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Donnie said casually.

"I can't believe you!"

Ponzi still wanted to hold on; after all, it's human nature. He had heard about the interrogation methods of the FBI, but he had never really experienced them, so it was inevitable that he'd have some hope of getting lucky.

"Of course, perhaps you think you can endure the FBI's usual interrogation techniques, but don't forget, you are a walking treasure. To get your property, the FBI will certainly use unconventional means. On this point, I think Olden has more authority to speak than I do!"

Ponzi was now completely at Donnie's mercy, so Donnie was in no hurry at all.

Olden walked over to Ponzi with a sinister smile, "Mr. Ponzi, let me introduce you to some of the unconventional interrogation methods of the Federal Bureau of Investigation..."

Ponzi was not some fearless person; he was just a lucky fraudster.

It was impossible to imagine such a person having a strong willpower.

And Ponzi himself understood that everything Donnie had just said was true. Once he was taken to FBI headquarters, those people would definitely not let him go.

To pry open his mouth and find out about his secret accounts, they would surely stop at nothing!

Which meant he definitely couldn't keep that money.

"Donnie, can you really give me fifty thousand US dollars after I come out?"

Knowing Ponzi's defenses had crumbled, Donnie smiled, "Of course, I am a man of my word!"

"Alright!" Ponzi gritted his teeth and told Donnie about one of his secret accounts, "There's a total of 236,780 US dollars in it. I saved it just in case. Now that you have the account number and password, you can withdraw it."

Donnie showed a satisfied smile, "Rest assured, when you come out of prison, you can come to Atlantic City to find me. By then, you will definitely receive the reward you deserve."

Ponzi slumped to the ground, saying helplessly, "I hope everything you say is true!"

Donnie, Olden, and Bruce left the room.

"Do you really believe Ponzi's words, that he won't rat you out?" Bruce asked Donnie at that moment.

Donnie looked at Olden, "Based on your understanding of FBI headquarters, are they capable of wrenching information about us from Ponzi?"

Olden replied, "Have no doubt, I've studied the interrogation methods at FBI headquarters. Given Ponzi's state, once inside, I can assure you he'll reveal everything clear as day, including the number of women he slept with last night, their names, and any distinguishing features they have."

Hearing this, Bruce turned immediately to return to the room.

"What are you doing?" Donnie grabbed Bruce and asked.

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"Obviously, I'm going to kill him. Are we supposed to let him spill everything about us? If that happens, we'll have to give up the money we've got!" Bruce said as if it were a matter of course.

Donnie waved his hand, "You can't kill Ponzi; I didn't deceive him about one thing just now. Everyone in Atlantic City already knows that it was Olden who captured Ponzi. If Ponzi dies now, FBI headquarters will certainly suspect Olden.

Combined with the previous matter involving David Jabbar, Olden will be in a lot of trouble!"

Olden showed a grateful expression when he heard Donnie considering his situation.

"So what do we do now?" Bruce asked.

Donnie's face showed not the slightest hint of worry as he laughed and said, "The news Ponzi just shared with us has already provided a solution to this issue!"

Bruce asked, "What news?"

"The General!" Donnie chuckled, "The General's wealth is not inconsiderable, but $200,000 in cash is a pretty sum, and to anyone right now, Ponzi is a juicy piece of meat. I reckon the General absolutely has a reason to send people to capture Ponzi!"

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Smack!

Inside the General's villa, the elderly General's face was an unhealthy red with anger at this moment.

On the expensive wool carpet were the pieces of a cup the General had just smashed... With the lesson from last time, the General could no longer bear to smash those costly antiques.

"Damn that Ponzi, damn that Ponzi, he should be shot dead in a hail of bullets!"

Right then, the General roared like an old lion in a fit of rage.

He never imagined that one day he would be duped by a country bumpkin from Boston.

A strong sense of humiliation made it hard for the General to catch his breath.

Seeing the General like this, Vince, who had been left with a bruised and swollen face by Luciano, hurried over to comfort him.

"Godfather, take care of your health!"

The General shouted loudly, "Find Ponzi for me, and bring this man to me!"

Vince looked at the General somewhat puzzled, "Godfather, why don't I just finish him off!"

For Vince, finding some hitmen and killing Ponzi under FBI protection was much easier than bringing Ponzi alive to the General!

The General snorted coldly and said, "Fool, have you forgotten the reports in the newspapers? Ponzi scammed thousands in Boston; and with the people from Atlantic City, he's taken at least $15 million in cash. If we can get our hands on that money, then we can use it to deal with Nucky!"

Vince then understood the General's intent; the man was coveting Ponzi's assets.

Vince, initially resistant to the idea of capturing Ponzi alive, suddenly lost his fear of the FBI at the thought of Ponzi's immense wealth.

How powerful could a federal law enforcement agency that hadn't been established for long be?

"Godfather, rest assured, I will definitely bring this man to you alive!"

"Good!" Seeing Vince's attitude, the General's face finally showed a hint of a smile.

"However, now that Ponzi is caught by the FBI and not in our jurisdiction's lockup, we need some time to find their exact location. I'm afraid they might leave Atlantic City during this time!" Vince said with some concern.

"You don't need to worry about that. They can only leave Atlantic City in two ways: by car or by train. I tend to believe they will leave by train. In that case, have someone closely watch these two places, and I believe there will definitely be a payoff!" the General replied.

Vince smiled and said, "I got it!"

In fact, without the General saying anything, the news that the FBI was planning to take Ponzi out of Atlantic City by train tomorrow had already spread by tonight.