Although Las Vegas is known as the "Sin City", it is not what most people expect, and the city is actually quite safe, especially compared to other big cities in North America.

Even in order to prevent the deterioration of law and order, Clark County, where Las Vegas is located, still insists on the illegal rule of selling silver, knowing that Nevada itself is the only state in the United States that sells silver legally.

The nickname "Sin City" was first coined in the thirties and forties of the last century, and after the entire Union fell into the Great Depression, this gang-founded city took advantage of the trend to legalize gambling.

Because of its indelible gangster background and certain religious factors (gambling is linked to greed, one of the seven deadly sins), Las Vegas is naturally named "Sin City" while being named a casino.

The reality is that in order to protect the safety of tourists, which is the lifeblood of the city's economy, almost less than five minutes after the power outage, LVPD police cars with flashing police lights appeared on the streets and alleys.

At the same time, Jane Banner's cell phone rang, and after answering the phone, after a few brief words of communication, Jane smiled apologetically at Jack.

"I'm sorry Jack, the higher authorities asked us to go back to HQ and be on standby."

What she didn't know was that Jack on the other side was secretly relieved almost at the same time, and at the same time there was a trace of indescribable melancholy.

It is foreseeable that if it weren't for this accident, tonight would have been destined to be a sleepless night, Jane's eyes before were almost clear, she just regarded this as a date, and she couldn't even find an excuse to refuse the second half.

How else can you say that you already have a girlfriend again? People didn't care about it before, and they almost went off the beaten foot in Huai'en Mingzhou, and if they repeatedly brought this out to say, then I'm afraid that my friends won't have to do it in the future.

"Next time, if you still come to LV alone, remember to inform me in advance." Sure enough, a red lipstick mark was printed on the corner of Jack's mouth, and the beautiful woman floated away, and the dim light around her highlighted the envy, jealousy and hatred of some people.

Jack sighed lightly, showing a wry smile that could not tell whether it was sadness or regret, and just finished the account, he was about to put away his wallet and mobile phone, but a sudden phone call made him nervous.

Fortunately, the caller ID was Rosie and not his girls, and the panic of being "caught raped" flashed in his heart.

"Jack, I hope it didn't bother you, I heard you're in Las Vegas now?" Rosie asked straight to the point.

"Huh? Yes, what's the matter? I was getting ready to go back to the hotel. Jack looked at the time suspiciously, it was past 12 o'clock in the evening.

There was a hint of apology in Rossi's voice, "As you're experiencing right now, LV is experiencing an unprecedented blackout, and the crime lab there is in some trouble, and they're investigating a missing child case that just happened. ”

"The problem now is that while the lab's backup generators are functioning properly, they are only able to maintain the all-important evidence cold storage.

All their computers, analyzers, data identification systems, and all other high-tech gadgets are out of business. ”

Hearing the schadenfreude in Rosie's words, the corners of Jack's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"So they thought of us?"

"Yes, and I thought of you, would you like to help?" Rosie likes someone's cleverness.

"It's an honor."

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Rossi sent Jack the address of the crime scene, and D. Brown, the boss of the CSI lab in Las Vegas, sent Jack the address of the crime scene. B. Russell was waiting for him there.

When Jack arrived, the wind and rain had subsided, the ground was still damp, and a castle-style luxury villa was filled with police cars and a few black SUVs from CSI Labs.

D.B. Russell was a silver-haired but energetic old man, who looked a bit like old Hunter, tall and thin, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and when he saw Jack, his expression was a little surprised, as if surprised by his youth.

There was also a short and fat old man standing beside him, wearing a suit and leather shoes, a black plaid tie, and a police badge pinned to his chest, which was quite an old-school police detective.

Seeing Jack get out of the car, the two took the initiative to step forward and introduce themselves to each other, although they hid it well, but it could be seen that there was a little disappointment in their eyes.

After all, psychologists are different from analysts who do identification work in the laboratory, as long as they have academic qualifications, after all, with the elite education of Lao Mei, there has never been a shortage of real geniuses.

But psychology is completely different, especially the criminal psychology that is biased towards practical scenarios, this kind of way of solving cases that seems to be quite metaphysical in the eyes of ordinary people, focusing more on experience and accumulation, Jack's overly young handsome face naturally gives people a feeling of unreliability.

The pudgy old man's name is James Bryce, and he is the detective of LVPD's serious crime unit, and Jack can only say that he still has some impressions of him and Russell.

No way, the drama "CSI: Crime Scene Investigation" is really a bit long, it took fifteen years of filming, and N spin-off dramas were born during this period, and they are all longevity dramas.

Among them, "CSI: Miami" has been on the air for 10 years, and "CSI: New York" has also been on the air for 9 years, and the ratings are also explosive.

Because of this, CBS was once nicknamed the Crime Broadcasting System.

"This car is good, I wanted to make a pickle girl when I was young." Russell touched the hood of the firebird, not caring at all about the water stains on it.

"It seems that we have the same tastes." As soon as Jack shook hands with James Bryce, he turned his gaze to the door of the villa, where an aunt in a CSI uniform jacket had just come out of it and walked in the direction where the three had stopped.

"What are you doing out there? Looking at the stars? The aunt, who can barely be called the charm of the four words, saw Jack's eyes light up, raised one hand, and deliberately stroked her hair.

"Hey, handsome man, are you the angel who came down in the middle of a bad night to save me?"

Jack cleared his throat a little embarrassed, took the initiative to reach out and shake her hand, and replied very humbly, "Hello, Jack Tavole, just call me Jack, from BAU, I'm here to do my best to provide some small help." ”

His embarrassment did not come from this aunt's little joke, but from the way he saw the other party feeding the motherland.

If memory serves, the actor who plays the unknown forensic expert played a fairly well-known character in the comic book "Black Robe Pickets" - Madeleine, the evil version of Superman - the lover of the motherland.

"This is our bloodstain expert, Julie Finn." D· B. Russell introduced.

(End of chapter)