As he watched Frank leave angrily with his briefcase, William thought to himself, This guy should be more cautious than in the movies. Otherwise, they would be useless.
As for whether Frank would keep the 1,000 checks for himself, which was less than 300,000 dollars, William was not afraid of Frank's tricks as long as he thought of Frank's parents in San Francisco and his grandfather's family in Gaul. Besides, if he could really persuade all his relatives to move, wouldn't he still have FF1? After Frank caused trouble in Europe, not only would the European countries that were cheated put out a reward, but also the FB1 would definitely put out a reward.
Although this batch of checks was not exactly the same as the ten checks in New York, if one were to really compare them, one could still see that they were technically the same. While taking the bounty, he also put Frank in prison.
After sending Frank off, William went to a private flying base outside New York City and registered to fly a plane. 100 dollars for ten theory lessons was not expensive. Sitting in the passenger seat on the plane was 50 dollars per lesson, and flying for half an hour was 100 dollars. As for operating an old-fashioned propeller plane, it was not difficult for William, who had a photographic memory.
However, in order not to attract too much attention, William finished three lessons on theory and piloting at the first flying school. After he passed the first stage, he went to Russia to study the second stage of flying training at a flying school near a small town. As for the reason, it was easy to fool him by saying that the tuition fees near New York were too expensive.
Moreover, the coach in Russia had communicated with William and brought him onto the plane personally. He had allowed him to control the plane once and was certain that William could learn how to take off and land. Fortunately, William knew that his life was in his hands. There was no need to waste time. He took it one step at a time. When he lived in this small town surrounded by mountains, he even applied for a driver's license with his real name. When he went to the town police station to get his driver's license the next day, he only spent ten cups of takeaway coffee, took the initiative to talk about hunting, or complained about the high fees of the New York flight school, if this town was worth it.
He was able to attract the attention of the police officer in charge of entering his fingerprints so that he could be like the older Eagle Nation people without having to take his fingerprints and record them in the police station. What surprised him was that he had only casually mentioned hunting, but he did not expect the police officer in the town to take the initiative to call him and ask him if he was going to participate in the hunting activities during his Sunday break. However, after thinking for a moment, William understood. A young man like him from New York not only had the money to fly every day, but he also lived in the best hotel in town. A rich young man who helped increase the income of the town's residents would easily be welcomed by the town's residents.
As for the Eagle Country's township police station, it was supported by the taxes of the townspeople. The chief was actually elected by the townspeople. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely put the town's interests first. Of course, the power was too concentrated in one department, resulting in many police bullies in Eagle Country. However, just being a little domineering was still fine. After all, having a strong personality did not mean that he was brainless.
To invite William to go hunting, one had to at least buy a hunting rifle and a set of field uniforms. Even hunting deer, wild boars, and other prey required payment for a hunting license. William could bring in hundreds of dollars of income for the town just by participating in the team activities. As long as the sheriff was not stupid, he would definitely bring William along. As for why he could apply for a driver's license and even a gun license in this small town. This was not the Internet era of the future, which meant that all the towns in Eagle Country were doing things their own way.
As long as the townspeople thought you were a good person and the sheriff thought you were a good person, the sheriff had the right to issue you all kinds of documents.
William took the firearms license from Chief Will and looked at it carefully. He asked in surprise," Chief Will, are you sure you didn't give me the wrong license?"”
Sheriff Will was more than 1.9 meters tall and weighed at least 200 pounds. Although he did not have a fierce face, he looked like a typical red-necked police officer. He laughed and patted William's shoulder." You have to understand, William. This is Russia, a place where you can even buy high-capacity ammunition and drums. It's a different world from the sissy New York and Los Angeles. We believe that only by carrying our own guns can we feel safe. Just giving you an automatic weapon license is a piece of cake." After saying that, Will chuckled and pointed at the pedestrians on the street nearby." As long as you become a member of the town and create ten jobs for us, no one will say anything even if we give you a pistol license."
William finally understood what Will was thinking. The average income in Los Angeles was only 5000 dollars, which meant that the middle-class only had 400 dollars a month. In that case, it would be considered good if the average income of a city in the middle of the country could reach 200 USD per month. William, on the other hand, had only stayed in the town for four days. He had spent no less than 500 dollars learning how to fly a plane, staying in a hotel, and daily expenses.
Therefore, in the eyes of Will and the others, he was just a rich man from New York.
As long as Will and the others were not stupid, they would take the initiative to befriend William.
It would be best if he could get some benefits. If he couldn't, it would be a waste. His time was not important to begin with, but he had only played with a young rich man for a few days.
As for those documents, they were paid for. It didn't matter who they were given to. Many people in the town didn't even have documents, so they could still buy the weapons they wanted. Sitting in Sheriff Will's police car, the two of them arrived at the gun hunting supplies store that was only 20 meters away from the town police station.
It was William's first time coming into contact with a weapon. When he walked into the shop, he realized that buying a gun was like buying cigarettes or coke.
"William, do you have a gun model that you like?”
William shook his head. Will laughed and suggested," Then choose the Remington 700. It's the best choice for beginners. "As long as you have a steady hand and a 10x scope, it's not difficult to shoot a wild deer within 200 meters.
Okay, I'll listen to you, Sheriff."
William, who did not know anything about firearms, did not want to pretend to know. He took the hunting gun from the owner of the hunting shop. The gun was obviously not made of peach wood, but a dark gray engineering plastic shotgun. When he heard the price of 270 dollars, William immediately understood that this gun must have been custom-made. However, the person who ordered it did not want it for some unknown reason. As for the other people in the town, even if they needed it, they would only buy the regular Remington 700 that cost 120 dollars.
He thought that he was being treated like a fool, but when he heard the shop owner's introduction of the gun, he was shocked. William didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
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