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

"He was injured by a gunshot and can't run far." Hannah kissed Jack on the lips and comforted her. She just felt funny in her heart. Usually when she saw him, he always looked confident and confident, but now this angry scene was still... What a rare sight.

"Tsk, tsk, I really envy you two." Danny Regan, who happened to arrive just in time, came from the other end of the alley with a bad smile on his face. He first put away his gun, then pointed at the corner of his mouth, gesturing to Jack. Lipstick marks.

Hannah had just changed her clothes, but she hadn't had time to take off her flaming red lip makeup.

Jack rolled his eyes at him angrily, took the wet tissue from Hannah's hand, and first helped her wipe off the somewhat mushy lipstick, then turned over and wiped the corners of his mouth casually.

I don’t know where this guy got the face to laugh at me. When everyone was gathering, he would often have sex with his wife Linda. For those who didn’t know, he thought they were a newlywed couple instead of an old couple who had been married for more than ten years. .

"Givens was shot on the right shoulder blade. You, the NYPD, need to immediately notify hospitals and emergency centers across the city."

Jack paused and then added, "Let the patrol officers warn those underground clinics, oh, and also pay attention to pet hospitals and undertakers. Those kind of people should know how to avoid the police's sight and obtain medical resources."

When talking about business, Danny's face became serious, "No problem, and a large police force will arrive later. Since this guy is here, maybe the kidnapped children are nearby, and the NYPD will go door to door. Search the apartment building and surrounding area."

Leaving the rest of the matter to Danny and the people he brought to finish the matter, Jack and Hannah returned to the car and drove towards the federal building. The time required by the kidnappers was less than an hour away, and they had to go back and watch. See if there is any new news.

Less than two kilometers away, the traffic ahead began to become congested again. Jack helplessly spread his hands to Hannah on the passenger seat and turned on the hidden police lights.

Just then, the cell phone rang. Jack pressed the call button and Jubal's voice rang, "The anonymous cell phone you just found is turned on. We have located Givens' location."

Jack couldn't help but cheer up, smiled and high-fived Hannah, "Where is he? Let's rush there now."

"Five blocks to the south and three blocks to the west of you, he is moving north. You should be able to catch him and stop him." Jack's Dodge Hellcat has an FBI positioning, and Jubal can clearly see the location of both sides on the big screen. relative position.

"Sit tight Hannah." After Jack said that, he turned on the siren, then turned the steering wheel sharply and pulled the handbrake. The Dodge Hellcat turned around in a beautiful drift and headed west.

"Can you identify the dark gray Chevrolet through road surveillance?"

"I haven't been able to find that car yet, so keep your eyes open, the other party may change cars." Jubal reminded.

Ten minutes later, the fast-moving Hellcat made another beautiful drift and turned left at an intersection. Jubal's speech on the phone became faster, "The other party should be right in front of you. You are walking in the opposite direction now. Did you see anything?"

"Huh?" Jack looked at the oncoming large garbage truck and glanced at Hannah doubtfully, whose eyes were also full of question marks.

"Squeak!" The Hellcat with its police lights flashing stopped in the middle of the road, blocking the direction of the garbage truck. The two men took out their guns and got out of the car. Using the bulletproof door as cover, they aimed their guns at the two people in the cab. Municipal workers.

"FBI, get out of the car and put your hands where we can see them." As Hannah yelled, two municipal workers with yellow-green reflective strips on their uniforms on the garbage truck looked confused and got off. Che put his hands on the bumper of the truck.

Although the two men didn't feel like disguised gangsters, Jack cautiously went forward and searched his lower body to confirm that the other party was not carrying a gun. Then he took out his phone and pulled up Givens' photo.

"Have you seen this person?"

"Never seen it, sir."

"Is there anyone else in the car?"

"Just the two of us."

The two Latino city workers were so obedient that it was heartbreaking. They placed their hands on the bumper in front of the hood, not daring to move.

Jack didn't dare to let down his guard. It was not surprising that the gang had previously pretended to be bank debt collectors and collected other people's cars, and they also pretended to be municipal workers.

Hannah had already circled the garbage truck and came back, shaking her head at Jack, "There is no one in the cab, and there is no one under the chassis. Is it possible that he threw away the mobile phone and then put it into the garbage truck?" ?”

Jack shook his head, feeling that this was unlikely. Since the other party could turn on the phone, he obviously didn't expect that the phone would be tracked. They didn't find other mobile phone packaging boxes, so it was unlikely that they would throw it away after use.

Now the only place where people can hide is the garbage car at the back. "You watch the two of them here." Jack turned his head to Hannah and motioned for her to stay where she was. He walked to the back of the car and spoke three times. Climbed into the carriage.

Under several large garbage bags, there was a body covered in blood. It was Givens who had been shot by him before.

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The combat center was as noisy as ever, the phone was ringing constantly, and everyone was busy nervously. Dana Moge stood in the corridor with a rather unkind expression.

Seeing the two men returning, Jubal stepped forward and patted Jack's shoulder, shook his head without saying anything, and walked to Agent Lacroix to discuss with him in a low voice.

"What happened? How did Givens die in the garbage truck?" The female boss didn't mean to blame Jack, but now that the only clue was cut off, she was inevitably in a bad mood.

"The specific situation is unclear. The NYPD just found a trash can with a lot of blood stains along the route of the garbage truck. This should be the reason why he was loaded into the garbage truck, but I haven't figured out what happened after this guy abandoned the car. Why are you hiding in the trash can?"

Jack felt his head hurt. Why did he encounter some bad things today that didn't follow the routine? The anonymous mobile phone was indeed on the other party's possession, but there was no call record on it.

"Then his car should be near the trash can. Didn't you find it?" the female boss asked strangely.

Hannah shook her head, "Nothing was found. The NYPD searched two nearby blocks and found nothing. Detective Danny Regan is mobilizing patrols across the city to search for it."

"So now we're back where we started, no trace of the school bus, no trace of the kids, just a ransom demand video."

Dana Moger looked at the big screen, took a deep breath, regained her composure, and said, "Play that video again."

An otaku technician from the IT logistics department said while typing on the keyboard, "The video file has been processed, and some of the underlying data has been deleted. We can't even confirm whether the shooting tool is a camera or a mobile phone.

The other party is a master who is proficient in computers. The IP address for uploading the attachment comes from a proxy server in Cyprus. I have been trying to track it and have followed a bunch of 'broilers' around the earth for more than ten times. To be honest, I don't have much hope. "

During the conversation, the video was played again, and a man in a black hood appeared in front of the camera grabbing a little boy of about ten years old.

The video was not long, and the man in the black hood said less than three sentences in total. The first sentence was a threat. After that, he grabbed the little boy in front of the camera, and then notified the governor's office to prepare one million US dollars in cash. Contact us again in an hour and a half.

The video paused and the screen froze. A female analyst pointed at the screen with a laser pointer.

"We tried to identify the shooting location, but there was no natural light around and no floor was photographed, so it was difficult to tell whether it was a bedroom or a basement. The background panel behind the two people was a hanging white double bed sheet, and no obvious features were captured. Or signage.

So, I hate to say it, but the location could be anywhere, and I'm sorry, to be honest, we couldn't help. "

The female analyst looked a little guilty. Dana Moger was not the one to vent her anger on her subordinates, but instead hugged her shoulders to comfort her.

"Since we lack factual evidence, it's your turn now. Old partner, do what you do best." Jubal forcibly pushed Jess Lacroix forward, who had a look on his face. A dumbfounded expression.

"Okay, okay." Jess Lacroix stood next to Jack and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. "This hooded man is a giving orders figure and is used to controlling everything. This can be judged from his speaking speed, wording and tone. Come on, what do you think? Agent Tavole, oh by the way, can I call you Jack?"

"Of course, Agent Lacroix, your judgment is correct." Jack responded with a smile. This man far surpassed him in appearance, age and seniority in the FBI. This was a very friendly gesture.

"Thank you Jack." Lacroix nodded in response, then changed the subject and raised his tone slightly, "This also means that he is not Sam Givens.

The Sam I knew wasn't that highly educated or confident, so this guy was the real ringleader we were looking for. "

Jubal scratched his head subconsciously, "Although you always have a way to make me irritable, I have never doubted your ability in this area."

Then he turned towards the analysts who were listening and said loudly, "OK, this guy is the leader, Givens is just a member of the team.

This means new bosses, new motivations, and new behavior patterns. Damn, I thought the series of shit that happened today was confusing enough. "

"Wait a minute, is that kid in the video named Owen Jamerson?"

Jack, who had been staring at the screen, always felt that the child's behavior in front of the video was a bit strange. Although he did look scared, especially the moment he was grabbed by the collar and pushed to the camera, it seemed that he was not only afraid of the kidnapper. , more like he was afraid of being discovered some secret.