The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Well, actually, this Beisimida man named Lin Zhering looks just so-so, with a small nose and small eyes. Jack couldn’t even remember in which drama in his previous life he had seen the role played by this original incarnation.

But no matter what, this is indeed a familiar face, and the name sounds familiar at the moment, and it seems that someone has mentioned it to me.

After recalling for a long time, Jack finally remembered that he had heard Lin Yuna-crossed out-Jiang Zhentai's sister-in-law Park Minrong mention something about a sweetheart who was separated because of family and country issues.

Jack wanted to laugh when he thought of Jiang Zhentai's sad face those days. In fact, this guy was quite happy. Although his life was tight, at least he had a contented beautiful wife and an interesting sister-in-law.

Of course, the most important thing is that he gave birth to a lovely daughter who did not inherit that ugly face at all.

To be honest, although the two Simidas in the north and south are separated by more than half a world, brothers are brothers, and their nature of "the boss is the eldest and I am the second" is exactly the same.

When facing a group of FBI agents, Lin Zheling's attitude reminded Jack of the prosecutor named Kim Junhao whom he had dealt with in South Korea. There was a kind of arrogance that was forced upon him.

Regardless of his identity in his previous life or this life, Jack could look down on the other party with a condescending attitude. He would not get angry because of this attitude, but he also had no intention of taking the initiative to talk to the other party.

The two men were sent to the federal prison in a businesslike manner. Jack sat in the monitoring room next to the visiting room, ready to translate for Jubal who was traveling with him.

The defector named Zhang Mingjun has not said a word since he was imprisoned. Since Lin Zheling insisted on meeting him first to verify his identity, the FBI naturally wanted to hear what they had to talk about.

"Are they communicating with their minds?" Jubal moved his butt impatiently. Five minutes passed in a blink of an eye. The two people in the room stared at each other across the table for five minutes, but they never said a word.

Finally, Lin Zheling spoke first, "You betrayed the general and the country and became a drug dealer. Won't you feel ashamed when you see your former comrades again?"

Ah, it’s begun, he is worthy of being a subordinate of the loan shark general, he comes out and says he can’t repay his kindness.

"Wow, they were actually colleagues. Jack, do you think Zhang Mingjun will be executed after being escorted back?" After listening to Jack's instant translation, Jubal also started gossiping for a rare time.

North Simida is a mysterious country for Americans. Although they are reluctant to admit it, most Americans who know a little about history are somewhat concerned about this place.

"Execution by cannon was invented by the British. Although they are still our opponents now, there is no need to underestimate us. Maybe in the eyes of these people, we are still barbarians who are being scalped." Jack told the truth.

If we have to rank them, in terms of the country as a whole, the North is at least better than those rubbish in the South. A feudal dynasty is at least better than a semi-colony, right?

Zhang Mingjun looked almost the same as when he was arrested by Jack a few months ago. He had a small mustache on his lips, and his hair was half-long enough to almost cover his eyes. His whole temperament was extremely gloomy.

There was a hint of mockery on his face. Lin Zheling's words seemed like a joke to him, and even the man himself was a joke.

"I heard that your woman died right in front of you? What did you do at that time? To me, this is something to be ashamed of."

As if he had heard something interesting, Jack sat up straight and waited for what was to come.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The criminal who killed Colonel Lin's wife has been brought to justice by him personally." Before Lin Zheling could answer, the middle-aged man who was traveling with him slammed the table.

"Okay, Lieutenant Park, there is no need to explain anything to such a traitor. When he returns to the country, he will be awaited by the just judgment of the people."

Lin Zheling calmly tried to comfort his companions, but from the perspectives of Jack and Jubal, they could see that his hands under the table had been clenched into fists.

After that, the two sides fell into a silent confrontation again. Perhaps guessing that someone next door might be eavesdropping, Lin Zheling had no intention of communicating further with Zhang Mingjun.

At this time, the door of the prison visiting room was opened rudely, and Jon Michaels, the director of the international department, walked into the room quickly with a sullen face.

"According to the request of your head of delegation, the extradition process will be shortened as much as possible and your departure time has been brought forward to tomorrow morning."

Jack and Jubal, who were sitting next to each other, looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

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"I don't really like operations that are planned a week or two in advance but suddenly changed when the time comes. This means there is something wrong with the plan itself." Clay carried two heavy weapons boxes onto the Suburban.

Aubrey curled his lips and agreed, "To me, this usually means a bad sign."

"Prepare enough equipment and ammunition, bring a few spare communicators and satellite phones, and also prepare some unnumbered firearms." Jack said helplessly.

Although he knew that this mission would definitely not be easy after seeing Lin Zheling's face, the Bombardier was already parked in the hangar at Kennedy Airport. He could not refuse this trip to South Korea, so he could only try his best to prepare.

Fortunately, we are going to South Korea this time. If something really happens, we can just use heavy firepower when necessary without worrying about the appearance.

The modified Bombardier, like the BAU team's Gulfstream, was modified with a special weapons storage, and Jack planned to fill it up at once.

When he went to Hawaii for vacation before, he helped NCIS. The Navy also followed the example of the Joint Special Operations Command and sent a batch of special operations equipment and weapons to the wanted criminal team as a thank you.

Jubal distributed some of it to the SWAT team under the New York office, but the remaining ones still filled their equipment warehouses to the brim, just enough to store them on the plane in batches.

Alice walked into the underground parking lot holding a laptop and saw several men working busy and sweating profusely. She couldn't help but whistle.

Because they were afraid of getting their clothes dirty with gun oil and the like, and because the heating was turned on a little too high, the men only wore vests while working. Now even Jubal had lost his beer belly after being trained by Jack.

The muscular man and the vest made the atmosphere a little tense for a moment.

“Hannah and Jiejie just came back from the airport. The hangar security cameras and stuff have been installed. These are the background check files for the ground mechanic and the two pilots.

I have confirmed that they are all government employees who have been employed for more than ten years with clean backgrounds and no financial problems. "

Alice handed Jack a stack of documents tucked under the computer and asked suspiciously, "Is it really necessary to be so cautious? The last time we went to Korea, we felt that the security there was quite good."

"Who knows? Their neighbors to the north are pretty crazy. Maybe war will break out as soon as our plane lands." Like Jubal, Aubrey, or most Americans, have a certain "prejudice" against that closed country.

After all, Hollywood blockbusters usually do not dare to openly list Dongda as a hostile force for box office considerations, so Beismida became the best scapegoat.

In Jack's past life, he also remembered watching an action movie about a North Smita army invading the United States, but being defeated by a few small town youths through guerrilla warfare. It was quite magical.