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

Chapter 1328 Jack's Acting Skills
The Citroën 2CV has a top speed of only 80 kilometers per hour, so normally the only vehicles it can catch up with are bicycles and buses.

Fortunately, the chase is taking place in downtown Paris, where the paved roads are not only bumpy, but the road along the Seine is only four lanes wide at most.

So, relying on his fairly good driving skills and Jack's guidance based on the electronic map on his mobile phone, Reese managed to catch up with the motorcycle ridden by the "French Frog" with his small Citroen 2CV.

The two teams chased and intercepted him separately. Reese and Jack followed closely and forced him into an alley. Frank, driving a Porsche 911 Carrera GTS, was waiting at the other end and directly knocked the "French Frog" away.

The Porsche sports car is a two-seater sports car like Jack's Audi R8, but the smaller Citroen 2CV can accommodate four passengers including the driver.

So in the end, it was Reese and Jack who stepped forward and dragged the "French Frog" whose glasses were knocked off from the ground, and they got away before the French police arrived.
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"You are wasting your time! I don't have what you want here!" The "French Frog" started yelling when it found itself being taken back to its nest.

Anna, who had searched the place in advance, shrugged at everyone, indicating that she had found nothing. "We've opened all the safes, but we didn't find the original copy of the 'Night Shadow' plan."

This is why they came to Paris to find the "French Frog", because even the Americans who planned this plan did not have complete relevant information.

According to the information Harry obtained from the high-level meeting, since the nuclear device disappeared inexplicably in Moscow, most of the people who knew about it were cleared out afterwards.

Now, more than 30 years have passed, and not only are there no insiders left, but even the planner, the American general, has died in his office in the Pentagon.

Britain's MI6 was also involved in this incident, but the relevant report in their hands disappeared inexplicably more than ten years ago. The one that appeared on the Internet before only had the cover and the first few pages of content, which should be the one that MI6 had.

Find this report and figure out who asked the "French Frog" to put this thing on the Internet. It would be best if we could follow the clues to find the whereabouts of the missing nuclear bomb, so that Frank and Marvin can completely get rid of their current troubles.

"You, a bunch of running dogs of imperialism, will definitely pay the price for this." The "French Frog" was pressed on the chair, but he showed an expression of being determined to die rather than surrender.

"So you know who we are?" Frank was a little surprised that he and Cartaya were recognized by this guy at a glance in the restaurant. Logically speaking, when he was active in Paris, this kid should still be wearing diapers.

"Of course, the old guy from CIA, FSB or KGB, who else?" "French Frog" glanced at Jack, "Is this guy who hasn't even grown all his hair MI6 or Mossad?"

"The Second Department of the General Staff." Jack suddenly said in pure Serious accent the name of a rare intelligence department that has always been low-key. Not only the "French Frog", but everyone else also looked at him with awe.

“Don’t be surprised. Even in Seris there are white ethnic minorities. Our goal is to find the whereabouts of the nuclear bomb.

The world situation is tense enough now. No one wants to see World War III break out. As a Frenchman, whether you are an Angevin member or believe in other ideologies, at least you should agree with us on this point, right? "

Jack spoke a long paragraph in French without blushing or beating his heart. Seeing that the "French Frog" still looked suspicious, he repeated it in Seris. It seemed that he was shocked by the lineup of the "three regulars" gathered together, or perhaps for some other reason, the "French Frog" took off his crooked glasses, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and finally seemed to have made up his mind.

"Okay, just assume that I believe you."

He got up with difficulty, walked to an antique table, opened the drawer, and took out one of the keys from the pile. "Lyon Trust Bank, bearer storage box, show the key to the bank manager, and he will take you to the box."
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"It looks like you've made good progress. Thank you for your hard work." Harry, who was waiting in the hotel suite, felt slightly relieved when he saw everyone returning.

Although he had worked with Jack and had heard of Frank's name, the "French Frog" was also well-known in the intelligence community for his cunning. After all, there were not many guys in this world who could make both the FSB and the CIA helpless.

"Thanks to Jack's acting skills, I didn't expect that his Serbian is better than mine." Frank can also speak a few words of Chinese. He said he learned it when he was in Wuhan. He also asked Jack if he could make hot dry noodles.

"Thank you for the hard work, everyone." Jack said politely. He just didn't want to see the scene get too bloody.

After all, the "French Frog" is just an intelligence broker, not an unforgivable criminal. If the veteran agents of the CIA and FSB were to use some tactics on him, he would be half-crippled if not dead.

Just because he called him an imperialist and he came from an "old revolutionary base" like Paris, Jack subconsciously made an inference about his character, and then casually pulled out a tiger skin. Of course, panda skin or rabbit skin might be more appropriate.

I didn't expect this guy to fall for it. Not only did he take out a key, he also revealed the source of the information.

About a month ago, there was a call from England saying that important intelligence was hidden in the Tower of London.

The "French Frog" thought that MI6 was trying to trap him, and after trying for nearly half a month, he couldn't resist his curiosity and asked someone to dress up as him and go to the Tower of London. As a result, he successfully got the report according to the instructions on the phone.

Harry couldn't help but frown after hearing this, "An anonymous call from the UK? Could it be the troublemaker from MI6?" Obviously, he didn't like the British very much.

“It’s hard to say.” Marvin took out his notebook and read out the key words he had written down earlier. “London accent, probably quite old. The call lasted less than a minute, with only a few words in total. He hung up after leaving a message.”

Jack knew who it was, but he couldn't say it now, so he simply changed the subject, "The bank is closed now, and we plan to open the box early tomorrow morning. Can you confirm the current whereabouts of a world-class killer?"

Jack remembered that Frank and Marvin were nearly turned into a hornet's nest by Han's Gatling gun on the street. Jack didn't intend to try his luck with his flesh and blood, so he asked Harry to let the "Omega" people keep an eye on that guy.

"He went directly to Moscow, and it seems that he intends to wait and see." Harry got up from the sofa. "Do you plan to take a rest for a while, or go out for a good meal now?"

(End of this chapter)