The old black barber threw the hot towel into the bamboo basket nearby, "That's because you didn't mess with her. There are not many beautiful girls in the town. She is the only one that little Kleiner can't get. What do you think is the reason? ?”

"It sounds like Mr. Mosley knows the Conklins (Rosko's surname) very well?" Jack began to talk intentionally or unintentionally.

"Before that idiot Morrison became the chief of police here, Roscoe's adoptive father, Gray Conklin, was the guardian of this place. When he was around, the Kleiner's little brats would only dare to speed. .”

Mr. Mosley spoke with a mournful expression.

"Conklin was a good man and I don't understand why a good man like him would choose to take his own life in a garage."

Jack vaguely remembered that the death of Rosko's adoptive father was not that simple. He couldn't remember the details, but it was definitely related to the Kleiner Foundation.

The two chatted while watching Reacher and the two young men confront each other through the glass window. After a while, Reacher came back, and the two Kleiner boys also drove away.

"Did they threaten you?" Seeing Reacher's unkind expression, Jack asked directly.

"So, they found out some of my past in the army." Although Reacher still looked expressionless, the anger ignited in his eyes was obvious.

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"Thank you for your service. See you again when you have the opportunity, Mr. Mosley." Jack settled the bills for the two of them, and walked out of the barber shop side by side with Reacher.

"So, now you can tell me your true identity. Who are you?" Reacher finally asked the question.

"LAPD on leave, also a temporary IRS investigator."

Jack did not continue to conceal his identity, and directly informed him of his identity, and admitted that he came here to help his girlfriend get revenge, and his identity as an IRS investigator was only temporary.

Of course, the criminal behavior secretly engaged in by the Kleiner Foundation is to make counterfeit banknotes, and he did not mention anything about the matter in Atlanta. Joey Reacher is still in a coma, and everything will come out of his mouth after he wakes up. Speak up, or you will become a sorcerer who predicts the future.

After listening to Jack's story about what happened to Hannah's family more than ten years ago, Reacher was a little shocked. It was no ordinary criminal group to be able to back a member of Congress for a time and be so ruthless.

"What kind of activities is this Kleiner family doing?"

Jack shook his head, "I don't know. They covered it up very deeply. I only found some clues for the time being. Then I met you. As a former military policeman who once led the 'Special Investigation Team of the 110th Army Military Police Unit' , there must be something extraordinary about it.”

"So, you were right next door to the conference room?" Lei Che logically reasoned out the 'cause and effect'.

"Yes, I don't have the awkwardness of Finlay. I need a partner now, and you happen to be targeted by some people." Jack sent the invitation straightforwardly.

"Well, in fact, I can leave at any time. You are not the only one in this town who has a car." A sly smile appeared on Reacher's face that was inconsistent with his honest appearance.

Hearing this, Jack also showed a smile on his face, "So, you are not going to have dinner with that beautiful female police officer tonight?"

"How about I think about it and wait until tomorrow?"

Seeing that Rachel was still a little hesitant, Jack also understood very well that this kind of thing sounded like bottomless muddy water. Not everyone who had nothing to do with it was willing to take the initiative to go into it. This big guy was willing to consider it, and he was worthy of it. The name of the detective in the original play.

But he was not in a hurry. Anyway, he had a handful of king bombs in his hand, so he didn't have to worry about this guy running away.

"Take this cell phone. It has my number on it. Even if you don't agree, you can take my car and leave tomorrow morning. I just plan to go to Atlanta tomorrow."

Jack handed him a prepaid mobile phone. He had bought a dozen of these on the way here. This kind of thing that is not easy to track is really useful.

Saying goodbye to Reacher, Jack went directly back to the hotel. He called Hannah first and learned that the other big man was still in a coma, but the doctor said he was recovering well. Judging from the brain wave images, he was no longer in a coma at most. It takes more than 24 hours to wake up.

After confirming that no strangers showed up at the hospital to inquire about information, Jack felt relieved, indicating that the Kleiner family had not found their whereabouts. He then told Hannah roughly what he had experienced during the day, focusing on accusing Justin of his prank.

Hannah on the other side of the phone was laughed so hard that she made a bunch of promises about various postures to coax Jack.

Then the phone was handed over to the Wolfe brothers, and Jack expressed his gratitude to Chris and Braxton. These two brothers were really capable of getting along. Just for one of his requests, it could be said that they risked their lives to save Joey Reacher.

Finally, he contacted Justin. The eldest sister had finally calmed down. Jack asked her to help investigate two people. One was naturally Paul Heborg, and the other was Roscoe's adoptive father, Gray Conklin.

There was nothing to say all night, but early the next morning, Jack unexpectedly received a call from Finlay. His voice on the phone was slightly trembling.

"There was another murder. It was Director Morrison and his wife. Was that guy with you last night?"

"Tell me the address and I'll come with him. Don't worry about Reacher. I believe he has a sufficient alibi."

Jack and Rachel's rooms were not adjacent, not even on the same floor. In order to avoid some embarrassing scenes, he didn't bother to knock on the door and directly called the mobile phone number given to him yesterday.

"Big Jack, something happened. Let's meet downstairs. Take the girl in your arms."

"What happened? What girl?" Rachel's voice sounded a little confused, and the surrounding sounds sounded like they were in the car rather than in the room.

"Eh?" Jack was a little surprised. Did he guess wrong?

"You didn't go on a date last night?"

Reacher on the other side of the phone was obviously still a little sleepy, "Rosko drove me to a bar outside the town last night. When we came back, there was a heavy rain and the floods washed away the road, so..."

"So you didn't come back at all last night? I guess the nearby motel happened to have only one room because there were too many people checking in because of the traffic jam, right?"

Jack let out a nasty scoff.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time, and suddenly an angry female voice came out, "Damn it, nothing happened to us. He is a gentleman and slept on the floor all night. We are on our way back now."

Jack almost broke his belly laughing because he actually made a pretty good guess.

"Okay, no more joking, something really happened. I just received a call from Finlay. Another murder occurred. Chief Morrison of the Margrave Town Police Department and his wife were killed last night. .”

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