Chapter 502 Going to New York
Because he had a place to live, Jack squinted for a while before Isabel went to bed. Although it was okay not to sleep, but considering that he would be crossing the border tomorrow, there was no need to go to such extremes.
When he woke up, he found a small round face with baby fat pressed against his cheek. He was sleeping soundly, and the hot breath was blowing against his eyelashes, making him feel itchy.
Tsk, the little girl is really unreliable. She helped keep watch all night but fell asleep. He turned on his phone and took a look. He had slept for almost three hours and his energy had almost recovered.
Feeling a bit of cool moisture on his cheeks, Jack sighed silently. He had been PUAing the little girl for the past two days just so that she could listen to something in the future and save the old Hunter couple some worries in the future. After all, The old man is old and does not have much experience in educating rebellious teenagers.
Yes, the guardians he found for Isabel were none other than the childless Detective Hunter and Aunt Didi.
Unexpectedly, the effect was a little too much. The little girl immediately started to have sex. It would take a bad guy. Tsk, tsk, I don’t dare to think about it.
Jack covered Isabel with the thermal blanket, lit the last cigar himself, sat outside the house to watch the night, plugged in the power bank for his mobile phone, and read slowly.
Justin sent him a bunch of messages, all of which were about asking for advice on writing techniques for various boss articles. She just sent one as soon as she thought of it, and she had forty or fifty messages saved up. Just now, when she turned on her phone, she received a message. It’s like refreshing the screen.
Hearing Isabel, who had been pretending to sleep just now, began to snore slightly, Jack's mouth curved. Although Justin was over 30 years old, he was mentally similar to this little guy.
When we get back, we can introduce the two of them to each other. Maybe in the future, Justin will have another best friend besides Garcia.
The night was long, idle and idle, and the power bank had enough power. Jack slowly looked through the messages and replied to them one by one. He now attaches great importance to Justin.
First of all, this eldest sister is really pitiful. There are not many people who can really communicate with her. And he is not a person who talks too much, but he is very used to communicating with people through text. In his previous life, he was online with people. Bickering, typing on the keyboard all day long will not make you tired.
When Justin liked to use emojis before, it gave him an unexpected sense of familiarity. The two of them chatted often, and gradually became more and more understanding.
Secondly, Justin is really useful. Jack killed a Mexican policeman who was transporting drugs at the tunnel entrance. Later, when using his police car, he randomly picked up a family photo of the other party.
Later, at Alarcon's villa, he stuffed the photo into the maid's apron pocket and left it with Chris and Braxton, who came later.
After Justin got the photo from Chris, he checked the information of the Mexican policeman and confirmed that he was just an ordinary policeman who was forced to transport drugs and had no other bad deeds. The information was forwarded to Jack.
Considering the actual situation in Mexico, although Jack didn't think there was anything wrong with shooting at the time, it was because his shot shattered an ordinary family, so he wanted to make some compensation.
However, before he could speak, Justin told him that he had gone around in a big circle, and finally gave the orphan and widowed family a financial aid through a local Catholic church. The money was not much, but it was enough. Let that little boy who likes to play football get the education he deserves before he reaches adulthood.
Aren’t such hacker friends better than those with AI or artificial intelligence?
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The next afternoon, Jack stopped a car on the road leading to the small town of Reynosa, paid $50 and took a ride into Reynosa.
This was one of the routes he had discussed with Cordell Walker before. The territory here belonged to neither the Matamoros Gang nor the Reyes Gang. The person doing the smuggling business here was a nobody. The famous little smuggler doesn't even involve DU dealers.
Cordell Walker has long mastered their smuggling route. What Jack has to do now is to follow the smugglers across the border from a distance after dark.
I found a second-hand clothing store, changed Isabel into a hoodie, rolled up her long hair and stuffed it into the hat. At first glance, she looked like a handsome little boy.
Then he spent $800 on a broken car at a car dealership. After nightfall, he parked it on a remote road, turned off the engine and waited quietly.
In the early hours of the morning, a dilapidated bus bumped along the bumpy dirt road. Jack waited for a long time before starting the car and keeping up with the faint taillight in the distance.
After driving in the dark for 20 minutes, he saw the bus stop in the distance. Jack turned the steering wheel and the old car turned directly into the bushes on the roadside.
Opening the car door, he stuffed the mobile phone and two pistols with the magazines into a waterproof bag, hung it on Isabel's chest, told her to protect these things, turned around and carried her on his back, like a An agile leopard jumped into the woods.
The Mexican stowaways in the bus ahead had already got off the bus. Under the leadership of a young man, more than ten people walked along the path for another half an hour before arriving at the Rio Grande River. .
Thanks to the water conservancy projects upstream, and the fact that this place is close to the Gulf of Mexico, what really hinders people from crossing the river is not the rapid water, but the silt at the bottom of the river. The moonlight was good tonight, and the clear river water shone with sparkling waves in the moonlight. Jack lay on the bank of the river, unblinking as he watched the stowaways wading across the half-deep river.
There was no rush after confirming the position. After these people had finished walking, he waited for another half an hour before carrying Isabel on his back again, one step at a time and one step at a time. The river.
After crossing the Rio Grande, they set foot on American soil again. Jack did not let go of the little girl, but continued to carry her on his back, running quickly through the woods, He followed a trodden path until he reached the main road, and then he stopped.
The police lights ahead flashed, a box truck was stopped on the side of the road, and several federal border police police cars surrounded it, catching the stowaways just now.
Jack took out the mobile phone from the waterproof bag around Isabel's neck, changed the phone card, and called Walker. Not long after, a pickup truck with the "Texas Ranger" logo stopped on the side of the road with its police lights flashing.
“Welcome back!” Walker, wearing a cowboy hat, waved to the two people who were revealed behind the tree.
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"Go to New York? Why?" Jack was shocked by Rosie's words.
Now that the time has come a week later, the BAU team quickly found out the ins and outs of the supermarket bombing, a fundamentalist cult in New Jersey, and the rest was handed over to other departments to deal with terrorists Not their strong point.
The old Hunter couple successfully became Isabel's guardians. They were overjoyed for this smart and cute little girl, which made up for their regrets over the years.
Jack said that he could pick up a ready-made and thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket without having to poop or pee. He didn’t know where to find such a good thing, but Hannah was a little jealous.
What’s interesting is that Hannah is not jealous of Jack, but of Didi. She feels that dear Aunt Didi has obviously become partial after having Isabel, and she is obviously the two old people. My favorite little pumpkin.
Jack would not interfere with this kind of thing. Hannah was just crazy. He was busy cleaning up the mess before it was too late.
The small building that was damaged by the bombing was torn down and planned to be rebuilt, but Jack no longer planned to live in it. This scumbag who liked the new and disliked the old had already begun to think about how to toss the newly acquired small farm.
After spending a large sum of money to transplant the fruit trees in the backyard to the farm, Jack lost himself in the design drawings.
I have no choice. I have never been a small landowner in my entire life. I really don’t have much experience. I have too many ideas in my mind. I wish I could put in rockeries and running water and turn it into a Soviet-style garden.
Fortunately, his already bottomed out money bag prevented his delusions. The little money he had now was barely enough to rebuild his original house. As for completely renovating the small farm, that was purely wishful thinking.
Although Hannah didn't mind spending the money for him, Jack thought twice and reluctantly refused. After all, freedom is precious, and marrying after the age of thirty is the bottom line and cannot be shaken.
As a result, Rossi gave him such a "surprise" at this time.
"Are the higher-ups planning to use Jack as a scapegoat?"
"That's too much. This happened because of me, and I am willing to take all responsibilities."
Looking at Jie with a resentful look on his face Clean, angry Emily, Rosie rubbed her brows with a headache.
"Jack is still from BAU. This is just an ordinary assignment, a secondment! It will only last for two years at most, and maybe only one year if it is faster. And the New York office promised that he can be transferred at any time as long as we need it. "Come back to help."
Rosie explained earnestly, and Jack just expressed surprise at why the other people's reactions were bigger than the other. Before talking to them, he had finally convinced Hotchner, and now Have to do it again.
"A high-level CIA agent died and another was seriously injured. Jack left the team privately before. Although there is a more reasonable explanation, there must be an explanation for this matter."
Rosie was also helpless. , although the previous actions failed, but due to the concerted efforts of other departments to add insult to injury, the blame basically fell on the CIA.
On the contrary, because of Jack's performance in turning the tide, and the subsequent change in the direction of the situation, the FBI gained both face and attention in domestic counter-terrorism. It was a win-win, referred to as a win-win.
(End of this chapter)