Chapter 469: The Trap

"Vomit~~~"

A group of people stood outside the house in unison, spitting at the wall, and all the beef burgers that they had eaten at noon were wasted.

Jack stood upwind and handed Jane a bottle of water to rinse her mouth.

Jane grunted for a long time, drank half a bottle in one go, and then felt better, then turned her head and asked, "You knew about the situation here before you came?" ”

Jack was a little speechless, it seemed that she hadn't listened to what she had said before, and she was all stunned by the scene at that time.

"We solved a case before where three construction workers put their contractor into the wall, but that time the body was wrapped in a thick plastic bag, and there was no corpse smell at all, which is much harder to find than these direct seals into the plasterboard wall."

"Vomit~~~"

Jane turned her head and spit out the water she had just drunk, Jack was a little speechless, and casually gave her a treatment, but this could only make her feel better, and the vomiting caused by non-pathological factors could only recover when she slowly adapted psychologically.

The smell of corpses is very disgusting, and decomposing corpses mean that there may be danger, so in the process of human evolution, in order to stay away from danger, the information of disgust for this smell was written into the genes.

Although it was more than ten meters away from the villa where the body was hidden, everyone felt that the stench still lingered in their noses.

Jack is no exception, he just saw a lot of corpses in the previous case, plus he was mentally prepared, so he didn't react as much as Jane and them.

At this time, a faint smell of sour urine wafted in the wind, and Jack subconsciously moved two steps back, but he still couldn't dodge, he looked in the direction where the smell came from with some confusion.

I saw two Phoenix police officers who had just arrived, cleaning up the small tool house.

The clutter in the tool room was removed, and inside were several large blue plastic buckets, which the two policemen were lifting the lid to check, and the faint smell of sour urine seemed to come from the large barrels.

The two of them were about to work together to move the vat out so that it could open a locked basement entrance on the floor.

"Hey! You two, get out of there! Stay away from there! ”

The two policemen didn't know what to do, but they also sensed the nervousness in Jack's voice, and subconsciously left the tool room and walked towards this side.

"What's wrong?" Jane finally vomited and wiped her mouth and walked to Jack's side.

Jack didn't answer, and waited for the two policemen to walk up to him, and then asked, "Did you see what's in the bucket?" ”

A younger policeman shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively, "A yellowish particle, it shouldn't be a poison." ”

"Call the EOD (EOD team), that could be nitrosamine and get everybody out of there."

Jack has a black line in his head, shouldn't he be a drug addict, and these city police officers have not received basic training in explosives?

Pure amine nitrate is a white odorless crystal, but the kind used as a fertilizer will appear light yellow granules due to purity problems, and the taste will also have a faint sour urine smell.

The thing would decompose in the sunlight, and the piles around the hut were clearly mispreserved, and had produced ammonia gas, a smell that was especially pungent and he could smell it from so far away.

What do the DU dealers do at home to stock up on fertilizer, perhaps because of the explosion at the Lebanese port last year, or because the police who used it to pit the door, in this desert of the Gobi with yellow sand, it is impossible to grow American herbs.

The TNT equivalent coefficient of this thing is 0.42, which means that one ton of nitrosamine is equivalent to half a ton of TNT, and so many barrels are piled up there, if they are all nitrate, it is enough to make a small mushroom cloud.

After listening to Jack's explanation, everyone's faces turned pale, and they quickly beckoned the rest of the people to evacuate, and even CSI, who had just arrived, was stopped in the distance.

Unlike Seris, who had long banned the use of this thing as a fertilizer and changed it to a fertilizer such as calcium nitrate, Lao Mei just added a passivating agent to the finished nitrate amine and continued to sell it as a fertilizer.

If you have a little chemical knowledge of this thing, you can simply remove the passivator by water-soluble recrystallization, and by the way, you can mix some engine oil aluminum powder or something, or mix some XXX, and then put some XXX, and a bucket can level a building.

Why does Jack understand this, it is clearly written in a certain divine book.

An hour later, as the sun set in the west, the EOD team arrived late, and at the same time, the helicopter carrying Rossi and several senior bureau officials also slowly landed.

"How many corpses are there?" Rosie looked serious.

"Fifteen bodies were hidden on both sides of the hallway, at least 20 were in the partition walls of the room, and before the attic and under the floor could be checked, Jack found suspected explosives, and EOD was dealing with them."

Soon the EOD report arrived, and Jack was right, not only were the blue barrels containing nitrate, but the EOD had also found a mechanism on the basement entrance cover.

If Jack hadn't stopped him in time, the two policemen would have been dead on the spot, and the others wouldn't have felt better, and the shock wave was enough to kill the people standing nearby.

Don't believe that the so-called real heroes never look back at the explosion, you have the camera angle behind them, and it's covered in all kinds of glass shards and rubble.

Rosie's eyes were a little inexplicable when he looked at Jack, probably meaning that he could guess it, it was nothing more than I asked you to check the evidence, you gave me such a big news, right?

Jack felt that he was really wronged, he had just arrived in the morning, and he followed the effort to go out after a meal, and he didn't expect it to be so "smooth".

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"The discovery of such a large number of bodies near Phoenix is undoubtedly a full-fledged escalation of the drug syndicate's operations, and Washington will certainly demand a local explanation for why such an incident occurred deep in the heart of the United States."

These could be victims of gang fights, or illegal immigrants who have been extorted for ransom, but it will take a few weeks to identify the victims."

That night, the case made the national news, and Jack was bored by pressing the TV remote to change the channel, and almost all news channels were rolling the news tonight.

If you think about it with your ass, there is definitely someone behind this, maybe the CIA, maybe the DEA, maybe the FBI, or even the joint efforts of many parties.

Jack put down the TV remote control and picked up the phone next to him, on which was a long message from Justin.

After leaving Los Angeles, he left his original mobile phone with Jiejie as requested, holding an anonymous prepaid mobile phone he bought on the road, but before that, Justin gave him a long list of IP addresses and told him to memorize them.

After that, no matter what mobile phone he uses, as long as he can access the Internet, log in to this IP address using the mobile phone browser, and after entering a one-time password with a date embedded, Justin can instantly take over it, and the same is true for other computer tablets and the like.

Jack thinks this method is good, compared to the advanced artificial intelligence in those sci-fi movies, Justin is a hacker like a more reassuring person, easy to use but just as easy to use.

The old man's message sent by Justin was mainly to help convey the concern of several girls, and they all knew that this guy had just gone to Phoenix on the front foot, and there was such a big news on the back foot.

Justin could have conveyed the greeting in one sentence, but he had to divide it into Hannah. Zoe said. Maureen said. Jiejie said.

Jack frowned and read the message, and replied OK, and the content of the previous message disappeared along with this reply, as if it had never appeared.

Eh, it didn't blow up, let you spoil it, I won't blow it up.

(End of chapter)