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

Chapter 1256 Veritaserum

"We were able to prove that Dark Jihad did possess three thermonuclear weapons and all the equipment needed to detonate them."

After speaking to the camera, Jack and Harry were taken away, and Aziz stood in front of the camera and gave a long and impassioned speech until the camera battery began to run out.
The femme fatale who was bribed with $500 million to help transport the nuclear bomb was obviously not interested in such political speeches. She took several terrorists and took the four people into a small house not far from the warehouse.

The hut seemed to be a cleaned-out storage room with iron chains and long hooks hanging from the beams. A skinny old man who looked like a skeleton was wiping a sharp scalpel in front of a broken wooden table.

The dim light, the ferocious-looking old man, and the various torture instruments placed before him gave Helen, who had regained her composure, a sense of foreboding.

Jessie, however, remained calm. After all, she had seen ogres before, so the current situation was just a small matter for her.

"Okay, let me introduce you. This is Samir." Juno signaled his men to handcuff Jack and Harry to the pillars respectively, and forced Helen and Jessie to sit opposite them, and also handcuffed them.

"Guess what he is good at? There is a reward if you guess correctly."

"Is it necessary to do this? If you want to know something, why don't you just ask me directly?" Jack smiled, but he was actually very impatient.

Although he had healing skills, he still felt pain, and if a few small parts were really removed in front of Harry's family, it would be difficult to make up for it.

Juno scratched Jack's cheek lightly with her fingers and said teasingly, "I think you are the most dishonest here. Will you tell me Harry's true identity?"

"He's a federal secret agent, don't you already know that?" Jack exerted a little force on his wrists behind his back, and felt relieved after making sure that the handcuffs could not trap him. All he had to do next was find an opportunity to break out.

Juno simply sat down on Jack's lap, which made Jessie frown slightly.

"I told you that you are dishonest. What I want to know is which federal agency Harry is an agent for."

Jack was speechless. "Do you think this is still important at this point?"

"Of course it's important. It's related to how much I need to spend to change my identity after this is over. But it seems that you don't intend to tell me, right?"

Juno chuckled, "Samir is an expert in this area. He received professional training in this area when he was in Cuba. However, as his opponents, you two are also very powerful."

She raised one foot and rubbed it against Harry's knee. "How many years have you concealed your identity and deceived your wife and daughter? 20 years? 25 years? Mrs. Tusk, do you want to make a bet with me to see how long he can last?"

Under the worried gazes of Helen and Jessie, Jack and Harry each received an injection.

The skinny old man Samir injected the two people with the drug and said slowly, "The drug will be at its strongest in about 20 minutes. We will have a good chat then."

"I can't wait." Harry choked, looking at Juno who was still hugging Jack's neck and asked, "Why do you want to help a group of crazy lunatics? It's obvious that you don't believe in religion."

"Of course they're a bunch of rich crazy people. Do you know how much student loan I had when I graduated from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago?"

Juno looked angry. "Even if I don't eat or drink, the salary I earn at the museum will take me at least ten years to pay it back. So I don't care about anything as long as I can make money."

"You crazy bitch! Do you know how many people you've killed?" Jessie finally couldn't help but yelled. "Hey, I promise you'll die before your lover, how about that?"

Juno smiled and left a lip print on Jack's cheek, "Thank you, handsome FBI man, thank you for giving me a wonderful memory on the plane ride here."

Jack's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the woman in disbelief. How could she slander someone's innocence out of thin air?
Juno walked away with an elegant cat-like step, leaving two guards guarding the cottage, one inside and one outside.

"She obviously liked you before, why is she throwing dirty water on me? Didn't you two have a passionate tango dance together?" Jack frowned and looked at Harry, whose eyes were already a little straight.

"Because you are younger and more handsome than me." Harry felt dizzy and answered involuntarily.

Helen asked worriedly, "What did that guy hit you with?"

"Sodium thiopental, temazepam, scopolamine or something similar. In short, it is an anesthetic that can make people tell the truth involuntarily." Jack listed a list of truth serums.

"So you will really tell the truth?" Jessie's eyes suddenly became bright.

"Ask your dad anything, preferably questions that he would definitely lie about under normal circumstances." While Jack was shifting the blame, he also deliberately imitated Harry's appearance at the moment, sticking out his tongue and pretending that he was also affected by the potion.

"He's a professional agent, and he must have received tolerance training, so the drug will take effect in a short time. You'd better ask quickly."

Before Jessie could speak, Helen asked, "Are we going to die?"

"Of course." Harry answered decisively, "We will be tortured to death, and you will most likely be shot in the head." Jack also nodded repeatedly.

"It seems to be working." Helen nodded to her daughter.

Then she asked a second question, "How long have you been a secret agent?"

"Twenty-five years." Harry shook his head, already somewhat confused.

Helen gritted her teeth and glanced at her daughter beside her, "Does that mean you became an agent before Jessie was born?"

"Then do you still love your mother?" Jessie seized the opportunity to speak up, and her leaky little cotton-padded jacket finally came in handy at this moment.

"Of course, I've always loved her, and I love you, too, dear." Harry's voice became longer and longer, and his head slowly drooped.

Helen's face looked much better, but she turned to Jack and asked, "What is your relationship with my daughter?"

"Uh, friend?" Jack almost choked on his own saliva, wondering why the question was directed to him again. Fortunately, he improvised and quickly added, "A very good friend."

Helen curled her lips in disdain and was thinking about the next question when she heard Jessie continue to ask, "So how many female friends like me do you have now who you have a close relationship with?"

(End of this chapter)