Chapter 1094 Rabbit Hole (please vote at the beginning of the month)
Just when everyone was at a loss, Clay and Hannah brought Luke Dolan’s wife Jenna and daughter Ellie to NCIS.
Luke's wife Jenna looks to be almost forty, with obvious fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but their daughter is not very old and looks like she may be just over ten years old.
It was already past 1 o'clock in the morning, and the little girl had fallen into a deep sleep and was carried into the office by Hannah.
“Thank you for your hard work, was there nothing unusual along the way?” Although he saw the person, Jubal still asked Clay a little uneasily.
"Make sure no one is following you." Clay glanced at Hannah who was holding a pillow next door to help settle the little girl.
"Hannah chatted with them on the way and felt that Luke was a good father who fulfilled his responsibilities. The separation of the couple was a problem of his wife Jenna, a crisis of trust."
"What crisis of confidence?" Alice was puzzled.
"You know that all of us SEALs have a 'rabbit hole', right?" Clay's expression was quite difficult to explain when he spoke.
"What hole?" Alice didn't hear clearly.
"'Rabbit Hole', the tradition of 'SEAL', continues to 'DEVGRU'. Team members will establish one or more secret bases at home and abroad, and prepare some cash and documents inside."
Jack explains that this is somewhat similar to how he lets Anna travel around the world to help build safe houses.
"Luke's wife thinks this means that her husband may leave the house at any time, and she cannot accept such a thing." Clay poured himself a cup of coffee with a gloomy look.
"Didn't Luke explain to his wife that this was a 'preparatory plan'? Whether it was SEALs or Rangers, 'DEVGRU' or 'Delta', every time before a special operations mission Make an exit plan first.”
Jack didn’t understand why Luke’s wife was bothering with this.
Clay took a tasteless bite of the small cake, his tone full of helplessness, "She thinks that this 'preparatory plan' does not include herself and her daughter. Since Luke has made such preparations, maybe one day He will suddenly disappear from his life."
"Uh" Jack was speechless.
This can be regarded as a conflict of views. It cannot be said that there is something wrong with Luke's wife's ideas. In fact, there are many such things in the United States.
Due to the relative independence between states in the federation, it often happens that a husband or wife suddenly leaves home and disappears, and then starts their life again in another state.
In many cases, just changing your driver's license in the next state can make you anonymous, making it impossible to find someone. That's why the business of private detectives who are good at finding people is so prosperous.
It is unrealistic to expect ordinary people to fully understand this kind of behavior. Just like Jack's safe houses, the girls around him only have a rough idea that he has made relevant arrangements, but they don't know the details, let alone inquire carefully.
Because once the situation is bad enough that Jack needs to activate these safe houses, it may mean that most of the people around him cannot be trusted, or are under surveillance and control.
Jack needs to retreat, regroup, and then find a way to fight back. At this time, friends and relatives are unnecessary burdens.
"Then how did you and Stella explain your 'rabbit holes'?" Alice asked Clay with interest.
A stern look flashed in Clay's eyes, "I told her that when I went down the 'rabbit hole', either she was already dead and I was trying to avenge her, or just treat me as dead. .”
"Okay, let's think about how to dig Luke out of his 'rabbit hole'." Jack felt that it would be unlucky to continue the topic, so he forcibly changed the subject.
At this time Gibbs walked over quickly, holding the car keys in his hand, "No need to dig any holes, Luke appeared. He kidnapped Boyd Milgram two hours ago. Lieutenant General.”
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In a villa in the suburbs of Washington. "He took my husband away. Boyd was still bleeding from his head, and that cold-blooded soldier just dragged him out! Didn't the Navy send someone to help? God! This is terrible!"< br>
Mrs. Milgram, who was in her sixties, had red and swollen eyes and was incoherent, crying to the two helpless police officers.
"Mrs. Milgram, I am NCIS Special Agent Jethro Gibbs. What you need now is to calm down."
Gibbs obviously took advantage of this kind of hysterical old woman. There was nothing that could be done, and repeated attempts to comfort the other party failed to calm him down.
Jack poured a glass of water and handed it to Jiejie and winked at her. At this time, it was natural that the most affable beauty among the crowd, Jiejie, should appear.
"Madam, madam, please sit down and listen to me." Jiejie helped Mrs. Milgram sit down on the sofa.
"The FBI and NCIS will cooperate fully to find your husband, but we need you to provide clues now. We need to know what he did and what he said at that time. These are crucial."
"I can't do it. It's all nonsense. That guy injured Boyd. God, he is a madman!" Mrs. Milgram was still shaking her head desperately.
"No, you can do it. Drink some water first and steady your breathing." Jiejie slowed down and said, "Yes, close your eyes."
"I can't do it! screamed Mrs. Milgram.
"No! You can." Jiejie's voice was gentle and firm, "Believe me, close your eyes, we will know after a try. Listen to the guidance of my voice, relax, relax, breathe, it's easy Okay, that’s it.”
Mrs. Milgram followed the rhythm and took a few deep breaths, and her face calmed down visibly.
Gibbs' eyes widened and he mouthed "Wow" silently to Jack.
Jiejie continued to say slowly, "So, let me go back to before everything happened. What were you doing at that time?"
"I was in the kitchen, pouring soda for my husband. "Water, today is our movie night." Mrs. Milgram's speech became similar to Jiejie's.
"Then he broke in, tied me up with a gun to my head, and pushed me into the living room."
"Then what? What happened? He said What?" Jiejie asked.
"Where are my real parents?" Mrs. Milgram suddenly opened her eyes, "He asked him where his real parents are."
Jiejie smiled encouragingly at her, "You did a good job , keep talking."
"Boyd said he didn't know this guy at all." Mrs. Milgram seemed to find confidence and began to repeat the conversation between the two word for word.
"Stop playing tricks. You replaced them. Now those substitutes are dead. It's all because of Operation Drado Falls, right?"
Hear At these words, not only Gibbs' eyelids twitched, but the FBI also exchanged looks with each other.
(End of this chapter)