Chapter 462: The Mastermind is Someone Else (Part Two)

Thank you. The waiter smiled.

It was customary to tip in the M Nation, so Xu Cheng also followed the customs to make himself look a bit more natural.

Although Withers was also from the FBI department, he wasnt responsible for keeping an eye on Xu Cheng, so he didnt recognize Xu Cheng and just regarded him as a passerby.

Xu Cheng took out his phone and turned on Facebooks mobile messenger app.

Connected to the group call, he said, Lets start.

Then, a batch of new gang members rushed out from various corners of the city and began entering the casino.

Xu Cheng already began operating in front of Withers, and it was just that this time, the people he was using were new members of the gang that didnt have any record at the police station yet. So, those guys eating breakfast were just a cover, and that was why they were laughing at those officers that were keeping an eye on them.

Number 3, big, Xu Cheng said.

Withers was busy staring at the hotel and listening to his mens report, he naturally didnt notice or think that this passerby in front of him could possibly be the mastermind behind all of this.

Number 5, big, Xu Cheng gave out another order.

Withers subconsciously looked at him, and noticing that he was an Asian, he didnt think more. He continued to drink his coffee and wait for news because he felt that those mafia guys definitely wouldnt be cooperating with some Asians on this.

Number 1, small! Xu Cheng gave another order on the phone, just like a guy voice-chatting on his phone.

Withers just frowned, looked at him, and asked, What are you saying?

Xu Cheng smiled. Playing games with my friends, we are throwing dice on an app and guessing the numbers.

Withers nodded.

Xu Cheng looked at him and said, Your coffee cups empty.

Withers nodded. I know.

Following the direction Withers was looking at, Xu Cheng said, What are you looking at?

Nothing. Afraid that this guy would get suspicious that he was on some operation, he got up and left.

When he walked out of the cafe, he stood by a vendor on the streets for about an hour. Seeing that those guys still werent on the move, he yawned. But, just then, he got a call from his men, Sh-t! Boss! The exec at Aria Casino said that they are beginning to lose a significant amount of money!

This was another routine of money being silently won away!

Withers immediately said to the mic, Venetian Hotel, presidential suite, barge in! Also, get our colleagues at Aria to hack into those gamblers phones and see what they are using to pass their messages.

Boss, the technician is on it, but those guys phones are encrypted.

Withers: Sh-t! Hurry up and crack it!

Boss, done. It seems like they are using Facebook to send messages.

Contact that social media company, we need the authorization to access user information, Withers said.

Cant, Boss, we dont have the authority. Im afraid we cant.

Withers was so angry that he was about to punch something in rage. That was right, Facebook was such an enormous entity, it was indeed not possible for them to easily get the right to get authorization. Probably only the higher-ups from the National Defense department could negotiate for such authorization when the nations safety was at risk, not for some casinos.

Withers immediately showed up at the Venetian Hotel, barging into the rooms to try to catch the four bosses red-handed in giving instructions and solving this case.

But when they kicked open the door after swiping the master room card they got from the front desk, they just saw those guys playing cards and drinking wine.

Withers directly went in with a team of armed agents.

FBI! Everyone, cooperate! We need you all to take out all of your phones! Withers shouted.

All the minions inside cooperated and handed over their phones. Withers checked their phones and almost no one had Facebook installed, nor was anyone on their phone at that time. There werent even any recent calls made.

Witherss pupils contracted. Its someone else behind this!