Chapter 198 The Coveted Twins (1)
“Although it is not an authentic Italian paella, it tastes better than any rice I have ever eaten in Italy.”
Rossi also eats in a very Italian manner, taking his time and taking a sip from the wine on the side.
Of course, Jack didn't say it clearly. His fried rice was really nondescript. The technique was authentic gold-wrapped and silver-wrapped, but instead of lard, he used butter with a stronger aroma.
Compared with Yangzhou fried rice, it lacks the soul ingredients of ham sausage and diced carrots. It contains shrimp, ham and some chopped clams and octopus, but is closer to the ingredients of Italian paella.
It was just that Italian food was so similar to Chinese food that even Rossi didn't notice anything was wrong.
As Rosie slowly tasted the food, Jack took the information JJ was reading from the table and sat down in front of Red.
"Tell me about the situation."
There is not much information, and with Red's reading speed, it probably won't take more than three minutes to incorporate it into his genius brain.
Sure enough, Rhett lay on his back on a comfortable chair, squinting his eyes slightly, seemingly still reminiscing about the ice cream cake just now, but he began to talk incessantly.
"Evan Davenport, administrative assistant to the U.S. Attorney's Office, lives in the Southern District of New York. He is widowed and has entered the Federal Witness Protection Program three times due to repeated death threats over the past decade."
" Sixteen hours ago, between 11 o'clock last night and 12 o'clock this morning, his daughter Trish and her boyfriend were kidnapped on their way home. Trish's boyfriend was shot in the face and died on the spot. Trish's whereabouts Unknown."
"As a father, he joined the witness protection program, but his daughter has no one to protect her?" Jack asked.
"Tracy refused protection when she was 18 years old." JJ answered from the side.
Jack curled his lips, rebellious and desperate adolescence, this is the norm for old Americans.
Then he flipped through the information again and saw a photo, "Trish has a sister? Cheryl? They are exactly the same."
The photo showed two blond girls who were almost indistinguishable from each other. , wearing exactly the same cheerleading uniform, with a sweet appearance and a youthful atmosphere.
"Yes, they are twins."
Rosie wiped her mouth with a napkin and handed over a photo with a blackmail letter on it.
"You must carefully follow the instructions below to ensure the safety of your daughter. You must answer the phone at 8pm, you must write down the instructions, and you must follow them strictly."
After Jack finished reading the contents of the letter, Rosie looked at her watch and said.
“We have to rush to Connecticut within 9 hours, complete the psychological analysis of the suspect, and help Evan Davenport prepare to pay the ransom.”
Jack handed the letter The photo was shown to Rhett and asked, "Have you authenticated it?"
Rhett nodded, pointing to the strokes of the letters above and the handwriting on the document, as well as a few stains at the bottom of the letter paper, "The letter The handwriting on it matches Trish's. She was forced to write it, and here, it was left by salt. "
" These are her tears," JJ on the side suddenly realized.
"Tell me about your analysis." Rosie drank the last bit of wine from the bottom of the glass with some reluctance and turned her gaze to Jack.
“The wording is very interesting. It’s all about how you want it, not when I will call. This represents a strong desire for control and the dissatisfaction of the recipient. The most interesting thing is.”< br>
“Ransom letters usually require in a threatening tone that the police are not allowed to go to the police, otherwise what will happen. This letter did not mention a word. Is he expecting the police to participate or does he mean to provoke?” Jack frowned. , this kidnapper gave him a strange feeling.
“Then take the time to rest and let us give him a surprise.”
Rossi stood up and was about to clear the table in front of him, but JJ had already taken the initiative to take away the food box on the table, along with the empty wine glass.
"Ah, I'll do it myself." Jack quickly stood up, quickly put away the food boxes in front of himself and Red before the beautiful blonde girl reached out, and then followed her to the front of the plane. Drinking room.
When passing by Rosie, he smiled and mouthed to Rosie, "A lovely girl."
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Gulfstream Business The plane is indeed known as the fastest among civil aircraft, and it took only more than two hours to fly to the destination. However, due to the three-hour time difference between the two places, it was already dark when the plane landed.
"Dr. Reed and I went to Evan Davenport's home first. JJ, take Jack to the scene and bring Trish's sister Cheryl back. It is said that she insisted on going to the scene to sense her sister's whereabouts. "
After Rossi finished speaking, he took Red into the car, and the local FBI agent who came to pick him up left a black Suburban for them.
Jack drove, and the two confused people followed the navigation to the location where Tracy was kidnapped.
"What does the induction that Rossi just said mean? Did I hear the wrong word?" JJ asked confusedly in the passenger seat.
Jack was also a little confused and thought for a while before replying, "Is it the telepathy between twins in the legend?"
The two people's doubts were soon answered. When they arrived at their destination, they passed through the isolation zone set up by the local police. In the middle of the dirt road in front of them lay a petite, sweet-looking girl. It was Cheryl in the file photo. .
“What is she doing?” JJ curiously asked two federal agents from the Department of Justice, who seemed to be acting as Cheryl’s bodyguards.
“Lying on the ground?” The tall male agent stared blankly at the beautiful JJ. His brain probably short-circuited for a moment and he spat out nonsense.
The short female agent next to him rolled her eyes and kindly explained to her idiot partner.
“She was trying to feel what her sister was going through.”
"You just kept watching her lying there?" Jack was speechless.
The tall male agent seemed to have finally recovered from the shock of JJ's appearance and shrugged self-deprecatingly.
"These sisters have been trying to get rid of their bodyguards since they were twelve years old. Now that she is willing to stay in our sight, we are very satisfied."
Jack understood two words The implication behind his words was that he couldn’t be too harsh on the paddling behavior of these two people, so he took a few steps forward and squatted down in front of the girl Cheryl, making eye contact with her. .
A typical American sweet girl looks more beautiful in person than in the photo. The black eyeliner makes her beautiful eyes look even bigger. She looks like a character from a comic book. Jack was inexplicably reminded of the lovely daughter of Uncle C's family in "The Secret Detective".
"No, I'm not crazy." When Jack stared at her with a smile, the girl quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and her pretty face with a little baby fat turned red for a moment.
"I felt it. She was dragged out of the car and fell here."
Cheryl took two steps forward and pointed at JJ's feet.
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