Chapter 896 The Beginning of Chaos
Everyone chatted for a while and heard that his father had given him a chance to become a star and that he was in the same company as his idol Laila. Kim was so happy that he hugged Alexi Si's new friend cheered.
Cassell knew what Jack was secretly tossing about. As a relevant practitioner, he was somewhat disapproving of this ambition to build a new entertainment empire.
He knows very well how difficult it is to avoid the encirclement and suppression of established companies that control massive resources and embark on a new track.
The short drama project is indeed very popular now, and it can be regarded as a dark horse, but there are so many dark horses that hit the wall and die every year, just like the ebb and flow of startups in Silicon Valley.
When everyone is talking about which "unicorn" companies have emerged this year and talking about terms such as IPO, no one cares about those companies that are not optimistic about investors and ultimately lack funds. An unknown company that fell silently.
After all, friendship is friendship and business is business. As a well-known writer with more than ten best-selling books, Cassel’s most correct choice is to wait for a price.
Of course, Jack has no idea of forcibly monetizing the friendship between the two. What he wants is just the adaptation rights of a few not-so-famous novels in Cassel's hands.
There are so many people interested in the first book in Cassel's Nicky Hit series, "Heat Wave," which has just become a hit. Although he and Chris have just made a fortune, the money is still too much. Not so flowery.
The specific copyright negotiations naturally involved professional business personnel and lawyers sent by Chris. Progress was slow, but Jack was not in a hurry. Nothing can be accomplished overnight in the initial stage.
Not long after, Rhett appeared backstage with Lila. Kim got her wish and got the autographed photo she had longed for. The two girls immediately set their sights on Cassel.
"OK, let's go meet the rock queen together." Cassel smiled and shrugged, and led them to find the staff to inquire about Joan Jett's lounge.
"Do you want to take a day off tomorrow? Spend some time with your daughter." Jack asked Brian who was driving the car after putting Laila in the car.
"The day after tomorrow, Kim will go to a science fair tomorrow. Tomorrow I will put Laila on the plane first, and I will return to Los Angeles one day later."
From the moment I saw my daughter, The smile on Brian's face never disappeared, he was a standard slave girl.
After a silent night, Jack's part-time job as a temporary bodyguard came to an end. He leisurely spent half a day in the office, and continued to work on his vegetable garden at noon.
A few pumpkins had already produced fruit as big as a fist, and he added a little more fat, hoping that these pumpkins would grow up quickly and could be used to make jack-o-lanterns on Halloween.
Pumpkin is a good thing, it is also good for stewing millet porridge, and the melon seeds can also be used for cracking after frying.
As a result, a mission came in the afternoon. A murder had just occurred within the jurisdiction of the NYPD 12th Precinct where Cassel’s muse and Detective Beckett were located. When they were tracing the identity of the deceased, they started from the apartment where he lived. A large number of firearms, ammunition and suspected spy equipment were found inside.
Considering that the deceased was a Saudi national, and worried that the case was related to terrorists, the NYPD notified the FBI of the situation.
When this happened, Dana Moger naturally thought of Jack immediately and called him directly to ask him to find out about the situation as soon as possible.
When Jack drove the Dodge Hellcat to the 12th Precinct, he met Cassel and Beckett in the coffee room, who were discussing the case.
"What's going on?" Taking the photo from Beckett and looking at the dazzling array of guns displayed on it, Jack drooled with envy. Since arriving in New York, the progress of his personal gun collection has been stagnant. The small farm Chris bought for him now remains unchanged except for a "fallout shelter" underground.
The Gatling that Jack used to show off his power is now back in the hands of Chris. To be precise, it has entered the secret arsenal of the Wolf brothers.
After the collapsed building was rebuilt, because there was no one at home all year round, he could only temporarily leave the arms he collected in Los Angeles to the two brothers for safekeeping, including the weapon produced in a large country in the East. LG5A grenade sniper rifle.
There are not many weapons in the photo, but the handles are all high-quality, such as the German HK433 assault rifle, the AX308 sniper rifle produced by the British Precision International Company, and the JW4TTI Viper pistol of the American Tallan Tactical Innovation Company, etc. etc.
"Did you stab a killer or a gun enthusiast's home?" Jack couldn't help but marveled, especially the two JW4TTI Viper pistols. In his previous life, he only appeared in "John Wick 4" I've seen it once, but I haven't had the chance to touch it in real life.
“It could also be a spy.” Cassel handed Jack a cup of coffee. “Kevin and Esposito also found a lot of eavesdropping and tracking devices.”
“So you still have Didn't you confirm the identity of the deceased?" Jack saw that it was American and immediately added double the sugar after taking it.
"We know his name, Hasim Farooq, a student at Columbia University with a military background and a former commando in the Saudi special forces."
Beckett will hold the photo in his hand Passing the information to Jack, he continued, "As well as his financial situation. There is a Swiss bank that will remit $50,000 to his account every month."
"Oh, he is 25 years old, still A sophomore? Have you asked his classmates?" Jack quickly read through the thin pages of information and had no idea for the time being.
“I just talked to a few of his classmates, and no one seems to have noticed Hashem in class, or even knows who he is. This guy is like an invisible person.” Beckett said He shook his cell phone.
On the other hand, Cassel has begun to use his imagination as a writer, "He is hiding in plain sight, a foreign agent who is secretly performing some kind of special investigation mission."
"Then he shot at a van traveling at high speed and was killed. If such an agent was written into a novel, readers would hate him, right?"
The case information that Jack will read He returned it to Beckett and complained rather venomously.
"Wow, look who is here, long time no see, FBI boy, oh, by the way, should I call you Supervisory Agent Tavole now?"
E Sposito walked into the coffee room and bumped fists with Jack with a smile, then handed the information in his hand to Beckett.
"Kevin is still looking for the van that caused the accident through traffic surveillance, but things about Hasim are getting weirder and weirder now." He said and snatched the car away from Cassel. He drank the coffee he had time to moisten his throat and continued.
"Technicians checked the surveillance equipment in his apartment, and the connected bug was installed in another high-end apartment less than 800 meters away from his home."
(End of Chapter)
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