Chapter 815 Prison Escape (5)
Anyway, the crash of the helicopter is good news for the wanted criminal team responsible for the hunt, although more than four hours have passed,
But for the two fugitives who lost their means of transportation, this time was only enough time for them to walk to a few nearby towns. From this point of view, it seems that it is not particularly difficult to find their traces. .
Soon, the Paw Paw Team discovered two different sets of footprints in the mud not far away. Watching several groups of police officers follow the traces, Jack walked back to the crash site and looked at the footprints still there. The smoking helicopter wreckage mused.
"The state police have confirmed that there is no black box on the helicopter, and the serial number on the fuselage has been erased. Only a damaged onboard navigation was found." Agent Gelson came over and said.
Jack reached out to summon a state policeman and ordered, "Have your people send the airborne navigation to the prison's temporary command center as soon as possible. Our people should have a way to repair it, so that they can at least find out their original destination and intercept it in advance. Back road. "
At this time, a communication vehicle that was somewhat similar to the base vehicle of the wanted criminal team stopped on the dirt road not far away. As a long pole was raised, Jack's mobile phone It vibrated non-stop, and text message notifications sounded one after another.
First of all, there was news from Aubrey and Jiejie. They had been sent to the home of the traitorous prison guard Charlie Simic, and found Simic’s wife dead in the bedroom. There was no one in the house. Signs of intrusion by outsiders.
It is initially determined that the time of death was early this morning. In other words, it is very likely that Simic killed his wife with his own hands before going out in the morning, and then left home to go to work as if nothing had happened to assist Maldonado. Escaped from prison and now embarked on a journey of escape with him.
What is surprising is that out of habit, Aubrey casually asked someone to check Simic's personal name and the couple's joint account, and was shocked to find that these accounts added up to at least more than 20,000 US dollars. of deposits.
This made Aubrey very confused. If using the joint account of the couple may arouse his wife's suspicion, then it would be too generous to not convert more than 6,000 US dollars in Simic's personal account into cash. Maldonado How much benefit was promised to him?
The rest of the news came from Hannah and Clay, who had been sent to the church in Turberville to have a good chat with Father Ashton.
As a result, the two saw another corpse, and the time of death was also this morning. Then the question arises, the fake priest who went to Allenwood Prison to give Maldonado Holy Communion early this morning Who is it again? Why didn't the prison notice it?
With these questions, Jack drove back on the road and rushed back to the prison with Agent Gelson of the DEA.
On the way back, both of them were in no mood to continue chatting. They were speechless all the way. After returning to the temporary command center, Jack went directly to the monitoring room, where Jubal and the female warden were watching a video repeatedly. Video.
"Obviously, this guy killed the real Father Ashton and stole his ID." Jubal looked at the female warden with eyes full of words.
"Coco, he still has to pass the inspection by the guards." Hearing this sentence, Jack couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The female warden was a little arrogant. These words should not be made by the FBI. Is it right to ask her?
Jack walked to the monitor, pulled out the photos of the deceased sent by Hannah and Clay on his mobile phone, and compared them with the prison's internal surveillance footage.
The dead Father Ashton and the fake priest on the surveillance screen do look alike at first glance. They are both white men in their fifties, with their gray hair combed into a delicate slick. Paired with an equally gray beard.
The difference is that the fake priest is obviously younger and has more Latino features on his face.
"Is it possible that Simic put him in?" Jack looked at the female warden.
The latter shook his head blankly, and his expression turned into gritted teeth, "I don't know, I have to have a good chat with the guard on duty." "Isn't anyone willing to take the initiative to speak now?" After getting a negative answer from the other party, Jack continued to ask, "Where are the guards who were recalled?"
"There is also a prison guard named Miller Rountree who did not come back to report, He is currently out of contact. I have arranged for the state police to go to his home."
After finishing speaking, Jubal stood up from his seat and looked at the female prison director, "I will go and talk to the prison guards in person. You shouldn’t mind, right?”
The female warden waved her hands feebly, sat back down with a wry smile, "I always thought that I had been careful enough in the management of this prison, but it turns out"
It seems that this woman is already thinking about how to leave this prison decently. position.
Jack also left the control room with Jubal. He went to the command vehicle first. The damaged navigator on the helicopter has been delivered. Alice has already started to crack the system. It is estimated that it can be completed in half an hour at most. Done.
Telling Alice to notify him as soon as the crack is completed, Jack turned around and found the group of bailiffs who came to support him. It is not a problem to follow the fugitive, not to mention that the state police have not found him yet. There were too many traces, and he planned to find another way.
"Cracking down on the local drug trafficking network of the Zapotec drug cartel? Isn't that the job of the DEA?" The old black bailiff was a little puzzled. Although he didn't mind taking the credit from the DEA, at least he had to have Give me a reason.
Jack spread out a map of North America and drew a circle on Monterrey, the main city in northeastern Mexico.
“This is the home base of the Zapotec drug cartel. Here they use legal chemical raw materials imported from a large country to process into extremely pure phenolphthalene.
Then through the underground network , I mean the real underground, transported into the country using illegal tunnel systems crisscrossing the border. In Texas, these high-purity phenolphthalenes are processed into semi-finished bricks and then sent to coastal areas.”< br>
The pen in Jack's hand drew several arrows from port cities such as Houston and New Orleans on the Gulf Coast, and finally compiled a shipping route, all the way north along the long southern and eastern coastlines of the old United States, and finally at The New York metropolitan area stopped and turned into arrows again.
“Philadelphia, Atlantic City, Newark, New Haven, and all the way to Boston, these semi-finished bricks will be unloaded in batches, transferred to trucks, pickup trucks, and other transportation, and then sent to safe processing sites .
In these processing points, semi-finished bricks will be broken down and mixed with other things such as cocaine to become final products. These finished products will be sent to various distribution points by 'drug mules'. They are then sold to local gangsters who work with them. "
After listening patiently to Jack's explanation, Marshal Samuels already had a vague guess about what he was thinking, ".You hope we can find a nearby safe drug processing site, because Mal Is it possible that Donado would use this transportation route in reverse and escape to Mexico? "
A sly smile appeared on Jack's face. Talking to smart people saves effort, "Yes, the helicopter used for the escape crashed unexpectedly. As time went by, the risks of their originally planned escape route were unlimited. Elevate. "
As he spoke, he drew a big circle at the location where the helicopter crashed, "The helicopter crashed east of the prison, so the direction of New York is left to us, the FBI, and the direction of Philadelphia, which is closer, is left to you. ”
(End of this chapter)