Because of the shelter, Jack squinted for a while before Isabel went to sleep, although it was okay if he didn't sleep, but considering that he would have to cross the border tomorrow, there was no need to be so extreme.

When he woke up, he found a small round face with baby fat pressed against his cheek, sleeping soundly, and the hot snort was facing his eyelashes, tickling it.

Tsk, the little girl was really unreliable, she helped keep a vigil and fell asleep, he opened his phone and looked at it, he slept for almost three hours, and his spirit had almost recovered.

Feeling a little cool wetness on his cheeks, Jack sighed silently, he has been a little girl in PUA for the past two days, just so that she can listen to something in the future, so that the old Hunters can save some snacks in the future, after all, the old man is old, and he doesn't have much experience in educating rebellious teenagers.

Yes, the guardians he found for Isabel were none other than Detective Hunter and Aunt Deedie, who had no children under his knees.

I didn't expect the effect to be a little too much, the little girl directly fell in love with the beginning, this is going to be replaced by a bad guy, tsk, I don't dare to think about it.

Jack covered Isabel with the blanket, lit the last cigar himself, sat outside the house to keep vigil, plugged in the power bank on his phone, and slowly flipped through it.

Justin sent him a bunch of messages, all about asking for advice on all kinds of writing skills, she thought of one point and sent one, densely accumulated forty or fifty messages, just now as soon as the phone was turned on, it was like swiping the screen.

Hearing that Isabel, who was still pretending to be asleep in the house just now, began to snore slightly, the corners of Jack's mouth hooked an arc, although Justin was in his 30s, he was about the same as this little guy in terms of mind.

When I go back, I can introduce the two of them to each other, and maybe in the future, Justin will have one more girlfriend in addition to Garcia.

The night is long, idle is idle, the power bank is sufficient, Jack slowly looked at the messages, and replied one by one, he now attaches great importance to Justin.

First, this eldest sister is really pitiful, there are not many people who can really communicate with her, and he is not usually a person who talks too much, but he is very accustomed to communicating with people through text.

When Justin liked to use emojis before, it gave him an unexpected sense of familiarity, and the two chatted often when they had nothing to do, and gradually became more and more tacit.

Second, Justin is really easy to use, before Jack killed a Mexican policeman transporting drugs at the tunnel entrance, and then when he used his police car, he picked up a family photo of the other party.

Later, at Alarcon's villa, he slipped the picture into the maid's apron pocket and left it for Chris and Braxton, who arrived later.

After Justin got the photo from Chris, he checked the Mexican police officer's information and confirmed that he was just an ordinary cop who was forced to transport drugs, and had no other bad deeds, so he passed it on to Jack.

Considering the actual situation in Mexico, although Jack didn't think there was anything wrong with shooting himself at the time, it was true that his shot shattered the ordinary family, so he wanted to make some compensation.

However, before he could speak, Justin told him that he had come full circle, and finally through a local Catholic church, he gave the orphan and widow a small amount of money, but enough to give the little boy who loved to play football the education he deserved before he became an adult.

Isn't this kind of hacker friend better than those AI or artificial intelligence retards?

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The next afternoon, Jack stopped a car on the road to the small town of Reynosa, paid $50 and hitchhiked into Reynossa.

This was one of the routes he had previously negotiated with Cordell Walker, and the territory here belonged to neither the Matamoros nor the Reyes, and it was a minor smuggler who was not well-known and did not even involve DU traffickers.

Cordell Walker had already mastered their smuggling routes, and now all Jack had to do was cross the border after dark, far behind the stowaways.

I found a second-hand clothing store, changed Isabel's hoodie, pulled up her long hair and tucked it into her hat, and at first glance, it didn't look much different from a good-looking little boy.

Then he bought a broken car at a car dealership for $800, and after nightfall, he stopped on a remote road, turned off the fire and waited quietly.

In the wee hours of the morning, a dilapidated bus jolted down a potholed dirt road, and Jack waited a few moments before starting the car, far behind the faint taillights in the distance.

After driving in the dark for 20 minutes, I saw the bus stop in the distance, Jack hit the steering wheel, and the broken car turned directly into the bushes on the side of the road.

Pulling open the door, he slipped his phone and two pistols into a waterproof bag, hung them on Isabel's chest, told her to protect them, turned and picked her up, and jumped into the woods like an agile leopard.

The Mexican smugglers in the bus in front of them had already gotten out of the car at this time, and under the guidance of a young man, more than a dozen people walked along the path for another half an hour before they came to the Rio Grande.

Thanks to the water conservancy projects upstream, and the proximity to the Gulf of Mexico, it is not the rushing water that really prevents people from crossing the river, but the silt at the bottom of the river.

The moon was fine tonight, the clear water shimmered in the moonlight, and Jack lay on the bank of the river, unblinking as he watched the stowaways wade across the river half a man deep.

There was no hurry to confirm the location, and when these people were finished, he waited for another half an hour, and then he carried Isabel on his back again, and crossed the river with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

When they had crossed the Rio Grande, they set foot again on American soil, and Jack did not let go of the little girl, but continued to carry her on his back, and ran with quick steps, until he passed through the woods, and followed a path that had been trodden out until he reached the main road, and then stopped.

The lights flashed ahead, a box truck was stopped on the side of the road, and several federal border police cars surrounded the stowaways.

Jack took out his phone from the waterproof bag around Isabel's neck, replaced it with a mobile phone card, and called Walker, and a short time later, a pickup truck with the "TexasRanger" logo flashed its police lights and stopped on the side of the road.

"Welcome back!" Walker, wearing a cowboy hat, waved at the two men who were peeking out behind the trees.

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"To New York? Why? Jack was stunned by Rosie's words.

Now a week later, the BAU team quickly figured out the ins and outs of the supermarket bombing, a fundamentalist sect in New Jersey, and the rest was handed over to other departments, and dealing with terrorists was not their forte.

The old couple became Isabel's guardians, and the old couple was overjoyed with this smart and lovely little girl, which can be said to make up for their regrets over the years.

Jack said that he didn't need to pee the to pick up a ready-made intimate little padded jacket, and he didn't know where to find this kind of good thing, but Hannah was a little jealous.

Interestingly, Hannah didn't eat Jack's vinegar, but Deedie's, and she felt that her dear Aunt Dee Dee had obviously become eccentric after having Isabel, and it was clear that she was the little pumpkin that the two old men loved the most.

This kind of thing doesn't get mixed with Jack, Hannah is purely crazy, and it's too late for him to clean up the mess before.

The bombed-out building is ready to be rebuilt, but Jack doesn't plan to live there, and this scumbag who likes the new and hates the old has already begun to think about how to toss the new small farm.

After spending a lot of money to transplant the fruit trees in the backyard to the farm, Jack lost himself in the blueprints.

No way, I have never been a small landlord in my two lives, I really have no experience, and I have too many ideas in my head.

Fortunately, the money bag that had bottomed out stopped his delusions, and now the little money in hand was barely enough to rebuild his original house, and as for completely renovating the small farm, it was purely a lot of thoughts.

Although Hannah didn't mind spending the money for him, Jack thought twice and reluctantly refused, after all, freedom is precious, and marrying after the age of thirty is the bottom limit, which cannot be shaken.

As a result, at this time, Rosie gave him such a "surprise".

"Is that the intention to make Jack a scapegoat?"

"It's too much, this matter started because of me, and I'm willing to take all the responsibility."

Looking at the resentful Jiejie and the angry Emily, Rosie rubbed her eyebrows with a headache.

"Jack is still a guy from BAU, it's just an ordinary expatriate, secondment! It's only two years at most, maybe a year if it's fast, and the New York office promises that we can bring him back at any time to help if we need it. ”

Rosie explained bitterly, Jack just expressed surprise, how the other people reacted more than the other, before talking to them, he had managed to convince Hodgner, and now he had to do it again.

"A high-level agent was killed and seriously injured on the CIA's side, and Jack left the team without permission before, although there is a more reasonable explanation, but there must be an explanation for this matter."

Rossi was also very helpless, although the previous operation failed, but under the concerted efforts of other departments, the pot was basically borne by the CIA.

On the contrary, because of Jack's performance in turning the tide, coupled with the later change in the direction of the wind, the FBI has not only gained face but also has been paid attention to in domestic counter-terrorism, which is a win-win situation, referred to as a win-win situation.

(End of chapter)