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

"I think this seems to be a good way to promote it. You know, in recent years, with the interference of some people, the image of the NYPD among ordinary citizens, especially minorities and low-income people, has plummeted.

The sales of Mr. Cassel's novels seem to have always been good. His fans range from the mayor to the janitor of the apartment. If he is willing to sign some liability clauses regarding personal safety, the NYPD does not mind doing it for him. It was convenient for him. "

Frank's words made Jack secretly relieved. Although Cassel always looked unreliable, a man in his early 40s lived as recklessly as a teenager in his early 20s.

But it is undeniable that this is where his personality charm lies, and Jack really can't dislike this guy.

It is said that a man remains a teenager until he dies. Think about it, the high-ranking Director Reagan in front of him is not the same. He would rather find a female reporter to have an underground affair than find a serious wife to continue the relationship. It is not all for the pursuit of excitement.

Of course, Frank didn't know that someone was secretly slandering him in his heart. Several men talked about the previous case again, and soon Linda and Irene, who had finished cleaning up in the kitchen, also joined in. Just as everyone was talking to each other, When he was coming up with an idea, Jack's cell phone finally rang.

"Tampa is also a Catholic girl. Okay, I get it. Thank you, Garcia."

Jack hung up the phone and met Danny's expectant eyes. He couldn't help but smile at him, "My colleague at the BAU compared Donald Bence's past whereabouts with local unsolved cases. Guess what she found. ?”

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Jack didn't show off anymore.

"There is an unsolved case in Tampa, Florida. The case of a missing girl, about the same age as Teresa, a little girl from a Catholic family. The local police have not been able to find the body. The time was five years ago, and it happened to be Donald Burns. While living there.”

Danny's face showed excitement, "Great, it can't be such a coincidence. I'm going to call Tampa to see if I can get the case records and news reports at the time. I will definitely find clues to prove this." Guy is guilty."

"No, just go back to the police station and find a printer connected to the computer. She will send us all the information." After Jack said this, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"If you need any resources, please call me at any time." Frank waved to the two of them, telling them to hurry up.

"Wait, little sister, I said we can do it." Before Danny left, he clenched his fist and waved his arm to Erin, looking like he was winning.

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"How many more are there?" Danny looked blankly and moved away the second printer that was damaged due to overheating and replaced it with a new one.

"Well, it's almost over. There are only the last two hundred or so pages left, but there are still some interrogation recordings. You need to find a few more people to listen to them."

Jack, who was sitting in front of the computer printing information, did not expect that there would be so many. In the past, it was quite easy for Jiejie to sort out the case materials, and she could finish them in just a few document bags.

But then I thought about it and realized that all I saw was the preliminary work. When the case was concluded, it seemed that it was Jiejie's busiest time. A large number of documents, on-site inspection records, on-site photos, etc. all needed to be sorted out.

It can be seen that the work of the Tampa police at that time was actually quite meticulous. The interrogation records they produced were packed into three cardboard boxes. In addition, there were also third-party information such as reports from various local media before and after the incident.

Danny directly mobilized the entire office of detectives to help, each assigned a cardboard box, to look for clues that could connect this case to Donald Burns.

After a busy night, the police detectives in the office were all dizzy and dull-eyed. The two who were listening to the recording with headphones fell asleep unknowingly, and the smell of smoke in the fire escape was even more intense. Passing through the corridor, it filled the entire office.

"Hey guys, come on, wake up, it's less than half a day until that bastard Donald Bence walks out of the detention center."

Danny walked into the office holding a full plate of coffee and several bags of donuts hanging on his arms, "Did anyone find anything?"

"I see you're ghosting now, buddy." His female partner, Jackie, who has the same name as Jack, held her chin, and the eyeshadow around her eyes was smeared to her temples.

Jack put down his cell phone. He had just sent a message to Hannah, explaining why he couldn't pick her up at the airport. He continued to pick up the copy of the newspaper in his hand and read it.

"Hey, look who this is!" Danny put down his coffee and looked at the office door with surprise.

"He's there!" With a sweet and lovely cheer, a small figure jumped into Danny's arms.

"How are you? Little cutie." Danny bent down and hugged the little girl Theresa, and Jack beside him couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

"I made you a cake." Teresa pointed to her mother who was following her.

"Wow, look what is this? A cake? Did you make it yourself?" Danny took a cake wrapped in plastic wrap from Mrs. Campos, and was surprised to find that there was chocolate sauce written on it. own name.

Teresa nodded shyly and shyly returned to her mother's side.

"Thank you for saving our child." Mrs. Campos seemed to have changed. She was no longer the sad and desperate middle-aged woman. Her face was full of joy and gratitude.

"As long as she comes home safely." Danny's old face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.

"Thank you very much." Mrs. Campos held Danny's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes again.

"Hey, Theresa, do you want to take a walk around the NYPD headquarters? Jackie, can you show them around?" Seeing Theresa nodding vigorously, Danny waved to Jackie.

Jackie naturally stepped forward and took the little girl's hand, "Come on, little girl, Danny still has something to do, can we come see him later?"

"Seeing this scene makes people feel that everything we have done is worth it, doesn't it?" Jack joked. This guy usually looks like a tough guy, but a seven or eight-year-old girl can make him At a loss.

"It would be better if we could not let that pervert Donald Burns go unpunished. Once this guy is freed, I don't know how many girls there will be." Danny put away his smile and looked sad again.

Jack leaned back in his chair, picked up the copy of the newspaper again, and murmured, "There will always be a way, always."

The next moment, his eyes were attracted by the photo in the newspaper, "Danny, do you still remember the necklace hanging on Donald Bence's wife's chest when we visited her that night?"

"What necklace? You mean the cross inlaid with pearls that she has been holding in her hand?" Danny leaned his head over.

"Looking at this photo, does it look familiar to you?" Jack showed the copy of the newspaper in front of him.

Although the photo in the newspaper is a bit blurry, and after scanning and printing, it is only possible to barely make out the facial features of the missing girl published on it, but the cross necklace hanging on the girl's chest can still be vaguely distinguished. of pearl inlays.

"Looks like we'll have to pay another visit to Mrs. Burns."