The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 637 Blue Templar
"Yesterday I took two jobs worth $2, MLGBD. My income has been so bad recently. If I want to take a job worth $50, I can just ask him not to bring an umbrella."

It was so easy to hear a standard Mandarin sentence, but it contained such unpalatable content. Jack plucked his ears and walked silently beside Danny.

"How's it going?" Danny looked at him expectantly.

"I didn't ask for any useful information. No one could tell me Mintai's last name, where she worked, and I don't know where she moved. Most people just smuggled here. These 'Gong xi fong' are just them It’s just the initial place to stay, just like Fatty Ding’s Plaza in Los Angeles.

These people are afraid of the police and even more afraid of the gang members. They have been deprived of too many things by those people along the way, including dignity and shame. "

Jack shook his head. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment. The environment here was even worse than the basement where the Ukrainian girls who had been trafficked here lived. At least in the basement, everyone could have a card of their own. mattress.

What made him feel sick was that just by asking a few questions, he found out that most of these women smuggled here voluntarily, and in their perception, this place was still a paradise.

Yes, Jack couldn't figure out whether there was a kind of self-hypnosis or something in it. Anyway, when he wore his white face and tried to communicate with these women in deliberately poor Chinese, what he got The feedback is unanimous, this is paradise.

Yes, even if their living environment is so bad, and even if some people are not engaged in the flesh business, they will be humiliated on the way out, but the answer they give is still the same.

Everyone was vividly describing to him the kind of hell they had been in, no freedom, full of despair, and even unable to breathe.
Even psychologists like Jack couldn't tell whether these women were simply memorizing certain words when they said these words, or whether they were completely narcotized.

There was a red-haired woman sitting in Dana's office. She looked to be in her forties, with a very ordinary appearance and a somewhat nervous expression. She subconsciously stood up when she saw the two of them.

Compared to the ones from the mainland, the girl from Hualien looked the most normal. This girl from the island's aboriginal group was tricked by relatives.

"Is there any new mission?" Jack saw that both of them looked a little strange. Agent Ryan was obviously a little too nervous, and Dana's face turned pale after she returned to her place. She didn't know what happened.

"This is Special Agent Ryan from the Washington DC office, and this is Senior Agent Tavole." Dana simply introduced herself to both parties with a straight face.

The girl had to work in a restaurant in Chinatown during the day. Jack recorded her contact information, said goodbye to Danny temporarily, and returned to the FBI office in the federal building.

Especially as she spent time with Jack, the slight misogyny she once had gradually disappeared, at least on the surface it was almost invisible.

The girls gathered together and discussed in low voices. They were nothing more than questions such as: Why did your skin become so good as soon as Jack came back? Your whole body seemed to be glowing. Is the nourishment of love really so magical? You didn't even do anything. Put on makeup, it’s time for me to fall in love or something like that
It wasn't until the female boss Dana Moger appeared that the sound in the big office suddenly became quiet. Jack was about to slip away, but she called him to his office.

Jack first went to the big office to say hello to Jubal and prepared to chat for a while. He had been busy all night, and now it was just time to go to work in the morning. When Hannah, dressed in professional attire, walked into the office in high spirits, before the two of them could He said hello, but attracted exclamations from several female analysts.

Whether the sweet girl is in the LAPD or the Los Angeles office, or after coming to the New York office, she has always been very popular among her colleagues, especially female colleagues.

Working with Danny, an NYPD detective, is only part of his job. After the previous joint operation, he submitted a lot of reports and that was not the end of it. Some reports would be sent back for supplements. There are still many emails from other departments that need to be answered one by one. He is now a very busy man.

Her native language is Amis, and she only became proficient in Mandarin and English after coming to New York. She even changed her name later.

She walked to her desk and sat down, and said bluntly, "Agent Ryan, I don't care whether you received the order from the Department of Justice or any other department. It is not acceptable to bypass the New York office and investigate the NYPD privately. of."

Ah, Jack just sat down on the sofa nearby and was stunned for a moment. Investigating the NYPD? Or did you bypass the New York office? What the hell is going on?

Unexpectedly, the shocking news was still to come. After listening to Agent Ryan's so-called "explanation", Jack became numb on the spot. Why did she bypass the FBI New York office and investigate the NYPD privately? It was just a trivial matter, but she actually stayed with the Reagan family. In connection with the death of his second son, Joey Regan. "We suspect that there is an internal gang in the NYPD, and we have linked it to a series of money laundering, stealing stolen goods from drug cases, and hiring murders. This organization is called the Blue Templars.

Joey Regan did not die in a crackdown on drug dealers as rumored by the outside world. He was silenced. We suspect that he died at the hands of someone within the NYPD. "

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Jack waved his hands repeatedly to stop her from continuing.

"You are saying that not only did you conduct a private investigation without telling the New York office, but without informing NYPD Commissioner Frank Regan about the matter, you secretly contacted his second son, Joey Regan, to ask him Working undercover to investigate this so-called 'Blue Templars' organization?"

"We are not sure about the size of the other party's personnel and whether it has penetrated into the higher-ups of the police station." Agent Ryan glanced at Dana in front of him with a slightly uneasy look, and lowered his eyelids with a guilty conscience.

"I" Jack resisted the urge to curse and finally understood why Dana was so angry. Are all these people pretending to be shit?
They suspected that the director of the NYPD might be involved. They couldn't even trust the FBI office in New York, but they hired the director's son as an undercover agent to investigate. What kind of brain circuit could come up with such a genius idea? The most important thing is that his son was killed because of it.

Jack couldn't imagine how furious Frank Regan would be when he learned the news.

"Do you think that just because the 'Blue Templars' are hidden in the NYPD and are part of the NYPD's internal corruption problem, Frank Reagan wouldn't blame the FBI for his son's death?"

Jack sarcastically said that he probably knew why they were so secretive that they didn't even dare to let the New York office know. No matter whether the case was completed or screwed up in the end, it was the New York office that would be unlucky in the end anyway, they guys from Washington. When the time comes, just pat your butt and leave.

Thinking of this, something suddenly moved in his heart, and he looked at Agent Ryan in disbelief, "Could you be looking for the youngest son of the Reagan family, James Reagan again? He appeared inexplicably last night." Chinatown', and was accidentally involved in an attempted kidnapping case. Does it have anything to do with you?"

To be honest, when he saw Agent Ryan turning his head guiltily and not daring to look directly at him, Jack was even ready to draw a gun.

How much hatred is this? Are these guys crazy about getting promoted? The death of one son in the Regen family is not enough. Are they planning to kill everyone in the family? Do you really think that a person who controls the largest police system in the United States is a kind person who eats fast and chants Buddha's name?
Dana obviously learned about what Agent Ryan and the others were doing from other channels, and she didn't know that they were actually secretly contacting James Regan. Seeing this scene, her face, which was already turning green with anger, suddenly turned pale. Even worse.

If he hadn't known that Dana, like him, had not yet come to New York when Joey Regan died more than two years ago, Jack would have even wondered whether these guys were her enemies within the FBI who were sent here to punish her. of.

You must know that the total number of FBI agents in the entire greater New York area is only a few hundred. The tasks they have to handle include various counter-intelligence, counter-terrorism, and countless cases involving federal jurisdiction. This alone It's simply impossible for manpower to be busy.

In most cases, the FBI takes the lead in handling these cases, integrating relevant departments such as the NYPD and DEA to jointly handle the cases in the form of a task force.

Among them, the relatively sufficient police force of the NYPD is the most indispensable. It can even be said to be the most basic condition for handling cases. Without the cooperation of the local police force, they cannot just take any small case and find a witness to question without deploying their own SWAT. Let's work together as a group.

What is the purpose of Dana Moge asking Rossi to come to Jack? Isn't it because she hopes to use his ability to further strengthen the relationship with the NYPD and achieve a win-win goal?

Once Frank Reagan knew that there was another hidden secret behind the death of his second son, and that the FBI had a hand in it, there would be no chance of repairing the resulting rift in the relationship between the two parties.

If Agent Ryan continues to act like a monster and something happens to James Regan, the youngest son of the Regan family, the scene will be so beautiful that Jack can't even imagine it.

Half an hour later, Agent Ryan left Dana's office in disgrace. Jack and his female boss looked at me, I looked at you, and sighed, then covered their heads with a headache.

"We can't hide it from Frank anymore. We will take the initiative to inform him about this matter. Maybe there will be a chance to ease things up. Otherwise," Dana looked at Jack with burning eyes and did not finish the second half of the sentence.

(End of this chapter)