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Negley drove Jack and Reacher to Franz's house again. In addition to visiting, he also suggested that the mother and son temporarily leave New York, a place of trouble.

Franz's wife Angela agreed, but it would take two days, because Franz's body had been handed over to the coroner's office by CSI and would be returned soon, and the funeral would be held two days later.

After saying goodbye to the poor mother and son, the three of them drove directly out of New York and onto the New Jersey Expressway.

"Are you sure you don't want us to follow you?" Hannah asked on the phone.

"You guys protect Angela and her child. If everything goes well, we will be back tomorrow." Jack glanced in the rearview mirror and confirmed that a black SUV had caught up with their car before hanging up the phone.

In addition to fishing out the guy they were tracking, they also planned to go to Atlantic City, where Sanchez and Orozco had their offices.

While he was on the phone, Reacher was also on the phone, but all he got in response was an official-sounding reply and a voicemail message.

"People in Dixon's office still refuse to reveal her whereabouts?" Negley's expression was a little strange.

"At least we know she should be fine and is doing some undercover work. If she was on vacation, she should report her whereabouts to her agency.

O'Donnell should have noticed something unusual. Although he didn't reply, he made a slight change to his voice message. I left a message asking him to wait for us in Atlantic City."

After Reacher finished speaking, he saw Negley's gossipy face and couldn't help but glared at him, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Come on, we all know that you and Dixon were very attracted to each other. Have you slept with each other?" Although Negli was a woman, she spoke without restraint.

"Of course not." Lei Che's eyes flickered a little, "That's not appropriate."

"Unsuitable? Not as suitable as Roseko?" Jack had nothing to do anyway, so he joined in the gossip.

"Who is Roscoe?" Negley glanced at Jack in the back seat and asked with interest.

"A police officer in the town of Margrave, now the mayor's wife." Jack grinned.

"That's different, Jack." Reacher paused, not knowing whether he was emphasizing to Jack or to himself, and repeated, "That's different."

The originally somewhat dull atmosphere in the car suddenly became cheerful. Instead of making three people depressed, it is better to build the happiness of two people on the pain of one person.

Negley pressed on, "We've been together for more than three years, but nothing happened between you and Dixon. How long have you been in Margrave? A month?"

"Less than a week." Jack continued his backstabbing, "The girl is still obsessed with him and is still single."

Of course, what he said was purely based on his own opinion. It was possible that Roscoe was still single because of the busy work of the mayor, but it did not prevent him from using this matter to tease and squeeze Reacher.

"I told you that's different." Reacher was almost annoyed by these two guys. "We were soldiers at the time. It was inappropriate to do that."

"Is there any problem? You two are of the same rank, both majors." Negli couldn't help laughing. Although she and Reacher were both teachers and friends in private before, they were in the military after all, and had a strict superior-subordinate relationship.

"I was in charge of leading the team at the time and it was extremely inappropriate and unethical to do that."

This sentence made the two gossipers fall silent. After a long silence, Negley shook his head and sighed, "This is really a Reacher-style answer, old-fashioned and honest, but also awe-inspiring."

I was happily eating melons when someone inexplicably felt like he was hit by an arrow. He shrank his neck and looked out the window, forcing himself to change the subject.

"Nigley, be careful not to miss the ramp after passing Staten Island. We'll be on the Garden State Expressway next, so drive slower so we don't lose our tail."

Negley didn't notice anything unusual, "Can you tell me about your experience in Margrave?"

Reacher glanced meaningfully at Jack, who was silent in the back seat, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "This story may be a bit long, so let's start with a scammer who lives off his wife."

Jack "."

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Atlantic City is the second largest gambling city in the United States. It was once second only to Las Vegas in size. It takes less than 2 hours to drive there from New York if everything goes smoothly. Although today is not the weekend, there are still many buses on the road.

Many buses have the logos of various casinos printed on their bodies. These are free shuttle buses that are responsible for picking up tourists traveling from New York to Atlantic City.

In good years, each visitor will receive free chips ranging from $10 to $20 after getting off the bus, as well as coupons for a delicious buffet.

But these are all stories of the past. In the past few years, due to the poor economy and the rise of the gambling industry in many places such as Pennsylvania, this city famous for its casinos and beauty pageants became increasingly depressed and was even on the verge of bankruptcy.

Although the economy has recovered in recent years, it has still not been able to regain its former glory. After all, this is just a small city with a population of less than 6 people, and the livelihoods of everyone in the city depend on those casinos of all sizes. They prosper together and suffer together.

When the three arrived in Atlantic City, the lights were already on, and the neon lights of the casinos illuminated the small city with incredible splendor.

They weren't interested in gambling, but the hotels and casinos here are integrated, so if they wanted to stay overnight, they had to find one along the boardwalk.

Many coastal cities in the United States have boardwalks, but the one in Atlantic City is probably the most famous, with a width of more than 18 meters and a length of nearly 10 kilometers.

On one side of the boardwalk is a scenic beach and the magnificent Atlantic Ocean in the distance, while on the other side are casinos of all sizes and various luxury stores and restaurants.

Beaches, palm trees, a huge Ferris wheel, a long boardwalk and brightly lit casinos together make up this glamorous city.

"This should be it." Negli stood under a colorful neon sign, looking at the huge letters "Neptune" on it and shrugged.

"Are we staying here tonight?" Reacher couldn't help but frown again.

"Does an overly comfortable bed give you nightmares? I almost forgot that you owe me a door lock." Jack teased.

"You obviously broke it yourself." Reacher retorted dissatisfiedly.

"That's because you're worried something might happen to you." The two men bickered as they followed Negley through two rows of fancy slot machines.

In the middle of the casino is a huge circular bar, surrounded by a circle of wine tables, and around the wine tables are gambling tables. This arrangement makes it convenient for tourists to order a cocktail and rest for a while when they are tired of playing, and then continue to play.

Negli's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings and landed on a gambling table with the most people around. He turned around and smiled at Reacher.

"Ma'am, you already have a 10 and an 8. Do you want to continue flipping the cards?" The dealer was a middle-aged woman wearing a green casino vest. Her face was almost the same color as the vest she was wearing.

"Of course, and I want to double my bet." The gambler sitting opposite the dealer was a voluptuous white woman with long brown hair tied into a simple ponytail.

Although she had her back to Jack and the other two and couldn't see her face clearly, just looking at her back was enough to make people imagine a lot.