Known as the world's top three tracking masters and the world's top ten detectives.

With a reputation that is much higher than his ranking, it is more difficult to ask him to take action than to ask Zients, who is in the top 100.

A top 100 combat master, a top three tracking expert in the world, and the entire state's police resources that can be mobilized at any time.

Even though the warden had thought highly of Ron as much as possible, he never expected that after Ron had been in a vegetative state for more than ten years, in order to capture him, he could actually mobilize such power in just a few hours.

The call was completed quickly.

The rendezvous point is the scene of the car accident last night.

By the time the warden and Zients arrived at their destination, Fauci, who had a big nose and a pipe in his mouth, had already arrived at the scene in advance, crossed the cordon, and was checking for traces of the scene.

As soon as Zients approached, Fauci told him what he had discovered.

There were a total of five bodies in the car accident that occurred last night.

Four of them have been identified as the three detectives and the tanker driver who were killed.

But the last body that was supposed to belong to Austin not only didn't match Austin, but there was no matching person in the database, as if the body had never been to the hospital before.

"Is this...the clue broken?"

The warden's face turned a little pale.

Even though Ron has been in a vegetative state for more than ten years, he is still the most important prisoner in his prison. It would be okay if he died, but if he escaped, as the prison warden, he would be in great trouble.

If he can be caught and brought back, at most he will lose his job.

But if he cannot be found, it will not only affect his job, but also his life.

Fauci pulled out his pipe and blew out a puff of smoke at him. His rosacea twitched: "No one can escape my nose."

The warden coughed twice in the smoke and looked at him expectantly.

Although this kind of behavior is extremely insulting, as long as you can find someone, it's okay to feel a little wronged.

Fauci walked out of the cordon and pointed to the entrance of an alley a few hundred meters away: "He should have been at that place when the explosion occurred."

With Fauci's help, the hunt went smoothly.

Considering that Ron disguised himself as another person when he left the prison, even if he didn't know what he was made of, since such an ability can be used once, it is possible to use it a second time.

So when they couldn't find anyone, they quickly targeted the hundreds of people who appeared nearby for surveillance that night, and finally focused on a few people.

With Ron's confirmation, one of them was successfully targeted - Winster.

Less than two hours.

The warden and his three men arrived at a hotel in a small city in the next state.

"Last night, after Ron caused the car accident, he took on the identity of Winster, switched four or five ground transportation overnight, and came to this place, and now he is in this hotel."

Fauci squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette, with a cheerful smile on his face.

He liked this feeling very much. The target tried every means to hide the traces, but he still found the hiding place.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to see what the other party looked like when he was captured.

"On the way here, I asked the special operations team of the local law enforcement bureau to conduct surveillance around the area to confirm that he has not come out."

As the warden spoke, he looked at the silent Zients and asked: "Your Excellency Zients, do you want to arrest him now?"

Zients shook his head: "Wait a minute, the takeaway he ordered will be here soon."

Soon, a delivery boy came into view of the three of them.

"Pizza?"

Zients got out of the car, asked the special operations team agents to control the delivery man, then took the delivery and walked into the hotel.

The warden and Fauci looked at each other and followed suit.

"306, this is it."

Zients was carrying the takeaway in one hand and knocking on the door with the other.

A voice of inquiry came from inside the room: "Who is knocking on the door?"

"Your takeaway has arrived."

The corners of Zients' mouth curled up slightly.

Everyone has vanity, and he is no exception. Since he can't be the first, it's not bad to step on the former first.

The warden and Fauci stood behind him, the former looking relaxed and the latter looking expectant.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"It took almost two hours to place the order. Ship's takeout is really slow."

Ji Ren rubbed his belly and stepped forward to open the door.

I left Massachusetts overnight last night and didn't stay at this hotel until early in the morning. Even though I replenished a lot of food along the way and just ate some snacks that the hotel put in the guest room, they didn't really suit my appetite.

The stomach is not hungry, but it cannot be satisfied by food.

Now that the takeaway is here, I can finally pay homage to my five internal organs temple and sort out the information about this world.
Chapter completed!