Chapter 705 Kidnapper or kidnapped?
While the analysts were looking for the unlicensed gray BMW in the traffic surveillance, Jack went alone to the small office where Jubal was staying.
"Although I know this is not polite, as my official partner in the near future, I think it would be better to come over and care about you. Can I know what happened?"
Zhu Barr is not the kind of person who deserts his job regardless of his work. In addition, he always makes people feel a little absent-minded recently. Then the three major crises of middle-aged men: being old at the top, being young at the bottom, and being unemployed. These three things are Just do a simple elimination method.
Jack has almost never heard him mention his parents, which means they are either dead or emotionally estranged. His work is going smoothly, and he will soon be the official director of the wanted criminal team, so except for his two daughters who live with his ex-wife, he should There is no other reason.
"It's just some personal matters, uh." Jubal subconsciously stood up and looked at Jack, and at the same time reached out to close the laptop screen in a panic.
Jack looked at him without saying a word. We have been getting along for almost a year. Whether they are work partners or personal friends, they are pretty good. At least he thinks that the two parties should have been good friends for a long time.
Jubal was at a loss what to do. Like Rossi, an Italian, he liked to use various gestures when speaking. He was the type who couldn't speak well when his hands were tied.
At this time, he touched his ears and made gestures. Finally, his shoulders slumped and he said dejectedly, "It's my eldest daughter. She was not feeling well some time ago. She often vomited when she got up in the morning. The pediatrician tested He said the situation was not optimistic."
"Why not? What is the problem?" Jack was speechless. Is he really becoming a nanny recently? I just went to Germany to rescue one, but why did Jubal's child have another problem?
"The doctor didn't say anything, he just suggested seeing an expert." Jubal tried hard to smile, but in fact his expression turned out to be uglier than crying.
Jack stepped forward and opened the laptop in front of him. Two search results were displayed on the search page, one for "childhood aplastic anemia" and the other for "childhood leukemia".
Baidu (the same goes for Google) is a must to see a doctor. Before I knew what was going on, I had already scared myself half to death. Jack looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was about to cry without tears. Don't know how to comfort me.
"When is the appointment with the expert? This kind of examination requires bone marrow puncture, and the child will need you to be by her side then." He could only ask clearly about the situation first. If he could get it done before the examination results came out, It is best when the child is cured.
Jubal also realized that his emotions were a little too much. He wiped his face and regained his energy. "Tomorrow morning, her mother will accompany her there first. If from my side."
"There are no ifs." Jack interrupted, "You can leave now as long as necessary. Don't worry, we will cover for you."
Jubal shook his head, "We need it here too. Me."
Jack deliberately sneered, "Don't take yourself too seriously. We can solve it without you, but this case shouldn't be troublesome. The kidnapper's behavior is too impulsive and irrational. It can be solved before evening. Then I will go back with you to see the child."
"I hope so." Jubal sighed, feeling a little more relaxed, and made a joke along with his words. , "I know you have been eyeing my position for a long time, and I won't let you succeed."
"Please take over the job of supervisor quickly, those aunts in the logistics department are almost eating me alive." ." The two of them joked and walked out of the small office. Jubal calmed down and stood in front of the big screen again.
"Guys, can anyone tell me if the analysis of the traffic surveillance video has been completed?" Before he finished speaking, a technician stood up and said, "I may have discovered something here."
While speaking, a technician stood up. The photo was projected onto a large screen, "with a high-definition camera I took the picture of the unlicensed gray BMW and sharpened one of the clearest frames.”
In order to improve the clarity, the picture was changed to black and white, and there was a person wearing a ski mask in the driver’s seat. The man can clearly see that he is wearing a pair of gloves on his hand holding the steering wheel.
"Zoom in on the driver's instrument panel. What is that? Does it look like an ETC card?" Jim Aubrey's eyes were not big, but he had a good eye. He discovered the key at a glance. The photo continued to be enlarged, and the QR code on the ETC card could be clearly seen. It only took the beautiful technician Alice Taylor less than ten minutes to find out the identity of the car owner through the QR code.
"This card belongs to a 45-year-old white male. Well, he is also a doctor named Lucas Caldwell." Alice Taylor said in surprise.
Following this, a series of background information was retrieved from the relevant database, "Without a criminal record, he opened a private internal medicine clinic in Manhattan. He did have a gray BMW car in his name. What's even more strange is that he This car has not been reported stolen."
Jack smiled, "So he has the same profession as our kidnapper, which makes him look suspicious. Maybe this case is true. It can be done today.”
Of course he knows that it is unlikely to be that simple, but at least it is a good start and he can follow along.
With Hannah and Jim Aubrey in body armor, Jack changed into a Suburban and headed to Lucas Caldwell's house on Long Island.
As soon as they arrived, before the car stopped, Jim Aubrey, who had been looking out the window, sighed, "This community is not cheap."
"Except for the intern doctors who were squeezed to death, I have never seen a Doctor who is short of money."
Before Jack could finish his words, he saw Hannah pulling out her gun as she opened the door and got out of the car. "The apartment door is open, and the situation is a little uncomfortable. Wonderful."
"Be careful, there are surveillance cameras under the porch," Jim Aubrey reminded quickly.
Jack took two quick steps with his long legs and grabbed the entrance position in front of Hannah. It seemed that the previous case really stifled the girl. In the past, she had always stood behind him to cover. of.
"Ready?" Jack glanced at Hannah, who was facing him, and then looked back at Aubrey. After the two nodded, he shouted, "FBI!"
There was no movement in the room. , Jack turned on his perception and walked against the wall after entering the door. Hannah and Aubrey followed him. The three of them quickly searched every room on the first and second floors of the apartment. No one was inside.
"Safe!"
"Cleaned up!"
"Jack! Found on the second floor." Hannah shouted from upstairs.
Jack and Aubrey went up the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor, and saw Hannah standing in front of a desk checking the items on it, "There is a wallet and a personal tablet here, and in the wallet is Lucas Caldwell's driver's license plate." The ID, credit card and cash are all there."
"And his cell phone." Aubrey picked up a cell phone from the bedside table.
Hannah frowned and looked at the messy big bed and the wardrobe with the wide-open door. "It looks like he was forcibly dragged out of the bed. Maybe the surveillance camera installed under the porch captured it. What."
"Call the ERT (FBI Evidence Response Team) and CART (Computing and Analysis Response Team). This guy might have been kidnapped too." Jack was speechless. The case had changed after all. It's complicated.
(End of this chapter)