Chapter 235 Everyone gets the stolen goods

Unfortunately, Allen's car did not stop in Flushing. There are many Chinese people in Flushing. If Allen's destination was here, Jimmy would be mixed in the crowd, and Allen would not notice anyone following him at all.

After walking along Roosevelt Avenue to Corona, they stopped at 39th Street. Allen got out of the car with his backpack. After looking around, he walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

Jones followed Allen to 39th Street. This time, instead of parking some distance away, he drove past Allen's car and parked two spaces in front of him.

Jones came to the car from the driver's seat, took out the antenna-like monitor from the equipment box, opened the back door of the car, and pointed the antenna at the house where Allen entered.

Jones's monitor only has a set of headphones, so Jimmy has no chance to hear the sound inside, but he also has his own way to directly see what's going on inside the house. The skill of Mind Eyes is equivalent to watching a black and white wireframe movie, but it's silent.

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A man opened the door and let Allen in. After shaking hands, the two came to sit on the sofa in the living room. After talking for a few words, Allen opened his backpack and took out a dark thing from it. Jimmy could only look at it.

I can't see the outline, but I can't see the actual object, and I don't know what it is.

Jones was listening, and suddenly he said: "Jimmy, call Peter, what Allen brought over is a Middle Eastern antique statue, and now they are appraising it."

Jimmy immediately took out his phone and called Peter, who answered almost instantly.

Peter: "Jimmy, what's the matter?"

Jimmy: "Peter, we tracked the target Allen to 39th Street in Corona, Queens. Jones used the monitor to hear Allen trading Middle Eastern antique statues with people in the room. They are now identifying them. We haven't determined what they are yet.

Statue, no chance to take pictures.”

Peter: "You keep an eye on them, I'll be there soon."

After Peter finished speaking, he hung up the phone, because Jimmy was on the loudspeaker and Jones heard it, so there was no need for Jimmy to repeat it.

The people in the house looked over and over, and took some tools from the side to evaluate for more than ten minutes. Finally, it was over. The two people cleared the coffee table, sat back on the sofa, and began to discuss the price and when other goods could be delivered.

Jones kept holding the monitor, which was really hard, because he had to make sure that the antenna was pointed at the window of the room. He had to steady his right hand and not move it at will.

"Jimmy, ask when Peter will arrive. They may be finishing up soon."

Jimmy dialed Peter's phone again, this time answering a little slower: "Jimmy, what's going on now?"

Jimmy: "Jones heard that they should be finishing soon. Where are you? How long will it take to come here?"

Peter: "I have arrived in Astoria, Queens. It will probably take more than half an hour. The road is a bit congested. You can tell Jones to bring people back if necessary."

Jimmy: "Got it."

After a few minutes, the person in the room left the living room and walked into another room, which seemed to be a study. He opened a cabinet, took things and put them in a bag, then returned to the living room and handed them to Allen.

Allen checked it, stood up and prepared to leave.

Jones: "Jimmy, I can't wait for Peter anymore, let's go."

Jones put the monitor aside, opened the back door and got out of the car. Jimmy followed and got out of the car. The two came to Allen's car.

The door opened and Allen walked out. He saw two people standing next to his car and couldn't help but pause.

Allen: "Who are you? Get out of my car."

Jones: "Alan Johnson?"

Allen: "Yes."

Jones took out his wallet, opened it, and showed his police badge and ID. "FBI, we suspect that you are involved in a cultural relic theft case. Please come with us." Jimmy also took out his ID, flashed it, and then took it back into his pocket.

Jones put his ID back into his suit pocket, took off the handcuffs from his waist, and walked towards Allen.

Jimmy stood by the car, his right hand on the handle of the gun on his waist, and his left hand pointed at the homeowner who followed Allen out, "You, stop, don't move."

Jones came to Allen and reached out to grab Allen's arm. Allen suddenly threw the bag he was holding at Jones and ran to the side.

Jones dodged his backpack to the side, was delayed for a moment, and immediately chased after Allen. Jimmy did not chase him. There was another buyer here. When the homeowner saw Allen running away, he also wanted to return to the house.

Jimmy pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the homeowner: "Sir, stop moving and raise your hands."

The homeowner turned his back to Jimmy, raised his hands, and then turned around: "It has nothing to do with me, I'm not familiar with him."

Jimmy took off the handcuffs, pointed his pistol at the homeowner, and walked slowly over: "We need to investigate if there is any connection. Now you are temporarily detained. We will make a decision when my colleague comes back."

The homeowner cooperated, and Jimmy cuffed his hands and made him sit on the front steps of the house.

Jimmy put the gun back into its holster and turned to look in the direction where Jones was chasing him. Fortunately, Jones's physical fitness was still very good. Allen only escaped twenty or thirty meters before he was thrown to the ground by Jones.

Jones put handcuffs on Allen, pulled him up and returned to Jimmy. Jimmy had already picked up the backpack on the ground. Jones put Allen on the steps. He could finally relax a little. Jones put his hands on his hips and was breathing heavily.

Jimmy: "Should we take them back directly or wait for Peter to come over?"

Jones: "Wait until they come. Our surveillance vehicle is not convenient for taking them."

Jimmy took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Peter: "Peter, the man has been arrested and the buyer is here. Come over as soon as possible."

Peter: "Just a few more minutes."

Jimmy hung up the phone, "I'll be there in a few minutes."

Alan Johnson and the buyer probably also knew that there was something wrong with what they were doing. They both made the same movements, with their hands behind their backs, their heads lowered and looking at the ground, without saying a word.

Jones and Jimmy were waiting here. After a while, four cars stopped on the road. Peter got off the front car and walked over.

"Where's the statue?"

Jimmy gave the backpack to Peter: "This is the payment for the goods. The statue is in the house. Everyone gets the stolen goods."

Peter waved to the back, and several people wearing FBI jackets got out of the three cars behind. Two people walked into the house and got the statue from the coffee table, and then took Allen and the buyer to their car.

Peter patted Jones' arm: "Good job. Come on, let's go back."

Jimmy: "Peter, have you got someone in the Bronx to keep an eye on it?"

Peter: "Well, we've sent the surveillance team over. Let's go back to interrogate him first and apply for a search warrant."

Peter turned around and went back to his car. Jones and Jimmy got into the surveillance car and drove back to Federation Square together.

(End of chapter)

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