Chapter 798 Trojan Horse and Fishing
"Please, Gabe." Ray Higgins choked up a little. He really didn't want to face only a corpse when he saw Gabriel again.
"I have talked with people from the FBI, and they promised that as long as you are willing to surrender, they can ensure that you go to a safe federal prison, don't worry."
Gabriel interrupted again He asked, "Are they the FBI who are chasing me? They say you need to be more flexible to prevent people from breaking down, right?
But if you continue to be so 'flexible', one day you will be determined again. My faith will also be shattered. You tell the FBI that I don’t need their protection, and they can’t protect everyone.”
The phone was hung up, and Ray Higgins covered his face in pain, crying, "God, what have I done, why should I be punished like this?"
Jack will A hand was placed on his shoulder, "It's not your fault, Chief Higgins. Gabriel suffered misfortune since he was a child. You and your family gave him care like a family member, but it made him desire even more." "Have a family of your own."
He couldn't say anything else. Ray Higgins created the brighter side of Gabriel's character, but his own character transformed this beauty. And the quality of light is twisted into an extreme.
To put it bluntly, I was framed and slandered by my immediate boss. I wanted to speak out and let the public know the truth. I walked into the director’s office and shot Inspector Peroni to death, and then said it when I went to court. That's all.
But what did Gabriel do? It can be said that two of the three people who were killed at the beginning had nothing to do with this incident.
What's the difference between this and the bastard who wielded the keyboard in Jack's previous life on the Internet, elevated some individual cases to a certain group or a certain profession, and then came to the conclusion that "XXX deserves to die".
If Gabriel simply became an orphan and was adopted by the Higgins family, perhaps this would be a different story, but unfortunately the reality is different.
"Maybe he is right, we can't protect everyone." Aubrey said dullly. Among all the people, he may have the most insight into the ugly side of human nature. I don't know if he thought of it. What an unbearable past.
"Gabriel always does things from beginning to end, just like the crib he helped his neighbor put together. Maybe it would be useful to promote the investigation of the Newark Eighth Precinct as soon as possible?" Clay suggested.
Jubal shook his head, "The people involved so far involve almost half of the police officers of the branch and some senior officials of the general bureau. The evidence collection and confession work is extremely cumbersome. It is impossible to close the case in less than half a year, and now we still have There is a question.”
As he spoke, he looked at Jack, who immediately showed a knowing smile, "'You need to be more flexible to avoid breaking people down.' This is what you said to Inspector Peroni in the director's office at that time. I I didn’t tell Gabriel, how could he know?”
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An hour later, in the chief’s office of the Newark Police Department, the previously high-spirited Perlo Inspector Ni looked much older. He lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into the angry eyes of his African-American chief. The group of wanted criminal team members surrounding him made him feel very anxious.
“‘You need to be flexible so that you don’t break down’, I said this in your office at that time. There were only three of you, me and Agent Tavole present, but Guy But Blier repeated it verbatim, please explain."
Jubal straight to the point told the purpose of everyone's visit.
Because the investigation was still ongoing, Inspector Peroni was still wearing the white shirt worn by senior police officers, which formed a rather ironic scene with the interrogation-like scene.
“I don’t know.” He looked embarrassed and turned his eyes to his boss for help, but what he received was a cold gaze. "Say it, Peroni." The African-American director stared at him, wishing he could eat this bastard subordinate alive.
Inspector Peroni looked really innocent this time, "I really don't know. After you left, I just sent a message to Inspector DeSantis of the 10th Precinct. "Show them the email."
"Show them the email," the director said through gritted teeth.
"There are not good words in that." Inspector Peroni did not dare to continue to disobey the boss and hesitantly took out his mobile phone. He also wanted to save his generous pension.
"Don't worry, there are several professional psychologists here. I will find them to ease my emotions." Jubal took the phone from his hand and read out the content of the email.
"The 'Feds' are looking for trouble. You will definitely like the two idiots they sent. One of them used their FBI stuff to teach me a lesson about how people need to be more flexible so they don't let things go. I really want to see how he flexes his butt.
The young man next to him looks like he has never been beaten by society, and he looks worse than me. The son is old and actually claims to be a supervisory agent. His superior cannot be an old woman who is dissatisfied with her desires."
Jubal coughed lightly and couldn't continue reading at this point. Hannah and Jie beside Jack Jie's pretty face turned red from holding it back.
Just like cops are used to refer to police officers, the word "Feds" is used as a code for federal law enforcement officials.
"So, what's going on with this DeSantis?" Jubal turned to look at the African-American director who was so angry that his head was about to smoke.
"It has nothing to do with Gabriel Clark. They probably don't know each other." The African-American director's dark face even turned pale with anger.
"Then there is only one possibility left." Hannah took Inspector Peroni's mobile phone from Jubal, connected it to the laptop she brought, and then started a detection software.
Not long after, a cute cat head popped up on the laptop screen, holding a small sign with "FBIWARNING" written in large red fonts. This detection software was obviously written by Justin.
"A Trojan has been planted on your phone. Gabriel can always see your emails and text messages. It is estimated that the computer in your office has also been infected. It should be much easier to access your computer than your mobile phone."
< br>Hannah ignored Inspector Peroni's liver-like expression and contacted Alice directly. Such a simple Trojan horse program did not require Justin's intervention.
"Sorry, Inspector Peroni, your mobile phone and your office computer are temporarily requisitioned by us." Jack gave the inspector a smile full of "goodwill" in a playful manner, ignoring He had a sad look on his face.
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“So everyone thinks the same as me?” After leaving the police station, Clay held a laptop with a smile on his face, “Use this Trojan to build Brill sets a trap"
"But before that, we need to obtain the consent and cooperation of Sheriff Higgins." Jiejie also smiled back.
(End of this chapter)