North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 816 Showdown
Walter had no idea when he started being followed, and he had indeed been making drugs in the laboratory below the laundry factory recently. The photos in his hands covered three days, and he didn't know if there were more.

The key point is that there was no martial law in the laundry before. After Jesse killed Gail, Gus only came once and never appeared in the laundry again. However, Mike and others appeared many times, including Jesse.

Walter didn't know whether Jimmy had discovered the laboratory under the laundry. If he only found out that they had stayed in the laundry for a few hours, if he said too much, something more serious would happen. Gus, the devil hiding under the identity of an entrepreneur, really didn't know what he would do. Maybe by then his family would encounter an accident.

Walter's hands clenched unconsciously, and the photos in his hands were wrinkled, but he still said nothing.

Jimmy knew that Walter was now thinking about whether to confess and how much to say. Obviously, his little movements were a sign of nervousness, but giving him too much time might cause problems. If he really insisted on going through with it because he was not smart enough, it would be difficult for Hank to say anything.

Jimmy took the handcuffs off his waist, showed them to Walter, and threw them on the bed next to Walter: "Maybe you need some time to think about it. I think the FBI holding room should be a good place. It's safe and quiet, and no one will disturb you. Please put them on yourself."

Walter stood up suddenly, "Wait, wait." He opened his hand to make a gesture of refusal, and the photo in his hand fell on the bed, "Hank, we are relatives..."

Hank interrupted him directly: "So I give you this chance, Walter! The last chance."

Walter took a deep breath, "What do you want to know? What can I get?"

Jimmy laughed out loud: "What do you get? Do you think I'm negotiating with you? Who do you think you are? "Heisenberg"? "

Walter: "I won't say anything without a promise."

Jimmy sighed and looked at Hank. Hank looked helpless and his expression was a little tangled and twisted. Finally, he nodded and gave up trying to persuade Walter.

Jimmy looked at Walter again and said slowly: "Gustavo Flin... Mike Ermenshott... Jesse Pinkman... Tyrus... Gail... Saul Goodman... How many names do you want me to say?"

Walter's face twitched as he read out the names one by one. Jimmy continued to add: "Fried Chicken Brothers, Laundry, Underground Laboratory, Chicken Farm, Pastoral Electric, Car Wash, these places are all within our surveillance range. I didn't expect that we could find so many places? You all knew about the DEA before, so you probably haven't dealt with the FBI, right?"

Walter gritted his teeth and said, “Enough, what do you want to know?”

Jimmy: "It's very simple. It's just about you, when you got involved, and how much you did. Oh! Listen carefully, what you say next will determine your future life, and it will also affect your wife, son, and newborn daughter."

Walter looked at Jimmy, there was something wrong with the look behind his glasses, a little fierce. Jimmy put his hand on the Glock at his waist and pulled it out with a "click". He put his left hand on his right hand holding the gun and folded them in front of his lower abdomen. It was no wonder that Jimmy was sensitive. Jimmy had seen Walter's expression many times. This old guy must have killed someone.

Hank stared at Jimmy with wide eyes, but he was familiar with Jimmy's information, and he knew that if Jimmy wanted to take action, no one could stop him, so he could only grit his teeth and purse his lips and look at Walter.

Walter saw Jimmy pull out his gun and finally gave up. He breathed a sigh of relief: "OK, OK, it's me. I invented the blue methamphetamine. I haven't been with Gus and his team for long. I was only responsible for making the drugs and didn't participate in their drug trafficking."

Walter was diagnosed with lung cancer last year, and it was already in the late stage. He didn't have much time left, but Skye was pregnant at the time and his family didn't have much money. They spent almost every penny to treat his lung cancer.

After following Hank to participate in a drug dealer arrest, he suddenly discovered that the drug dealers had a lot of money. So he took advantage of his opportunity as a chemistry teacher in high school to take out some equipment from the laboratory and used the RV as a laboratory to produce the first batch of methamphetamine. However, at that time, methylamine was not used, and ordinary stuff was produced.

He then improved the production process and used methylamine as raw material to produce the distinctive blue methamphetamine. After it had been on the market for a while, his former partner Tuku Salamanca had an accident, and then he met Gus through someone else's introduction.

The laundry factory was indeed Gus's methamphetamine laboratory. It was located underground, and the entrance was behind a washing machine in the factory. There were people monitoring the place all day. He only went there to make drugs and then left the laboratory. Gus's people transported the blue methamphetamine away. As for how it was transported, he had no idea.

Jimmy didn't believe that was all. "What on earth was going on when Hank was attacked?"

Walter: "I don't know. I only found out afterwards that he was ambushed."

Jimmy sighed, "You're still holding out for luck. Do I need to remind you? Tuku Salamanca, Hector Salamanca...your former partner."

Walter was silent for a few seconds, then continued, "I did find out about it afterwards, and I didn't know much more than others. The person who survived the scene was killed by someone arranged by Gus. I don't know how he arranged it, but the other person died in the hospital that day."

Jimmy: "Where's Gail?"

Walter: "Victor did it. Gus's men have been killed by Gus."

Jimmy thought for a moment and then asked, "How much did you take from Gus?"

Walter: "I need to save some money for my family, their living expenses, tuition, medical expenses, before I die. My cancer has come back again, I am undergoing chemotherapy and regular checkups, and I may not have much time left."

Jimmy looked at the frail Walter in front of him, a drug maker with advanced cancer, and Hank's brother-in-law. If such a person went to prison, he might not even make it to the court date. He looked at Hank, "Hank, do you have any questions?"

Hank said in a low voice: "Walter, do Skye and the others know?"

Walter said quickly: "No, no, they don't know at all. They only know that I won it from gambling, including the money to buy the laundry. I can't implicate them. Drug dealers are very cruel. I can't put them in danger."

Hank: "You bitch, how dare you... It was you who always called last time to say something happened to Mary, and made me miss that RV and Jesse Pinkman inside... How dare you do that?"

Jimmy: "Wait, an RV and Jesse Pinkman? Hank, what's going on?"

Hank: "I found that guy Jesse and tracked him to an abandoned car yard. I found the RV they used to make drugs. Jesse was in the RV, but at that time I received a call saying that Mary was in trouble and was being rescued in the hospital. I rushed back to the hospital and found out that it was a scam. When I went back, the RV had been destroyed. After that, I beat up Jesse and was suspended..."

Got it, Jimmy looked at Walter. In that situation, he was able to accurately find the person Hank cared about the most and find someone to trick him away. Except for a relative like Walter, no one else would think of this method.

Walter: "I didn't set you up on purpose. I just wanted to save him and not expose the drug manufacturing. I don't know what happened afterwards."

Hank: "Heisenberg... Heisenberg... You liar, don't act like you care about your family. I am also your family. You have deceived me for more than a year for outsiders, and so many things have happened..."

Hank couldn't continue, his eyes revealed murderous intent. Jimmy thought for a moment and said, "Walter, I can apply for a witness protection program for you, but I need you to tell me everything and testify against the Gus gang. Before we catch them, I need you to stay in a secluded place and receive the protection of the DEA."

Walter: "No, no, as long as I don't show up in the lab, they will know something is wrong. They will come looking for me, my family, and even threaten Hank. I can't hide like this, many people will die. And the most I can do is to accuse Gus and his team of making drugs. I have never participated in drug trafficking."

Jimmy frowned and looked at Walter. "This is the best offer I can make, but maybe putting you in jail would be better."

Hank suddenly called Jimmy and turned to the door, "Jimmy, we need to talk alone."

Jimmy nodded, put away the Glock and Hank and left the room. He was not worried that Walter would run away. Skye and the two children were still here. How far could an old man with advanced lung cancer run? It was not like he couldn't see what was going on inside the room.

In the hallway, Hank whispered, "Do you have enough evidence to arrest Gus?"

Jimmy shrugged. "There really isn't a lot of evidence at hand right now. A lot of it is speculation. It's still difficult to establish the entire chain of evidence."

There was no way. The underground laboratory and the drug packaging and transportation in the chicken farm that Jimmy discovered were all discovered by himself. There was no actual video or photo evidence. If he wanted to get real evidence, he would need to report real clues, apply for a search warrant, and so on. According to Gus and his men's current style of doing things, it was obvious that as long as something happened to Walter, they would clean up all the clues and hide them. The current evidence alone was not enough to arrest Gus and his men.

The two looked at each other in silence. If Walter stopped everything now, the consequences might be serious.

"I'm here to investigate your ambush..." Jimmy said in a low voice, "Those two assassins are definitely from the Salamanca family. Do you think they were arranged by Gus?"

Hank shook his head: "There should be no connection now. Oh, yes, you are here to investigate the two killers. Jimmy, about Walter..."

Jimmy nodded. He now knew what Hank was thinking. He definitely wanted to catch Walter, but he couldn't go too far.

He turned, opened the door and walked into the bedroom, took his handcuffs from the bed and inserted them into the belt at the back of his waist. Walter still stood there without moving, but Jimmy didn't even look at him, and turned around and left the bedroom.

"Hank, I'm going back first. He's yours."

Jimmy walked past Hank into the living room, said hello to Mary and Skye, said goodbye with a smile, opened the door and left Hank's house.

Hank waited until Jimmy left the living room before he pushed open the bedroom door and entered the room. Walter was already sitting beside the bed in a daze. He looked at Walter and said, "Walter, I think you already know who is targeting you. I hope you won't do anything stupid even for Little Walter and Little Holly."

Walter lowered his head and asked, "Who the hell is this Jimmy?"

Hank: "One of the most famous agents of the FBI. What I said before is just some of the things I know. Don't think of confrontation. I don't think Skye and the others want to see your body either."

After saying that, Hank turned his wheelchair and left the bedroom. Walter sat down to calm himself down, then got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned to the living room, his expression was completely different from before.

He could run away. Lawyer Saul had told him before that there was a way for him to escape safely and start a new life with a new identity. But he didn't know how to deal with it this time. The FBI was targeting them. Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't go alone. If he wanted to take his whole family with him, he would have to communicate with them again. The most urgent task was to stabilize Hank first.

After sitting for a while, the Walter family said goodbye and left. Walter drove back home quickly and rushed to the bedroom to pack up his things. Skye looked at him in surprise, "What happened? Walter!"

Walter said as he packed up, "They found out, Hank and the others. We have to run, now."

Skye asked in surprise: "What did you find? Where are we going?"

Walter opened the box and ran out while talking: “There is no time, hurry up, you pack it up, I’ll go get the money.”

In the bathroom, Walter opened the secret door on the floor and jumped down. There was a layer of space between the floor and the ground, which was used to isolate moisture and prevent insects. There was a lot of spider silk and dust hanging in it. A bag was thrown on the ground. Walter opened it and took a look at the money inside. He was about to go upstairs with it, but found that Skye did not pack up his things, but followed him to the bathroom and looked at Walter at the entrance. "What happened? You must explain it clearly!"

Walter looked up at Skye and angrily cursed, "That damn FBI, he followed me and found out about our drug manufacturing. We have to leave immediately, otherwise we won't be able to leave. Now, get out of the way, pack your things, and take the children's things with you."

(End of this chapter)