Two streets away, in a public restroom.
Hunter quickly retrieved a set of makeup tools from his Personal Inventory.
After effortlessly completing another disguise, he cleaned up his items and walked out of the restroom.
"The package has been delivered to the FBI. Now, I just need to watch the show."
Humming a tune softly, Hunter was in a very good mood.
Ever since being discovered by the FBI, with his intelligence now three times that of a normal person, he had quickly formulated a comprehensive response plan.
The plan was simple in concept, yet complex in execution.
Simple: It was essentially "diverting trouble to the east"—finding a new target for the FBI agents who were watching him.
Hunter believed that compared to him—a small fry against whom the FBI currently had zero evidence linking him to Dom Toretto's heists...
If the FBI suddenly stumbled upon a shocking major case that guaranteed promotions and raises for many...
Then the FBI would definitely pour more resources into that major case.
As long as they temporarily relaxed their focus on him!
Hunter would take the opportunity to change his address and help Dom's crew escape the US as soon as possible, vanishing from the FBI's sight for a while.
This way, without the real culprits...
Even if the FBI wanted to investigate later, they would have to give up.
And Stansfield, the corrupt cop and drug lord from the LA DEA, was the new target Hunter had selected for the FBI to replace himself.
Complex:
Because Hunter not only wanted the FBI to be too busy to watch him in the near future, but he also wanted to teach the FBI a lesson.
Incidentally, he wanted to use the FBI's hand to eliminate Stansfield.
Not only to save the good neighbor lady Margie...
But Hunter also wanted to take the opportunity to visit Stansfield's residence.
He wanted to see exactly how much black money this corrupt DEA agent/drug lord had raked in over the years.
To complete this simple yet complex plan, Hunter actually only did two things in secret.
First: He revealed to Michael (the thug hiding drugs for Stansfield) that the FBI was monitoring his apartment building.
Michael didn't know the FBI was actually monitoring his neighbor, Hunter, not him.
So, lacking information, this greedy thug took the bait.
Yesterday, when Hunter returned to the apartment, he heard that Michael's home had been burglarized and some "valuables" were lost.
Hunter suspected the burglary at Michael's home was staged by Michael himself.
As for the lost items... he suspected they weren't valuables at all.
But the drugs Stansfield had hidden there!
However, this didn't affect Hunter's plan.
On the contrary, it made it even easier to drag Stansfield into the mess.
Therefore, Hunter was happy to see it happen.
He wouldn't even mind giving it another push if needed.
Second: Hunter secretly sent a letter to the FBI.
It was a tip-off letter reporting that someone in that apartment building was hiding a large amount of drugs.
Whether the FBI believed it or not didn't matter to Hunter.
If they believed it, great. The eyes on him would be distracted immediately.
If they didn't, it didn't matter. Once Hunter's plan started, the FBI would likely suffer casualties.
With casualties, the FBI would definitely investigate afterward.
Living in that apartment building...
And already under FBI surveillance... Hunter would definitely become a prime suspect.
But with this tip-off letter delivered in advance... plus Hunter's efforts to expose Stansfield during the chaos...
If nothing unexpected happened, in two days...
Hunter would be free of the FBI's surveillance.
Everything was proceeding according to his plan.
And indeed, it was.
At the apartment building. Following Stansfield's calls...
Four hurried Mexican thugs soon gathered near the apartment Hunter rented.
They were taciturn and armed.
The four rushed into the building and headed straight for the fourth floor.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, they checked briefly to confirm the target room.
The four gathered outside that apartment. After exchanging glances...
The leader made a hand gesture. Then, the most robust among them took a few steps back, accelerated suddenly, and kicked the apartment door.
Bang!
With a loud crash, the apartment door was kicked open.
The four filed into the apartment.
Inside, an FBI agent was bored, reading a magazine.
The FBI agents had been monitoring Hunter for a few days.
They had long discovered that Hunter generally didn't stay in the apartment during the day but went out to wander around.
He wouldn't return until evening.
Therefore, of the two agents assigned to monitor him...
Every day, one was responsible for tailing him, and the other stayed in the apartment to watch the monitors.
If the tail lost him, the agent wouldn't come back but would choose to relax outside.
After all, Hunter would return to the apartment at night like clockwork.
Unexpectedly, today, when only one FBI agent was left monitoring the apartment...
Suddenly, intruders broke in.
When the door was kicked open, the FBI agent reacted immediately.
He shouted subconsciously, "Who are you?!"
Then he moved to grab his pistol, which he had carelessly placed on the nightstand due to complacency.
But unfortunately, he would soon pay the price for his carelessness with his life.
Seeing him reach for the gun, the four Mexican thugs reacted.
The leader immediately pulled a gun from his waist, aimed at the FBI agent's back, and fired.
Bang!
The shot hit him squarely in the back. The FBI agent's body stiffened. Enduring the pain, he tried to take another step forward.
But just then, a barrage of gunfire rang out.
Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...
Four more shots followed in succession, all hitting the FBI agent in the back.
Five gunshot wounds caused blood to flow rapidly from the agent's body.
Massive blood loss quickly made the agent's vision go black. He fell to the ground, twitched for a moment, and then went still.
"Boss, there's surveillance equipment here!"
Seeing the FBI agent dead, one of the four Mexican thugs finally spoke.
The leader also saw the setup in the room.
His face darkened as he recalled the boss's orders before they came.
He said coldly, "Destroy the equipment. Take the tapes and discs."
"We fired shots, someone probably called the cops."
"Let's break into a few more random apartments and rob them, then leave quickly."
"Okay!"
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