Chapter 77

Li Changheng immediately thought that there were mountains on both sides of Ryan Farm, and there was no need for a real reader to take revenge. Will himself would go to the mountains to make cold shots from time to time.

It is guaranteed that any new farmer will not be able to stand it, and this cold shot will definitely be counted on the readers.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the farm, Li Changheng began to think about his new identity.

"How about I give you a thousand dollars for a missing person ID card from several surrounding states?"

"Three thousand".

Will said with a smile, "I don't care what you want to do with your new identity, but you must understand that I want to buy a farm that needs a lot of money."

"Two thousand", Li Changheng squinted his eyes and said, "I want two now, and one of them has to be...".

I wanted to say Barney Rose's name, but Li Changheng immediately realized that even if Will didn't know that Barney was Rambo, the name had to be kept secret.

At least keep it a secret from Will.

He quickly changed his words, "Both are men, between 20 and 30 years old."

As long as Frank Abagnale dresses a little more maturely and combs his hair back, he will be seven or eight years older in no time.

And Barney's ID doesn't matter. Americans can change their name. As long as their identity is okay, they can go to a certain state and buy a farm or ranch.

After a few months of changing the name, selling the farm, and doing it all over again in a different location, Barney Ross' identity was finally safe.

And as time goes by, after a few years or more than ten years, let alone checking his identity as John Rambo, it will not be easy to check his first name change.

Will chuckled, took a bunch of keys from his waist without much fuss, and went out to the underground database of the police station.

Ten minutes later, he came back with a file bag, "Choose whatever you want, and remember to bring four thousand dollars with you when you go to Horn's shooting range at night."

Four thousand is four thousand, Li Changheng nodded indifferently, and began to look through the driver's license in the file bag.

First find out the people who have disappeared in the last three years, and then find out the people who are of the right age and who were born in a small place. In the end, only four identities are left in hand.

I found the map of the police station, leaving only two driver's licenses who were born in the mountains and put them in my pockets.

Smiling, he said to Will, "You don't know how to record with a pen, have you left behind these driver's licenses, Sheriff?"

"How is it possible?" Will hurriedly swore to God, and Li Changheng already had a solution in his mind, so he didn't dwell on this issue.

After getting the phone number and address of the steel stamp manufacturer of the police station, he left the police station.

For the next five days, while learning to pilot an airplane, he went to the shooting range to receive training from Horn.

After experiencing the full set of training programs that Horn created, and consuming 500 rounds of ammunition for the police station every day, he planned to leave the town.

The next night, with a gift bought for $300, I went to Will's house as a guest.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, after Will sent Li Changheng out, he asked regretfully, "Are you planning to leave, Henry?"

"How did you see that?"

Will shook his head, "Although I'm just a small-town policeman, I still have quite a few friends in Ohio.

The Ohio Gray Gang got cleaned up inside and out, and then so much happened in New York in the past two days, you really should go back sooner."

Something happened in New York?

Li Changheng froze for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, "Thank you, Sheriff, I have been away from home for too long, I should go back and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Will, "Nice to meet you, Will".

"Me too, Henry."

Will patted Li Changheng on the shoulder with a serious face, "Let's go, let's go to the police station, your entry application is still in my office.

Let me talk to you about something."

Sitting in the police car, Li Changheng thought about it for a while, and guessed that the thing that would worry the sheriff of Will, a remote town, should be the fact that the Cleveland gang behind the gangs had an interest in the Gray Gang in New York.

Or the Cleveland Gray Gang, which is likely to attribute the exposure of Ryan Farm directly to the retaliation of the New York gang.

So what will happen in New York is self-evident.

Either two gangs fight, or the leader of a misunderstood New York gang gets shot.

Therefore, Will, who has always misunderstood that he is the second generation of the Gray Gang, pointed out the chaos in New York, and watched the reaction if it happened.

Perhaps in Will's heart, Li Changheng knew that Ryan Farm and the five readers belonged to that New York gang.

That's why they calculated Ryan Farm and the forces behind it so hard.

If there was sadness or worry in Li Changheng's eyes just now, Will would be able to determine which family he belongs to.

Now that there is no sadness and no worry, it is not either of the two families where the fight took place.

So when he arrived at the police station, Will was as polite as ever.

And Li Changheng first confirmed that the entry application form Will handed over was the one he had written, then tore it off and put it in his pocket.

Put the police badge on the table, sit in the chair and wait to see what Will has to say.

Will chuckled and was about to speak when Li Changheng suddenly thought of something and raised his hand to interrupt him.

Take out the pen and paper on the desk and write 'Let's talk on the rooftop of the police station'.

When Will didn't react, he saw the word 'wiretapping' written on the paper again, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Sitting in a chair, he carefully recalled what he had done in the past few days, and nodded after a while.

He took out a bag from the safe and took Li Changheng up to the rooftop of the police station.

He handed the bag to Li Changheng casually, and asked, "Are you sure I'm being monitored?"

While opening the bag, Li Changheng shrugged, "It's always right to be careful."

Seeing that there were more than a dozen steel seals in the bag, he couldn't help but look at Will in surprise.

Then I felt rejoicing in my heart, fortunately, the reaction just now was not wrong, otherwise the fat man probably wouldn't have taken out these stencils.

Even if he wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, Will definitely wouldn't dare to cooperate with Li Changheng when something happened to the non-existent family behind Li Changheng.

"It's easy for you to confirm whether someone is listening to you, and secretly check around the police station to see if there are any new people who have moved here.

Or are there any vans, small trucks and other box-type vehicles nearby that have been parked near the police station."

Will thought for a while, and soon understood why Li Changheng said that.

With the technology in the late 1960s, if you want to monitor someone, the distance will definitely not be too far.

And looking directly in the office, there will always be an abnormal sound, letting the listener know that Will is looking for the monitor.

This will not only expose Will's ulterior motives, but also expose Li Changheng.

After all, when he came to the office with Will at nine o'clock at night, Will started looking for monitors, and any fool knew there was something wrong with them.

After telling Will not to search randomly in the office, Li Changheng smiled and said, "You did this by yourself in the past six days? Or did you find someone to do it?"

"The mold was made by my acquaintance of the steel stamp manufacturer, and the steel stamp was made by going to the river gold smelting workshop in the Indian reserve. I made it myself, and I guarantee that no third person will know about it."

Li Changheng nodded in reassurance, "How much do you want?"

"Ten thousand dollars, but this time I don't want money."

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