"Tell Sunday the doctor's information." As long as there was a clear name and a file in the computer, there was nothing that couldn't be found. Sure enough, after Barney finished telling him the doctor's information, he replied within a few minutes, "Sir, I found out that the doctor is being held in Danzali Prison through the church's database."
William laughed. "Look, it's that simple. After this is over, we'll find some time to rescue them."
"Understood, Boss." Barney nodded happily.
"Oh right." William, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned to ask Barney, "Why was he arrested?"
"This, this," Barney said embarrassedly, "For some money, the doctor planned an unsuccessful coup in Africa. After he was arrested, I found a lot of connections, but when I was about to send him back to America, he was found to be evading taxes, so …" Barney curled his lips helplessly.
"So, that guy went to jail for evading taxes?" William was speechless.
"Probably, that's the case." Barney said embarrassedly.
"Haha, just like what Al Capone said, don't forget to pay taxes if you forget anything, or else you'll regret it. Look, there's a ready-made example. Haha, okay, I kind of like that guy now, because I've evaded hundreds of times more taxes than him."
"But he's not you, Boss. The doctor is an idiot. If he didn't take on that kind of job alone, how could he have been found to be evading taxes? Which one of us hasn't evaded taxes before?"
Walking into Barney's rented villa, William took off his jacket, "Have you guys tested the new bulletproof battle suit and regular clothes? What do you think?"
"The effect is very good, Boss. I didn't expect you to be able to invent a bulletproof suit like ordinary clothes. It's double bulletproof. In the future, when we fight, we'll wear helmets. Other than heavy machine guns and sniper rifles, there's probably nothing that can kill us."
"Mm, as long as you think it's good." William poured a glass of wine and said to Sunday, "Sunday, has Zhang Ziwei contacted me in the past two days?"
"No, Sir."
"Does he still have the phone I gave him?"
"The phone's location shows that Zhang Ziwei is currently in Macau."
"Very good, find a suitable opportunity for him to come see me, or make an appointment to meet on the ground."
"Understood, Sir. Send the message."
"Yes! Is he alone now? "
"Yes, sir. Mr. Zhang Ziwei is at the dock now. He should be waiting for someone."
The villa was not far from the pier, and William said to Barney, "I'm going to meet someone, you go look for a car."
"Alright, Boss."
After that, Barney and William nodded and turned to leave the villa. After Barney left, William scanned the master bedroom with his spirit power. After finding no problems, he opened the portal and returned to the basement of the castle. He took the three sets of bulletproof suits prepared on Sunday back to the villa and walked to the dock.
When they arrived at the dock, they followed Sunday's instructions and walked into a cafe. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Zhang Ziwei alone. "Sir, I've checked this place. Mr. Zhang is alone. No one is following him."
Upon hearing this, William walked over to Zhang Ziwei's table and sat down. "When did you arrive? Have you seen your two good brothers?"
"I wanted to, but after you joined me, I thought about it and decided not to. I'd rather die than drag them down with me."
When he saw William, Zhang Ziwei was still a little surprised. "I didn't expect you to find me in less than an hour after I arrived at Macau from Spice Port. It seems like you're more powerful than I thought."
"Hehe." William would not explain such a misunderstanding. "Who are you here to pick up?"
"A few monks. Originally, I was going to Spice Port with the Eight-faced Buddha's second son, third son, and Mona, but the Thai monks asked the Eight-faced Buddha to bring Bassoon's body to Macau. They said that Bassoon died closer to Macau, so it would be easier for them to summon his soul," Zhang Ziwei said with a smile.
"That's even better. As long as the Eight-faced Buddha shows up, I'll kill him immediately. I'm just afraid that it's his substitute."
"That's impossible." Zhang Ziwei shook his head. "They'll probably perform a ritual for Bassoon tonight, followed by cremation. After the ritual, they'll continue for the next six days. They can't stop for even a moment. The cremation has to be personally performed by the Eight-faced Buddha."
"That's good." William took out the suit that was made according to Zhang Ziwei's size. "This is the latest model of bulletproof suit. It can defend against any short guns and non-armor-piercing long guns. Don't die, I'll be waiting to see you in prison."
"You're so nice to me?" Zhang Ziwei took out the bulletproof suit and asked the waiter to put it on in a private room. He didn't expect it to fit him so well. He walked out of the private room and asked William, "Is this thing really as magical as you said? It can even defend against long guns?"
"Don't worry, I invented this thing. I've tested it many times."
"You're awesome." Zhang Ziwei sighed. "If I don't die, how about I come out and work for you after I'm released?"
"Ha, it'll be decades later when you're released. Do you still need to work for me? If you have money, buy more jade and keep it. I guarantee that the price of jade will increase twenty times in twenty years, or even more. One million dollars will become twenty million dollars. It'll be enough for you to live after you're released. "
"That thing will really increase by so much?" Zhang Ziwei was in disbelief. "Don't try to fool me. Although I don't know how long I'll be in prison, if I go to prison in Thailand, it might not even take ten years."
"If you want to die, go to prison in Thailand. Besides, aren't Thailand's laws very strict? How can they only let you go to prison for ten years?"
"I've done something good, buddy. Doing something good can reduce my sentence. Can't I help the Thai police catch the Eight-faced Buddha's subordinates? Besides, I'll be released after I do something good. What can you do about it?" Zhang Ziwei looked at William angrily. "Let's not talk about me. Tell me about my mother."
"She's in Switzerland now. I've asked the Swiss National Bank to send her there for treatment, but …" William hesitated.
"But what?" Zhang Ziwei asked nervously.
"She's at the end of her life. The doctor told me that she might not be able to live for more than a year."
"That's good, that's good." Surprisingly, Zhang Ziwei wasn't as grief-stricken as a normal person. "It's already a blessing from the heavens to have a year. I've been posting missions on the Dark Web, so I know about my mother's condition.
Now, a year is the best result. If I don't die this time, at least I'll have the time and opportunity to see her. Also, thank you, buddy. I told you so much last time because I wanted a super-rich person like you to save my mother. Thank you. "
"I can't be careless even if you risk your life. Help me confirm whether the Eight-faced Buddha is real or not. When you see the Eight-faced Buddha, enter the Morse code on the phone I gave you and I'll know. Yes, you know Morse code, right?"
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