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

"Yes, Owen Jamerson, I made the transcript of his parents. They come from a wealthy white family. His father has a hedge fund under his name, and his mother is a housewife. They are the richest family among the parents of students. I also I made a special note.”

Hannah lowered her head and took out her notebook, flipped through this morning's notes, and continued, "I specifically asked their family if they had received any threatening information recently. Oh, by the way, Owen's mother was the first to provide information about witnessing green... The car tracked the school bus.”

"Did you mention in your conversation that Owen Jamerson can sign language?" Jack's question stunned Hannah for a moment and also attracted the attention of others.

There were all smart people present. After hearing Jack's words, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the video screen. The little boy shrank and pinched his right hand on his chest.

"Play the video again." Jubal shouted loudly, and a group of people came closer.

In the video, after the man in the black hood said threatening words, he grabbed the little boy Owen by the back collar and pushed him closer to the camera. The latter seemed to be scared and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to protect his chest, pointing his fingers But he quickly made two gestures.

First, the index finger stretches out, and the middle finger hangs down to meet the thumb. Then he makes a fist with one hand, and the thumb is sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger, slightly exposing the fingertip.

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"Confirmed, Owen Jamerson's mother said that his cousin Pepper was hearing-impaired and she taught Owen some sign language." Hannah put down her phone and said.

"What a smart little boy. These two gestures represent the letters P and T respectively, but what exactly does PT mean?" Jubal wrote the two letters on the paper and then frowned.

"We don't know yet, but we will find out. The NYPD has just found Givens' dark gray Chevrolet. I am currently on a video call with him. Please help me connect to the screen."

Jack said and handed the phone to a technician, and soon Danny's old face appeared in front of everyone, "Hi, everyone, oh, Ms. Moge, long time no see."

After briefly greeting everyone, Danny pointed his cell phone camera at the car that the NYPD had just found, "Hannah, is this the Chevrolet you saw before?"

"At least the model and color are complete. I can't completely confirm it. After all, I didn't even see the license plate number clearly at the time." Hannah was a little embarrassed. Jack simply looked up at the sky. When Hannah chased him out, he was still dazed and safe. It's spinning in circles in the channel.

"Oh, it's okay. I found a lot of blood stains in the car. The technicians are collecting fingerprints. They will be able to confirm it soon. Let me tell you what I found first."

Danny said as he roughly scanned the surrounding area with the camera, "First of all, this is Queens, and this car is at least ten blocks away from the trash can where Givens was suspected to be hiding.

The second point is that all the blood stains on the car are concentrated in the passenger seat, the driver's seat is clean, and here"

As he spoke, he pointed the phone screen at the edge of the passenger door near the passenger door and continued, "Can you see it clearly? The blood stains here clearly show signs of dragging."

"In other words, Givens was treated like garbage. After being injured by Jack, his companion was actually driving when he escaped." A smile suddenly appeared on Jubal's face.

"Can the people at the CSI laboratory confirm the identity of the driver through fingerprints and DNA as soon as possible? If they can confirm the identity of the other party, they may be able to find the children through this person. Do I need to send another ERT team?"

"It shouldn't be necessary, I have a better discovery here." The camera shook for a while, first two big nostrils appeared, then there was a dizzying shaking, and finally Danny's cry for help, "Jackie? How do I switch this damn camera back?”

Just when everyone in the combat center was about to vomit because of his shaking, the phone was finally operated by another person, and then switched to the rear camera, which was pointed at the wall of a building not far away. It was a white surveillance camera. , and intact.

"I have obtained the video surveillance and will send it to you immediately. I just watched it and it is very clear."

The video surveillance sent by Danny was indeed very clear, but the content was unexpected, because the person who got out of the cab turned out to be a white woman in her thirties.

Half an hour later, in an independent conference room in the Federal Building, Dana Moge sat at the front, next to NYPD Commissioner Frank Regan, in addition to Danny Regan, Jubal, Lacroix, Jack and Hannah, and the only person with a fresh face, Ron Drexler, the head of the New York State Governor's Office who wears a suit and has a bit of a politician's temperament.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the screen at the other end of the conference room, where a video was playing.

"What has become of our American dream? Jobs and future hopes have been taken away by high-ranking politicians, outsiders, and immigrants.

These parasites are clinging to the body of this country. To take this country back for true Americans, we need a violent and transformative moment. Only then can white people stand tall in this country again. This event is special. It’s not easy, but it concerns everyone here.”

On the podium with the Stars and Stripes hanging, a middle-aged white man with a square face, blond hair and blue eyes was giving a passionate speech. Unfortunately, the content of his speech was empty and full of dry sensationalism and agitation.

Even though his gestures and tone of voice were somewhat based on the style of a certain Mr. Mustache, without the benefit of the German language, they were far inferior to them.

Jubal turned off the video with a disgusted expression on his face, then stood up and introduced, "This person's name is Tiger Kane, the leader of a white supremacist organization that advocates violent extremism. We believe that the kidnapped child is in his In my hand, this is a public speech he gave two years ago.

We did a voiceprint comparison between the audio of this speech and the ransom video, and as you just heard, the results showed a match.

According to DHS (Department of Homeland Security) information, Tiger Kane planned and organized a series of illegal rallies in recent years, incited violence, and advocated attacks against non-Christian religious sites. "

Then he switched to another video, which was the surveillance video that Danny had sent before.

"This is his wife Emma Kane, the driver of the dark gray Chevrolet. There is currently no criminal record, but we believe that she also participated in and carried out the kidnapping this time. Fifteen minutes ago, our facial recognition program will She retrieved it."

"I don't quite understand why someone like him hasn't been arrested before," Ron Drexler from the governor's office asked.

"Obviously, he is not at the top of the list of domestic terrorists, and he has gone underground for activities very early. According to the NSA (National Security Agency), they have indeed received some rumors recently that Tiger Kane may He's planning something big."

Dana Moger sighed after explaining, closed the information in her hand and pinched her eyebrows.

Frank Regan's mustache that looked like the great Detective Poirot trembled, "So, the reason why Tiger Kane extorted one million dollars from the governor was probably to plan a large-scale terrorist attack." ?”

"Maybe there will be some funds left for them to continue their activities. After all, the price of explosives on the black market is not high now." Jack added that although the atmosphere on the border between Da Mao and Er Mao is tense and friction is constant, the war has not officially started yet.

"Then what are you going to do? If the ransom is not paid, it will cost the lives of 26 children. It is no different from a terrorist attack." Ron Drexler was a little anxious.

"Of course we will continue to pay the ransom." Frank Regan glanced at him and said calmly.

"It just needs to be treated with caution. The other party has a well-planned plan, but when asking for ransom, they only want cash. There are obviously better ways, such as overseas account transfers or cryptocurrency. There must be something wrong here.

It is very likely that the other party has prepared everything and can immediately conduct transactions to obtain the materials needed to carry out the attack, whether it is explosives or arms, just waiting for the cash to be obtained. Perhaps while we are busy rescuing those children, a bigger crisis will occur. Outbreak in New York City. "

Everyone fell into silence for a moment, and Frank's words hit the mark.

Before the others could continue speaking, Lacroix, who had been writing and drawing in a notebook, suddenly said, "Can we start from their base of operations?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with doubts, he explained, "Givens should be their newly recruited operative. It is obviously impossible for a group of extremists to be squeezed into the small apartment where he usually lives. That would be too eye-catching." .

Therefore, they need a base that is remote enough that frequent people coming in and out will not arouse suspicion, but it is obvious that they do not have enough money, and even before planning a terrorist attack, they have to extort operational funds through kidnapping.

Can we start from this point and investigate the background of all known members of that group, especially the properties they own, the kind that can hide a school bus and 26 crying children without arousing suspicion from those around them? place. "

Jubal nodded in agreement, took the tablet and started operating it, "It sounds very reasonable, I will make arrangements now."

Everyone continued to discuss for a while, until someone knocked on the glass door of the conference room, and an analyst poked his head in nervously, "Everyone, a new video has been sent."

On the big screen in the operations center, Tiger Kane, who did not know that his true identity had been exposed, appeared again, still wearing a black hood and standing in front of the white sheets, speaking in an arrogant tone.

"I knew the FBI was involved, so I asked an FBI agent to come in person and bring a million dollars in cash, all in hundred-dollar denominations, to an alley between Brixton and Reeves streets. .

Only one person, no tracker, don't play tricks, don't let me see SWAT, otherwise all the children will die. You only have 30 minutes, not a second more. "