While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 865
Knowing that the other party would complete his request as quickly as possible, Bethel Pat sat quietly on the comfortable sofa after making the call, waiting for the other party's investigation results.

Sure enough, the phone that had just been put down suddenly rang.

Seeing this, Bethel Pat smiled, waited for a few seconds before connecting it, and exclaimed softly into the phone pretending to be surprised: "My God! Such a short time? Don't tell me you have already checked !"

As soon as the words fell, a somewhat hoarse male voice came from the receiver, with a slightly helpless tone: "Uh... If you said you found it, you are not wrong."

"But although I know it's impossible, I still need to confirm with you, that is, are you sure that the account number you just gave me is correct?"

"The account number is wrong?" Bethel Pat was really surprised at this time, hesitantly picked up the note and repeated the account number: "Is this the account number I just mentioned?"

The hoarse male voice in the receiver paused, and when he spoke again, his tone was firm: "From what I've seen so far, you didn't mistranslate, and I didn't mistype, so the reason why you can't find the account can only be that the other party provided you with an error. account."

"Wrong account number..." Bethel Pat frowned, carefully staring at the string of numbers on the note and thinking: "But in my opinion, the string of numbers representing the account is written very smoothly, It gives people a sense of wholeness, and there is no trace of making up patchwork."

"I have to say that your accomplishments in handwriting identification are really incredible." The hoarse male voice praised, and then explained: "Based on my years of experience, the account pointed to by this string of numbers should also exist .”

"To know the account number, there is a lot of information contained in it. A person who is familiar with the bank account number rules can know part of the account information just by looking at it."

"And the account in your hand should be an account opened at Best Bank. The account was opened about three years ago. It is the lowest-level account, and it only has the functions of depositing, withdrawing and swiping the card."

"As for why the detailed information cannot be found, it is likely that the head of the household misremembered some or all of the last three digits, which prevented us from finding his information through the account."

Bethel Pat was a little dumbfounded when he heard the words, and greeted his friend politely for a while, and after sincerely expressing his gratitude and apology for hastily interrupting, he hung up the phone.

"Wrong number..." Bethel Pat, who hung up the phone, was silent for a moment, staring at the note on the table and frowning: "Although I didn't catch you, it's okay. If you don't receive the money, you will still Get in touch with George Crump."

"However, I hope that you will not act ungentlemanly at that time. Otherwise, I will classify you among the people who are difficult to communicate with, and the fate of these people is not very good."

After all, Bethel Pat looked at the time, and after thinking for a while, he finally picked up his mobile phone and dialed George Cramp's number.

"Mr. George Cramp, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time." Bethel Pat still had an extremely elegant gentleman's tone: "I have made some progress in the investigation of the matter."

"But I think you may have to make some preparations, because the person who blackmailed you made a very stupid mistake..."

Just when Bethel Pat notified George Cramp to make preparations and began to adjust the investigation strategy, Song He, who was secretly heading towards George Cramp's house, was slowly moving forward while talking with Qin Xia who was far away. cloud chat.

"Boss, Bethel Pat has one more communication record." Liu Yun's voice was transmitted to Song He through the earphones, but it was clear but a little harsh because of the volume: "No! Two!"

"Forget about blowing me up!" Song He took out the earphones, plucked out his itchy ears, and then put the earphones back: "Keep down the volume, turn my ear off, and be careful that my wife will kill you!"

Liu Yun smiled a little embarrassedly, lowered his volume and said: "Bethel Pat contacted a lawyer who is quite professional in economics and securities, and the two phone calls between the two of them were less than 10 minutes apart. "

"And the background system shows that the first conversation between the two lasted 1 minute, and the second time lasted 5 minutes."

Song He Wenyan chuckled, carefully avoiding the surveillance cameras on the side of the road while walking, and continued walking and said: "It seems that Bethel Pat is investigating the bank account number, and also realized that the account number was 'misremembered' by me." gone."

Liu Yun, who knew all of Song He's actions, was a little puzzled: "Boss, why did you go to such great lengths to forge a non-existent account?"

"For the sake of truth." Song He patiently explained: "If you want to stand up to people's investigation, it must be something that exists, at least it must be something that the other party thinks exists."

"And the reason why I forged such an indistinguishable account number after researching Bayesian Bank is to make the other party think that I have misremembered the number."

"In this way, on the one hand, the other party will not arouse the other party's suspicion, and on the other hand, it can also provide a reasonable explanation for my subsequent actions."

Liu Yun smiled immediately: "I guess George Cramp won't like this explanation."

"It's a pity that I have the final right to interpret, and it was not for him to like." Song He shrugged and said with a smirk: "When blackmailers with low education and no quality can't receive money, they will do anything in despair. It's possible, isn't it?"

While chatting, Song He came to a two-story single-family villa with red bricks and blue tiles.However, he was surprised to find that the lights of the nearby villas were almost turned off due to time constraints, but this one was the only one where lights were lit in every window from top to bottom.

And at this moment, Liu Yun's voice came from the earphone again: "Boss, Bethel Pat has another communication record! It's for George Cramp! The background shows that they just ended call!"

"No wonder." Song He was stunned and smiled meaningfully: "Although the movements are quite fast, it doesn't affect my performance."

As soon as the words fell, Song He quietly hid in the shadows by the side of the road, carefully identified the scenes behind the windows of the villa, took out a pre-prepared thing from the ring, shook his hands and threw it out!
Woo-woo!
Under the support of Song He's terrifying arm strength, the fist-sized white object swept across the long distance between Song He and the villa with a bad wind, and crashed into a window in the back room that was empty!

The loud noise instantly alarmed the residents in the surrounding villas. Lights lit up in one window after another, and some figures swayed behind the windows, obviously spying on the villa that made the loud noise.

But looking back, the instigator, Song He, had already disappeared without a trace!

As for the villa where the windows were smashed, George Cramp, who was hiding in the bedroom on the second floor, turned pale. He protected his wife, who was acrimonious in the past but now shy, and pointed the shotgun in his hand at the bedroom. The door is very alert.

After a while, George Cramp remembered what Bethel Pat said on the phone just now, took a deep breath and stood up and said, "I'll go and see, you lock the door."

George Cramp's bloated wife heard the news, looked worriedly at her husband who opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, turned over quickly, and came to the door before George Cramp closed it: "Don't close it! Danger comes back!"

"No..." George Cramp wanted to refuse at first, but after seeing his wife's face, he changed his words in a strange way: "...OK"

Not long after, when George Cramp came to the broken window downstairs, he saw white objects on the floor and broken glass all over the floor.

Looking out of the empty window, George Cramp squatted down, carefully avoiding the broken glass on the ground, and picked up the rather heavy thing to examine carefully.

This is a cobblestone wrapped in white paper, but when George Cramp peeled off the white paper on the stone and opened it, he saw a line of familiar words that he had only seen in the afternoon:
"Now I want fifteen hundred euros! I'm angry! Transfer to my account before dawn! Not a penny less!"

Behind the words, there is also a string of numbers representing accounts.

And when George Cramp read the string of numbers, he suddenly shouted at the broken window with an ugly expression, "Bastard! This is still the account you misremembered!"

(End of this chapter)