Walter had no idea when he started being followed, though he had indeed been manufacturing drugs in the lab beneath the laundry factory recently. The photos in his hand covered three days, but he wasn't sure if there were more.
The key was that the laundry factory had not been under lockdown before. After Jesse killed Gale, Gus ca only once and never appeared at the laundry factory again, but Mike and others showed up many tis, along with Jesse.
Walter wasn't sure if Jimmy had discovered the lab beneath the laundry factory. If they only found out they had spent a few hours there, saying too much could lead to sothing more serious. Gus, the demon hidden under the guise of a businessman, who knows what he might do; maybe even his family would be in jeopardy.
Walter's hand unconsciously clenched tightly, creasing the photos in his hand, but he remained silent.
Jimmy realized Walter was contemplating whether to confess and how much to say. Obviously, his little actions were signs of nervousness. However, giving him too much ti might lead to issues. If he stubbornly resisted, Hank wouldn't have an easy ti talking.
Jimmy took the handcuffs from his lower back, showed them to Walter, and tossed them on the bed next to Walter: "Maybe you need so ti to think about it. I think the FBI's holding cell could be a good place — safe, quiet, undisturbed. Do yourself a favor, put them on."
Walter suddenly stood up, "Wait, wait." He made a gesture of refusal with his hands, and the photos fell onto the bed, "Hank, we're family..."
Hank cut him off directly: "That's why I'm giving you this chance, Walter! The final chance."
Walter took a deep breath, "What do you want to know? What can I get?"
Jimmy laughed: "Get? You think I'm negotiating with you? Who do you think you are? Heisenberg?"
Walter: "Without a guarantee, I won't say anything."
Jimmy sighed, looked at Hank, whose face showed helplessness and a bit of twisted conflict, and finally nodded, abandoning the idea of persuading Walter.
Jimmy looked at Walter again, slowly saying: "Gustavo Flynn... Mike Ermanshott... Jesse Pinkman... Tyrus... Gale... Sol Goodman... Do you want to na a few more?"
As each na was ntioned, Walter's face twitched involuntarily. Jimmy continued: "Fried Chicken Brothers, the laundry factory, the underground lab, the chicken farm, Pioneer Appliance, the car wash, all these places are now under our surveillance. Surprised we found so many places? From what you know, it's all DEA; you haven't dealt with us, the FBI, have you?"
Walter gritted his teeth and said, "Enough, what do you want to know?"
Jimmy: "It's simple, just about you, when you got involved, how much you've done. Oh, listen closely, what you say next will determine your future life and affect your wife, son, and newborn daughter."
Walter looked at Jimmy, a slightly off and fierce look in his eyes behind his glasses. Jimmy placed his hand on the Glock on his waist, pulled it out with a "click," and placed his left hand over his right hand, holding the gun in front of his abdon. It's not surprising for Jimmy to be sensitive; he had seen that expression on Walter's face many tis. This old guy had definitely killed soone before.
Hank stared wide-eyed at Jimmy, but knowing Jimmy's record, he knew that once Jimmy decided to make a move, nobody could stop him. He could only grit his teeth and glance at Walter.
Seeing Jimmy draw his gun, Walter finally gave in and let out a long breath: "OK, OK, it was . I invented the blue th. I haven't been with Gus's operation long; I just make the drugs and didn't involve myself in their trafficking."
Last year, Walter was diagnosed with lung cancer at an advanced stage, with little ti left. But Skye was already pregnant, and they didn't have much money. They spent almost every penny on his cancer treatnt.
After participating in a drug bust with Hank, he suddenly realized drug dealers had a lot of money. So, using his position as a high school chemistry teacher, he took so equipnt from the lab, used an RV as a lab, and made his first batch of th. At that ti, he wasn't using thylamine, just the regular stuff.
He later improved the production process, using thylamine to produce the distinctive blue th. After it was on the market for a while, his forr partner Toku Salamanca had an accident, and only then, through introductions, did he et Gus.
The laundry factory was indeed Gus's th lab. It was underground, with the entrance behind a washing machine in the factory, monitored around the clock. He just went there to make drugs and then left, with Gus's people transporting the blue th. As for how they transported it, he had no idea.
Jimmy completely disbelieved it was just that: "What exactly happened with Hank's attack?"
Walter: "I don't know. I also only found out afterward that he was ambushed."
Jimmy sighed: "You're still holding out hope. Need to remind you? Toku Salamanca, Hector Salamanca... your forr partners."
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