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

Chapter 1254 A Bumpy Journey

Jack half-truthfully made up a story about his parents having a secret date, and the unaware daughter brought her friends to the hotel to "catch them in adultery".

After all, the truth is too outrageous and no one would believe it even if you told him. And although his FBI identity does not need to be kept secret, Harry's identity as agent "Omega" is top secret.

"Haha, what an interesting story. To be honest, I'm beginning to like you. If you are still willing to cooperate like this, maybe I can suggest to someone to spare your life."

At this time, the three members of the Tusk family were injected with sedatives and fell into a coma. Juno simply sat on Jack's lap, put her arms around his neck and continued to listen to the story.

"So, what you're trying to tell me is that not only his wife and daughter, but even you as an FBI agent don't know Harry's secret identity?"

Maybe it was a psychological effect. Even though the other party was using high-end products, Jack still felt that the smell of the woman's perfume was a bit choking.

"What secret identity? To be honest, although Jessie and I have known each other for several years, we only met unexpectedly in Washington a few days ago. I don't even know Mrs. Tusk, and I only met Mr. Tusk once."

Jack continued to play dumb, and stared at Bai Ni with a lecherous look in his eyes, "Are you saying that Mr. Tusk is actually running some illegal business in secret? And you were sent by his competitor to kill him?
Then maybe we can make a deal. You give me some evidence of his crimes, and I'll be responsible for sending him to jail. What do you think of this kind of cooperation?"

Juno was laughing so hard, as if Jack had told a particularly good joke, "You know what? I actually really like dating you cocky federal agents.

It's really fun to watch you guys talking nonsense with a serious face. "

At this time, the Gulfstream G450 had risen to an altitude of meters and entered a level flight state. Jack sighed and pointed to his neck, "Give me an injection too. I seem to be allergic to the smell of your perfume."
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Harry was awakened by a slight shaking. He sniffed and smelled a strong smell of diesel.

Seeing Jack, who also had his hands tied behind his back, looking at him, he stood up with difficulty and asked, "Where are we?"

"On a sea somewhere near the tropics. If I had to guess, it would be the Caribbean Sea." Jack moved his butt to make way for the narrow porthole behind him.

The scorching sunlight shone through the stained glass, confirming that he was in the bottom cabin of a ship.

Glancing at his wife and daughter who were still sleeping beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze rested on the small bag at Helen's feet. He wanted to continue speaking, but stopped himself.

"This is at the bottom of the cabin. There's no one else here. I've confirmed that." Although Jack got an injection afterwards, he ended up taking a nap because he was too bored.

More than ten hours had passed since they were kidnapped last night, of which the flight time was less than three hours, and the rest of the bumpy journey was basically spent on transferring vehicles along the way.

"After they got us on board, they kept circling, probably to avoid the Coast Guard patrol. We've been on the boat for about 12 hours. If you wake up later, you can see the beautiful sunset."

Jack's words surprised Harry and he stopped trying to get rid of the handcuffs. "They didn't give you anesthesia?"

"Of course I injected it, but my drug resistance might be a bit high." Jack brushed off the topic in a pretentious manner, "I'm not sure if the stuff is on the ship, so it's better to wait until we reach the destination." Harry thought about it, nodded, and found a more comfortable position to lean on, "I hope Gibson can be smarter this time."

With a companion, Jack was finally not so bored anymore. The two chatted in low voices until the sun set. The light in the warehouse dimmed little by little, and Jessie and Helen woke up groaning.

Compared to Jack and Harry, the two ladies were not so calm. Of course, except for Helen who was still anxious, Jessie was more troubled by physiological problems.

Fortunately, not long after, a clanging sound was finally heard overhead. Several terrorists went down to the bottom cabin, put hoods on the four people, and took them to the deck.

Amid the loud protests of Jessie and Helen, the four of them took turns to solve their physiological problems in the bathroom, and were then sent to the helicopter.

After nearly half an hour of bumpy ride, the helicopter landed and someone was already waiting there.

"Hurry up and take that stuff off their faces."

The voice of the person speaking sounded a little unfamiliar, but after the hood was taken off, Harry and Jack felt relieved as they finally saw the real person.

Although he had just flashed past him on a motorcycle, Jack did not forget this Middle Eastern guy with a slightly high hairline and a shiny forehead - Salim Abu Aziz.

The leader of the "Dark Jihad" who had shaved his beard looked younger than the photo in the profile. If you ignore the camouflage uniform and tactical vest he was wearing, he actually had a scholarly temperament.

Aziz only knew Harry, who had fought with him. He stood in front of him and sneered, then nodded to Juno beside him and said, "Bring them all in." Then he turned and left.

Jack observed the surroundings, and all he saw were tall tropical trees, palm trees, coconut trees, etc., plus the faint smell of sea water between his nostrils, confirming that they were on a tropical island at the moment.

Several terrorists pushed and shoved the four people into a warehouse-like building. The lights were on and the generators were rumbling, but in the middle were three huge statues that were totally out of place with the scene.

"Isn't it incredible?" Juno reached out and touched one of the statues. The three or four meter tall stone statue reminded Jack of the Sphinx under the Egyptian pyramids.

"I called them the Four Horsemen, representing courage. Unfortunately, one of them was broken by some idiots during transportation, and now there are only three left."

With a slightly boastful tone, the antique dealer even gave everyone some scientific knowledge, "They once belonged to Darius of the Persian Empire and were created around 500 BC. They are well-deserved priceless treasures."

Aziz sneered, "If you had been more careful when you hired someone to transport them, I wouldn't have needed to release an extra nuclear bomb as bait."

The ladies present might have been a little confused, but Jack and Harry had roughly guessed that one statue corresponded to one nuclear bomb, and they actually transported the nuclear bomb out of Greece in this way.

(End of this chapter)