Since he couldn't stop it, Jack didn't bother to persuade him anymore, replacing him would only make his hands darker, and of course he also had a more covert way of torture.

But this case is led by the NYPD, and he is not good at taking the lead, not to mention that Danny is right, the life of the little girl is more important.

As for the conviction or something, it is a matter of waiting for the person to be saved, and no matter how bad it is, he can die unexpectedly, and it is impossible to let this kind of thing cause trouble again.

"Gollum."

"Where is she?"

"Die!"

"Gollum."

"One last chance, tell me where she is? Say it! ”

"I don't know!"

"Don't know? I don't know! ”

"Gollum."

"Stop! I'm going to die! ”

"Gollum."

Ten minutes later, Danny opened the door with a bruised, swollen and watery Donald Bens.

Jack subconsciously took a half step back, looking at this guy who drank enough toilet water with disgust, not to mention that this is a cheap long-term rental hotel in Lao Mei, even if it is a toilet cleaned by those cleaners with "craftsman spirit" in the island country, he will still feel disgusted.

"Did he say that?"

"Of course, in a rented warehouse nearby, guess what name he uses? Monsignor Nicholas。 Danny angrily shoved the guy and told him to hurry up.

"Uh, the Patronus of Children? It's ironic. Jack now knows a lot about European and American cultures, and St. Nicholas is the prototype of Santa Claus, who is regarded by Europeans as the patron saint of children and women.

The tradition of cleaning chimneys and hanging socks to receive gifts originated in the story of St. Nicholas in Northern Finland, and in many places, St. Nicholas Day on December 6 is considered more important than Christmas.

Jack helped Danny stuff the non-combustible garbage into the narrow back seat of the Dodge Hellcat, lamenting that she had to hide it from Hannah, or she would have rubbed the inside of the car several times with alcohol afterwards.

With a light rain falling in the sky, bringing a bit of coolness to New York in early summer, Jack turned around two street corners and stopped in front of an alley, in front of an old brick and concrete factory converted into a rental warehouse.

As soon as the two got out of the car, a siren sounded behind them, which was the reinforcement they called on the road, and in addition to the police car, they also called an ambulance.

"Leave it to me, you take care of the guy in the back seat, and escort him back to the police station when the matter is over." Danny took a pair of long-handled pliers from one of the officers, walked over to the metal roller shutter door, and cut off the padlock.

Jack stepped forward to help him lift the heavy metal shutter door, which was divided into a small warehouse that was rented out like a prison cell.

"No. 86, look for it separately." Danny was about to rush into the passage in a hurry, but was pulled back, and Jack pointed to the layout plan hanging on the wall a little speechlessly, this guy was a little concerned and messed up.

After a few minutes of navigating through what seemed to be a labyrinth of passages, the two finally found Storage Room 86.

"Teresa!" Danny called out several times in a row, his heart became more and more agitated, and his hand holding the powerful tongs trembled violently, and several times it was unsuccessful.

"I'll do it." Jack snatched the pliers from his hand and cut the padlock off the door in one fell swoop.

"Teresa?!" As soon as he opened the iron door and saw the small figure cowering in the corner, Danny's heart lifted.

He trembled and stretched out his fingers, probing under the little girl's nose, and the whole person relaxed, "Hey, Teresa, wake up, wake up." ”

He gently shook the little girl's body and woke her up.

"Hmm-hmm" Teresa seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare, and her eyes widened in horror.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're safe, I'm a police officer, understand? I'll take you home, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. ”

Danny seamlessly switched from a hot hand detective to a gentle uncle, comforting each other softly, and then took off his coat and draped it over the girl's body.

The girl's tears welled up at once, but she couldn't cry because of the tape on her mouth.

"Don't move, don't move, I'll be very careful to help you take this off, it hurts a little, but hold back." As he spoke, he carefully helped the girl tear off the tape that sealed her mouth.

"Ahem." Jack handed over a bag of evidence in due time, signaling him to put the tape in, maybe there will be fingerprints or something, this guy has two sons, but he didn't expect that he was a daughter slave in his bones.

"You'll be fine in no time." Danny walks out of the warehouse with little Teresa in his arms.

The little girl just hugged his neck and cried fiercely, and the kitten-like whimper made Jack's heart melt behind him, let alone a certain person, almost staged a scene of a macho man crying.

"Where's my mom?" Little Teresa had already suppressed her crying at this time and asked in a low voice.

"You'll see her soon, it's okay, listen, these are doctors, they're going to take you to the hospital, your mom and dad will be waiting for you there, you know?"

Danny said as he urged the first responders, "Hurry, please, she needs insulin urgently, right away." ”

The first responder with the blanket carefully took Teresa, nodded, placed her on the stretcher, and pushed her into the ambulance.

"Have you ever thought about having another daughter?" Jack said with a smile as he watched the ambulance go away.

"Whew~~~" Danny ignored his teasing and let out a long breath, a smile on his face, "Anyway, there is finally a perfect ending." ”

However, things didn't always seem to go as expected, and Donald Bens, who was escorted into the back seat of a police car, shouted under the flashing lights of the reporters who arrived later.

"Police abuse of violence! That's the guy who wants to drown me! He shoved my head down the toilet. ”

Well, it's been a lot of bumps.

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After a comfortable night's sleep, Jack got up early in the morning and called Dana Moge to report on the progress of the case, and cleaned up.

By Monday, Hannah was returning from vacation, and on Saturday, the case was supposed to be over, and he would be able to rest in peace by saying hello to Jubal, but after lunch, Jack went to the F.B.I. office in the federal building.

It seems that Jack's work has gradually been on the right track recently, and the joint operation project with the local police station only needs to be slowly promoted through time, and Dana Moge has a faint sense of letting go.

This time, she arranged for him to follow up on the NYPD case, and she didn't ask more about the case except for taking Jack to watch Frank Reagan's press conference for a few minutes and introduce some inside information.

I don't know if I was really very relieved of Jack, or if I was deliberately testing him, of course, it could be that the case was progressing too fast this time, and it only took them half a day to find the little girl who was kidnapped.

After all, Dana More, as the assistant director, manages the FBI field office in New York City, and in addition to Manhattan, there are five subsidiary offices in Queens, Hudson Valley, Long Island and other areas.

Unlike the NYPD, which has nothing to do outside of New York City, these offices are collectively known as the New York Field Office, which covers the entire southeastern part of New York State.

In addition, because the United Nations headquarters is located in Manhattan, there is also an international department that works with a number of countries to investigate federal citizens abroad and cases involving overseas interests.

So the leader is very busy, and Jack understands it very well, but the report still has to be reported, and he waited outside the office for a while, watching the middle-level leaders at the level of a supervisor come in and out, he didn't know anyone, so he simply found a newspaper and pretended to study seriously.

Tsk, sure enough, the broken incident in the early morning was stabbed in the news, but fortunately, I don't know if the relationship between the NYPD and the local media is good, or if everyone pays more attention to the cute abducted little girl this time, the broken incident about violent law enforcement is just a mouthful, and most of them basically praise the rapid and powerful rescue operation.

Just as he was watching with relish, Dana Moge asked in confusion, "How long are you going to sit outside my office?" ”

"Uh" looked up to see that there was no one nearby, and the female boss was leaning over to look at him at the door of the office, Jack quickly put away the newspaper and followed the boss into the office.

"In the future, just knock on the door and enter the office when you ask me, you are the BUA consultant I hired, and you don't need to care about other people's opinions." Dana Moge said and handed him a cup of coffee, but her expression was very satisfied.

Europeans and Americans may not be modest, but they respect their superiors and know that there is no distinction between Eastern and Western cultures, which is the basic rule of the workplace.

"The case is almost over, so there's nothing urgent, but I guess there will be some trouble in the follow-up, I just want to ask, do you need me to continue to follow up?" Jack took the coffee and tasted it, tsk, the taste of high-end goods is different.

Dana Moge nodded slightly, "Well, after receiving your report this morning, Director Reagan also expressed his gratitude to the FBI on the phone, but I still hope that you will continue to follow up on this case."

Because of the possible allegations of torture, there is a good chance that the case will not proceed to the normal trial process, and Danny Reagan may also be investigated by the NYPD's Department of Internal Affairs. ”

(End of chapter)