A Taboo in the Martial World: Seducing the Sister-in-Law

Chapter 148 A Taboo in the Martial World: Seducing the Sister-in-Law (4K)

"Isn't this Chief Gordon Cole? Coming to work so early today? Is it because of me?"

Saul Goodman still had that smug grin on his face, which made Cole's expression less than pleasant.

However, Cole knew this was Thor's style, so he didn't fall for his trick.

"And what about you? Did Attorney Goodman also rush over to serve his client just to pay his legal fees?"

Cole made a sarcastic remark to Saul, but Saul was not ashamed but rather proud of it.

"Yes! I've always felt that lawyers are in the service industry; we're there to serve our clients. What's the problem with that?"

Cole glared at Thor and said nothing more.

Lawyers make a living by talking, so arguing with them is pointless and will only affect your mood.

"Chief Cole, don't rush off! I'm looking for my client, Mr. Adams Byrne. Could you give me directions?"

"He lives right next door."

"Hmm? You're not already interrogating him, are you? Chief Cole, I must remind you, what Mr. Byrne said while I wasn't present has no legal effect."

Why don't you ask Mr. Byrne yourself?

As he spoke, Cole and Saul pushed open the door and entered the interrogation room together, while Rosen and Adams looked up at the door at the same time.

Saul straightened his tie and walked toward Adams.

"Mr. Byrne, if the FBI used any unconventional interrogation methods before I arrived, such as violence, threats, or deception, you can tell me! I will fight for justice for you in court!"

This is no longer a hint; it's a direct indication to Adams.

Unfortunately, Adams was too distraught to heed Thor's advice.

And it was at this moment that Cole spoke up.

"Mr. Byrne, this is Gordon Cole. I overheard your conversation with this agent. I can use my position as the Los Angeles field chief to complete the deal with you. Are you at ease now?"

Thor looked at Adams strangely, and Adams' face clearly showed that he was interested.

"What deal? Mr. Byrne, don't believe the FBI so easily!"

"Attorney Goodman, I know what I'm doing!"

Thor's expression turned sour, but money talks.

Moreover, if the client is uncooperative, there's not much the lawyer can do.

"Don't worry, Attorney Goodman, I won't shortchange you on your commission. Now, please leave!"

This is the second time in three months that Saul has suffered such a setback, and both times it happened to be because of Rosen.

But there was nothing he could do; Saul could only walk out of the interrogation room with a dark expression.

However, before leaving, Thor gave Adams a reminder.

"Mr. Byrne, I am your lawyer, you should trust me!"

Adams knew this, of course, but the fewer people who knew about the deal with the FBI, the better, so he simply watched Saul leave in silence.

Saul ignored Adams's attempts to persuade him to stay and stormed out of the interrogation room.

Finally, he couldn't resist punching the wall in the corridor, but the wall wouldn't tolerate it, and Thor groaned in pain.

Neil happened to see this while passing by, and without hesitation, he made a sarcastic remark about Thor.

"Isn't that Saul Goodman, the renowned attorney? Good heavens, you're not going to sue the FBI building's walls, are you?"

Thor glared at Neil, but surprisingly didn't say anything.

Seeing that Thor remained silent, Neil did not continue to mock him, but simply whistled as he walked through the corridor.

Sometimes, seeing others suffer can lift your spirits.

Comedy films serve this purpose.

Inside the interrogation room, after Gordon Cole intervened, Adams Byrne quickly reached a deal with him.

The main point is that Adams reveals his criminal network, and the FBI is tasked with ensuring his son's safety.

However, after the deal was finalized, Adams suddenly said something.

"I have a problem now. My son, John Byrne, has likely been found by Frank Castro, and I need the FBI to confirm his safety. This is a prerequisite for the deal!"

Rosen, Sean, and Cole exchanged glances, and Cole quickly made a decision.

"You can confirm John Byrne's situation with him. Thank you for your help."

"Okay. Mr. Byrne, tell me where your son is."

"He's at Walter White Nursing Home. I have a number here. Show this number to the director, and he'll cooperate with you."

Rosen nodded.

"I'll go check it out now."

As he left the FBI building, Rosen took out his phone to check the status of his assignment.

The Breaking Bad job is ready to be completed, and Additional Condition 3 has been fulfilled, but Additional Conditions 1 and 2 are still not complete.

Additional condition 1, involving $3000 million in funds, would only be possible with Adams' cooperation.

As for additional condition 2, several people still managed to escape last night's operation, especially the core members of the Byrne gang who were with Adams.

Once these guys get away, they'll be hard to catch again, so I doubt this extra condition will be met.

Therefore, additional condition 1 must be fulfilled.

Rosen had just gotten into his Dodge Viper when Brian called.

"Rosen, where are you now?"

"I just came out of the FBI building, what's up?"

"I'm tracking Frank Castro now!"

Rosen paused for a moment.

"Why are you following Frank Castro?"

"Last night, I was following Adams Byrne, right? Then I got separated from Adams Byrne, unexpectedly saw Frank Castro, and then I followed this guy. And you know what I saw next?"

"What did you see?"

"I saw Frank Castro being released by a Los Angeles police officer!"

Rosen's expression instantly turned serious.

"Did you see what that Los Angeles police officer looked like?"

"No, it was too dark. Wait! Aren't you surprised the LAPD let Frank Castro go?"

Rosen was not surprised at all; it wasn't the first time he had encountered corrupt cops, and he had even witnessed them being executed.

"Brian, since you said it, of course I believe you. Now tell me what happened next."

"Okay, I wanted to find out who this corrupt cop was, but he just drove off, so I had to keep following Frank Castro and eventually followed him all the way to his house."

Rosen paused for a moment.

"What? You found Frank Castro's house?"

"Yes, a villa by the sea."

Rosen glanced at the time; it was only six in the morning, and the sanatorium probably wouldn't be open to the public at this hour.

So Rosen decided to go check on Brian first.

"Brian, give me the address."

After obtaining the address, Rosen immediately drove towards Long Beach.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, Rosen successfully arrived at Frank Castro's villa.

"Rosen, over here!"

Brian greeted Rosen.

"So, has anyone gone in and come out?"

"No, I think Frank Castro should also take a rest!"

That's right. This guy is too old for him to stay up all night like a young person. He's probably catching up on sleep right now. Just as the two finished speaking, the door of Frank Castro's seaside villa opened, and a beautiful black-haired woman wearing a trench coat and large sunglasses walked out.

"Brian, who is this woman?"

"I don't know, maybe Frank Castro's wife or mistress? I've been watching the villa for hours and haven't seen anyone else go in. She must have been inside from the beginning."

The beautiful, dark-haired woman was very alert. She looked around from the doorway, and Rosen and Brian had to retreat to a corner.

After confirming that there was no danger around, the beautiful black-haired woman walked away into the distance.

"Rosen, what do we do?"

After thinking for a moment, Rosen took out a spy pen and handed it to Brian.

"Do you still remember how to use this?"

"certainly!"

In the previous incident at the Korean restaurant, Lawson had Brian help him plant a spy pen, which later played a very important role.

Brian had always believed that the spy pen was an FBI product, so he was convinced that Rosen was an FBI agent.

"Then go into Frank Castro's villa, put these three spy pens away, and then go back to rest."

"

Rosen noticed that Brian was very tired; after all, he hadn't slept all night and his nerves were on edge, which would take a toll even on a young man.

"Rosen, what about you?"

"I'll go see what that woman does for a living."

Rosen, after all, has the Iron Man ace, and his current mental state is pretty good.

Brian nodded.

"Alright, let's split up!"

Soon, Rosen drove his Dodge Viper and followed the beautiful black-haired woman from a distance.

Because the road was surrounded by residential areas, Rosen's slow driving did not attract the attention of the beautiful black-haired woman.

And soon Rosen saw the beautiful black-haired woman get into a taxi.

"That's strange. Why didn't you get a taxi right outside your house? Why did you walk several hundred meters before getting one?"

This behavior was somewhat strange, but because there was too little information, Rosen could only continue to follow the beautiful black-haired woman.

Not long after, the taxi carrying the beautiful black-haired woman stopped in front of a hotel.

After paying the bill, the beautiful black-haired woman got out of the taxi and went into the hotel.

This type of hotel is a very basic little hotel with no security cameras and very basic room quality.

It was completely out of character for a beautiful, dark-haired woman; the trench coat she was wearing could probably buy her a place to stay in a hotel like this for six months.

Rosen didn't understand what the woman wanted to do for a moment. Just as he was about to get out of the car and follow her in, he saw a familiar man walking towards him from a distance.

Billy Kostigan!

Could it be—

Rosen stared wide-eyed as Billy walked into the hotel where the beautiful, dark-haired woman had just entered.

A major taboo in the martial arts world: Seducing the boss's sister-in-law!

Billy, Billy, I never thought you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would do something like this!

But considering Billy's alternate-world counterpart, Leonardo DiCaprio, it doesn't seem so strange that he would do something like this. It's better than him hiring two black men to unclog his sewers, right?

Rosen felt this was an opportunity, perhaps he could find Frank Castro's weakness through this incident.

So Rosen quickly followed him into the hotel.

There was only one middle-aged woman at the front desk of this small hotel. This woman might be the owner, housekeeper, and security guard all at the same time.

The reason she could also work as a security guard was because this woman was as round as a ball and weighed at least 200 pounds.

After Rosen went inside, he immediately questioned the middle-aged woman.

"Ma'am, could you tell me which room those two people went into?"

The middle-aged woman looked up and saw that Rosen was wearing a mask and sunglasses, looking mysterious, which made her a little suspicious.

But soon, the middle-aged woman seemed to realize something and gave a meaningful smile.

"Caught in the act of adultery?"

How did you know?

The middle-aged woman winked playfully at Rosen, looking very confident.

"I've seen this kind of thing a lot! The woman who just went in was obviously very rich, and so young and beautiful; she's probably married to a rich old man. The man who went in after her, although he looked a bit slovenly, was still quite handsome; he's probably that woman's lover. As for you, you're definitely the private investigator hired by the woman's husband, right?"

It must be said that this middle-aged woman has a very rich imagination, or perhaps she has encountered similar situations before, which is why she can think of the whole thing so reasonably.

Since she had already given the answer, Rosen went along with her and continued the conversation.

"Yes, I did come to catch them in the act of adultery. Could you tell me which room those two went to?"

Rosen pulled out four $50 bills and handed them over, but the middle-aged woman was clearly not satisfied with the price; she gestured the number 5.

That's pretty greedy!

The middle-aged woman then happily put away six more 50-yuan bills on the counter.

"Those two are in room 303! Let me make this clear beforehand, don't cause trouble in my shop, I still have business to do!"

"How can I take pictures of them?"

"You can go up the external staircase of the apartment next door; you might be able to take pictures of the rooms from there, but if the curtains are drawn, there's no way to do that."

This answer clearly did not satisfy Rosen.

"Ma'am, I paid $500!"

These small hotels might charge $50 a day for a room, so $500 is the income from at least ten rooms, and there are no costs involved.

Seeing that the middle-aged woman hesitated, Rosen took out a few more 20-yuan bills.

"Madam, I think this money should be enough to change your mind!"

The middle-aged woman revealed a greedy expression and quickly collected the banknotes from the table.

"Okay, maybe you can book room 304 or 302. You know these kinds of hotels don't have good soundproofing. You can also lean out the window and observe what's going on inside!"

"Let's get a room then, ma'am. Remember to keep it a secret!"

"Of course! I've always been a very professional person!"

Rosen stared speechlessly at the middle-aged woman; her behavior just now had absolutely nothing to do with professional ethics.

Unless the middle-aged woman's profession is to catch people cheating.

(Eva)

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