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

While analysts were searching traffic surveillance for the unlicensed gray BMW, Jack made a solo trip to the small office where Jubal was staying.

"Although I know this is not polite, as my official partner in the near future, I think it would be better to come here and care about you. Do I know what happened?"

Jubal is not the kind of person who deserts his job regardless of his work. In addition, he always makes people feel a little absent-minded recently. Then there are three major crises for middle-aged men: being old at the top, being young at the bottom, and being unemployed. These three things Just do a simple elimination method.

Jack has almost never heard him mention his parents, which means they are either dead or emotionally estranged. His work is going smoothly, and he will soon be the official director of the wanted criminal team, so there should be no other reason besides his two daughters who live with his ex-wife.

"It's just some personal matters, uh." Jubal subconsciously stood up and looked at Jack, and at the same time reached out to close the laptop screen in a panic.

Jack looked at him without saying a word. They had been getting along for almost a year. Whether they were work partners or personal friends, they were pretty good. At least he thought that the two parties should have been good friends for a long time.

Jubal was at a loss what to do. Like Rossi, an Italian, he liked to use various gestures when speaking. He was the type who couldn't even speak well when his hands were tied.

At this time, he touched his ears and made gestures. Finally, his shoulders slumped and he said dejectedly, "It's my eldest daughter. She wasn't feeling well some time ago. She often vomited when she got up in the morning. The pediatrician did a blood test and said the condition was OK. Too optimistic."

"Why are you not so optimistic? What's the problem with suspicion?" Jack was a little speechless. Is he really on the trend of becoming a wet nurse recently? I just went to Germany to rescue one, but why did Jubal's child have another problem?

"The doctor didn't say anything, he just suggested seeing an expert." Jubal tried hard to smile, but in fact his expression turned out to be uglier than crying.

Jack stepped forward and opened the laptop in front of him. Two search results were displayed on the search page, one for "childhood aplastic anemia" and the other for "childhood leukemia".

Baidu (the same goes for Google) is a must for medical treatment. Before he knew what was going on, he had already scared himself half to death. Jack looked at the tearful middle-aged man in front of him and didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

"When is the appointment with the expert? This kind of examination requires bone marrow puncture. The child will need you to be by her side then." He could only ask the situation clearly first. It would be best if the child could be cured before the examination results came out. OK

Jubal also realized that his emotions were a little too much, so he wiped his face and regained his energy. "Tomorrow morning, her mother will accompany her there first. If from my side..."

"There are no ifs." Jack interrupted, "You can leave now if necessary. Don't worry, we will cover for you."

Jubal shook his head, "I am also needed here."

Jack deliberately sneered, "Don't take yourself too seriously. We can solve it without you, but this case shouldn't be troublesome. The kidnapper's behavior is too impulsive and irrational. Maybe it can be solved before night. By then I will I’ll go back with you to see the child.”

"I hope so." Jubal sighed, feeling somewhat relaxed, and joked along with his words, "I know you have been eyeing my position for a long time, and I won't let you succeed."

"Please, please hurry up and take over the job of supervisor. Those aunts in the logistics department are going to eat me alive." The two of them joked and walked out of the small office. Jubal gathered his mood and stood in front of the big screen again.

"Guys, can anyone tell me if the analysis of the traffic surveillance video has been completed?" Before he finished speaking, a technician stood up and said, "I may have discovered something here."

As he spoke, a photo was projected onto the big screen. "A high-definition camera captured the unlicensed gray BMW. I sharpened one of the clearest frames."

The image was changed to black and white to improve clarity. In the driver's seat is a man wearing a ski mask, and you can clearly see that he is wearing a pair of gloves on his hands holding the steering wheel.

"Zoom in on the driver's instrument panel. What is that? Does it look like an ETC card?" Jim Aubrey's eyes were not wide, but his eyesight was good. He discovered the key at a glance.

The photo continued to be enlarged, and the QR code on the ETC card could be clearly seen. It only took the beautiful technician Alice Taylor less than ten minutes to find out the identity of the car owner through the QR code.

"This card belongs to a 45-year-old white male. Well, he is also a doctor named Lucas Caldwell." Alice Taylor said in surprise.

Then a series of background information was retrieved from the relevant database, "There is no criminal record, and he opened a private internal medicine clinic in Manhattan. He does have a gray BMW car in his name. What's even more strange is that his car has not been used." Report theft.”

Jack smiled, "So he has the same profession as our kidnapped person, which makes him look very suspicious. Maybe this case can be solved today."

Of course he knew that things were unlikely to be that simple, but at least it was a good start and he could follow along.

With Hannah and Jim Aubrey in body armor, Jack changed into a Suburban and headed to Lucas Caldwell's Long Island residence.

When they arrived, before the car stopped, Jim Aubrey, who had been looking out the window, sighed, "This community is not cheap."

"Except for intern doctors who are squeezed to death, I have never seen a Doctor who is short of money."

Before Jack could finish his words, he saw Hannah pull out her gun as she opened the door and got out of the car, "The apartment door is open, the situation is not good."

"Be careful, there are surveillance cameras under the porch." Jim Aubrey quickly reminded.

Jack took two quick steps with his long legs and grabbed the entrance position in front of Hannah. It seemed that the previous case really stifled the girl. In the past, she had always stood behind him to cover.

"Ready?" Jack glanced at Hannah, who was facing him, and then looked back at Aubrey. After the two nodded, he shouted, "FBI!"

There was no movement in the room. Jack turned on his perception and walked against the wall after entering. Hannah and Aubrey followed him. The three of them quickly searched every room on the first and second floors of the apartment. No one was inside.

"Safety!"

"Cleaned up!"

"Jack! There's a discovery on the second floor." Hannah shouted from upstairs.

Jack and Aubrey went up the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor, and saw Hannah standing in front of a desk checking the items on it, "There is a wallet and a personal tablet here, and in the wallet is Lucas Caldwell's driver's license plate." I have my ID card, credit cards and cash as well.”

"And his cell phone." Aubrey picked up a cell phone from the bedside table.

Hannah frowned and looked at the messy big bed and the wardrobe with the wide-open door. "It looks like he was forcibly dragged out of the bed. Maybe the surveillance camera installed under the porch captured something."

"Call the ERT (FBI Evidence Response Team) and the CART (Computing and Analysis Response Team). This guy might also have been kidnapped." Jack was speechless. The case became complicated after all.