He didn’t do anything to draw too much attention, given the guy was a ruffian, he simply instructed Mary, "Just have the staff stick to their duties as usual, give him a drink if he wants one, keep his stomach happy!"
He left Melvin to watch the store and then departed with Jason, drove back to the bridge underpass camp, and picked up One Hundred Thousand Dollars worth of goods from Blitz.
Allen Zhang took the initiative to ask, "Any new developments about the Little Rock casino intelligence you’ve been checking?"
Blitz was a bit uncertain, hesitatingly said, "It’s said that during the original casino heist, a CIA investigator went missing, but it’s been too long, no one cares anymore. What does it have to do with the current job? Could the person who pulled off that job have come out of retirement to get back into the game? I suspect that the original heist might have also been to square up accounts."
"That’s right, there are so many cameras these days, no one would be stupid enough to commit an armed robbery, unless it was all preplanned. That ruffian is now drinking away in our bar, and if we can get evidence of his crimes, we might be able to get a cut," Allen Zhang said.
"..." Blitz fell into thought, "Working with such a ruffian has its risks, haven’t you ever thought of taking him out and cutting in to take their place in squaring accounts?"
"Depends on their attitude. If they choose to cooperate, then they’ll be the ones behind this job! If they don’t cooperate, then the job’s still theirs. What’s it to us?"
The General Sect Leader vehemently denied, "Me, ruffian Jack getting taken out by a bunch of vagrants? You underestimate me. I must carry this black pot!!"
After listening, Blitz found the General Sect Leader’s scheme to be cruel and after some consideration, he agreed with pleasure.
On the other hand, Jason was utterly baffled, what was this talk all about? A scam within a scam? But obviously, it was a big deal!
Carrying valuables worth One Hundred Thousand Dollars in jewelry, they left the bridge underpass camp.
The two followed the map, headed to a rural town in the suburbs, drove dozens of kilometers, and finally arrived at the small town, precisely located the jewelry shop.
From its exterior, the shop looked somewhat shabby, the building design was characteristic of the last century, it must have been in business for quite some time.
Allen Zhang parked the Jeep on the roadside and made a phone call to contact the other party.
Soon, the jewelry store owner hurried over, a slightly overweight middle-aged man who seemed amiable, inviting them both inside to talk.
Allen Zhang didn’t refuse. He got out of the car with Jason carrying the bag, followed the owner up to the second floor of the shop.
The jewelry shop owner invited them to sit down and brought two beverages to quench their thirst.
"Let’s get straight to business, you’re going to buy our batch of jewelry? You know what they’re worth, right?" Allen Zhang asked.
"I’m familiar with the market, I’ve already spoken in advance with your people and agreed on a price. I frequently buy such ambiguous origin jewelry from the Black Market, that’s how to make a good profit," the owner was an old hand at this.
"Buddy, our stuff isn’t from dubious origins, it’s handed down from our family! You said you’ve agreed on a price, that’s with our middleman, but the price is fair," Allen Zhang immediately countered him.
"I get it! A total of One Hundred Thousand Dollars worth of merchandise, but there should be no problem with taking a look at the goods first, right?" the owner asked.
"Of course not a problem," Allen Zhang waved his hand, and Jason beside him placed the handbag on the desk. He unzipped it to reveal neatly arranged jewelry wrapped in transparent plastic film.
"You’ve chosen the gold necklace, golden ring, pearl necklace, and Diamond brooch..." Jason helped list them and gave the cost price for each item.
The owner tested the purity with a device, which showed everything was legitimate, and he nodded in satisfaction, "Do you want to trade in cash, online bank transfer, or Virtual Coin?"
"Cash would be best, but if you can’t come up with enough money, online bank transfer or Virtual Coin would also be acceptable," Allen Zhang stated.
"I can give you the One Hundred Thousand Dollars in cash," said the owner, taking out the pre-prepared cash from the safe, placing it in the bag, and handed them the money counter for verification.
Jason used the money counter to count the cash, the amount was correct, and it wasn’t counterfeit.
Allen Zhang immediately showed a meaningful smile, shook hands with him, "ok, pleasant cooperation."
"But are you sure you haven’t slipped in any counterfeit US dollars?" Allen Zhang suddenly gripped hard, and the owner’s expression instantly became somewhat unnatural.
Unable to help it, he let out a painful cry, bent over like a fat lobster, "Ouch! Stop it! What are you doing! Why are you doing this?"
Allen Zhang looked at the puzzled Jason and asked him to manually check, "There seems to be something wrong with this money counter."
Hearing this, Jason quickly opened the handbag, took out a stack of US dollars and carefully inspected them, his expression immediately changed and he angrily said, "Fxxk you! Are you actually trying to fool us with counterfeit money?"
How wicked human hearts can be.
Jason fiercely threw the money in his hand onto the owner’s face, "Are you seeking death? Coming after us? What are you plotting!?"
Seeing his ploy exposed, the owner also got flustered, "Don’t be , it’s my mistake, I might have confused the money!"