North America Gunman Detective

Chapter 1506 809: Suspicious Walter

For Jimmy, as long as there's a clear location, investigating isn't too difficult. But when he reached a point not far from the chicken farm area, he immediately abandoned the idea of getting closer and drove away along the highway.

The location of this chicken farm was definitely carefully selected. The factory is set back a bit from the road, with a hill about tens of meters away on the side. The road leading from the highway to the chicken farm is completely within the range of fire from the hill. Jimmy even noticed a well-hidden area covered in desert camouflage cloth on the hill as he passed by.

If it weren't already nearing dusk, the color difference between that area and the surrounding environment would have been more obvious, and Jimmy might have subconsciously overlooked it—too insidious.

No one would lay camouflage there unless the area beneath is hollow. It's definitely a guard post watching over them, proving that this chicken farm is anything but simple.

Jimmy continued driving along the highway without stopping, heading into the distance. He drove several kilometers before pulling over at the roadside, turned to check if any car followed, and then turned around to return, parking behind a small hill and walking up the hill.

He was still more than a kilometer from the chicken farm, even with good vision he couldn't see the details of the farm clearly. Luckily, even after changing the car, the equipment borrowed from the DEA was still there. Jimmy used a monocular telescope to look towards the chicken farm; at least from the outside, there were not too many anomalies visible. Maybe having too many people could be considered an anomaly since modernized chicken farms shouldn't require many staff.

However, it's not the right time to approach and observe closely. Avoiding detection while entering the chicken farm is very difficult, especially during daylight.

Time isn't particularly abundant; Jimmy returned to the car, took out a pen and marked the map, and proceeded to scout other target locations.

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Early the next morning, Jimmy arrived at the DEA office and got a clean Albuquerque city map from them, began marking the locations he checked. Time is limited, he can only conduct basic checks from the outside. At least on the surface, Jimmy hasn't seen anything particularly illegal; Gus's operations are really too clean and sophisticated.

"Hank, do you still have the information on that industrial filtration equipment you investigated before?"

Jimmy asked Hank as soon as he entered the meeting room, "I need to determine what exactly that equipment is."

Hank: "You can find the equipment online, but it doesn't mean much; it's just a component. Once it's combined with other equipment or simply hidden, no one knows where it's installed."

The signatory was Gale, but Gale is dead now; no one knows where he received the equipment or where it was shipped."

Jimmy: "Yesterday, the surveillance team found Jesse Pinkman picked up by someone. I followed their direction and found Gus's laundry factory in their path. You know, such places use a lot of chemicals, and the smell isn't pleasant. Could the filtration equipment be there?"

Hank shook his head: "No, it's an air purification equipment used in large factories or laboratories; a laundry factory doesn't need it. But are you sure that kid went to the laundry factory?"

Jimmy: "No, it's just that direction leads right to Gus's factory. Miguel helped me investigate Gus's enterprises earlier. That factory was purchased by him a few years ago. You know, he was in the catering business before, suddenly moving into laundry doesn't make sense for just washing the staff clothes of his dozen stores..."

Hank looked expressionless at the map Jimmy had already marked on the table, "Are all of these his?"

Jimmy: "These are just the locations I have roughly confirmed, only his factories and stores, haven't checked his home yet, worried about alarming him."

Hank: "What are you thinking?"

Jimmy: "I need a few reliable people to remotely monitor these places, can't get close, can't interact with them at all, just take photos."

Hank frowned, "You don't trust others?"

Jimmy: "Here, I only know you two... Just right, Steven, feeling better?"

Gomez was shot, and now barely able to leave the hospital. For investigations, remote videos are too easily detectable, better to discuss face-to-face.

Jimmy explained his findings again, Gomez glanced at Hank: "Hank, what do you think?"

Hank: "OK, give me some time."

Hank thought for a moment, gestured for Jimmy to close the door, communicated briefly with Gomez, and called two people over, including Miguel. They at least seem relatively reliable.

Jimmy sent Hank and Gomez out of the meeting room, looked at the two people in front of him and sighed a bit. Hank has been an old investigator for so many years, yet struggling to find reliable brothers, serves them right for having bad luck.

Jimmy wasn't familiar with them and directly handed the map pointing out several fried chicken restaurants, entrusted with monitoring the key laundry factory and chicken farm himself. As for Miguel on administrative leave, that was simple; just call him and have him hang around the nearest fried chicken restaurant until he's almost back to work anyway, just two days early, no big deal.