"Zheng Lagong."
"Vice Hall Master of Iron Blood Hall?" Luke blurted out. He didn't expect that this suspect wanted by the FBI would turn out to be an informant for the New York Police Department.
The matter with Zhou Tiansheng might be more complicated than imagined.
"You know him?" Will's mouth dropped open, and it wasn't just surprise anymore.
Luke said, "The FBI is tracking his whereabouts."
"I won't tell the NYPD," Will said.
Luke was indifferent, "The NYPD should have received the news.
This group of guys is hiding pretty deep."
Will was a bit puzzled, "Is there no contact between the NYPD and the FBI?"
"That depends on what the matter is.
If it involves the identity of an important informant, it will definitely be kept confidential." As Luke said this, he seemed to remember something, "When Mo Shaohong escaped that day, were you his driver?"
"You even know that?" Will was somewhat incredulous, this cousin's information is too well-informed, almost omniscient.
