Chapter 566 The Kidnapped Billionaire's Daughter
"Did you know your eyes are very beautiful?" Seeing Beckett staring blankly at herself speechless, Cassel suddenly came close to her and said, He looked into her eyes and said.
Beckett was startled and threw his head back violently. He resisted the urge to punch this guy and put away all the photos on the table, "I don't think you would object. The police are checking your fan letters, right?”
“You’re welcome, is this the end?” Seeing Beckett stand up, Cassel was still a bit unsatisfied.
"If our great writer wants to go to the prison and experience the scene of picking up soap in the bathroom, I think Detective Beckett will be happy to arrange it." Jack, who appeared at the door at some time, pushed away He opened the door of the interrogation room, then turned aside and gave up his position to Alexis behind him.
"Daddy." The girl stepped forward and hugged Cassell's arm. She turned to look at the female detective. Her deer-like eyes and a look of coquettishness made Beckett feel inexplicably deflated.
"Our questioning is over. Please take him and disappear from my sight immediately."
She guessed that these guys might have been eavesdropping next door just now, but this time It wasn't a formal interrogation. She, a branch police detective, couldn't really argue with two FBI agents and a little girl. It was a joke for nothing.
Leaving the 12th Precinct, Cassel was still chatting with Jack, "Can you help me get a copy of those photos?"
"What copy?" Jack was a little confused.
"It's those on-site photos that imitate the plot of my novel. You know, several fellow writers and I sometimes have poker games. You can't imagine how jealous they would be if I took out these photos."
Kassel's expression could not be described as beaming, it was simply heartless to the extreme.
“A crazy imitator, you know this means the highest honor in the world of suspense novels, it is the top medal.”
“I think it’s better to send your dad back. Well, maybe those muscular Billys in prison will make him sober." Jack said to Alexis rather helplessly.
The latter showed an apologetic expression, saying that he had nothing to do with this father who always wanted to create a lot of trouble even if there was no trouble.
Although with the endorsement of Dana Moger and Frank Regan, Jack can freely choose whether to participate in the NYPD case, he does not intend to participate in the case of the 12th Precinct.
Although it is indeed funny that the two enemies Cassel and Beckett collide, there must be a limit to the CP. The FBI is not really that idle.
Early the next morning, before the two got up, they received a call from Jubal, informing them to rush immediately to Bedford, less than 50 miles north of Manhattan.
Bedford is like the Beverly Hills of Los Angeles to New York. A lot of rich people live here. It is called one of the safest areas around New York. There are not enough violent crimes throughout the year. Count in one palm.
"The people who live in this kind of place must be at least billionaires, like George Soros?" Along the way, there are huge castle-like buildings that make the little rich woman look very happy. Hannah couldn't help but be speechless.
Jack parked the car and found that the place was surrounded by various police vehicles. In addition to their FBI vehicles, there were also many vehicles from local county police and state police.
Jubal’s words on the phone were unclear, he only mentioned that someone was missing, and other information was still being collected. Jack parked the car on the side of the road, and put on blue jackets with the FBI logo together with Hannah. A black female county police officer was found to inquire about the situation.
"About forty-five minutes ago, we received a call from a witness. He said he was walking his dog. Right here, he saw a man dragging a young girl into a car and driving away. "
Jack looked at the time and looked at Hannah meaningfully. They arrived with the siren in less than half an hour, and the woman in front of him The police said the incident happened forty-five minutes ago, which is interesting.
"Did the other party write down the license plate?" Hannah asked. The black policewoman shook her head, "He didn't dare to get closer to check. He could only confirm that it was a gray car. The suspect was a middle-aged white man in his forties with a gun in his hand."
"So, who is the girl who was kidnapped?" Jack raised his chin towards a well-dressed white man not far behind her.
"The missing girl's name is Chloe Ford. She is sixteen years old. Her father is billionaire Nathan Ford, the one over there. I guess this may be the reason why she was abducted. "
The black policewoman followed Jack's gaze and looked behind her, then nodded.
As expected, it was a case involving the top group of people in this country. No wonder the FBI received the news within fifteen minutes of the incident and arranged for him and Hannah to go out.
"Thank you." The two shook hands with the black policewoman and walked around her towards the billionaire.
"Hello, Mr. Ford." Jack and Hannah briefly introduced themselves. It seemed that because they saw the FBI arriving so promptly, the billionaire's anxious expression relaxed slightly and he took the initiative to talk to him. They shook hands.
"Chloe has the habit of running in the morning. As you know, Bedford has always been very safe, so."
Nathan Ford rubbed his face and tried to Allow yourself to calm down.
Hannah looked at the crime scene pointed out by the black policewoman before, and then at the main entrance of the huge manor in front of her, and found that the two were less than 200 meters apart.
"I noticed that there are enough surveillance cameras installed around your home?"
"Yes, including the two cameras above the gate, one on each side. The housekeeper has already set up these surveillance cameras, and you can check them at any time. ” replied Nathan Ford.
"Thank you, I will send the surveillance to the operations center. A monitoring team will arrive shortly. They will take over all your communication tools. I hope Mr. Ford can cooperate."
< br>In this type of kidnapping case, Hannah actually has more experience than Jack. After all, the latter has only handled two serious kidnapping cases. One of them still didn't want money and just wanted to kidnap a pair of twins to be himself. My wife’s narcissist.
The current kidnapping case seems to be for money, which is still a relatively new experience for Jack.
Watching Hannah leave, Jack took out a small notebook and began to record, "Mr. Ford, in your opinion, who around you might do such a thing?"
"I can't think of it, I'm sorry. "My mind is a little confused now." Nathan Ford shook his head, his expression still ugly.
“Where is your wife?” Jack reminded, excluding kidnapping and blackmail, custody battles are always the first possibility to suspect.
"She passed away due to an accident three years ago." Nathan Ford lowered his head, with sadness in his eyes.
Jack didn't expect that the first question would touch upon the person's sadness. He coughed dryly and apologized quickly.
It seems like just gastroenteritis? Better.
(End of this chapter)