Chapter 510 The Third Bomb
Dana Moreau stared at Jack with burning eyes. She didn't speak fast, but the information in her words made people's hearts beat faster involuntarily.
"Rossi told me that you are the most talented and potential young man he has ever met, and you are worthy of all trust, so I paid a huge price to transfer you to my side."< br>
Jack felt his scalp tingling for a while, but he didn't panic. But such seemingly complimentary words are usually followed by bad things. As expected, he just heard her continue,
"I We just lost two of our best field agents, and the city's subways and tunnels are still closed. Our director called me three times today to ask for the latest progress, not to mention the governor of New York State. The mayor, and those idle councillors.”
Dana Moger leaned forward slightly, "So, dear Jack, can I trust you completely like Rosie?"
This is another step closer. Jack was silent in his heart Rolling his eyes, is there any other answer at this time?
"I am honored to serve you, madam."
Dana Moger showed a hint of cunning, "I will hold a press conference tomorrow afternoon at the latest to inform the public As the case progresses, I hope you can stand behind me.”
Is this the new boss’s way of conveying pressure to his subordinates? It was 10 o'clock in the evening, and what she meant was that she hoped Jack could find out who was behind it before tomorrow afternoon.
As a veteran in the workplace, Jack naturally knows what to strive for at this time.
“The clues we have now are limited, and time is too tight. New bombs may appear outside at any time. Can I take some unconventional measures?”
Dana Moger He waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Just go ahead and do it. Here's a little tip. If I were you, I would first find out about my partner's situation, even if it's just a temporary one."
Those words What does it mean? Jack was a little confused. Naturally, his temporary partner was talking about Detective Danny Regan of the NYPD. Is there anything special about him?
Jack smiled awkwardly and stood up to leave. Just as he was about to open the door, Dana Moger's voice came from behind again, "I heard that you are very skilled and have good marksmanship. The explosion in the Dallas supermarket In this case, you took action in time to prevent the last suicide bomb from detonating, right?”
"Ah?" What kind of question is this? Didn't he remember it all in his file? Jack was slightly startled, and he already roughly understood what she was implying.
Sure enough, Dana Moger continued to say, "I hope you can be so decisive in this operation. I don't want to see more innocent bodies."
"As you wish, dear lady." Jack knew it in his heart. He didn't want to see the corpse of an innocent person, but it would be better to be the corpse of a murderer. On some things, the FBI and the local police were consistent. Yes, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.
After leaving Dana Moage's office, the first thing Jack did when he returned to his office was to turn on his computer and look up the name Danny Regan in the FBI database, and then he understood that the woman What the boss meant.
Danny Regan, fourth-class retired, NYPD first-class detective, father Frank Regan, grandfather Henry Regan, are the current NYPD chief and former chief respectively.
He also has a sister, Eileen Regan, an assistant prosecutor in the New York District Attorney's Office, and two brothers - Joey Regan, a deceased police officer, and James Regan, who just graduated from Harvard Law School. A top student, he still chose to join the NYPD and became a rookie patrol officer.
If this was Du Sairis, he would probably be labeled as "familial", "nepotism", and "hereditary" every minute.
Jack is not so narrow-minded. Being a policeman in this world is not a good job. Even for Siris in his previous life, a low-level criminal police officer did not have to worry about being shot, but he could not avoid death from overwork.
In this world, or in the United States, this kind of police family with family honor is quite worthy of respect.
As expected, there is no simple boss. Whether it is CSI's Mike Taylor or NYPD's Danny Regan, Dana Moger arranged for Jack to get acquainted with them, all with certain intentions. .
When he was in the BAU, Jack discovered that although the FBI cooperated a lot with the local police departments, they were doing dirty work and chewing hard bones.
For those big cases that are easy to detect and have great influence, the powerful local police departments are absolutely unwilling to let the FBI take any of the credit.
The FBI, which has a lot of resources at its disposal, cannot forcefully snatch cases that belong to the state because it lacks jurisdiction. It can only stare and drool. This has led to constant discord between the two, and often requires Take the lawsuit to the top.
Faced with this situation, Rossi's approach was simple and crude. As long as the knife in his hand was fast and sharp enough, he could take it no matter what the hard bone was. Once the case was solved, the local police station would still have to show off. With a smile on his face, he thanked the FBI for the help.
Besides, BAU has many choices. They can go anywhere across the country. As long as they want to take them, they can take endless cases every day.
As the leader of the local office, Dana Moger cannot do whatever she wants like Rossi. Regardless of New York State or New York City, any case within the jurisdiction of the state police and NYPD will not be handled by the FBI. bump.
Except for cases involving terrorist attacks, child abductions, and interstate cases, most of the cases have been in the hands of the FBI. They are basically difficult and complicated cases, and it took a lot of effort to solve the cases. The media may not necessarily pay attention to it, but if you mess up, you will be drowned in saliva in minutes.
Of course, this is just a one-sided perspective after putting your butt on the FBI's side. From the perspective of the local police station, or directly from the perspective of the NYPD, the FBI is also not a good bird.
There are cases where people will bite off the fat when they see it, and they will hang on to difficult cases that have nothing to do with them. The project that Dana Moger wanted Jack to be responsible for was born out of such a contradictory and complicated relationship. She wanted to achieve equal benefits in the name of joint action.
When the case is solved, everyone contributes and shares the credit. When the case is messed up, everyone has an obligation to help suppress the media and minimize the negative impact.
In recent years, the relationship between the FBI New York office and the NYPD has been quite tense. The appointment of Dana Moger as the new person in charge naturally had some considerations in this regard.
In addition to leveraging her local connections and being a good dancer, this joint project is a way for Dana Moger to show her sincerity to all parties and release a signal of relaxation.
But no one expected that the slap in the face would come so quickly. If the serial bombings are not handled well, even if the above does not say anything, Dana Moger will not be ashamed to continue in this position. Sit down and retire early may be the best option.
Jack didn't understand these things very well at first. He lacked interest in politics, and his location also determined that the information he could learn was limited.
Fortunately, he had a good teacher. In order to make him willing to come to New York, Rosie explained the twists and turns clearly.
Now his interests are tied to Dana Moger. In order to make his life easier in the future, he must go all out to solve the case as soon as possible.
So, Mr. Jie spent his first night in New York in the FBI office.
A night without words, early in the morning.
For the first time, Jack stood in a skyscraper and watched the sunrise. As the salty duck egg yolk-like sun reluctantly jumped over the horizon, New York City, with its many tall buildings, ushered in a new day.
The morning sun gilded everything in front of him with a layer of gold. He squinted his eyes, trying to distinguish Wall Street not far away.
The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. He answered the phone and Danny Regan's voice came from inside, "We found another bomb!"
Jack left the office and hurried toward the large office of the operations center. He bumped into Jubal Valentine who had also stayed up all night. Apparently, he had also received the same news.
He directly threw the car keys in his hand to Jack, "This is your new car, take it easy, and be careful of the 'MS-13 Gang'."
Jack took it. He handed over the key, nodded, went downstairs, bought three cups of coffee and a sandwich, immediately sounded the siren, and drove towards the community sports center in Clinton District.
When we arrived at the entrance of the sports center, the place was already completely surrounded. NYPD police cars, fire trucks, and even ESU armored vehicles were dispatched.
ESU is equivalent to the LAPD's SWAT team. The name of the SWAT team in each big city is different. In Chicago, it is called HBT, and in Miami, it is SRT.
"Today a group of boys were preparing for a basketball game here in advance, and someone found that thing in a duffel bag under the bleachers."
A man with a board The blond white man with short hair and a big beard was telling the story to Danny Regan. Next to the latter stood a middle-aged female police detective, lowering his head and recording in a notebook.
"Hi, Jack, here." Danny Regan looked up and saw Jack walking quickly towards him, and waved quickly.
Jack smiled friendly at him and the middle-aged female police detective, and handed over the coffee in his hand.
"Oh, thank you so much. You really saved my life." Danny Regan took the coffee and handed it to his partner. He couldn't wait to take a sip. From the bloodshot eyes It can be seen that he also stayed up all night.
"This is my partner Jackie. Jackie, this is Jack, also my partner, haha." This guy was obviously a little too excited because he stayed up late, and he could still laugh at such a cold joke.
"Don't mind, he drank too much coffee last night." Jackie rolled her eyes, feeling embarrassed for her old partner.
"This is Brick, the supervisor here." She took the initiative to introduce the identity of the person being questioned.
"Have there been any threats here before?" Jack asked.
The bearded blond man Brick shook his head and said he was not sure, "I have only been an administrator here for a few months and I have no clue at all."
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