Chapter 551 The Urgent Case of the Missing Girl
Returning the borrowed golf cart to the enthusiastic citizens, Jack became Danny's driver for free and sent him back to the police station, making an appointment to go there this Sunday. The Director is visiting.
Handing two autographed novels to Danny, Jack turned around and was about to leave. Danny, who had just stepped into the police station, turned around and walked out again, his face became a little expressionless. Ugly.
“What happened?”
“There is a missing child case in Queens. It’s urgent. Are you not busy lately?” Knowing that this guy wants to win over his own man, Jack Waiwai Head, motioning for him to get in the car first.
The Dodge Hellcat had just started, and Jack was about to pick up the phone when his female boss Dana Moge called, "Jack, are you with Detective Regan now?"
Although he He said hello to Jubal before going out, and he also helped the NYPD arrest a suspect, but Jack still felt inexplicably guilty, and had the illusion that he was being caught for being lazy and deserting.
"Uh, yes, sir, I was about to report to you, just now"
Jack was interrupted before he finished speaking, "I already know, your current mission is We will fully assist Detective Regan and activate the operations center if necessary. This time someone wants to make a fuss and must resolve it as soon as possible."
Dana Moger was talking without any end and hung up after giving instructions. After picking up the phone, both Jack and Danny, who pricked up their ears and eavesdropped in the passenger seat, were a little baffled.
"Sounds a little not optimistic." Danny frowned habitually.
"Why are people making such a fuss about the case of missing children? Is it because of you NYPD?" Jack couldn't think of any other reason.
"I'm as confused as you are." Danny spread his hands, equally confused.
But they soon knew what Dana Moger meant by making a fuss out of a molehill. As the car drove into the neighborhood where the crime occurred, they saw that the place was already full of police cars, and the perimeter of the cordon was full of people watching. Lively citizens and reporters with cameras, and even the apartment buildings on both sides of the street, had countless heads peeking out curiously.
This group of reporters actually came faster than them, which is very unusual.
"There are cameras, please be careful with your behavior, handsome FBI guy." Danny sighed and opened the car door.
The two of them entered the cordon one after another. A patrol captain who was busy inside obviously recognized Danny. He clasped the belt around his waist with his thumbs and came up to him. It seemed that many patrol officers liked to show off. Take this pose.
"Man, did you find anything?" Danny patted him on the shoulder and asked.
“Teresa Campos, a 9-year-old girl, Hispanic, didn’t come home after school. She lives down the block on Santa Anita Street. That’s her mother over there. She’s worried. So he looked around."
The patrol captain pointed at a middle-aged Hispanic couple on the side of the road, "The building manager told her that he saw several little boys picking up a fish from the ditch on the side of the road. The pink schoolbag, then dropped it and ran away.”
"Has the schoolbag been confirmed to belong to the missing girl?" Danny asked.
The patrol captain nodded, "I have sent police officers to search the building. No one has been found yet. The helicopter has also been dispatched and is checking the situation on the roof."
He brought The two walked to the ditch. Lying on the ground was a clean pink schoolbag. It was obviously the one that the curious little boys had picked up.
“Is this also the girl’s?” Jack saw a doll lying in the dry drainage ditch at a glance. A gloved patrolman was picking it up and preparing to stuff it into the evidence bag. .
As a result, he didn't know where to press it, and the doll made an electronic voice, "Change my clothes, I shushed."
"I don't know, but the girl's mother said she had never seen this doll before." The patrol captain sounded a little sad. It is never easy to communicate with the emotional relatives of the victim.
"Put away the schoolbags and dolls, do fingerprints and DNA identification, and tell CSI that this is a missing child case and needs to be expedited." After Danny finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Jack.
"I will obey your command." Jack waved his hand to indicate that he should continue. As soon as he saw the media reporters on the third floor and the third floor here, he probably knew what Dana Moger said was making a mountain out of a molehill. It means someone is attacking the NYPD.
The FBI can help but cannot come forward, otherwise Danny and his father will have a hard time. Even if the case is successfully solved, the NYPD will look ugly.
“Apply for an ‘Amber Alert’, send people to interview surrounding residents, collect surrounding surveillance, check all trash cans, mailboxes and sewers. If anything is discovered, remember to avoid this family first to prevent them from overdoing it. Nervous, you know?”
The patrol captain took the order and left. Danny took a deep breath, then looked at Jack, "Are you ready?"
Of course Jack knew what he was referring to. No one likes to face the case until the case is solved. To the emotional family members of the victim, but this is a process that must be gone through. The two came to the middle-aged couple who were hugging each other and crying. Danny introduced himself first, "Mr. Campos, Mrs. Campos, I am Detective Regan, and this is my partner, Detective Tavole." Detective."
He paused, worried about causing unnecessary associations, and did not reveal Jack's identity as FBI. Seeing the two of them trembling with their lips and looking at a loss, he just Neng continued, "I have a few questions to ask."
"Wow!" The already extremely nervous woman suddenly pulled her husband's lapel and started crying.
Mr. Campos seemed to be in slightly better condition. Although his speech was a little garbled, he could still speak normally. "She always came home on time, as soon as school was over every day. She knew her mother would be worried."
< br>"She is a good child." Mrs. Campos cried until she could no longer stand still.
Jack thought to himself that it would be nice if Jie Jie or Hannah were here at this moment. Female agents naturally have the talent to soothe the victims' emotions.
At this moment, he could only bite the bullet and said, "I believe everything you said. Here are a few procedural questions that need to be asked. I know this will cause you discomfort.< br>
Is it possible that she ran away from home, maybe you had a fight, or was taken away by your ex-husband. ”
Mrs. Campos shook her head desperately, "Rige is her biological father, and we didn't quarrel. Please, you must find a way to find her. She has congenital diabetes and needs insulin injections every 24 hours."< br>
Jack and Danny looked at each other and felt that their scalps were really numb. This was no longer a matter of golden hours.
Insulin is injected every 24 hours. The missing girl could not have been injected with insulin at school. She must have been injected before going out in the morning. Nearly a third of the time has passed.
In other words, if the girl is not found before tomorrow morning, then even if she is found later, it may just be a corpse.
"You two, interrupt me." The patrol captain waved to the two of them not far away.
"Excuse me." The two came to him.
“A woman had seen a white van speeding away from the scene before. She noticed something was wrong and tried to see the license plate, but it was too late.”
“Everywhere in New York. It’s a white van, so the range is really reduced,” Danny complained helplessly.
"Oh, I know, but she said that the rear window of the van was broken, so I think maybe."
Danny nodded before the patrol captain finished speaking. The head said, "This car is wanted, especially at toll booths on bridges and tunnels. Maybe we can try our luck."
"Notify the guys watching the surveillance of this information. There should be surveillance cameras that can capture the license plate." Although Jack said this, he also didn't hold out much hope.
The other party must have been prepared if they dared to abduct people on the roadside. Although the residents here are mostly Latino, they obviously prefer blue-collar communities.
It can also be seen from the street environment that although the asphalt road looks a bit old, the sidewalks are still clean, there are no homeless people or needles everywhere, and most of the surveillance cameras on the streets are in good condition.
Danny put his hands on his hips and had a bad look on his face, "I have a bad feeling, Jack, it doesn't look like it was caused by a custody dispute or anything like that, but it doesn't look like a kidnapping for money either. "That couple is just an ordinary family, what do you think?"
Jack agreed with him, "At least I don't see anything unusual from their facial expressions. This couple is just a simple victim."< br>
At this time Mrs. Campos staggered over and said, "My baby, please, you have to find her, please."
As she said this, she grabbed Danny's collar and pulled it over. His chest thumped loudly, "Oh, please, we must find her, I can't lose my baby."
Mr. Campos quickly stepped forward and held his wife who almost fainted in his arms. , Danny didn't know how to react for a moment, he just murmured, "It's okay, we will do it."
He almost blurted out some promises that shouldn't be said, and saw him He swallowed the last half of the sentence with difficulty, and replaced it with an inaudible, "...I will try my best."
Jack rubbed the bridge of his sore nose, patted his shoulder and said, " Let’s go, hurry up and make some room back at your place, I’ll move the combat center over to you.”
An hour later, Jubal entered a large office on the second floor of the NYPD headquarters in Police Plaza with more than a dozen analysts, and soon the noisy keyboard sound began.
(End of this chapter)