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

A guard on the watchtower noticed something was wrong and shouted a warning to Maldonado, who was trying to leave the crowd. Two gunshots were heard, and another guard in the same watchtower shot him down.

"Is this the guard who helped Maldonado escape?" Jack asked, pointing to the guard who fired.

The female warden nodded with an extremely ugly face, "Yes, Charlie Simic, he has been working here for four years and has no disciplinary record."

"What about his family situation? Does he have any relatives here?" Jubal asked.

"He is married. As far as I know, Simic and his wife live a happy life and have a good relationship with their colleagues. I don't understand why." The female warden sounded a little confused.

"Maybe it's just an appearance." Jack lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Jubal, "Inform the state police to send someone to his house first, and then ask Aubrey and Jiejie to run. Even if his wife runs away, maybe he can still be there. Found some clues."

Jubal nodded, took out his cell phone and started sending a message. Jack continued to turn to look at the resolute female warden, "Can Simic usually have access to Maldonado?"

The latter decisively denied, "Purely speaking from the distribution of responsibilities, there should not have been any direct contact between them. As I just said, since Maldonado was transferred here, he has been detained alone. There is a dedicated team of prison guards in charge of him.

Simic is usually placed in the east watchtower, which is where the incident happened today. "

"Where is that group of prison guards now?" Jack continued to ask.

"The two people on duty have been detained separately and are being interrogated." The female warden replied calmly.

It is indeed a federal-level prison. At least on the surface, Jack did not find any problems. From the usual management of prisoners to the standard procedures for responding to accidents, it was very standardized.

Of course, if there is a mole, the prison authorities, including the female warden, must bear unshirkable responsibility, but that will be investigated by the BOP (Federal Bureau of Prisons) afterwards. The BOP and the FBI are both under the Department of Justice. , there is no need for Jack and the others to take over.

The question is, if it is true, as the female warden said, that Maldonado is usually kept under separate supervision, then how did he bribe Charlie Simic?

If someone planned this robbery outside the prison, how did the other party find Charlie Simic? A prison guard with a happy family and a law-abiding family is not likely to be a priority.

Jack didn't believe that all the other guards in this prison were impeccable, so the other party had no choice but to choose Simic, an ordinary prison guard who didn't even have contact with Maldonado.

"Wait a minute, you said there are two people on duty, which means there is another group of people on duty with them?" Jack's eyes lit up.

The female warden was a little uneasy when asked, "There are also two groups of people, a total of three groups of 6 people, who take turns guarding the solitary detention area where Maldonado is located."

It's better than the private prison where riots occurred due to poor management (

The female warden looked at Jubal subconsciously.

"Do as Agent Tavole asks. His orders are my orders." Just like the BAU team, Jubal is equivalent to Hotchner's role. Usually Rossi also has to listen to Hotchner's arrangements. But when things are urgent, both of them give the same order.

The female warden picked up the walkie-talkie and walked aside, making arrangements in a low voice. Jack and Jubal continued to watch the surveillance.

The helicopter landed in the ventilation area. Maldonado, who was wearing an orange prison uniform, bent over and ran towards the helicopter. Simic, who had just killed a colleague, also quickly ran down the watchtower and passed through the isolation passage between two barbed wire fences. Walk towards each other with him.

After Simic ran for a while, he opened a section of barbed wire that had obviously been cut in advance, got into the ventilation area and followed closely behind Maldonado.

At this time, a state police car came for reinforcements with its siren blaring. Simic immediately took off the M16 he was carrying and fired at the police car to prevent the state police from approaching.

The two state troopers in the car were immediately beaten and did not dare to stand up. It was not until the two boarded the helicopter that they climbed out of the car. Together with the other prison guards, they all faced the helicopter that took off again. Fire.

The helicopter's fuselage was hit so hard that sparks popped out, but it still quickly increased in height and flew away.

"Pause, go back, right, right here, zoom in on this picture." Jack poked his finger on the screen.

As Alice operated, the scene of the helicopter leaving became a close-up. Jubal squinted his eyes and carefully distinguished it for a long time, then pointed to the engine position and asked uncertainly.

"The helicopter engine appeared to have been hit."

The surveillance camera equipped with a wide-angle lens on the watchtower has much higher pixels than other locations. However, because it faces the ventilation area from top to bottom, the angle is limited and it did not capture the helicopter flying away.

But even so, before the helicopter flew away from the camera, the surveillance video still captured a faint plume of black smoke.

A smile appeared on Jack's face. "I just checked. The Double Star helicopter is a twin-engine helicopter. Although one engine is damaged, it is not fatal, but it will definitely not be able to fly far. It seems that luck is on our side this time."

No need to explain too much, Jubal already understood, "I will notify the state police and ask them to send the helicopter back to search again near the prison. The previously estimated search distance may be wrong."

"Let them send out drones, set up search points every two miles in a fan shape in the eastern forest, and then use this search point as the center to search in all directions."

Jack hesitated for a moment, and then gave a small suggestion. In fact, this kind of work can only rely on the state police to coordinate the cooperation of various departments. The FBI can provide some suggestions, but whether they will listen is another matter.

The search work that requires hundreds of people is actually a very detailed and professional technical job. It involves a very high level of organization and coordination. Professionals must be dispatched to direct it. It is not like using a walkie-talkie to say a few words in movies and TV shows. That's it.

Anyway, asking Jack to organize it would definitely not be possible. His level was limited to leading a six-man action team, and he had to lead the way by himself. If he wanted to go further, he would have to go to a military academy for further studies.

The rest of the surveillance videos still need to be sorted out by Alice. Jack proposed to go outside with the female warden to take a look, so the three of them walked and talked.

"I have called all the prison guards back to assist in the investigation." It can be seen that the female warden is quite worried.

Jack and Jubal looked at each other and smiled helplessly. They couldn't help with the matter of accountability afterwards, but if this person could cooperate fully from the beginning to the end, they wouldn't mind trying to be as consistent as possible in subsequent reports. A "neutral" position.

"Has the cause of the explosion in the boiler room been found out? C4 or something?" Jack asked a casual question, which once again made the female warden frown.

"It looks like someone placed explosives on the gas pipe in the boiler room." The female warden's face turned pale, as if her heart could not bear it.

Jack quickly changed the topic, otherwise he would be really worried that this person would die suddenly on the spot, "Tell me about Maldonado's usual schedule."

The female warden took out a small pill bottle from her pocket and swallowed two pills. Her brows relaxed a little, "Sorry, today's incident really made it difficult for me to control my blood pressure."

"Well, let me think about it." She continued, covering her forehead. "He has one hour of solitary time every day. He is not allowed to have contact with other prisoners. There is an old-fashioned TV set in the cell. Otherwise, he is not allowed to touch computers and other inmates. Any electronic product.

Visiting by anyone other than the pastor is strictly prohibited. "

"Pastor? How often do you come here?" Jubal asked quickly.

"Once a week, Father Ashton just came here this morning and gave him Holy Communion." The female warden paused and then explained, "This is the condition reached by the DEA and Maldonado. They said that The guy is a devout Catholic."

"Yes, that's what is written in the DEA information." Jack sighed, "Is Father Ashton specifically in charge of this prison?"

"Yes, but he doesn't live here. His church is in Turbeville." The female warden answered all questions and lay down completely.

Before Jack could speak, Jubal took out his phone again and said, "Let Hannah and Clay go there, and I'll notify the family to investigate his background information."