Chapter 54: Go straight to Huanglong
Jack hammered the last nail into the sink cabinet and sat down on the ground. Today's progress was considered completed.
“Next time, remember to hit your head. Criminals will not shoot you in the thigh. I don’t have many friends. I hope that by the day I retire, there will be many of these guys around me.”
John laughed: "Then I have to work hard to stay healthy, especially to have a good relationship with my dentist. I don't want to wait until I am in my 70s to be unable to bite that delicious stew you made."
“That’s okay, I have a lot of recipes suitable for the elderly, even those without teeth can enjoy them.”
Naturally, when looking for someone to work, you need to treat them to good food and drinks. For lunch, the two just had simple pasta mixed with Jack's homemade tomato sauce, a minced meat stewed egg, and sprinkled with black pepper. John was full of praise for what he ate. .
For dinner, Jack stewed a roasted chicken with chestnuts. Taking into account the American's preference for sweet taste, he added a little more sugar, added a piece of kale with oyster sauce, and served it with fragrant rice, which made this guy burp.
After seeing off the satisfied John, Jack returned to the house and was about to start his routine exercise when his cell phone suddenly rang. Looking at the unknown number displayed on the screen, his expression suddenly became serious.
“Jack Tavole, LAPD Wilshire Division patrol officer, has just been on the job for half a year and has already ended his internship ahead of schedule. Your resume is very good and you killed someone in less than 6 months. 5 criminals."
Jack remained calm. The familiar electronically synthesized female voice had already made him guess who the other party was, and he answered calmly.
"Thank you for the compliment, but it's not very polite to randomly investigate someone's background. Are you a friend of the man in the suit the day before yesterday?"
The other party was silent for a while, seeming a little bit dissatisfied with Jack's calm attitude. I didn’t quite understand. It took about a minute before the electronically synthesized female voice came again.
“What do you know?”
“I know nothing, but I am as interested in you as you are in me.”
Opposite His voice fell silent again, as if he was uncomfortable with having the initiative taken away from the conversation. After a long time, the call was suddenly hung up.
Jack put away his cell phone, thought for a moment, and rushed into the bedroom in three steps. Five minutes later, he left his home carrying a travel bag, got into his car, and drove to Los Angeles Airport.
Seven hours later, after walking out of the Chicago airport, Jack took out a disposable mobile phone he bought at a convenience store before boarding the plane and made a call to the car rental company. Soon, a blue car that had been scheduled in advance arrived. The Ford sedan stopped in front of him.
Taking the key from the driver, Jack called the goth girl Abby Shouto again: "Did you find it? Give me the address."
9 in the morning Before it was too late, the blue Ford sedan parked in the parking lot of a small shopping mall on Wabash Road in Plain Town. Jack got out of the car and found one of the dazzling piles of signs hanging on the front of the shopping mall.
【ZZZ Accounting Firm】
With a satisfied smile on his face, he gently knocked on the door of the accounting firm's office.
"Please come in."
Hearing the deep male voice coming from inside, Jack walked into the office. He was an unusually burly white man in a suit and ties, wearing thin-rimmed black square-rimmed glasses. Sitting behind his desk, he held a P14 pistol equipped with an Osprey silencer in his right hand on the desk, facing him.
“Isn’t it too unkind to treat a friend like this?”
Jack put down his travel bag from his shoulder and threw it casually on the floor beside the door. He slowly opened his coat and showed it He paused to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon.
"I just got off the plane. The FAA (Federal Aviation Administration) will not allow an ordinary LAPD patrol officer to carry weapons on a flight."
"Who are you?" I was confused by Jack's behavior. "Batman"'s eyes wandered. He was not good at dealing with people, and now he had no idea how to deal with this strange young policeman in front of him.
"Jack Tavole, Patrol Officer, LAPD Wilshire Division, hasn't your friend already investigated me? Mr. Christian Wolfe."
Jack is at the office They sat down at the table and looked each other in the eyes, until he avoided looking at each other again. "Your friend called me yesterday, but I prefer face-to-face communication, so I took the liberty to come and visit."
Christian Wolff put away his P14 and loosened his blue tie awkwardly.
"How did you find me at that time? I have observed the angle of the sun at that time. It is impossible for you to find the reflection of the scope."
Jack smiled slightly: "Everyone has their own Isn't it a secret, just like you? You can think that I have a sixth sense that is beyond ordinary people."
As he spoke, he took out five 10-cent coins from his pocket and placed them one by one. On the desk in front of him, the coin was face up, with the face of George Washington on it.
Jack moved very slowly and lined up very neatly. He even carefully turned Washington's head towards the opponent. When he placed the last coin, he seemed a little careless. The direction of the portrait on the coin was a little crooked. .
Christian Wolfe suddenly felt bad. He resisted the urge to reach out, his eyes twitched, and his fists under the table were clenched tightly.
"You see, you are not the only one who has hacker friends. Of course, we are even now."
Jack said, readjusting the crooked coin. .
“Can you tell me now, what do you want to do with me?”
The accountant’s tense nerves relaxed and his complexion became much better.
"We originally thought you were just an ordinary policeman and wanted to reach some mutually beneficial cooperation with you, but now it seems you don't need it."
Jack waved his hand: "No, no, no, you misunderstood "Yes, I am indeed just an ordinary LAPD at the moment. Can you elaborate on the cooperation your friend mentioned before?"
The accountant's face was still expressionless, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. But he still started to narrate in a calm tone.
“I have done some financial work for several trafficking groups and have some information, so I need some friends to cooperate with me.”
“What do you mean by cooperation? "Jack was a little confused.
"Kill those D lords or send them to prison."
"Can't you do it yourself? Just like you did the day before yesterday."
The accountant shook his head: "I can't possibly kill them. Every bad guy who comes to me to do accounting or launder money will damage my reputation in the underground world."
Jack laughed dumbly: "So you did it yourself yesterday because..."
"That. Cole tried to get his guys to secretly take pictures of me, and he's the stupidest gang leader I've ever seen."
Well, although I don’t understand the details, I can tell from the accountant’s tone that there is some personal grudge in it.
"Then why did you think of cooperating with me? Just because my excellent sixth sense allowed me to detect your presence hundreds of meters away?"
Jack is still a little confused. , I can’t think of a reason why this accountant came to find me.
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(End of this chapter)