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Chapter 1202 Conversation in the Backyard (Part )

After Jack briefly introduced how he and the NYPD chief had joined forces to eradicate the police gang "Blue Templars", the three NYPD officers present all looked shocked.

Even Cassel had an expression of "I see, that's why". "No wonder he acted so righteous when we were interrogating Gary McAllister. Oh, by the way, he is John LaGrange's old partner.

This cunning old guy even deliberately provided false clues to mislead us when we first found him."

Seeing that he was going off topic, Jack had to knock on the table to signal him to get back to the point. "What did they do in 19 years?"

"Black eats black." Beckett simply said, "At that time, there were five major gangs in New York, so they used violence to fight violence, kidnapping the core members of these gangs, imprisoning them for a period of time, and then extorting a large ransom.

However, one of the operations went awry when John LaGrand and Gary McAllister, along with a rookie officer, attempted to bust a club in the back alley of the 'Sons of Palermo'."

"'Sons of Palermo' was a gathering place for gangsters at the time," Cassel added.

Beckett continued, "They were kidnapping a gang member named Joe Bugatti and things went wrong, and there was an undercover FBI agent named Bob Armen who tried to stop the kidnapping.

As a result, in the chaos, Bob Amen was accidentally killed by one of the corrupt policemen, and Joe Bugatti, who was supposed to be the victim, became a scapegoat and was tortured into confessing to being the murderer and was put in prison.

Hearing this, Jack had roughly figured out the ins and outs of these two old cases. "Many years later, uh, about seven or eight years later, Beckett's mother, a civil rights lawyer, heard about Bob Amen's wrongful case and began to investigate.

Then, about ten years ago, when she was about to uncover the truth, she was murdered in the back alley of the 'Sons of Palermo' club. After that, the other three people who knew the truth were also eliminated and the case file disappeared.

The person who did it should be Dick Cunanan, the professional killer who went by the alias Rathbone, who was shot dead by Beckett more than half a year ago."

Seeing several people nodding frequently, Jack waved his hand, "No, this doesn't make sense, John LaGrande and Gary McAllister are just two small detectives.

Even if they made a lot of money from kidnapping and extortion gangs, I assume millions or even tens of millions of dollars, it would not be a problem to hire a professional killer with that much money, but to be able to clear up all the clues and even make the court files disappear is obviously beyond their ability.

There was obviously a mastermind behind them. When he learned that John LaGrande had contacted Beckett, he hired the professional killer named Hal Lockwood and killed him remotely in the cafe. "

"We thought the same thing at the time." Cassel said with a proud look of seeing the same thing as his heroes. "After talking with Joe Bugatti, who had been in prison for nearly 20 years, we found John LaGrange's partner Gary McAllister again.

The old bastard admitted everything, including the kidnapping and manslaughter, but when we asked him about the real culprit, he shut up and would rather go to jail than say another word.

Jack sighed, "Don't tell me you just sent him to jail and then turned around to arrest the professional killer Hal Lockwood. You don't think it's easier to pry open the mouth of a professional killer than to get a cowardly old black policeman to speak, right?"

"Well, the fact is that Kevin and Esposito had already found out the whereabouts of Hal Lockwood, but then an accident happened," Cassel tried to save the face of the duo.

"No, that's not important. Whatever the process was, you did catch Hal Lockwood afterwards, but obviously, neither the professional killer nor Gary McAllister spoke, right?"

There was an awkward silence in response to Jack's words. Some of the four looked up at the sky, some drank tactically, some stared at the plate of peanuts, and the only one left was Beckett, who stared blankly at the vegetable garden in the backyard.

After a long while, Cassel continued in a thin mosquito-like voice, "Not only that, but just a few days ago, Hal Lockwood killed Gary McAllister in prison."

"How did you do it?" Jack seemed to be listening to a fairy tale. "How could you be so stupid as to put a professional killer like Hal Lockwood in the same prison as an important witness like Gary McAllister, or even in the same cell block!"

"This is all my fault," Beckett said frustratedly. "I applied for a separate isolation ward for Hal Lockwood, but someone forged a transfer order and sent him to the general ward a few days later."

Jack sneered and glanced at the three NYPD officers in front of him one by one.

"What's wrong with you? Two professional killers were killed in the street, Kevin and Esposito were tortured and almost lost their lives. Isn't all this enough to show the seriousness of the problem?

You guys are still insisting on following the official procedures. Do you need me to apply for a medal from Director Reagan on your behalf?"

Seeing that Cassel looked a little guilty and wanted to help explain, Jack interrupted him before he could open his mouth.

"Do you remember what we did when Alexis was kidnapped? Is it really just because we were in Paris instead of in China that we didn't need to follow the rules?"

"But the situation wasn't that serious at the time," Cassel retorted in response to Jack's suddenly raised voice.

"Yeah, Hal Lockwood shot John LaGrange right in front of you and Beckett, and set up a trap to capture Kevin and Esposito and almost killed them, not caring about their identity as police officers at all.

But you still don't think the situation is serious enough, right?" Jack felt like he was going to die of anger, wondering if these guys had been possessed by some kind of mentally retarded aura while he was away.

They were not told any rules at all, and when they were handling the case, they actually followed the procedures step by step.

At the moment, Jack was not in the mood to drink cup after cup from a small wine glass, so he just changed to the glass he usually used to drink whiskey, and went back to the kitchen to get some ice cubes from the refrigerator.

"So, the guy behind the scenes has not taken action against Detective Beckett because of Superintendent Montgomery, right? Could he be the rookie police officer who was taken care of by John LaGrande and Gary McAllister in the manslaughter case?"

Jack calculated the time and age, and felt that they should match.