Jimmy's connections in various police departments are really good, he is not the kind of person arranged by the leader, but completely relying on his super strength to make connections, and each police department will generally give some face, after all, they still have to support each other.

Jimmy trained at SWAT for a while and then left the training base, he couldn't stay here for a long time, the training base was a bit far from the city, and if he supported it, sometimes it would be delayed.

When Jimmy got off work, he went back to the police station, James was still there, and James asked Jimmy to change his clothes and took him out of the police station with him.

Jimmy didn't drive today, but James's car, and as for the destination, it was the club where Jimmy met Tom a long time ago, there was no signage, it was obviously a private club, and it might not even be open to the public.

James took Jimmy into the club, and the guards outside didn't verify their identities at all, so they opened the door, it seems that James has come a lot of times, and the guards here have a good memory.

The last time he came to the club, Jimmy was in a hurry and didn't observe the situation at all, but this time it was much easier and he was in the mood to look around.

It's a 3-storey villa with a lot of floor space from the outside, Jimmy comes in through the front door, the lobby has a desk on one side, and a circular staircase on the other side, leading to the second and third floors.

Jimmy opened his eyes and could only see the front part, and the structure of the room in the depths was completely invisible, as for the up and down, looking at Jimmy's current position, he could see that the upstairs rooms were scattered in various rooms, looking at the human form, basically talking and so on.

This club is obviously normal, nothing dirty, at least not Jimmy sees.

Just when Jimmy got this initial impression, James took him up to the second floor and walked inside, and Jimmy found a large room, several around a table, well, this shape, it can basically be judged that it is Depo.

Fortunately, James' destination is not this room, Texas Hold'em Jimmy will not be able to do it at all, and if he really sits down, it is pure food delivery.

James was aiming for a small reception room, where there were already two people chatting on the couch, and James didn't knock on the door, but opened the door and entered the room, and Jimmy followed James in.

It was a relatively small reception room, about 30 square meters, with a shelf against the wall with some wine and a few boxes on it, and some glasses in the cabinet below. In the middle of the house is a round table with three single sofas in a triangle.

Two elderly people of 6, 70 years old, who look a little older than James, are still more energetic despite their gray hair. The two of them were smoking cigars and chatting when they were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

James led Jimmy to the opposite side of the two, James sat on the rest of the couch, and Jimmy stood next to James as the younger brother.

James introduced them: "Dave, Walter, this is Jimmy, the best guy in the department. Jimmy nodded to them and didn't speak, just stood with his hands crossed in front of his lower abdomen.

James looked at the man on his left, "Dave, I need your help." ”

Dave took one from the humidor on the table and handed it to James, who didn't continue, but began to cut the cigar. He lit his cigar and took a puff before he continued.

James: "Dave, I know you're retired, but I think you might be able to contact someone inside." I need to check the last location of 2 phone numbers, help me, I owe you once. ”

James was obviously too straightforward to speak, I don't know if it was because he was anxious, he didn't mean to be polite at all.

Dave glanced up at Jimmy, then at James, who nodded.

Dave: "Yes, give me the number." ”

James turned his head to look at Jimmy, who took a pen and paper out of his pocket and wrote down two numbers, one from his own cell phone, and the other from Tom's business card that James had given him. When he knew early this morning that James was going to check these two phone numbers, he had already memorized the phone numbers.

After Jimmy finished writing, he folded it and handed it to James, who didn't read the contents of the note and gave it to Dave.

Dave unfolded it, put it in his suit pocket, then took out a card wallet from the other pocket and found a business card from it and gave it to James. "Contact him tomorrow."

James was visibly relieved, he held up his business card and gave it to Jimmy, and said to Jimmy without looking back, "Jimmy, you can go back." ”

Jimmy grabbed his business card and turned to leave the reception room.

Obviously, these two are big guys, Jimmy is not qualified to sit and chat with them, James can bring him over to meet these two is already a great help to him, and if possible in the future, it is not ruled out that he may inherit some of James's connections.

Jimmy walked out of the reception room door, put his business card in his pockets, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked slowly to the club lobby.

He was brought by James, and he didn't drive his own car, so he had to ask the staff at the desk to help him call and book a taxi to come over.

Jimmy took a taxi back to the county police headquarters, and instead of driving straight home, he returned to his workstation and took out the business card to look at it.

Well, the very familiar icon, the FBI round logo, although it only has a name and a phone number, but it can be considered to know the roots.

Jimmy took out his armpit holster and gun from the drawer and put them on before heading home. When he went to the club before, James deliberately told him not to bring weapons, so Jimmy followed James empty-handed. Without a gun on me, I really lack a sense of security.

Jimmy drove home, and unfortunately encountered a flat tire on the way, Jimmy couldn't help but wonder while changing the tire, something is wrong, the first time in more than a year to drive a car like this, maybe the wave of bad luck at the end of last year is coming again.

Jimmy changed his tires, cleaned up his dust, and got up and drove home.

The next day, Jimmy came to the police station to sign in, and at noon he called the number on his business card, and the phone was quickly connected, and a man's voice came from the other side, "Who are you?" ”

Jimmy: "I'm looking for Pete, I'm going to get a copy." ”

Pete: "At 3 p.m., in the parking lot of the FBI's Little Rock office. With that, he hung up the phone.

Jimmy was speechless, wouldn't there be anywhere else if you guys didn't choose the parking lot? One by one, they all got involved in the parking lot.

But it's normal, Little Rock is different from other bustling state capitals, it's really sparsely populated, and the buildings in the downtown area have a large surface parking lot, and there is absolutely no monitoring or anything like that in such a venue, at most, there is a monitor in the distance looking at a large area, and it is impossible to record the sound of conversation.

(End of chapter)