Chapter 1089 Uncle Qian Ba's New Case

One billion and eighty-six million U.S. dollars, Jack really didn't expect that Justin would act without authorization and steal all the money.

Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that she has never had a concept of money. For more than 30 years in the first half of her life, Justine locked herself in a small room and used computers and network cables to communicate with the outside world.

Chris made a lot of money when he was working as an "accountant" for people, and the sum total was close to a "small goal", of course the unit was US dollars.

Except for gold bars and oil paintings, most of the other funds were laundered and managed by Justin.

But for her, the money is just numbers, and the process of fund management is more like a numbers game, buying bonds according to the rate of return, analyzing profits and losses, investing in stocks, etc.

After waiting for Jack's treatment, Justine gradually got rid of the negative effects of "Asperger's Syndrome", but her talent in numbers is still there.

From the beginning of "Shangri-La" to the present, Justin is still responsible for managing all accounts, but whether there is money in the fund pool has never been her concern.

"Isn't this what we have been doing? Kill the bad guys and take the bad guys' money." Justin blinked innocently, not understanding what his "brothers and brothers" were nervous about.

"But we only took money that we were sure of before." Jack tried to explain to her the risks involved in such a large sum of money.

Chris on the side also looked worried, but Braxton, a bold and heartless guy, was grinning in amusement.

He has never been able to help much with the company's operations. During his free time managing the farm, he would drive Chris and protect his younger brother. Jack had previously wanted him to help run the security company but was rejected. He only thought about his wife and children.

Unlike Justin, he has a concept of money, but he has no concept of numbers. In his opinion, black tens of millions and black money of more than one billion are both black, and there is not much difference.

"But as you said before, the FBI is not very interested in the money, and the South Korean side doesn't know about it. The North is focused on covering up the scandal."

Justin analyzed it one by one with his fingers, "I cleaned up the network traces of Michael Joe and overloaded the hard drive of his personal computer. After you broke the electronic key, this secret account is theoretically 'dead'."

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Excluding Braxton, who had no idea about the matter, Jack, Chris and Justin discussed it all night and analyzed it from various aspects.

The final conclusion was that the secret account seemed to be quite safe.

Whether it is Jon Michaels, the former head of the international department who has been jailed, or the overseas accounts under Zhang Mingjun's name, the FBI's investigation has basically ended.

Moreover, these overseas accounts have nothing to do with the current secret account holding one billion and eighty-six million US dollars, and there is no record of any direct or indirect fund transactions.

Because the latter was a secret account opened by Michael Joe in the name of an investment fund registered in the British Jersey Islands.

When the youngest son of the chaebol family died unexpectedly, and rumors spread about his unclear dealings with the North, his chaebol father suffered a stroke and became paralyzed on the spot.

Now Michael Joe's brothers and sisters are busy estranged from their younger brother while fighting fiercely for the inheritance of the chaebol.

As for the country to the north of the peninsula, someone may be thinking about the money, but there is no way to find it.

Because everyone at the scene who might have had contact with the secret account, including dignitaries and their confidants, all died unexpectedly, and the electronic key was blown up by Jack in front of Lin Zheling.

The final discussion focused on how to handle the funds safely. The three people discussed until dawn that the final result was to pass the money through a small island called "Macau" and take a walk around Dongda.

It can be predicted that in the next five to ten years, the trade volume between the United States and the University of Tokyo will increase by about 0.5% from the original level.

After agreeing that the matter was limited to the four of them, and repeatedly reminding Justin and Chris not to touch the stock market of Dongda University, Jack breathed a sigh of relief and returned to New York as if nothing was wrong.

A person lives in two lives and never thought that one day he would be troubled by the problem of too much money.

While Jack was busy in Korea these days, the wanted criminal team was also busy, including Hannah, who had previously been hiding in the apartment playing games on the pretext of recuperating, and all members went to Canada.

News came out about the mysterious killer organization that assisted Zhang Mingjun's subordinates in carrying out prisoner abductions. An undercover agent discovered a castle estate in Canada, which was considered the home of this organization.

Jubal directly contacted the FBI's own special forces SRT (Hostage Rescue Team), and was preparing to dig holes and completely root out this killer organization called "Damocles".

Surprisingly, they arrived a step late. A tough man cleaned up the manor on his own, killing everything inside and out. Only an old lady in her 80s at the front desk was left on the scene.

"This killer organization has a retirement policy. All killers can apply for retirement at the age of 50. Before that, part of their commissions will be used to purchase the company's retirement fund.

When the killer reaches the age of 50, he can withdraw half of the retirement fund in one lump sum and continue to receive dividends with the same total amount and an annualized rate of return of 6% until his death. After his death, the entire principal will be returned. "

Jubal feasted on a delicious red wine braised oxtail while telling Jack what he knew.

Jack added a spoonful of shepherd's purse and stir-fried mushrooms to him and commented, "Are all killer organizations so rigorous nowadays? There is actually a retirement benefit system?"

"Strictly speaking, this is actually a company, and its nominal business is the import and export of industrial products." Jubal corrected slightly.

“So because the FBI and the IRS previously froze a group of related accounts on suspicion of terrorism, the killer company not only lost $50 million in remuneration, but also lost an additional 20 million in funds.

This brought the company to the brink of bankruptcy, and the boss had to come up with those pension-killing ideas? "Jack felt like he was hearing some fantasy.

"It's a killer who is about to retire." Jubal's expression was also very strange. "There is a note in their retirement terms. If the killer dies on duty or in an accident before reaching the age of 50, the company will be the beneficiary of this retirement fund. people."

He stretched out his palm and compared the number five, "The boss plans to kill five killers who will retire within one or two years, and obtain their retirement funds totaling US$29 million to make up for the losses.

But this plan encountered a setback when the last killer named 'Black Caesar'. "

"Black Caesar?" Jack said he had never heard of it, but the nickname was unfamiliar to him.

"That's this guy." Jubal put a photo in front of Jack, and saw that he was startled and couldn't help but wonder, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him. At first glance, I thought he was some famous French chef I knew." Jack quickly shook his head in denial. This old man looked like Hannibal. Whoever knew him would be unlucky.

"We found a lot of canned food that Canadians love to eat in his safe house in Quebec. Cooking is probably not his area of ​​expertise."

Jubal shrugged indifferently, "But this guy is really powerful. He killed a team of six elite killers by himself, only hurting one eye, and then rushed into the castle to kill and chop him into pieces." Got the boss of the company off his head.”

"Are you still planning to continue tracking him?" Jack didn't know the specific situation, but since this face didn't seem to have played a good guy in his previous life, he felt it was best to stop him.

"The information has been handed over to the Canadian police. The Damocles company is finished, and the rest is not under the FBI's control."

Jubal chewed the ox tail bone with relish, and took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus fermented rice from time to time. He looked a bit like the retired old man Jack had seen in his previous life, the kind who could kill an entire night with a plate of peanuts and two ounces of wine.

Of course, he had given up drinking completely long ago, and the only alcoholic drink he could tolerate now was Jack's homemade sweet fermented fermented wine extract.

The key point is that this guy is only in his early forties, and it's still early to retire. Jack, who couldn't bear to see the "old man" being lonely and helpless in the future, casually changed the subject, "Is it time for you to find a girlfriend? Why do you stay here every day after get off work lately?" "Food?"

Jubal almost choked to death from a mouthful of mash, and immediately glared at the ignorant person, "I have my own nightlife. Didn't I just stay with you because I felt sorry for you recently?"

After all, the fact that someone secretly took a beautiful female flight attendant of unknown origin to Seoul was not concealed. Although he had a legitimate reason and did successfully complete the task, Hannah and Jiejie were still united for a rare moment. Invite him to accept the rejection.

In the past, there were always three, four, five or six days a week when Jack would take the initiative to invite people to eat after get off work and cook a lot of delicious food.

Among the people who would definitely stay every time were Hannah and Jiejie, followed by Jubal, the only single dog among the crowd. Although Aubrey liked to eat, he often went out alone with Alice for dates.

Clay, on the other hand, wants to go home to be with his wife and children, and stays the least often. Of course, this is also relative.

On days when the Most Wanted Team is not on mission, Clay's wife Stella usually takes the ferry directly from Staten Island to Long Island in the afternoon with her son who is less than two years old, and the family of three returns together in the evening. Home.

However, the situation has changed during this time. After returning from Canada, Hannah and Jiejie ran on time as soon as they got off work every day. They either made appointments to go shopping together or watched operas and art exhibitions.

Jiejie also has a small office in the Federal Building. She is responsible for the entire team's outreach work and simply stayed on the island in Manhattan on the pretext of something else for the past two days.

Everyone can see that there is something wrong between these three people, but Jack is actually the big winner in life who enjoys the blessings of everyone, and everyone is happy to see him occasionally capsize, as a small adjustment in life.

So today, only a good old man named Jubal was willing to stay with him and talk about what he had experienced in Canada.

Of course, as a single man, in addition to spending time with his two daughters every weekend, he also has a lot of free time at night.

The next morning, Jiejie, who had not been seen for several days, finally showed up and hurriedly walked into the office. But looking at the serious expression on her face, it was obvious that she was not here to "reconcile" with Jack.

"An hour ago, a massacre occurred at an Internet company called "Sena Lock" located in the town of Charlottesville. A total of 8 people died, including the company president.

Five of them were shot to death and three were stabbed to death. "

Jiejie's pretty face turned red, of course not because she saw Jack, but because she was running around in high heels.

"An hour ago? The murderer was identified so quickly?" Jubal was a little surprised.

"Not yet, but the case was assigned to us by NCIS. We haven't been informed of the reason yet." Jiejie looked at Jack when she spoke. He was probably the only person among the people who had some relationship with NCIS.

Before the Christmas vacation, Jack stayed alone in Hawaii and was involved in the smallpox virus case. During this period, he cooperated with the NCIS Special Projects Office in Los Angeles.

Of course, everyone has heard of the fact that someone had a little crush who was crazy about him when he was a student, and now he is the chief forensic researcher of NCIS.

Only the FBI has ever been robbed of cases by the military investigation department. This situation of being actively requested is also the first time for the experienced Jubal.

"Perhaps we will know the reason when we get there, so we can set off immediately."

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Charlottesville is a small city with a population of less than 50,000, but it is quite famous in the United States because it produced a celebrity, Thomas Thomas, one of the three founding heroes of the United States along with George Washington and Benjamin Franklin. Jefferson.

It is also the home of the University of Virginia, and Thomas Jefferson, as the founder of this well-known university, almost emptied his fortune during its founding period and was unable to fully repay his debts until his death due to illness at the age of 83.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone arrived in Charlottesville. The place was already surrounded by interview vehicles from various television stations. Sergeant Tip Long of the local state police's homicide unit received a group of FBI agents.

"Thank you for arriving so quickly." Seeing the arrival of the command vehicle of the wanted criminal group, the sergeant's ugly face relaxed a lot.

"It should be." After Jubal shook hands with him, he briefly introduced his team members, and then went straight to the point and asked about the situation.

"It was a FedEx man who called the police. He passed by the door of this company at 9:03 this morning and noticed something was wrong."

Sheriff Tip Long made a gesture of invitation and then led the way. Flash lights lit up from time to time outside the cordon. Fortunately, everyone put on sunglasses in advance when they got out of the car.

"You have to know that the security situation here has always been regarded as exemplary. After this case hit the news, almost half the people in the town asked for leave. It's damn good."

The police chief complained softly and expressed his request, "These media are simply crazy. It would be great if you, the FBI, could hold a media conference as soon as possible to calm the people down."

"That's right, but we have to wait until we finish the evaluation first." Jiejie chose a formulaic answer.