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

"No, I'm actually a coward. When the first trial started, I heard about the terrible experiences of the other three witnesses. I was so scared that I ran back to New York and hid in my mother's house."

Knowing that Jack was trying to comfort her, Julie spoke frankly about her previous experience, "I'm actually a pretty bad guy."

"At least you stood up this time, didn't you? I'm sorry you don't like detective novels, but I don't know any Joan Doe, otherwise I would definitely get you a signed copy of his novel."

Of course Jack didn't know any Joan Doe, because there was no such author at all. This was a pen name derived from the anonymous pronoun "John Doe" when he wrote those domineering articles, similar to the "Zhang San" mentioned by a certain internet celebrity legal expert.

In various cases, "John Doe" is usually used to refer to men who do not want to reveal their identities or whose identities cannot be confirmed. Corresponding terms include "Jane Doe" for women and "Baby Doe" for babies.

"That's a shame. In fact, my sister Lisa is a big fan of Joan Doe's books. She is five years younger than me and is my best friend. It is because of her that I have the courage to stand up as a witness again."

Julie's words surprised Jack a little. He stepped over a rotten tree trunk, turned back and stretched out his hand to signal her to hold on to him, and asked while applying a little force.

"But you have to know that in this kind of case, once you agree to testify in court, it means you will enter the WPP (federal witness protection program), and it will be difficult to see her again."

"I understand, but Lisa has been different from normal children since she was a child. When my mother first filled out the caregiver questionnaire, I was still young and didn't understand what it meant."

Julie used the force to step over the tree trunk, slightly out of breath.

"Autism?" Jack understood what she meant and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Julie nodded and said, "My mother has been taking care of Lisa for a long time, but as she gets older, she is no longer able to do so.

I had planned to finish my studies in Hawaii, save some money, and then bring them over to take care of Lisa."

Jack was even more confused. "In that case, you shouldn't come back. Joining WPP means you will be away from your family for a long time."

"You're right." Julie's voice became a little choked, "In fact, I also used this reason to convince myself to hide back in New York, but one night, the time was very late, about 11 o'clock.

Lisa usually went to bed at 9 o'clock, but she knocked on my door that day, looked at me like that, and then stammered to me that Julie had to go back to Hawaii to make sure that bad people would not hurt other good people again. "

Jack stopped and felt as if a soft spot in his heart was touched. "If that's the case, we may have to speed up. It's less than two hours until 5pm."

He didn't say that the FBI would take over the case later, or that even if she didn't appear in court, Allen Brenner wouldn't be able to get away with it. Since the girl in front of him had made up her mind, he might as well let her fulfill her wish first.

Help Julie get to the court before five o'clock and let her send the bad guy to jail personally. We can talk about the rest later. It can be considered a surprise then.

However, just when Jack gave up his plan to take advantage of the situation and was about to send Julie to the Honolulu court as a priority, someone caught up with him without knowing the consequences.

The two men trudged through the jungle for nearly half an hour and finally climbed up a ridge. Jack confirmed his location with the GPS again and pointed to a hill not far away and said.

"According to the map, we can see the main road after we climb over that hill. Let's drink some water first. Once we get there, we can wait for rescue in peace."

After saying that, he put his backpack on the ground, took out the water bottle and handed it to Julie, then took out the satellite phone to call Danny and Cheng Hao to inform them to come and pick them up.

"Thank you, I even forgot to ask your name." The girl straightened her sweat-soaked temples and gave Jack a bright smile.

"Jack Tawaller, from the FBI."

Jack was about to press the call button, but suddenly stopped what he was doing, stuffed the satellite phone back into his backpack, drew his gun with his right hand, and pulled Julie behind him with his left hand.

"Are they catching up?" Julie staggered and almost fell. She staggered two steps and squatted behind Jack. After waiting for a long time and seeing no movement, she leaned over to his ear and asked in a low voice.

"It should be." Jack secretly sighed in his heart. He didn't know whether these two killers were too lucky or too unlucky. He was ready to give up, but the other party took the initiative to come to his door.

He pressed Julie's head and motioned her to squat behind him. The muzzle of the gun moved slowly along with the swaying of the tropical plants in the forest. Soon, two figures in HPD uniforms appeared on the path one after another.

The guy in the lead had a fresh burn on his face. He picked up a leaf and put it under his nose to smell it from time to time as he walked. Jack looked at his movements, then looked back at Julie's sweaty face, and roughly guessed what was going on.

The other party obviously also had a sensitive dog nose, and Julie, like him, was attracted to mosquitoes, so in addition to DEET, she also smeared most of the bottle of cooling oil on her body.

As a result, the cooling oil was washed away by sweat and rubbed onto the leaves along the way. In addition, they were walking up the forest path, which inevitably left some footprints, which allowed the two guys to smell the scent and catch up with them.

"We can actually hide." As if realizing that Jack was planning to fight two people alone, Julie grabbed Jack's arm tightly.

Not long ago, an FBI agent fell at the hands of these two killers in order to protect himself, and she doesn't want a similar scene to happen again.

"Believe me, even if there are a dozen of these guys, they are no match for me." Jack put away his gun and patted the back of her hand. Then he pulled her to hide behind a pile of unknown large-leafed plants and began to take off his bulletproof vest.

"Do you dare to put this on to scare these two guys?"

Julie's eyes widened in horror as Jack cheerfully whispered about his plan. However, before she could say anything, a stone was stuffed into her palm. Then, this guy moved as nimbly as a monkey and disappeared behind a big tree in a flash.

"Hoo, hoo." Perhaps appearance can really enhance persuasiveness. Julie clenched the stone in her hand like a possessed person and began to count silently in her heart.

Five, four, three, two, one. When she counted to the last number, the girl suddenly appeared from behind a large clump of Areca palms. She screamed and swung the stone in her hand, smashing it hard at the two killers who were only ten meters away from her.

The two killers were startled by the sudden scream, but the guy in front with a burned cheek reacted quickly and dodged the stone thrown by Julie by turning his head.

Seeing the girl standing there stupidly after throwing the stone, the killer couldn't help but reveal a hideous smile on his aching cheek, and pulled out the Glock with a silencer, wanting to end this unfortunate mission.

At this time, neither he nor his companion behind him reacted as to why the girl who had escaped alone before was wearing a bulletproof vest.

"Bang bang!" Bullets flying from nowhere broke the silence in the jungle. The two killers only felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the Glock 17 in their hands almost fell to the ground.

"Ah!" The gunshots were accompanied by two screams that were no less painful than the girl's screams just now.

At the same time, there came a "crunching" sound of branches unable to bear the heavy weight above their heads, followed by a "buzzing" sound breaking through the air. The last impression they had before they passed out was a huge pain coming from the top of their heads.

"Come out, it's done."

Jack landed lightly beside the two killers who had fallen to the ground, waved to the dumbfounded Julie, and reluctantly threw away a piece of dead branch he had just picked up. Such a straight stick was rare, and it was very convenient to hit people on the head with it.