Chapter 534 Anticlimactic ending and poisoning
After such an incident, there was no need to go to the CSI laboratory. Jack asked Beckett to arrange for a police officer to send Mr. Peacock home. After finding a seat in a coffee shop, the two FBI agents stared at Cassell with unkind eyes.
"OK, OK, I told him. I didn't expect him to be so impulsive." Cassel knew that they had guessed it, and raised his hand to confess.
"Do you know that you almost completely destroyed a family that was already riddled with holes?" Jack deliberately said it harshly. The guy in front of him obviously didn't understand the situation yet.
Casel moved his butt uneasily, his eyes flickering, trying to defend himself, "I just told him that the NYPD doesn't have enough evidence yet"
"No, you make me feel that asking you to participate in this case was a wrong decision." Jack looked like he had betrayed my trust.
"I was wrong. Although I only have a casual acquaintance with Mr. Peacock, as a father who also raised a daughter, I really can't refuse his plea." Cassel was silent for a long time, and finally Give up the defense.
Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Jack said nothing more. After all, he was the FBI. No matter how powerful the big shots Cassell knew at the top, they would not be allowed to participate in FBI cases. In the future, Let Beckett worry about it.
After this idle playboy is rounded and squashed by the strong female police detective, he will laugh at him loudly.
"Didi." Just as the three of them were sitting in the coffee shop chatting, Jack's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a message from Mike Taylor. They found evidence.
CSI found a stain on the overalls provided by Billy, which was caused by pine resin mixed with sawdust powder.
According to the records provided by the Planning Bureau, Billy was indeed assigned to the north of the park that night. In addition to replanting flowers and plants, his work also included dealing with a pine tree that was hollowed out by insects.
Then on Lobi's underwear, Mike Taylor found stains of exactly the same shape. After testing and comparison, it can be proved that this was transferred from Billy's overalls. This is the chain of evidence. Complete.
"Huh? So it's all over?" After listening to Jack's story, Cassell opened his mouth in disbelief.
"Yes, this evidence is enough to send him to jail. Detective Beckett has obtained an arrest warrant. Billy, who just left the police station, has been officially arrested." Jack and Hannah high-fived each other. , celebrating the successful detection of the case.
"This is a little different from what I imagined." Cassell looked quite disappointed.
“Most cases in reality are solved by forensic science. In novel plots, there are very few cases where cases are solved purely by reasoning. In fact, if the NYPD detectives are like the detectives in your novels , I am afraid that the closure rate of serious cases will be even more disastrous.”
This is not to criticize the New York Police Department’s low crime detection rate, it is just to state the facts. Although New York’s public security has always been criticized, compared with Compared with other large cities in the United States, it is already quite good.
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That weekend, in order to celebrate solving the case, Jack prepared a sumptuous table of delicious food and held a small party in the apartment just like he did in Los Angeles.
He and Hannah met many new friends after coming to New York this time. In addition to Cassel and his daughter, Mike Taylor and his deputy Stella Bonacilla, Danny Regan took him His wife was also invited to attend.
The Reagan family is an Irish immigrant whose ancestors still maintain some traditional Irish habits and are even devout Catholics.
Although the British cuisine next door has always been regarded as dark cuisine, Ireland, which is only separated by a strait, has a long history of agricultural tradition, so Irish food is worth mentioning.
Jack specially made a traditional Irish stew consisting of lamb neck, potatoes, onions, carrots, parsley, and the "jacket potatoes" that are essential on the Irish table. In addition, the fresh trout shipped from the Finger Lakes and the veal from Texas also received high praise from everyone. A month after arriving in New York, after unremitting efforts, someone finally rebuilt his home here. food supply chain.
With the famous detective novelist present, everyone naturally chatted about Cassel's new work. In his new book "The Storm Comes", this guy wrote the protagonist of this best-selling book series Derek Storm to death. .
"Writing Derek was fun in the past, but now it's like hard labor, so I decided to end the series." Cassell is very good with chopsticks and has a wide range of tastes. Every dish on the table The food seemed to suit his taste.
“It sounds like you have found new inspiration?” Danny Regan’s wife Linda asked with interest. Although she was not a fan of Cassel’s books, she was very close. Contact with a well-known writer is also a rare experience for a housewife like her.
"Yes, after a few months of rest, I finally found a new source of inspiration, and even thought of the heroine's name." Cassell proudly showed off.
“Heroine? So your next book will be about a female protagonist?” asks Stella Bonacilla, who, in her words, is reading Cassell’s detective novel. A great way to relax her daily nerves.
"Yes, her name is Nikki Hitt, and she is as sexy and charming as her name."
"Cough" Danny, who was concentrating on the stew, almost choked. The name is indeed very sexy, just right. It is a homonym of the words naked and hot.
"Well, let me guess, your source of inspiration is not the beautiful red-haired female detective of the NYPD, right?" Jack, who didn't need to know the plot of "The Secret Detective" said, Han Na also guessed it.
"That Kate Beckett?" Danny Regan had obviously heard of his colleague and picked up his glass to greet him, "Wow, man, then you are in trouble, She is a famously unapproachable iceberg beauty in the bureau. "No, no, no, I don't intend to pursue her, uh, at least not now." Cassel raised the cup and touched it with him. Drinking the remaining whiskey inside, "But she will soon become my muse."
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It’s a new week again. On Wednesday afternoon, Jack was fishing in his office, preparing the outline of his second new book. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then Jubal half The body appeared at the door.
“Jack, something happened.”
Twenty minutes later, Jack’s Dodge Hellcat carrying Hannah appeared at the Deutsche Bank, not too far from Wall Street and also located in the Financial District of Manhattan. Lery Square.
Red and yellow warning tapes of two different colors have been put up here. The yellow one on the outside is from the NYPD, while the red one is on the inside.
"What happened?" Jack and Hannah showed their IDs, crossed the yellow warning tape, and found Danny Regan standing outside the red warning tape.
“We heard that 6 people died.”
“It’s now 8, and the exact number is still being counted. It’s not clear what happened. All we know is that these poor people were sprayed. They fell down one after another like flies infected with insecticide."
Danny Regan pointed at several corpses in the square and said, "Six people fell in the square, and several others fell on the sidewalk. , at least fourteen other people were sent to the hospital, and the crime occurred in eight nearby blocks.”
(End of this chapter)