The FBI arrived slower than expected, nearly an hour later.
Only then did Hunter hear a knock at the door.
By this time, the people who had broken into Matilda's home had been gone for nearly half an hour.
Amidst the knocking, Hunter opened the door and invited the two FBI Agents he had met briefly that afternoon into his home.
About a dozen other people arrived with them.
Most of them went into Michael's home.
A small group went around the apartment building knocking on doors and questioning residents, though it was unclear what they were looking for.
Both Hunter and Matilda were questioned by the FBI for a while.
He naturally answered whatever was asked, but kept his answers vague.
After all, as a neighbor, it wasn't strange to hide behind a door and see a few things after hearing gunshots.
But if he knew every single detail of the event...
That would surely arouse suspicion!
Matilda didn't know who had broken into their home either, but the FBI's questioning techniques were very sophisticated.
They managed to get out of her that her father, Michael, was helping people hide things in their home.
Consequently, after the FBI finished taking photos in Matilda's home...
Following the departure of some people carrying three body bags, it wasn't long before they resumed their search of Matilda's home.
In the end, Hunter wasn't sure if they found anything.
But judging by their appearance, they likely had.
In any case, when the FBI Agents finally withdrew...
Hunter saw that they all had more or less of a smile on their faces; they had clearly discovered something useful.
Matilda was also taken away by the FBI.
As the daughter of the victim, Michael, the FBI clearly had some ideas and wanted to gather more information through her.
Hunter didn't stop this, nor did he have any way to.
However, after Matilda was taken away by the FBI...
Hunter quickly pretended to pack a few clothes and left the apartment as well.
With the excuse of several deaths occurring in the apartment building in a single day...
Hunter could finally move out of that apartment—which was under FBI surveillance—openly and legitimately.
Furthermore, he had just reported to the FBI earlier that day.
He told them that Michael in his building was hiding drugs for Stanfield, and that very night, the guy was taken out by Stanfield and his men.
Although the FBI didn't run into Stanfield and the others when they arrived after his report...
They must have found some useful information or items in Michael's home.
Coupled with the fact that earlier today, an FBI Agent monitoring Hunter was shot dead during a home invasion robbery...
For the foreseeable future, most of their energy should be diverted toward Stanfield.
Most of Hunter's plan had already succeeded.
Riding his motorcycle, he soon arrived at the hotel he had rented for his good neighbor, Maggie.
Hunter wasn't sure if the FBI lacked Maggie's contact information...
Or if there was some other reason.
Regardless, when Hunter reached the hotel and entered the room he had rented...
He was greeted by a round of complaints from that always-passionate neighbor.
Soon after, the two of them quickly took a shower together and began an in-depth exchange as usual.
Several hours later, seeing that his good neighbor Maggie had finally had her fill of fun and fallen into a deep sleep due to exhaustion...
Relying on his current physical fitness—which was three times that of an average person—Hunter didn't feel very tired and got up to take a shower in the bathroom.
He hesitated for a moment; he hadn't told Maggie what had happened at her home just now.
After showering, Hunter quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes.
After applying a layer of mosquito repellent all over his body...
Hunter quietly left the hotel and vanished into the night.
Under the cover of darkness, he stealthily made his way to the vicinity of Stanfield's residence and lay in wait.
This wait lasted through the entire night.
Perhaps because he had pulled off several big jobs in the past few days...
It was barely past six o'clock when Stanfield woke up and drove away shortly after.
After he left, Hunter waited for another half hour or so.
Only then did he emerge from his hiding spot and quickly slip into Stanfield's home.
As a drug lord, Stanfield was both high-profile and low-key.
He seemed to be unmarried, and lived alone in the house for long periods.
According to Hunter's investigation, he would hire a cleaning company every Thursday to tidy up his residence.
Most of the time, Stanfield lived in this large villa all by himself.
Approaching Stanfield's villa quickly, Hunter patiently inspected it for a while.
He discovered that aside from a surveillance camera at the main entrance and another at the garage...
Stanfield's villa could be described as 'very clean.'
Avoiding the cameras, Hunter circled the villa and performed a close inspection for a while.
He soon determined that unless he forcibly smashed the glass of several doors or windows, it would be difficult to enter.
Consequently, he simply walked to one side of the wall.
There, a window on the second floor was not tightly closed.
Hunter estimated the height to be about five meters.
Because there were some protrusions on the exterior wall, climbing up wouldn't be very difficult given his current climbing skills.
He then took some rock-climbing magnesium powder from his private space and applied it to his hands.
Immediately, Hunter took a few steps back, accelerated, and leaped up.
Using both hands and feet to grip the protrusions on the wall, he quickly climbed upward.
Stanfield's villa was an old-fashioned building from the Cold War era, with a history of forty or fifty years.
It was located in an ordinary residential area in the old city district of Los Angeles!
It looked unremarkable, other than being slightly larger than the surrounding villas.
Including the garden, it occupied an area of nearly five hundred square meters.
Furthermore, it was of a brick and concrete structure, which was quite rare among newly built homes in Los Angeles that favored timber frames.
From the outside, one couldn't see anything extraordinary about this villa at all.
Hunter had already scouted the location several times in advance.
He had also followed Stanfield and investigated him for over a week.
Hunter didn't know if Stanfield had other properties under his name.
For now, this villa seemed the most suspicious.
Therefore, Hunter planned to take advantage of Stanfield's absence to investigate its secrets.
Stanfield had been a corrupt cop for many years, and the black money he had earned from double-crossing others and drug trafficking over the years was likely substantial.
Black money cannot see the light of day.
Most likely, it was either in a Swiss bank or a similar institution with confidentiality measures for customer information...
Or it was hidden right under Stanfield's nose.
Hunter suspected that the black money Stanfield had earned in the past was likely hidden inside this villa.
Although he couldn't be sure how much there was, even if it was only tens of millions or even a few million us dollars...
For Hunter, it would be extra income.
Since it was black money earned by Stanfield anyway, he felt no guilt in taking it...
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