At the same time, Jack is also reflecting in his heart, the skills and attributes provided by the system have indeed allowed him to gradually surpass ordinary people, whether it is the favor of the women around him, the praise of his colleagues in the police department, and even the willingness of the IRS and the FBI to take the initiative to recruit him, these are all affirmations of his own strength.

So I don't know when it started, the low-key and cautious, full of awe of the world began to drift a little, if in the IRS case, was deceived by the female nurse and almost killed the IRS undercover agent, it was because of the other party's superb acting skills.

It would be too arrogant and stupid to take the initiative to provoke Rosalind and think that she is not afraid of retaliation.

This is not an RPG-style game world, and he is not fully proficient in any game clearance strategies, whether it is the friends around him or the criminals he comes into contact with, they are all living people, they have their own minds and souls, and they do not run according to a set program.

Even if he really didn't fear the other party's revenge, he should think about the friends around him, although Taylor didn't have a deep relationship with him, if she really died at the hands of Rosalind's admirers, it would be difficult for Jack to convince himself that this tragedy had nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, this time Lady Luck was on his side, and the only locator that was not recovered was on Taylor, if it was still Lucy who was kidnapped like the original plot, Jack really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

That's when David Rossi's voice rang out over the intercom.

"Jack, I just confirmed that the farm you went to belongs to a trust in Rosalind's name, which Caleb White refers to in his diary as Holy Land, where Rosalynd killed her first victim."

"The identity of the kidnapper has also been found, Beth Weston, who is Rosalind's defense lawyer."

"According to the TV station staff, it was Beth Weston who took the initiative to ask Taylor last night and drove her up after the TV station got off work."

"The upright lawyer Del Monte calls her?"

Angela's tone was filled with sarcasm.

"Rosalind is like a plague, infecting her perverted thoughts to everyone she comes in contact with."

"Uhh

"I prefer to call it the attraction between perverts, and Delmont has just admitted that Beth Weston had been strongly requested to be Rosalind's defense attorney, and she, like Caleb White, was actively trying to get closer to her idol."

"Either way, let's hope Delmont be ready to meet the wrath of Taylor's father, Judge Kelly."

Jack smacked the steering wheel, and the police car drifted into a small road with the scream of tires rubbing against the ground.

"We still have 3 minutes to arrive, how long will it take for the police to support us? The GPS signal has been gone for more than 40 minutes, and we need as many people as possible to search. ”

At this time, the voice on the intercom was replaced by Superintendent Gray.

"John, they're not far behind you, and other support will arrive in 10 minutes, and I've called two helicopters, which are expected to appear above you in 5 minutes to assist in the search."

With a long braking sound, Jack pulled the police car to a halt and jumped out of it, the farm was small, only a square building, and this was where the tracker signal on Taylor's body finally disappeared.

"Jack." Rosie called again.

"The tracker's own low-frequency signal should still be detectable, but the range may become smaller."

"Understood."

Jack turned his head to look at Angela: "I'll go to the front door, I'll outflank me from the back door, be careful not to accidentally get hurt." ”

Angela nodded, and trotted around to the back of the bungalow with her gun.

Time was pressing, and Jack didn't care about the risk of more Rosalind accomplices, so he directly held the tablet in his left hand and the gun in his right hand, rushed all the way, kicked the door when he saw it, and explored the movement in each room completely by his senses, but when he and Angela met in the innermost storage room, they didn't find half a figure.

There were only three empty oil drums in the pantry, and Taylor's donkey bag was still on the floor.

Both of them looked at each other a little dazed, and Jack looked at the tablet in his hand again, and there was no signal on it.

At this time, John also arrived with a group of police officers and surrounded the bungalow.

"Is it possible to have a basement or cellar?" Angela asked.

John shook his head, "I've checked outside, there are no vents, it doesn't look like it exists in the basement, and there are no cellar entrances around. ”

Jack stood in the doorway, looking thoughtfully at a rutted mark leading to the farm.

The walkie-talkie rang again, this time it was Tim.

"Beth Weston resisted arrest and was killed, I found a video in her phone, I was supposed to show it to you, send it now."

Jack pulls out his phone and receives a video from Tim, which shows Taylor being forced to drill into a buried oil drum at gunpoint, and then the oil drum is covered with a lid, and a shovel of dirt is covered with the oil drum.

"She was buried in the ground, got into the car, and drove along the ruts."

Jack waved to everyone to follow him, started the police car again, and followed the rut mark, and within a few minutes, Angela, who was holding a tablet in the passenger seat, exclaimed: "There is a signal, at 3 o'clock." ”

It was a small hill, and Jack jumped out of the car, and his perception beyond normal perception had already made him realize that a piece of dirt not far away had been newly turned.

"Right there!"

Everyone gathered around, with shovels with shovels, and without shovels, they simply picked up with their hands, and soon a round iron cover was exposed.

Jack snatched the folding shovel from John's hand, pried open the lid in one fell swoop, and reached out directly to pull up Taylor, who was already unconscious inside.

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"That was my first kiss." On the hospital bed, Taylor did not have the horror of the rest of his life, but showed a face of extortion.

"It's called artificial respiration, and if I hadn't done that, you'd be dead!"

Jack rubbed his temples with a headache, and after rescuing Taylor, he released the healing technique, but in order to make a show, he still did two rounds of CPR, and he didn't expect this woman to come up with such a sentence.

A European and American girl who is almost 30 is in such a place, this style of painting is too weird, isn't it, this is not an ancient martial arts harem text.

"Our family is all devout Tianzhu Sectarians, and my father will kill me if he finds out."

Taylor looked like he was about to cry.

"Your first kiss was taken away by Hannah at her high school prom because you tricked her prom crown away at the time."

Jack ruthlessly exposed that the little story between the two girls had long been used as a talking point by Hannah, and he poured it clean in the daily love video.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you, but I want to thank you again, although I was scared at the time, I knew you would come to my rescue."

As he spoke, Taylor pulled out the small black disc, "Can I keep this as a souvenir?" ”

(End of chapter)