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Outside Dex Restaurant, inside the car.
Receiving the feedback from Little Wu, Dexter smiled, took out his own phone, and called Jimmy.
Jimmy was waiting in the house with extreme anxiety. Hearing his phone ring, he immediately took it out, saw it was Dexter calling, hurriedly got up, walked a few quick steps away from Fiona, and answered the phone. "How did it go?"
Fiona instantly pricked up her ears, desperate for the answer.
"Nando was just arrested by the DEA. One of his subordinates named Beto ran away. Maybe he'll come find you in a while, but it doesn't matter, I'll handle it," Dexter said with a smile.
Hearing this, Jimmy immediately let out a long sigh of relief, relaxing considerably.
In Jimmy's view, as long as the boss Nando was caught, a mere subordinate like Beto wouldn't have any major impact.
"Thank you," Jimmy thanked him sincerely.
"You're welcome. Keep in touch. If you encounter difficulties, call me immediately," Dexter said.
"Okay," Jimmy responded.
Dexter didn't say more, hung up the phone, got out of the car, and walked towards the restaurant, preparing to start the evening business.
Inside the house Jimmy rented.
Jimmy stuffed his phone into his pocket, turned around, and smiled brilliantly at Fiona. "Nando was arrested by the DEA. Estimate he'll be in prison for decades. Problem solved."
Hearing this, Fiona suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. "Meaning, this matter is completely resolved?"
"Yeah," Jimmy concealed the fact that Beto had escaped and said decisively with a smile.
Receiving a positive answer, a little smile appeared on Fiona's face. Subsequently, not knowing what to say for a moment, she got up and went to the fridge to get another can of beer, gulp gulp, chugging a few mouthfuls fiercely.
After a few mouthfuls of beer, Fiona suddenly knew what to say. She looked decisively at Jimmy and said incredibly seriously, "This is the last time!"
"If we are to have a life together, starting from this moment, you absolutely cannot lie to me again!"
"Otherwise, I will break up with you immediately!"
"Understand?"
This threat was quite powerful.
Jimmy dared not smile anymore. He nodded heavily immediately and gave a promise right away. "I promise, I will absolutely not lie to you again!"
The fact was, Jimmy meant it when he said this, and Jimmy genuinely felt he could do it.
But...
Rivers and mountains may change, but one's nature is hard to alter.
Lying had been integrated into Jimmy's character. How easy could it be to change?
Fiona was the same.
In this regard, two habitual liars getting together was actually quite a match.
Having received Jimmy's promise, Fiona's expression softened a bit. Thinking about it, she didn't plan to press Jimmy further with this matter for now and nodded in agreement. "Okay."
Just like that, the atmosphere in the house gradually softened.
...
The DEA caused such a big commotion in this slum of the South Side; naturally, this matter couldn't be concealed.
News spread rapidly. In less than half an hour, almost the entire South Side knew about it. At the same time, all kinds of rumors naturally emerged one after another.
Beto, who was still fleeing in a panic, also heard some rumors. He was so angry that his teeth itched, wishing he could rush over and argue with those rumor-mongers properly. Unfortunately, he couldn't.
Beto had to continue fleeing.
Time quietly slipped away.
The sun set in the west, and evening arrived.
The news that the DEA successfully captured Nando made it onto TV.
Inside the Alibi Room.
Kevin and a group of drunkards were all watching TV attentively, watching the news with relish.
"Jesus, what did a big Brazilian drug lord come to our place for?"
"The DEA is awesome!"
"With the DEA doing this, I'm afraid it will be hard for us to buy drugs for a while."
"????"
"Haha, the drug dealers, big and small, in our South Side are probably scared witless."
"..."
The drunkards had nothing better to do, chattering all at once, making quite a racket.
Around the same time.
Upstairs at the Ritz Hotel.
Estefania, a pure vase (trophy wife/girlfriend), was originally fxxking Marco vigorously on the sofa. Suddenly hearing Nando's name from the TV behind her, she stopped immediately, turning her head to look at the TV.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Her English had indeed improved a lot. Having basically understood the news, Estefania immediately pulled herself off and screamed at the TV non-stop. "No! No! Papa! No..."
After screaming for a short while, Estefania squatted on the ground and started crying loudly.
Marco sat on the sofa. Because of his discord with Nando, watching the TV, he couldn't stop chuckling, even feeling that today was truly a good day.
As for comforting Estefania... nonexistent.
Marco just smiled watching the TV, letting Estefania wail.
After wailing for a while, only then did Estefania stop, wipe her tears, then rush up to Marco, begging him for help. "Marco, save my dad, save him..."
Marco wished Nando would die of old age in prison, save him my ass.
Of course, it was impossible to say this directly.
"Honey, don't worry. I will, I definitely will," Marco lied through his teeth.
A few minutes passed.
Estefania calmed down a bit. So, under Marco's request, she sat back on Marco and continued to move.
Reality is just that absurd.
---
In a place like the South Side of Chicago, all sorts of things happen throughout the year. Most people living here are used to it.
Therefore, by past 8 PM, the bullshit about Nando and the DEA was thrown to the back of most people's minds.
The group of shameless folks easily forgot this bit of bullshit and returned to their daily lives.
The convenience store.
Kash and Ian were the same.
The two had already eaten dinner. By this time, they were basically counting the minutes, waiting for 9 o'clock.
The two had agreed to close the door as soon as it hit 9, then leave through the back door and head straight for the airport.
"Why is time moving so slowly today," after looking at the clock on the wall once again, Kash whispered to Ian.
Ian's love-struck brain was functioning very efficiently. Hearing this, he turned to Kash and smiled very gayly. "I think so too. Anyway, there are no customers. How about we just leave directly?"
As soon as the words left his mouth.
Ding-a-ling.
The door of the convenience store was pushed open. Carl and Mickey, who had just got off work, walked in.
Seeing Carl and Mickey, Ian's expression changed slightly instantly. He was a little nervous and hurriedly took a silent deep breath. "Carl, you just got off work?"
Carl came to buy a drink and headed straight for the fridge. "Yeah, super busy today. In the evening, many people ran to the shooting range to practice shooting. Seemed like they were saying they need to be prepared to fxxk the police."
Ian was a bit speechless hearing this. "..."
Mickey looked at Ian with complicated eyes twice while walking forward but didn't make a sound.
"Be careful there," after being speechless for a moment, Ian said to Carl.
"Got it," Carl replied nonchalantly.
Soon, Carl and Mickey each took a bottle of cold drink and stood at the counter to pay.
Mickey took out money, hesitated slightly, but still spoke to Ian, pretending to ask casually, "How is Frank?"
"Dying soon," unlike Mickey who needed to pretend to be casual, Ian truly had no interest in Mickey anymore. His tone was genuinely very casual.
"Congrats," Mickey said again.
Ian smiled faintly and didn't speak.
Seeing Ian like this, proud as Mickey was, naturally, he wouldn't speak again. Taking the change Kash handed over, he walked out nimbly.
Ian ignored him, just looking at Carl, struggling internally.
Struggling for a few seconds, just as Carl was about to walk out, Ian couldn't hold back and spoke up. "Carl."
Hearing this, Carl stopped, looked back at Ian. "What's up?"
"Be sure to stay safe in the future, don't get hurt," Ian said with a very complicated tone.
Regrettably, Carl couldn't perceive this complexity and smiled back decisively. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Looking at such a silly Carl, Ian couldn't help showing a little smile. "Also, get along well with Debbie and Lip."
"Okay," Carl didn't think about anything else and replied casually.
"Mm, that's it then. Go home quickly," Ian said.
"I'm going to grab dinner, then head back," dropping this sentence, Carl left.
Ian stood behind the counter. At this moment, to say there was no sadness at all would be a lie, but it was just a little bit.
And this bit of sadness came to an abrupt halt as Kash held his hand.
"Everything will be fine, I promise," Kash said with a face full of tenderness.
Ian nodded and smiled gayly.
Time flew.
Unknowingly, 9 o'clock arrived.
The impatient Kash and Ian didn't delay at all. With crisp movements, they closed the main door first, then turned off the lights. Done, they took their luggage and quietly walked out the back door.
A few minutes later.
The two hailed a taxi and headed straight for the airport.
In a flash, past 10 PM, Kash and Ian checked their tickets and boarded the plane in sequence, sitting on the plane.
This was Ian's first time flying in his life.
Uncontrollably, Ian was very curious and excited, in a very good mood.
Kash was also in a very good mood, but not because of the plane, but because of Ian.
About twenty minutes passed.
The plane slowly taxied, took off, and flew toward New York.
---
2119 North Wallace Street, the Gallagher House.
11 PM.
Everything as usual.
Carl, Debbie, Liam, and Sammi's intellectually disabled son Chuckie, the four of them sat side by side on the sofa, watching the movie playing on TV.
Lip had worked all day and was exhausted. After taking a shower, he was lying on the bed.
Mandy, who practically lived here now, was serving Lip with a verbal battle.
Lip enjoyed it, but at the same time, he couldn't help looking at Ian's bed again and again.
His gaze falling on Ian's bed once more, Lip couldn't explain why, but he just felt something was wrong, feeling as if something very bad was about to happen.
This feeling made Lip somewhat restless.
Lip frowned bit by bit, staring at Ian's bed, his attention shifting further, thinking silently.
After a long while.
Suddenly, it was truly a flash of insight. Lip abruptly realized where the problem was and spoke decisively. "Mandy, stop. Something happened."
Mandy, who was busy working, was stunned hearing this. She looked up at Lip. "What happened?"
Lip moved nimbly, got off the bed, turned on the light, rushed to Ian's bed, poked his head under, and pulled out all the cardboard boxes from under the bed in one breath.
Not long after, suspicion turned into reality. Whoosh, Lip's expression changed drastically. "Ian's stuff is basically all gone... He seems to have run away from home!"
Mandy was startled hearing this. "What? Are you sure?"
Lip's scalp couldn't stop tingling. He raised his hand and scratched his head fiercely. "Basically sure. He hasn't been normal lately. I knew something was wrong, unfortunately I didn't expect him to actually leave."
After speaking, Lip hurriedly got up, found his phone, and called Ian.
As a result, he heard the prompt that the other party's phone was turned off.
"Where could he possibly go?" There was no one else in the room; it was very quiet. Mandy heard the prompt and asked with some worry.
This question hit the key point.
Lip's body shook, turning to Mandy. "Not where he went, but who did he leave with? Ian has a weak character; it's almost impossible for him to run away alone without a word like this. He definitely left with someone."
Lip thought of Mickey. "Is Mickey at home?"
Mandy didn't know. Without delay, she hurriedly found her phone and called Mickey.
Mickey was watching TV and drinking beer in bed as usual. He answered the phone and said grumpily, "What?"
"Are you at home?" Mandy asked back.
Mickey was a bit impatient. "What kind of stupid question is this?"
Mandy hesitated for a moment, then asked again. "Is Ian with you?"
Hearing Ian's name, Mickey's heart still beat faster subconsciously. "Why would he be with me? What nonsense are you talking about?"
This wasn't a definite answer. Mandy was anxious for Lip. Without talking nonsense, she emphasized her tone and asked again, "Answer properly! Is he with you or not!!"
Hearing Mandy's tone, Mickey was stunned first, then realizing something was wrong, he immediately sat up. "Not here! What happened?"
"Ian seems to have run away from home. Lip says Ian definitely left with someone," Mandy replied.
Instantly, Kash's appearance manifested in Mickey's mind.
Ian actually ran off with that guy Kash who looked like a dumbass at a glance?
Mickey couldn't control the heartache rising.
"Kash from the convenience store," heartbroken for two seconds, Mickey gritted his teeth and replied.
As soon as these words came out, Mandy immediately understood what it meant. "The convenience store is closed now, right? Do you know where Kash lives?"
Mickey actually knew. After a slight silence, he replied, "Yeah."
"Come to the Gallagher house to pick us up. We'll go to Kash's house to look!" Mandy said decisively.
"Fxxk off!" Mickey was heartbroken and didn't want to help. "None of my business!"
"Come immediately!" Mandy shouted directly. Done, she immediately hung up the phone and said to Lip, "Let's go wait outside. Mickey will come."
Before long.
Lip and Mandy went down to the first floor.
"So late, where are you guys going?" Debbie saw them and asked curiously.
Looking at the four of them, Lip pondered slightly and decided to tell the truth. "Ian seems to have run away from home. We plan to go look for him."
Hearing this.
Debbie was instantly dumbfounded: "?????"
Carl finally shifted his attention from the TV, turned his head, a very clear look of surprise on his face. "???????"