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

Chapter 1359 The Trouble with Detective Doudou
Just by looking at Dr. Tillman's attitude at this moment, Jack could tell that she was definitely a very responsible and professional doctor.

Finch's attitude was that he was here to get a prescription, or in other words, a painkiller.

The problem of Americans being addicted to painkillers is well known, but apart from those unscrupulous doctors who are deeply tied to pharmaceutical companies, most doctors with prescribing rights will only pay a little attention and avoid prescribing too many and being targeted by the FDA (Food and Drug Administration).

Generally speaking, for long-term patients like Finch who are temporarily treated and have obvious symptoms, it is not worth wasting too much energy to just prescribe a week's worth of painkillers and send them off.

"Your uncle really should have a comprehensive checkup, CT, MRI, etc."

However, the next second before she finished her words, the female doctor met Jack's eyes and could not continue.

It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul, but some windows have curtains. Many times, the first thing people see through the window may not be the interior of the room, but may be particularly beautiful curtains.

"I promise you, Dr. Tillman, I will try to convince my uncle. Our family is very concerned about his health, but you know, some people get a little stubborn as they age."

As Jack spoke, he tried to make his eyes more "sincere".

Dr. Tillman swallowed the rest of his words and smiled helplessly, "Well, considering that you and your uncle are the most polite family members and patients I have received this week, I will make an exception, but only for three days."

As she said this, she turned around and started writing a prescription. Finch, who was "glaring" at Jack, was reminded by him and quickly took out the pager he had prepared in advance and exchanged it with the one that Dr. Tillman had placed on the small table earlier.
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"Do I really look like an old fogey, Agent Taverer?" After leaving the hospital, Finch was still a little indignant.

Apparently, age concerns aren't limited to women.

Jack did not defend himself, but directly turned the tables, "Your acting is terrible, Mr. Finch, and the conscientious female doctor is right, you really should consider your health problems.

Also, we can call Mr. Reese. Since both of us have shown our faces, the tracking work should be left to him. "

Tracking is hard work. You need to be careful at all times to keep the target in your sight and avoid frequent encounters that may cause the target to become alert.

Since Dr. Tillman can't see any problems for the time being, we can only take the stupid approach and conduct 24-hour tracking and monitoring, which is also a disguised form of protection.

Finch and Reese already had their own group codenamed "POI", but currently there are still only two of them in the team, and there is a serious shortage of manpower.

But fortunately, the target this time is a workaholic. He is at the hospital before dawn every morning and does not get off work until dark at night, so he does not need additional support from the FBI.

Therefore, in 24 hours a day, Reese is only responsible for one point and one line of the "two points and one line", which adds up to less than 10 hours. Finch can monitor the rest of the time through the surveillance cameras throughout the corridors of the wards.

Jack didn't mean to leave the hard work to Reese, but he still had his main job, and even if there were no major cases recently, he still had a lot of things to do. In addition to official business, there was also a request for help from "Bean Bean" Detective Lionel Fusco, who was targeted by a drug trafficking gang called "Matador".

Fusco originally wanted to find Reese, but after much deliberation, he finally contacted Jack, who "looked easier to talk to", an FBI agent who was very close to his own director. Compared with the cool-looking man in a suit who was unidentified and always had a stern face, the former seemed to give him a greater sense of security.

Jack waited in the small building of the base on Long Island and met Detective "Doudou" with an extremely ugly expression. After listening to his story and combining it with the previous situation, he roughly understood what was going on.

"The drugs and cash that Stiles and his gang stole belong to a Mexican gang from Sinaloa?" Jack knew a little about some local gangs, especially the drug gangs with ties to Mexico.

Stiles is now buried in Oyster Bay, and it is announced that he has joined the witness protection program, while his subordinates and Assistant District Attorney Diane Hansen, who was once considered a victim by Reese, have been imprisoned in a high-security federal prison.

As some rumors of deliberate release spread, the drug dealers who were robbed by their gangs finally realized that their goods and money were actually swallowed up by a group of corrupt policemen. So they set their sights on the only corrupt policeman who was still "living happily" outside - Fusco.

"They are a group of executioners. Once you are targeted by them, it will be difficult for your head to remain on your neck." Detective "Dou Dou" had a very ugly expression on his face.

Jack turned his eyes away from the TV hanging on the wall. This year's presidential election was in full swing.

A poor boy from the Rust Belt, who is described by the media as a blue-collar spokesperson, is arguing with an old man from the Donkey Party on a TV show about guns, economic recession and drugs.

He was not interested in such political issues. The reason he took a closer look was purely because in his previous life he had been what the presidential candidate called "peasants".

The words "farmer" and "peasants" both mean farmers in the English context, but the former is more neutral and emphasizes the occupational attribute. Whether it is a farmer or a ranch owner, they can call themselves "farmer".

The latter is purely derogatory, referring to poor people who lack education, which can be roughly understood as "乡无宁" in Shanghai's language.

"When you got involved with Stiles and his gang, you should have realized that you were being targeted by those 'dangerous elements', right?"

Jack poured a cup of hot tea for Detective Bean. "What do you want me to do? If people find out that you are with the FBI, it might be detrimental to the mission assigned to you by Director Frank Reagan."

"They found me in front of my son." Fusco's voice trembled slightly. "If I die, there will be no mission. What do you think?"

"The NYPD is a huge organization. It shouldn't be that difficult to find another bad cop. After all, as you said before, you're just a nobody and you only have preliminary contact with 'HR'."

These words made Fusco's face look even uglier. Seeing that his hand holding the teacup couldn't stop shaking, Jack decided not to tease him anymore. "Why don't you introduce the so-called 'Matador' gang first, and then we can work out how to solve this problem together."

(End of this chapter)