American Detective: Starting as a Rookie Cop in an American TV Show

Chapter 1249: Operation "Catching an Adulterer"

It was still the same comfortable big bed in the hotel, and the girl was still lying on Jack's chest.

"It's a pity that I don't know your graduate advisor, otherwise I would have recommended him to give you a high score."

Jack ran his fingers through Jessie's brown hair, confirming her earlier accurate analysis.

"That guy named Simon pretends to be a spy and uses that mystery to seduce housewives who live ordinary lives?"

Jessie smiled oddly, "It's a shame this guy didn't go to Hollywood to be an actor."

Jack was a little speechless, "He seduced your mother, is it really okay for you to be so happy?"

"My agent dad has already targeted this guy." Jessie rolled her eyes at him and made a clicking sound. "So how is he going to deal with that bastard? Is he going to kill him directly or find a place to deal with him?"

Girl, your thoughts are dangerous.

Jack thought to himself that like father, like daughter. When he first encountered the ogre, he felt that Jessie was not an ordinary person. It would be rare for an ordinary girl not to be scared silly when facing a monster like the ogre.

And after discovering that she has a father who looks like the "Terminator", everything seems to make perfect sense.

"If you want to be an FBI agent, you'd better put aside that dangerous idea. Whether you plan to be an agent or a detective, you should never break the rules unless you have no choice."

Jack subconsciously frowned and warned, but then he felt that it was a bit inappropriate to use such a serious tone given the posture of the two of them at the moment, so he readjusted his posture and hugged the girl in his arms.

"This is also a form of self-protection. Keeping a low profile is the most important safety principle."

However, Jessie silenced Jack with just one question: "So what is my dad going to do?"

Seeing that she didn't get an answer for a long time, the girl giggled in his arms, "So he really plans to kill that bastard, right?"

Jack was a little depressed, "That's not the case, but after I tricked Simon yesterday, your father dispatched two teams of action agents to be on standby at all times, probably to scare the other party.

Of course, most importantly, I guess he wants to find out whether your mother really cheated on you, because he even prepared a secret interrogation room. "

Jessie suddenly became excited and hugged her lover's neck tightly, "When are you going to make your move?"

Jack finally managed to get out of the warm and soft embrace and breathe some fresh air again, but his voice was still a little muffled. "It should be tonight, but it's not convenient for me to attend, so I can only come to date you."

"I want to go and take a look. You must have a way, right?" Jessie suddenly sat up, not caring at all that her beauty was suddenly exposed to the air.

"What are you looking at?" Jack was stunned, then he realized that she wanted to watch "catching an adulterer".

"Are you kidding me?" As a daughter, Jessie actually ate the melon on her own parents.

"Don't you think this would be fun?"

"Is this really funny?" Jack retorted. The leaky girl was laughing heartlessly, but suddenly her face straightened up and she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Jack, you don't want my agent dad to know that his precious daughter once called other men 'Daddy', right?"

Jack turned his frozen neck bit by bit and looked at the girl who dared to threaten him with disbelief. How come this father and daughter are both of the same character?
"OK, we heard from the phone call that their meeting time is 10pm. We should still have time to go there now."
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In an RV campsite located in a suburban park, a 1997 red Chevrolet Corvette sports car slowly stopped in front of an old-looking RV.

In a grove not far from the RV, three black figures watched the man and woman in the car get out and enter the RV, then quickly put on their equipment.

Hearing the undisguised sound of trampling dead branches and leaves behind him, the alert Harry pulled the bolt of his gun, turned around and pointed the gun at the person coming.

"Harry, are you serious about this?" Jack raised his hands, somewhat surprised at the three men armed with guns.

Fisher, the Indian guy who was forcibly dragged in to join the crowd, curled his lips and said nothing, lowered his head to check the MP5 submachine gun in his hand. Gibson barely pulled the corner of his mouth, but also looked reluctant, "For us, it is much more troublesome to carry fakes than to carry real guns directly."

Jack took a look at the equipment they had prepared. In addition to guns, they also prepared thermite that could quickly cut a whole piece of steel plate and steel cables for traction. He roughly guessed the next action plan.

Patting the phone in his pocket that was on the line, he reached out to Harry for a black mask and said, "Count me in. A three-person action team is too shabby. It won't scare anyone."

"I thought you didn't want to help." Harry snorted.

I really didn't want to come. I was forced to come because of your leaky little cotton jacket. Jack glanced at the other end of the RV park without saying a word, where his Audi R8 was parked.

This kind of raid, which couldn't be simpler, didn't require much planning. Of course, it was also possible that someone was worried that if they delayed too long, they would see a scene that was too appalling after entering.

After assigning the tasks in a few words, the four of them sneaked around the RV. After confirming again, the Indian guy Fisher pulled out the power of the RV.

A McDonnell Douglas MD-500 Little Bird helicopter flew over the woods and directed its glaring searchlight at the RV window.

The thermite placed by Gibson made a hissing sound and burned along the back half of the RV in just a few seconds. Jack and Harry pulled the thin steel cable hard, and about one-third of the RV body broke away from its original position and fell down with a loud bang.

The screams of men and women rang out in the RV, and Harry and Jack, wearing black masks, rushed in one after another.

Seeing the couple inside hugging each other tightly on the sofa because of the sudden change, Jack breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. Although the posture was a little embarrassing, at least the clothes on their bodies were intact.

However, looking at the used car salesman pressing on his wife, Harry's eyes almost popped out. He was no longer in the mood to think about it. He walked up to the man, grabbed the back of the neck and threw him behind him.

"Don't kill me! I'll do whatever you say! Don't kill me! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The sound of the helicopter's propellers was mixed with the screams of men and women. In the chaos, Jack reached out and grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him back.

Sparks were still coming out of the back half of the RV that was cut by thermite. If you fell on it directly, you would be disfigured even if you could save your life.

Jack escorted the guy out of the RV like a chicken, handcuffed him and put a hood on him. Jack completed his task efficiently, but it was Harry who lost to his wife.

(End of this chapter)