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Jason sat up and continued to look down, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

This joint investigation team composed of the NYPD and FBI is really impressive.

They used high-tech equipment to carefully examine the remaining traces at the scene, and restored everything that happened last night through the data, identifying the murderer behind the scenes — Jason.

What surprised him even more was that the FBI and NYPD had submitted the investigation materials to the Department of Justice, which discussed and decided to issue a global arrest warrant for Jason.

The reward amount? 10 million US dollars!

Jason has just been offered a reward of 3 million US dollars by Kingpin, and now the Department of Justice has offered a reward of 10 million US dollars.

13 million US dollars is an astronomical figure, enough to make all the gangster killers in New York's brains congested and rush up to take his head without regard for their lives.

Jason felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself that he should be careful when going out next time.

Everything has its pros and cons.

As this news that shocked the entire United States spread rapidly, more and more people learned about Jason's evil deeds, and many developed a fear of him.

Jason's reputation began to grow.

[Ding! Your reputation value reaches 100 points, and you get a chance to recruit a comrade.]

Jason was ecstatic.

With a bounty of 13 million US dollars on his head, no matter how powerful he is, he can't fight against four hands with two fists. The appearance of the evil accomplices can just solve the urgent problem.

He opened the system and clicked to recruit accomplices.

[Ding! The villain's accomplice 'Franklin Clinton' has been activated. The character comes from "GTA5". Please go and recruit him yourself.]

In an instant, memories hidden deep in Jason's mind began to emerge, but too much time had passed and the memories were a little fuzzy.

He just remembered that "GTA5" is a game that is popular all over the world, and Franklin Clinton is the protagonist of the game.

What is his special ability?

Jason couldn't remember.

But what gave him even more of a headache was that New York was so big, where could he find Franklin? He couldn't just post missing person notices all over the streets.

[Ding! Friendly reminder: Franklin Clinton is an avid fan of the host and often posts related comments on Facebook.]

Wow, this is not a hint, it's a clear indication.

Jason has a Facebook account and has quite a few fans.

Because he often posts photos of guns, beautiful women, luxury cars, luxury houses, etc. on Facebook.

No matter in which world, rich people can always attract a large number of fans on the Internet.

Unfortunately, Jason is now wanted across the United States, and the government's Internet monitoring department must be keeping an eye on his account all the time. As long as he dares to log in, the FBI will break in.

Jason opened Facebook, registered a new account, and searched for the name Franklin Clinton, narrowing the gender to male and the location to New York.

However, there are more than 500 men named Franklin Clinton in New York.

Jason could only use the method of clicking on their homepages one by one.

The system prompts that Franklin is his avid fan, so there must be information related to him on the homepage.

After holding his phone and searching for more than three hours, Jason's neck became stiff, and he finally found a user who met the requirements.

His profile picture was of a young black man with an ordinary and somewhat rustic appearance, and a three-millimeter buzz cut. One look at his miserable face revealed that he was from the lower class of society.

When Jason opened his Facebook homepage, he was shocked to find that more than half of the content was related to him. He was truly an avid fan.

[Single-handedly killed more than 20 mafia members, is Jason God?]

[CNN's stupid media person, the great Jason Walter will not be defeated.]

[OMG! Jason single-handedly took down the Russian mafia! God, this is crazy!]

Half an hour ago, Franklin released the latest news.

[$10 million reward! Jason is so cool! One day he will surpass Ben and become the eternal nightmare of the shitty government.]

Jason's face turned red after reading these long and immature speeches. At the same time, he also felt that it was great to be young.

Franklin's public support for Jason's remarks attracted condemnation from a large number of righteous people, who hurled obscene words at him.

But he was no pushover either. He argued with his opponents one by one, and he was not at a disadvantage even when he was fighting against hundreds of people.

'I have to admire it, it is indeed a racial talent.'

Jason sent him a private message, "Hi, I'm Jason Walter."

A minute later, Franklin responded, "Hey, I'm your dad."

Jason frowned. Are young people nowadays so vicious?

He continued, "I'm really Jason Walter. Aren't you my fan? I think we can meet."

Franklin replied immediately, "Bullshit! Dozens of people send me private messages like this every day. If you are really Jason, take a selfie with your phone and send it to me."

Jason, "You saw the news just now. The Department of Justice is offering a $10 million reward for my arrest. If I send the photo, it will be immediately locked by the system, and then... you know what will happen."

"But if you don't send photos, why should I believe you?"

"We can meet offline and then we'll know whether it's true or not."

"You liar! You must be trying to lure me somewhere and then stand me up, right? Damn it, this has happened so many times already."

Jason was helpless as to what this unfortunate child had gone through.

"Don't worry, you can choose the meeting place. Even if you choose the Starbucks downstairs, it's fine. This way, even if I stand you up, you won't lose much."

Franklin did not respond immediately, probably thinking about the feasibility of this approach.

Ten minutes later, he finally replied, "Tonight at 9 o'clock, **** Club on XX Street in Queens. I will wait for you here for an hour."

"Okay, I'll be there on time at nine o'clock."

Exiting Facebook, Jason checked the time on the screen.

There were still five hours left until the agreed time of nine o'clock, and Jason decided to use this time to change his clothes.

He took out a driver's license from his backpack. The owner of the license was named Henry Wade, a white male in his thirties.

Jason memorized his appearance, then found his costume props and started to work in front of the mirror.

The transformation was over after three hours.

Jason at this moment was 90% similar to Henry in the photo. Even if Kingpin stood in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.

Nodding with satisfaction, Jason hid the loaded pistol in his waist, then left the safe house, walked three blocks away, and hailed a taxi.

The driver was a white man in his forties.

"Good evening sir, where would you like to go?"

"Queens."

"What's the exact address?"

"Any large shopping mall will do."

"No problem sir."

The taxi started slowly and drove towards Queens, and stopped after about a quarter of an hour.

The driver slapped the steering wheel and cursed, "Damn it, these stupid policemen are making trouble again."

Jason leaned his head out to look and saw that it was the police blocking the road for a spot check.

A series of explosions occurred in Manhattan, killing more than 50 people. Faced with questions from the federal government and the public, the pressure on the police can be imagined.

As a result, the police had to take measures to set up checkpoints on major roads throughout Manhattan and carefully check all passing vehicles.

This is a good thing for ordinary people, but for taxi drivers, the police setting up checkpoints everywhere will cut off their source of income.

Drivers have zero favorable opinions of police officers.

He cursed the police for being incompetent, saying they could not catch criminals and only caused trouble for the people.

The inspection was very slow. The taxi stopped and waited for ten minutes before two policemen came over with flashlights.

The driver's complaints stopped instantly.

The police knocked on the window,"Sir, please show me your ID."

Jason and the driver handed their prepared driver's licenses out the window.

The police took out an instrument, entered the driver's license number into the intranet, and then shone a flashlight on the two people's faces to see if the identity matched.

Ding! Ding!

The instrument suddenly rang.

The policeman who checked Jason frowned, put his hand on the holster at his waist, and said, "Sir, please raise your hands and get out of the car for inspection."

Jason asked doubtfully, "Officer, is there something wrong with my ID?"

The policeman held his gun and shouted, "Sir, put your hands up!"

"Okay officer, calm down."