"Talk, talk about what?"
Frank, who was already feeling guilty from William's serious expression, subconsciously picked up the pillow on the sofa and hugged it. He said carefully," I-I didn't make any mistakes at work these past few days."
Damn it, I'm not talking about working."
William placed his backpack on the table anxiously. He walked to the sofa and sat on it. Looking at Frank, who was leaning against the armrest and the back of the two-seater sofa two meters away and hunched his body like an ostrich, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
The case he saw in the library today made him understand that sometimes using checks to cheat money from a private account was more dangerous than cheating the accounts of big companies. At the same time, he regretted not reading those books earlier and taking the initiative to understand the relevant laws and published cases. However, he could not be blamed. After all, he was still from China. William was just a newbie who had just graduated from university and entered society.
Besides, in China, other than between companies, between companies and individuals, the working class rarely came into contact with checks. Some people had never even seen a check in their entire lives, let alone understand the relevant precautions.
However, after reading the detailed explanations and case studies, he realized that although the current US police and the investigation techniques of the FB1 were outdated in his eyes, Frank's behavior of cheating private accounts easily made him understand. It also made the US investigators think that the swindlers who took the money from the private accounts must have come into contact with those rich people or those who had been cheated of their checks.
If he was like in the movies, where he only stayed in each place for a few days and wandered around the big cities in America for a few months, then this matter would not be a big deal at all. Frank, that bastard, had been free and easy for a week, and then came back to work as a temporary worker. What he wanted was nothing more than that the places where the two of them worked were all rich areas. Once someone paid with a check, he would be able to know the information of these people.
The danger that William was referring to was Frank, who was not skilled and had no awareness of defense. He could only forge the check according to the information he received or change the amount according to the check. However, the real check was written the same as the fake check. Once William cashed the check, he would even deposit the money into his own account when he was in the bank. When the rich man and the bank called the police, the first person the police looked for was him.
Frank, who didn't even put on makeup and was so handsome, it was hard for the bank staff not to remember him. Frank and William were classmates. One was an orphan, and the other had run away from home. Now, they rented a two-bedroom house and worked together. No one would believe William if he said that he was not an accomplice. In order to recover their losses, the bank and the victim would definitely sue him and Frank.
The lawyers who wanted to earn legal fees and the American police who wanted to gain more credit would not let them off. When the American judges faced the rich and orphans who did not have any assets and worked part-time to survive, they would trust the rich without a doubt.
The most important thing was that William was really worried that he would be targeted by the US tax department if he did not pay a single cent in tax. At the thought of this, William immediately stood up and said," Pack your things. We only brought money and some simple clothes. We're leaving now."
"Where, where are we going?" Frank asked in surprise," What happened?”
" I told you to pack your things," William growled as he glared at Frank." Immediately, immediately." Frank looked at William, who had an ugly expression on his face. He jumped up from the sofa and quickly packed his things with William. Ten minutes later, Frank, who was carrying a large backpack and two green canvas bags, stood at the door. He looked at William, who was carrying a backpack, and began to wipe the room with a towel. He understood that William was wiping his fingerprints.
His thoughts were running fast, so he didn't say what he wanted to say.
William threw his backpack to him and said," Take your luggage and wait on the balcony on the top floor. I'll take the keys to White Street later. There's an alley there where the homeless gather. After I throw the key at the alley entrance, I'll come back and jump from the roof to the building next door with you. We'll leave from the other floor.
At the latest, tomorrow morning, or even tonight, a homeless man would sneak into this house. Even if the police came, they would not be able to find any useful clues.
As for the landlord, we only see him once a month. If he sees us face to face, he will definitely recognize us. But you can only describe my appearance from memory, hehe.
" I, I understand. I'll go upstairs now," Frank said. He instantly felt that this was a little like a spy movie.
Compared to William, who was only a year older than him, he was more convinced. He did not think that William would despise him. William, who was thinking about whether there were any loopholes, did not think about how he could think of such a solution without thinking.
It was as if these experiences were imprinted in his mind, and he could naturally think of them in an emergency. Ten minutes later, William, who had a small iron wire and a pair of sharp tweezers in his pocket, passed by the place where the homeless gathered.
She took out a towel from her pocket and accidentally exposed the small iron wire and tweezers. She looked around in a panic. When she left, she did not find a key with the number 403 stuck on it. It leaked out of the towel and fell to the ground. The few vagrants who saw this scene quickly mistook William for a rookie thief. After he walked more than ten meters, someone walked over and picked up the key.
William walked all the way home. On the way back, he did not need to look back a few times by turning corners, the glass of the shops on the street, or the smooth objects such as neon lights. After confirming that there were a few homeless people following him, he walked up to the rented building and ran straight to the top floor.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Frank, who was impatient, threw his backpack and handbag to another residential building two meters away. The two of them jumped over and crossed another building before leaving downstairs. The homeless men waited downstairs for half an hour. When they saw that the lights in Room 403 weren't on, someone said," That kid must be a pickpocket. If we go up and borrow some money, he won't dare to refuse, let alone call the police." Besides, have you ever thought that someone would go home without turning on the lights?”
These words instantly made the eyes of the others shine. If he didn't turn on the lights at home, this place wouldn't be his home if he didn't have a guilty conscience or was doing something confidential at home.
So, after William changed his coat and wore a baseball cap, he brought Frank to the fourth floor of the building opposite their room. They saw a few homeless people enter their previous room.
With a smile, Frank said in a happy yet anxious tone," If the plan succeeds, then we should leave Chinatown as soon as possible, or even San Francisco?”
" No," William said without turning his head." We haven't reached the point where we're panicking yet. Even if we have to leave, I have to go to the school and the orphanage to retrieve all the photos."
" That's right, that's right. You're thinking too much." Frank, who had no experience in this area, would do whatever William said. However, William was thinking about whether he should take the opportunity to get rid of Frank.
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