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Chapter 748: Chapter 725: Not a Penny in Pocket

With the information on the other two car owners, the scope narrowed once again.

“One of the rentals is by a family member, and it’s very likely that the target is involved in a vehicle exchange with them!”

Having received the news, Philips hurried nonstop to the location of the second car, feeling utterly dejected. He had felt like a dog being walked all day long, running from east to west, without a glimpse of a shadow.

“Tomorrow, I must have Andrew come out and take over for me. There should be a rotation for two operation commanders!”

At the command center, although it was already 9:30 p.m., nobody seemed ready to rest.

In a real capture operation, it was possible to go without sleep for one or two nights straight.

Of course, reality TV shows weren’t that serious. It just seemed like nobody would actively suggest resting before 11:00 or 12:00.

“How did they convince the other party?”

“Not sure, maybe the other party is a fan of the target?” Owen shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of his coffee, and finally relaxed a bit with the breakthrough.

But when Philips, using his authority, entered the park and finally found the driver of the car 3LTM312 through mobile locating, the information he learned once again stunned him.

“What, you’re saying the person who exchanged vehicles with you was a woman? Not two Asian men?”

In the National Forest Park, Bi Fang and Yao Jun were sitting in the grass, gathered around a campfire. There were no surveillance cameras here, and both of them were more relaxed.

The nights in mid-March were still quite cold, making it especially comfortable to sit by a campfire for warmth.

“So, I’m not allowed to commit crimes, nor can I have fans help me? Isn’t that demanding the impossible?”

Yao Jun, sitting by the campfire, was still raving about Bi Fang’s vehicle exchange operation at noon, while Bi Fang just smiled, his contributions laid deeply hidden.

Exchanging vehicles was just a basic operation. Upon investigating the first car, the hunters would quickly realize this fact and then look for the second one.

If the opponents were clever enough, they might anticipate this move and set off to find the two rented vehicles simultaneously.

The only problem was, one of these two vehicles was indeed rented in Bi Fang’s name. But of the two, he hadn’t driven either.

Bi Fang had performed a more complicated maneuver: a three-car exchange!

The vehicle they eventually drove away in was an old second-hand car generously contributed by one of Bi Fang’s fans, not worth much money, so the owner wasn’t distressed about it.

Moreover, all of this was done in a surveillance blind spot.

Ugly Country and Huaxia are both surveillance powerhouses, with the former having about one camera for every 4.6 people, and the latter about one for every 416 people. It seems similar in theory, but the populations of the two countries are vastly different.

Furthermore, the methods of camera installation are different between the two.

In Huaxia, most camera installations are driven by large projects and pushed by the government to ensure citizen safety, whereas in Ugly Country, camera installations are primarily driven by fragmented market forces, with most financed by business people to ensure insurance payouts in case of theft or damage.

Although official funding might have its own set of issues, on the whole, it’s far superior to a bunch of businessmen.

First comes the dispute over whether to install, then discussions on how the government will pay, followed by struggles over standards among various interest groups, then competition among enterprises within those groups for the orders, after that comes construction, how to execute it…

Add to this the resistance of many people, in certain non-essential public places, finding a blind spot in the surveillance coverage is quite easy, and conducting complex operations in these places is not at all difficult.

“Want some?”

Bi Fang spread butter on the grilled bread and then stuffed it with squirrel meat to make a simple sandwich, which he passed to the photographer sitting next to him.

“Me?” The photographer considered putting down the camera and felt somewhat embarrassed.

Throughout the entire process of escape and capture, the photographer should have been invisible, solving his own food problems; otherwise, if he occupied the “fugitive’s” resources, it would undoubtedly be unfair.

But it was offered proactively…

After some thought, the photographer couldn’t resist his curiosity and accepted it.

The food that Bi Fang bought in the supermarket was quite simple: just a few loaves of toast bread, butter, some basic seasonings, and two buckets of mineral water. Those were enough.

He certainly didn’t forget his signature skill that made him famous.

Just by wandering in the forest briefly, he managed to catch three plump squirrels with traps.

Squirrels are fattest in autumn, but those in spring aren’t bad either.

Using his wilderness cooking skills, Bi Fang expertly deboned them, roasted the bones until they were crispy, and cooked the meat until it sizzled with oil. He sprinkled a layer of salt grains before sandwiching it with toast smeared with butter and slightly burnt, creating a quite impressive taste.

“How did you do this?” Yao Jun’s eyes shone as he ate.

The squirrel bones blended in without feeling out of place, instead offering a unique texture, like adding crispy sheets to a stuffed egg pancake, full of flavor.

“Just practice and you will get there,” Bi Fang said with a smile.

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“I haven’t planned it yet, but if possible, I’d still like to make some extra money.”

It’s not that he couldn’t survive without money, but it would indeed be too shabby.

Without too much risk, Bi Fang didn’t mind making his life a bit easier.

Today’s set of operations meant that the other side had to visit at least four locations to search for clues. By tomorrow or even the day after, they wouldn’t have the time to trouble the two men.

There was plenty of time.

After dinner, the two returned to the car and made do for the night.

By midnight, the hunters at the command center couldn’t hold on any longer and left one after another to rest.

Early the next morning, the capture continued.

Perhaps it was Bi Fang’s trickiness that shifted the focus of the command center. The hunters decided to capture the other groups first as much as possible and then concentrate their efforts to deal with Bi Fang.

The members of the second group who had their calendar discovered on the first day were forced into a game of hide-and-seek. Luckily, one member of the pair had high vigilance, which prevented them from being captured just a couple of days into the program—a miserable case.

However, being discovered prematurely time after time also exhausted the two of them.

Bi Fang continued to drive, moving away from the center of Los Angeles City as far as possible, heading for an even more remote countryside. Around noon, he found a row of ATMs by the roadside.

Twenty-four hours had passed, and they could withdraw “Ugly Gold” again.

“I think this is totally unnecessary.”

Yao Jun felt that Bi Fang was taking risks. They now had enough food and water, and even a car—there was no need to withdraw money.

The bank cards provided by the program team could be tracked; wherever they were used, they would be discovered.

“Just this one time. As long as we take out a little more money, we can go online. Then, by sending an anonymous email, we can get the money,” Bi Fang said, touching the two 10 “ugly cents” and one 25 “ugly cents” coins in his pocket, finding it truly chilly.