Chapter 96 Your Girl is in My Hand
Jack raised the corners of his mouth wickedly, used the Dragon King's trick of crooked lips, lifted the evidence bag in his hand and laughed.
"Sorry, look what is this? I found Caleb White's diary. Your admirer is obviously not a serious person. He recorded every case you recounted to him. Come down, every killing, all the burial places, all your secrets"
"So, there will be no more deals, and there will be no police force to accompany you on outings and mountain climbing. If I were you, I will find some other hobbies. After all, you will have a long time and need to enjoy it alone."
Rosalind finally broke through, with a ferocious face, and 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 be so painful that you will kneel in front of me like an insect, licking my toes with your tongue, just to beg me to end your life as soon as possible! ”
"You're too old!" With these incomprehensible words, Jack exited the room and motioned to the prison guards behind him to take her away.
Of course the terrorist Jack didn't dare to provoke him like this. After all, long-range snipers and bomb attacks were not what he could handle now. But he didn't care at all about this kind of serial killer who bullied the weak and only dared to attack the weak.
If this old woman is really capable of escaping from prison and causing trouble for him, Jack wouldn't mind helping her gain a few pounds in an instant.
The next morning, Jack, who rarely slept in, was woken up by a phone call from Christian Wolfe, Mr. Accountant. His sleep time was getting shorter and shorter, and sleeping in was just a way to adjust his mood. .
After all, experiencing a case like yesterday, especially seeing the corpses of victims who suffered inhuman torture, has a huge impact on a person's mind.
After getting up and washing up, he tidied up the guest room a little. Mr. Accountant drove a Ford Raptor with a trailer attached to the back. He barely got the trailer into the backyard. Jack looked at the vegetable patch that had been crushed in half and smacked his lips. Feeling distressed.
The guest room was prepared for Justin. Chris coaxed and coaxed 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.
This way, even if Chris is sleeping in the RV, he can still pay attention to her movements immediately. This girl's problem is much more serious. Jack estimates that it is the limit of how he can get her to communicate with ordinary people.
If he wanted to be like Chris and not see any difference from ordinary people on the surface, or to take care of himself completely, he was not sure at all.
Of course, even so, for Chris and Justin's father, this is already a miracle.
Even though Chris used his own experience to prove it, it took a lot of effort to get Justin's father, Professor Haber, to agree to bring Justin to LA alone.
In fact, this psychology professor who opened a sanatorium and research institute specifically for his beloved daughter with Asperger's Syndrome always believed that Jack was an Eastern wizard who had mastered some mysterious magic. , because science can no longer explain what he saw from Chris.
Of course Jack's treatment of Justin cannot be the same as Chris's. This girl can't accept any stimulation at all now and is able to leave the small room of the institute. This is the first time in more than 30 years.
So Jack could only change his mind. After using acupuncture (therapeutic technique), he used psychological skills to subliminally instill, and guided her in a softer way, so that she could enter a state similar to meditation. state.
I don’t know how effective it was, because just after hypnotizing Justin, Jack received a strange phone call.
"Officer Tavole, right?"
It was a young woman's voice on the phone.
“Hello, who is this?” Jack asked politely since he had never seen this unfamiliar number.
"I have your girl in my hands. I'll meet you at the Rose Cemetery in an hour. Don't tell anyone. You come alone." The call was immediately hung up. Jack was shocked. His first reaction was that something was wrong with the Anderson family, and someone was attacking Zoe again.
Then he felt that it was impossible. His relationship with Zoe and Maureen was well kept secret, and his real girlfriend Hannah, who was well known to the outside world, was in Quantico. What kind of god could kidnap someone from the FBI headquarters?
After thinking for a moment, Jack ran into the garage and dug out a business card from the glove box of the passenger seat of his Chevrolet car. This was the one that Zoe had thrown in before the last car earthquake. A business card.
Taylor’s mobile phone number above is indeed consistent with the unknown number.
Taylor was kidnapped, and Rosalind actually had a follower outside, so her defense-breaking look before was still an act.
I really can’t believe the plot, where has it all gone?
"Want to help?" Chris asked when he saw Jack's expression was extremely bad.
"No, just take care of Justin. This kind of thing is not suitable for you."
Jack drove to the police station quickly, making several calls along the way, and just parked the car Entering the parking lot of the police station, Tim was already waiting there with the FBI tablet.
"Hey, Jack, this is what David Rossi asked me to bring to you."
Jack took the tablet and checked the tracking locator signal, while using the rapid Explained.
"Rosalind also has an admirer outside. The other party kidnapped Taylor, the female news anchor of Channel 8, and wanted to lead me to the Rose Cemetery. Fortunately, Taylor was given a locator before. I will go rescue him now. You can do it for me. I'll go meet that guy."
"If that's okay." Jack gestured slightly with his index finger across his throat.
Tim said nothing and nodded to express receipt.
Jack grabbed the tablet and got into the police car. Just as he was about to start, Angela opened the passenger door and got in.
“What, do you want to leave your partner?”
Jack was grateful, forced a smile, and handed the tablet to her: "Thank you, partner, you are here to guide me. We don't have much time left."
The GPS signal displayed on the tablet was last The location was a private farm in Kern County, about 60 kilometers away. 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 why the signal disappeared is probably because Taylor was put into the oil barrel, 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 blood-stained oil drum he had seen in the old zoo with its inner wall scratched, he became extremely anxious.
The siren was blaring. After the police car driven by Jack drove onto the highway, the speed did not drop below 160 kilometers per hour. The command center had coordinated with the highway police to help him open a fast lane.
(End of this chapter)