The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 96 Your Girl Is In My Hand
Jack raised the corner of his mouth viciously, using the trick of the dragon king's crooked mouth, and laughed with the evidence bag in his hand.

"Excuse me, what is this? I found Caleb White's diary, your admirer is obviously not a serious person, he recorded every case you narrated to him, every killing, All the burial places, all your secrets"

"So, there will be no more deals, and there will be no police and mobilizing people to accompany you on an outing to climb mountains. If I were you, I would find some other hobbies. After all, you will have a long time and need to enjoy it alone."

Rosalind finally broke through, and with a ferocious face, she roared loudly at Jack: "You are dead, I will find a way to get out, I will, and when you fall into my hands, you will die of pain and kneel down like an insect Lie down in front of me, lick my toes with your tongue, just beg me to end your life as soon as possible!"

"You're too old!" Leaving this inexplicable sentence, Jack exited the room, motioning to the guards behind him to escort her away.

The terrorist Jack certainly didn't dare to provoke him like this. After all, long-range sniping and bomb attacks are not something he can handle now, but he doesn't care at all about this kind of serial killer who only dares to attack the weak.

If this old woman really had the ability to escape from prison and come to trouble him, Jack didn't mind helping her gain a few pounds in an instant.

The next morning, Jack, who seldom sleeps in, was woken up by a call from Christian Wolfe, the accountant. He is now sleeping less and less, and sleeping in is just a way to adjust his emotions.

After all, going through the case of yesterday, especially seeing the corpses of the victims who suffered inhuman torture, still has a relatively large impact on a person's mind.

After getting up and washing, he tidied up the guest room a little. The accountant arrived in a Ford Raptor with a trailer behind him. He managed to get the trailer into the backyard. Distressed.

The guest room was prepared for Justin, and Chris coaxed and lied to her for a long time before getting her out of the car. Jack had no choice but to go out and buy a baby monitor to put in the room.

In this way, even if Chris sleeps in the RV, he can pay attention to her movements for the first time. This girl's problem is much more serious. Jack estimates that it is already the limit for her to communicate with ordinary people.

He is not at all sure that he wants to be like Chris, who can't see the difference from ordinary people on the surface, or can take care of himself completely.

Of course, even so, for Chris and Justin's father, this is already a miracle.

Even if Chris used his own experience to prove it before, it took a lot of effort to get Justin's father, Professor Harper, to agree to bring Justin to LA alone.

In fact, this professor of psychology who opened a nursing home and research institute for his beloved daughter with Asperger's syndrome always believes that Jack is an oriental wizard who has mastered some mysterious magic, because science can no longer explain it. All this he sees in Chris.

Of course, Jack's treatment of Justin cannot be the same as that of Chris. The girl can't accept any stimulation at all now, and she can leave the small room of the institute for the first time in more than 30 years.

So Jack can only change his mind. After using acupuncture (therapy), he uses psychological skills to instill subconsciousness, and guides her in a softer way, so that she enters a state similar to meditation.

I don't know how effective it will be, because Jack received a strange call just after Justin was hypnotized.

"Officer Tavole?"

It was a young woman's voice on the phone.

"Hello, who is it?" Jack asked politely, having never seen this strange number before.

"Your girl is in my hands. See you at Rose Cemetery in an hour. Don't tell anyone. You come alone." The phone was hung up immediately.

Jack was startled. His first reaction was that something went wrong with the Anderson family, and someone attacked Zoe again.

Then he felt that it was impossible. His relationship with Zoe and Maureen was well kept secret, and Hannah, the real girlfriend well known to the outside world, was in Quantico again. What kind of fairy could abduct someone from the FBI headquarters?

After thinking for a while, Jack ran into the garage and found a business card in the glove box of his Chevrolet car. It was the business card that Zoe threw in before the last car earthquake.

Taylor's cell phone number above was indeed the same as that strange number.

Taylor was kidnapped, and Rosalind actually had a follower outside, so her previous defense-breaking appearance was still staged.

I really can't believe the plot, where did it all go?
"Want to help?" Chris asked seeing Jack's expression was very bad.

"No, as long as you take care of Justin, this kind of thing is not suitable for you."

Jack drove to the police station quickly, and made several calls along the way. Just after he parked the car in the police station parking lot, Tim was already waiting there with the FBI tablet.

"Hey Jack, that David Rossi asked me to bring it to you."

Jack took the tablet and checked the signal of the tracking locator while quickly explaining the situation.

"Rosalind still has an admirer outside. The other party kidnapped the Channel [-] news anchor Taylor and wanted to lead me to the rose cemetery. Fortunately, she gave Taylor a locator. I'm going to rescue her now. You I'm going to meet that guy."

"If possible." Jack put his index finger across his throat and made a slight gesture.

Tim didn't say anything, but nodded in acceptance.

Jack grabbed the flatbed and got into the police car. Just as he was about to start off, Angela opened the passenger door and got in.

"Why, want to leave your partner?"

Jack felt grateful, forced a smile, and handed the tablet to her: "Thank you, partner, for showing the way, we don't have much time left."

The last location where the GPS signal appeared on the tablet was a private farm in Kern County, about 60 kilometers away, and the signal disappeared at 12:25, 10 minutes before the kidnapper called Jack on Taylor's cell phone.

If the kidnapper's method is the same as that of Caleb White, the reason for the disappearance of the signal is probably because Taylor was packed into the oil drum, and the Faraday cage effect caused the signal to be isolated.

Jack didn't know how long it would take for a person to suffocate to death after being locked in an oil drum, but when he thought of the scratched bloody oil drum he saw at the old zoo, he felt extremely anxious.

The siren blew, and after the police car driven by Jack drove onto the highway, the speed did not go below 160KM. The command center had coordinated with the highway police to help him open a fast lane.

(End of this chapter)