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

Chapter 361 Untitled

"Maybe I don't know where the 'Hiroshima' you are talking about is, but the 'Little Boy' made by Washer has probably been found."

Lillo Box from the NTSB knocked on the already open door and looked at everyone with a worried look.

“After the no-fly order was issued, all passenger planes except those that had not yet landed responded to the order and stopped taking off, and then we began to contact those flights that were still in the air and had not yet landed.

Most flights responded except one. "

Hotchner's eyelids twitched, "Which one?"

Leo Box swallowed nervously, "Transoceanic Airways Flight 61, it left Santiago at 14:05 GMT and was originally scheduled to land in Washington at 19:15.

This is a Boeing 747-400 aircraft with 301 passengers and 8 crew members. "

Jack subconsciously looked at the time. It was now around 9 a.m. local time in Colorado and 16:2 GMT. In other words, the flight had already taken off two hours ago.

"How long have you been out of contact?" Hotchner's calm tone made him feel slightly relieved.

"As of now, 15 minutes ago, according to radar monitoring, although the plane has not changed its altitude, its route has changed." Leo Box's voice was still trembling slightly.

Reid projected the surrounding map on the big screen, "Although this place is desolate, it is still very difficult to investigate the 28 square miles surrounding Tashan, not to mention there are a large number of caves near here."

"He needs to invade the satellite network and need radar to track the aircraft's heading. He has also sent threatening text messages before. The necessary network and hardware equipment must be indispensable. Rhett, can you use this to narrow the scope?"

Jack said, gesturing like a satellite receiver.

"It's a long shot. With just the right amount of camouflage for the radar antenna and satellite receiver, even a low-altitude helicopter search is likely to miss it."

Rhett touched his chin and began to think about the map.

Jack continued to use his imagination, "We caught David Marshak's gang before. They often hunt near there. You can ask them if they have found anything suspicious in their daily life, or have seen similar people. "

When Jiejie saw Hotchner nodding to her, she immediately understood and went out to find the commander, Major Reardon.

"It is likely that it will be too late to search house-to-house. It is obvious that Washer's target this time can no longer be in a deserted area. He needs a powerful location that can cause huge casualties and attract attention."

Emily's words made Rossi look thoughtful, "We previously speculated that the previous crash was just a test. Assuming that his goal was to crash the plane and kill everyone, then he actually failed."

"The first officer is still alive," Hotchner blurted out.

"Yes, such highly intelligent people are usually extremely conceited, and perhaps failing to fully achieve their goals will expose their flaws." Rossi expressed his guess.

Jack immediately understood what he meant and said to Garcia, who had not hung up the video, "Beauty, I remember asking you to help screen the sources of threats against Frank Canforth and his wife on the Internet. Is there any result?"

Garcia snorted, as if he was very dissatisfied that everyone had just forgotten her.

“After screening, a suspicious post was found. His reply was ‘Unfortunately, this bastard is too lucky, but only this time!’, but within half an hour he deleted his post.

The guy who spoke hid his IP address and used dozens of "broilers". I have followed him halfway around the world. "

<divclass="contentadv"> "The fair duel is over, dear, find foreign aid immediately, we don't have time." Jack urged.

Garcia rolled his eyes, "I've already looked for her. She said to give her ten minutes, but she asked you to treat her to grilled fish when you get back."

Everyone on the sidelines was confused. Although they all knew the poor girl Justine on the farm who looked a little different from ordinary people, no one knew that she was actually a top hacker except Jiejie who had just left.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Jiejie and the commander, Major Rearden, appeared at the door.

"I just finished a phone call with the president. Based on your profile, senior officials believe that the other party's purpose is to create a second attack similar to 911. The president also agrees with this. He has just issued an order to the North American Aerospace Defense Command.

Two F-22s scrambled and, if necessary, we would shoot down Transocean Airways Flight 61. "

Convex

Everyone looked ugly, and Jack also cursed secretly in his mind, so unlike the previous life, the F-22 fighter's first air-to-air kill record will be changed from a high-altitude weather balloon produced by Siris to its own large passenger plane, right?

She quietly rolled her eyes at the black female major next to her, "I just asked David Marshak's group, and they have not heard of Hyman Washer or anyone who fits a similar description. Unidentified facilities have been found nearby.”

"Let's go first. Let's take two cars and head towards Tashan. We'll wait on the road for Garcia to send the latest coordinates." Hotchner ordered.

Although the order to shoot down was issued to avoid greater casualties, everyone felt very uncomfortable when they thought that a passenger plane carrying more than 300 people was shot down due to the psychological profiling of their own team. .

The only thing that can be done now is to stop the other party as much as possible before this tragedy occurs.

Jack drove with Rosie and Jiejie in his car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out first. On the way, he called Justin directly.

Ignoring the small talk, he asked directly, "Is there any way to use hacking methods to cut off Hyman Washer's intrusion into Flight 61?"

Justin no longer needed to use an electronically synthesized voice to talk to Jack. Her real voice was directly recognized by Rosie, which attracted his frequent glances.

"It can't be done for the time being. He has already discovered me. I won't be able to break through his defense network in a short period of time, but you can go over and smash his system yourself. This mole thinks he is hiding well."

After speaking, Justin sent a latitude and longitude coordinate.

"Great job, Justin!" Jack excitedly slapped the steering wheel.

Just as he was talking, another call came in, it was Lilo Box.

"Agent Tavole, Agent Hotchner, it's a three-way call now. Flight 61 has just shut down ACARS (Communications Addressing Reporting System), but the course has been corrected again and is still heading towards Washington, DC."

"So Washington DC is Washer's Hiroshima. No target is more eye-catching than a country's capital." said Hotchner in another car.