For the rest of February, from Lincolnwood to Burnham, from the airport to Lake Michigan, Chicago was soaked in a bloody storm, and the murder took place in every corner.

The bodies of mafia can be seen everywhere on congested streets, secluded alleys, taxis, subway stations, barber shops, factories, houses, and even in the villas of wealthy people in the north, or under the noses of a certain noble. This is the real war.

The development of the situation was beyond DeVit's prediction, and the Luches family did not gain much advantage in such mutual assassination, and the people of the Genovese family would not always be gathered together and be plotted against.

During this war, there was almost no progress in net alloy trading. Joseph did not take action to do this. The official members of the family were in danger of life before the end of the war.

On March 1, DeWitt's patience reached its limit, and he decided to talk to Siyaner, that is, Mike. This kid has disappeared like an outsider since the night of the negotiations. He probably hid at home every day and was afraid of being killed.

Mike lives on the third floor of a rental apartment, and his neighbors are not good people. The rent for this kind of place is very cheap, and the bad situation is similar to the place where DeWitt lives when he first arrived in Chicago.

After knocking on the door a few times, there was no movement inside. Devith shouted at the door: "Open the door, four-eyed, I am Devith. If there is no one, I will break into the door."

Then something suddenly happened in the room...

Mike opened the door a crack, and the chain inside was still drooping. He looked left and right and said to Dewit: "Turn around."

"What?" Dewit asked with a frown.

Mike said: "How do I know if someone is pushing your back with a gun at an angle that I can't see? Turn around and I'll confirm it."

Devit tilted his head: "Listen, if you want to see men turn around, I can recommend a few more alternative bars for you. Now open this damn door and don't force me to ruin it."

Mike closed the door, put down the chain, and opened the door again: "What's the point?"

"Oh, so now we're talking in the corridor. Would you like to let the pimps in this building listen to the anecdotes of the mafia with drug dealers? If I had known this, I would have stood downstairs and talked to you."

Mike sighed, "Okay OK, come in." He flashed, let Dwayte enter the room, then looked around carefully, and then closed the door.

"What were you doing just now? Do you value the taste of videos?" Devit went in as if he was going home, and finally his eyes were on the laptop screen on Mike's desk.

Mike quickly followed up from behind and closed the computer: "Hey! Respecting other people's privacy is a politeness."

Devite spread his hands: "'Ox Club Forum'? Your hobby is really strange. Are you secretly collecting hookahs and other things in the cabinet?" He started to make fun of Mike with the webpage he just saw.

Mike said: "The Ophiopogon Club is not a club that studies Ophiopogon... it is a fraternity for retired people, they just took this name."

"Oh, are you referring to the kind of organization that specializes in recruiting retired male members of the working class and gathers together to smoke, drink beer and steam sauna?" Dewit continued to attack with verbal words.

"Yes, this kind of group is filled with a group of crazy retired people, including one of my cousins. Do you have anything else to ask?"

Devit lit a cigarette on his own: "I don't think so, because according to my estimate, it's hard for people like me to enjoy the luxury of retirement."

Mike sneered: "Ha, do you mean you will die young?"

Dewit replied: "No, I will sleep in the coffin with power and money, enjoy a kingly funeral, and after death, I will become the object of countless colleagues rushing to imitate and try to surpass."

"You're not dreaming..."

Devit felt that it was almost time to turn the topic to the main thing, and he said, "The people of the Genovese family are stronger than I thought. I no longer have patience. I need information that can be finalized."

"I told you a long time ago that after the night of the negotiation, they replaced all their phones, including secret contact information online. Now I have no way to check how they communicate." Mike said impatiently: "Oh, by the way, if you don't remember well, I can remind you that you told the other party very proudly that I was a hacker, which caused this result."

"Siyan'er, Siyan'er, you are so serious. I am still planning to train you as my assistant, but you are always complaining about objective difficulties." Devit replied as if nothing had happened.

Mike said: "Objective difficulty? On the first day I saw you, you said you needed my technical support, and then when I stole other people's information in the car, you killed everyone and threw it into the lake."

Dewit explained: "There is no way. I originally wanted to rob the money and let them go. Who knows that their resistance and tenacity exceeded my expectations."

Mike continued, "That's fine, at least you know that you're preparing two police uniforms in the trunk in advance to escape, and there was no trace left after burning the car. But the second time, you sold me directly in front of a group of fully armed and furious killers."

Dewit said again: "What's there to be nervous? My position was more dangerous than you at that time. Besides, I was prepared for it. Haven't you taken WM2030's protective medicines in advance?"

"When you gave me the pills before you left, it said there were vitamins and 2.5 mg of pacification."

"You look as anxious as a menopausal woman who has just been menopause, so I think this explanation is more time-saving."

Mike said, "Well, now you need the information that you can 'decide' again. Do you think I can transform the whereabouts of an important figure in the Genovese family like a trick?"

"Yes, otherwise why would I come to you?" Devit said for granted.

"Hey... you shameless grandson." Mike said, "You wait." After that, he took his laptop to the next room.

In fact, Devit is not proficient in Chinese, so he didn't fully understand Mike's first words, so he could only know that he was scolding people.

In fifteen minutes, Dwayte ignited three cigarettes. If he waited, he might start smoking marijuana. At this time, Mike also came back, holding a piece of paper that had just been printed.

"For you, bastard, I don't know which room is in this hotel. You can find it yourself. More than 80% of the possible chances of Frank Genovese staying there."

Dewit raised his eyebrows: "Can I ask how you did it?"

Mike replied impatiently: "There is a transaction between Frank and the police. During this special period, they will have more frequent contact. The police have a mobile phone number that is specifically connected to the mafia, which is usually not changed, and I solved it a long time ago. So I just checked their call records and tracked the police's activities in the past few weeks. In addition to the police station, the shops he often visited, and some recorded crime scenes, there are still a few public places left, where he stayed for a long time.

Then I marked the stops on the city map, made a picture, and circled a range. With Frank's personality, I would never venture to go very far from my residence to get in touch with a police officer, so he must be within this range.

There were so many people in the hotel that he dared not stay, so I hacked the computers of all small and medium-sized hotels in this area, and used the exclusion method to remove those who stayed in with their real names. In the end... that's it."

Dewit was stunned for about five seconds: "Well..." He took the piece of paper with a few lines of words from Mike, and decided to change the topic and stop irritating the dead house: "That... Siyaner, you have been staying in the city and don't have to go back to school?"

Mike said: "Yes, I usually don't go to class, but I will still graduate next year. You don't need to ask more questions about the methods. If there is nothing to do, you can leave quickly."

Devit left Mike's apartment and felt a little secretly happy. It seemed that Siyaner was a rare talent. Such a person must be taken as his personal confidant, not from the Luches family.

Although he still has his own plan in his heart, he still has to rely on the power of the Luches family. Therefore, the most urgent task is to capture or kill Frank Genovice, so that the war can end as soon as possible. If it is delayed, then Joseph Luches is not a good fight. It is difficult to guarantee whether the old fox will suddenly turn against him.

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An hour later, in the hotel marked by Mike.

Samuel Genovese was talking to his younger brother Frank.

"Three more family members died yesterday. Recently, we have lost a lot of people, including some tough characters, but the Luches family is not better than us. Joseph Luches and Tommy Galliano have not appeared in public for a long time, and their mansion is also empty. This is an unprecedented contest. No one is absolutely safe. Only by destroying the other party is considered a victory, and we will be the winner." Frank said a little excitedly.

Samuel said: "Can your police friend provide more specific help? He has a great appetite, but his ability is limited, right?"

"I have instructed Arthur to help us catch many Luches' men. There are also cases of shooting death on the spot, but this is all he can do. After all, the police cannot kill people at will. If there is no actual evidence, as long as the people from Luches's family do not resist, they will soon be able to come out of the situation." Frank explained: "If we use Arthur's power too much, he will soon be suspected by his colleagues. At this moment, we can only rely on our own killers to recover the disadvantage."

Samuel took a sip of cigarette: "Then if necessary, Onie will also take action."

When he said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Oni suddenly rushed into the room without knocking on the door: "Boss, second boss, the situation outside is a bit abnormal."
Chapter completed!