elevator opened. After entering the elevator, Charon said to William, "Mr. Devonshire, if you want to see Mr. Winston in the future, you can use this elevator. This is a private elevator that goes directly to Mr. Winston's residence. Only Mr. Winston and I know about it.
Just now, more than a dozen automatic firing points were set up in the passageway. Anyone who breaks in will be beaten to a pulp. You can enter your fingerprint in a moment. "
Hearing this, William thought that Winston really treated him as one of his own. He even told him about such a secret passageway. Did that old man Winston really treat him as his successor?
William's suspicious personality showed up again. He did not know where his personality came from. In his previous life, he was an ordinary person.
Perhaps it was because he knew that his grandfather was an old secret service agent for decades and that some of his family's secrets could not even be told to his mother.
After walking out of the elevator, William saw Winston standing outside with a smile on his face. When he saw William, he happily hugged William. "Has the problem been solved?"
William smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's been solved."
"Let's go. Let's get this done first. John Vik is waiting for you. After this, you can have a good meal with me. I almost can't remember the last time I had a meal with someone. I really miss the time when I lived in London with Henry, your grandmother, your mother, and you."
Walking into the living room, Winston asked, "Let's not talk about that. What do you want to drink? I heard that you like whiskey. I have a 1948 Jack Daniel. Do you want some?"
When William heard that it was a 1948 Jack Daniel, he immediately became interested and quickly nodded.
Winston smiled and took out a bottle of Jack Daniel from the wine cellar. He poured two glasses for William and himself. Winston asked, "Do you want water or ice?"
William quickly shook his head. "No, only pure water can bring out the original fragrance in the wine." After taking the glass in Winston's hand, William took a sip. "Hmm," it was really good. He used to drink Irish whiskey. He did not expect an old American whiskey to be so good to his taste. It seemed that he would have to buy some Jack Daniel on the market in the future.
The two drank whiskey and talked about some embarrassing things about William when he was young. There were also some things that Winston and Henry used to do together.
As they chatted, there was a knock on the door. Charon came in and reported, "Sir, John Vik is already waiting for you. Do you think we should go now?"
Winston nodded with a smile and said, "I'll take care of the rest. We'll eat in a while."
"Okay, see you later, Winston."
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