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

Chapter 1168 "Real Estate Agency"

Asift's wife was not annoyed by Jack's seemingly abrupt question. Instead, she gave a straightforward answer with a slightly complicated smile.

"You only need one word to sum up his preferences. Young. He likes young girls."

The answer was somewhat unexpected to the two FBI agents and was surprisingly simple.

"Um, about how young?" Although the other party used the word young instead of young, Jack still asked tentatively. After all, the "little hobbies" of the rich people in this country are well known to everyone.

"Around 20, probably no more than 25." The woman shrugged. "I was about that age when I met him."

This was interesting. Jack recalled that the information provided by Attorney General Jackson seemed to mention that this woman was a mistress and was already the fourth one.

He made a note of this in his notebook as a reminder to go back and look up how old Asift was when he and his previous wives were married.

"Okay, although it may be a bit stupid to ask this, we must further confirm this with you. Apart from being young, does Asift have any other private or even perverted preferences?

Since he spent a lot of money on a call girl, is it possible that he has some kind of fetish that makes him focus more on young girls? "

Jack's question made the new widow burst into laughter. She shook her head, her tone very calm.

"Agent, since I am willing to meet with you, I have no intention of hiding anything. You should know that some men go to bed not only to vent their desires, but also to satisfy their pitiful self-esteem. Conquering young and beautiful girls is enough.

Couples like us will not have sex for a year or two after marriage. We can either choose to generate our own electricity or learn from my husband and spend money to solve the problem. "

After leaving the mansion, Jiejie's expression has always been a little strange. Jack certainly knows what she is thinking about.

He drove to a secluded corner where no one was around and stopped. Before she could react, he hugged the girl and kissed her passionately. For some things, sweet words are far less effective than expressing them with actual actions.

After wiping off her lipstick and lighting a new car, Jie Jie glared at Jack with a red face and took out a small mirror from her bag to touch up her makeup, but she no longer had the anxious look she had just now.

After sending Jiejie back to the office, Jack and Aubrey went to a business building next to the Kennedy Memorial Plaza.

The two waited in the lobby on the first floor for less than ten minutes. A well-dressed white middle-aged woman in her forties came up to them and extended her right hand. "Agent Aubrey, Agent Tawole?"

"Yes." Jack shook her hand briefly.

"Ellen Daniels, Chief Operating Officer of Buswell Consulting." The woman took the initiative to introduce herself.

Surrounded by hurried business people, the three of them walked to an empty corner. Jack got straight to the point, "Ms. Daniels, are you the one who dealt with the media and described the deaths of the two victims as peaceful deaths at home?"

"Yes, their lawyers and family members hired me to take care of the media release. My company specializes in providing professional strategic risk management and crisis public relations for large corporate consortiums."

Even when facing the FBI, this "scavenger" showed no fear.

"I know you are responsible for helping people 'solve problems'. I just happen to have a problem on hand that I would like to ask you for advice."

However, before Jack could ask his "question", the other party shook his head again and again, "Sorry, I don't know who that girl is. You don't think my client would take the initiative to tell me such a thing, do you?

I'm sorry I can't help you with this, but no one would admit to paying for a 'professional girlfriend'."

"Really? But it is undeniable that some of them must have relevant information or channels. Give me a call and I can promise not to cause you any trouble. This is a very good deal. What do you think?"

Jack didn't intend to waste words with such a person, so he directly proposed his conditions, but he didn't expect that what he got was a sneer from the other party.

"Come on, Agent, my job is to help people solve their problems. Do you really think this kind of threat will scare me?"

Jack thought to himself, if you were really as fearless as you seemed at that moment, why would you come running to see him again?

"OK, that's it, let's go." Jack acted as if he was too lazy to talk nonsense, waved to Aubrey and pretended to leave.

"Wait a moment, Agent."

The woman hurriedly stood in front of the two men with a flattering smile on her face. "Gentlemen, patience is a virtue. As you know, 'a kettle that is stared at will never boil'. I think we should talk about something else."

"Ms. Daniels," Jack said in a warning tone, "Our goal is to find the murderer. As long as the murderer doesn't show up, the rest of your clients may be in danger at any time.

All I need is a phone number, someone who knows or one of the girls who are with us, we need to talk to them."

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Aubrey on the side also snorted coldly, "Since I can find you, I can naturally find other relevant people. Of course, this may take some time.

If a new victim appears during this time, the FBI will pin it on you and let everyone know.

Your job is to solve other people's problems, not to cause them, don't you think, Ms. Daniels?"

Allen Daniels' smile froze on her face as she didn't expect these two seemingly young FBI agents to be so tough and difficult to fool. However, her professionalism acquired over the years quickly allowed her to adjust her expression again.

"In fact, even if I can lead you to find those girls, it will be meaningless. We should all be clear that no call girl will agree to talk about her work with the FBI."

Then she showed a mysterious look and said, "How about this, I can provide you with a better candidate."

As she spoke, she took out a pink business card that had obviously been prepared long ago from the small bag she was carrying, but just as Aubrey was about to reach out to take it, she suddenly retracted her hand.

"But there is a prerequisite. You must promise to ignore some legal provisions."

"No promises, but we will make a judgment based on the situation. I emphasize one last time, ma'am, the FBI's goal is to catch the murderer. Other matters have nothing to do with us for now."

Jack took the business card from her hand and immediately showed a puzzled expression, "Real estate agent?"