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

Chapter 1384 Cunning Opponent

However, Reese no longer needed support. A killer who came to his door was blocked by him, Fusco, and Danny who had gone there to deliver equipment.

Unfortunately, the result was somewhat unexpected. The three people who had never worked together before had some errors in their coordination. After Reese unloaded the killer's pistol through the door, Fusco who suddenly rushed out from the next room used too much force and crashed down with the second-floor railing.

The unlucky killer who came to the door to kill and silence the witness had most of his ribs broken by Fusco and died on the spot.

Detective "Dou Dou" was also bravely injured, with a broken left arm bone, and was just sent to the hospital.

Jack was quite amused when he heard the news, he finally remembered the origin of Fusco's nickname, it seemed that he was always beaten and injured, so the fans gave him the nickname "Dou Dou", which came from the joke of "eating, sleeping and playing Dou Dou".

"This is the phone used by the killer." Reese handed an Apple phone to Finch.

Jack glanced at the dejected man following Reese and found something strange, "What happened to Powell?"

"He's just worried about his family's safety," Danny shrugged. "And...wondering if he can ever go home."

First he lost his job and kept it a secret from his wife for half a year. Then he was involved in a Hollywood-like plot and became the scapegoat for the murder of a high-ranking figure. If Powell's mentality did not collapse after experiencing all this, Jack would have to take a closer look at this man's appearance.

"It's all over, Mr. Powell. We're going to pick up your wife and children now and go home together." Jack patted the other's shoulder and comforted him.

Powell still looked frustrated, and even gave people the feeling that he would burst into tears in the next second, "I just want more time, find a reliable job, and start over.

I had even planned to confess everything to Leslie in the past two days, but now it's too late."

Ah, this, Jack remembered what his wife Leslie said when they were at Powell's house before. She seemed to have noticed that her husband was unemployed a long time ago.

Did this guy save the earth in his previous life? Otherwise, how could he have such a virtuous wife?

"Don't worry, everything will be over, whether it's the current case or the money problem." Jack said and glanced at Finch, who pointed at himself in surprise, then his expression suddenly realized.

Danny waved the handcuffs in front of Powell and said gently, "Just cooperate. By the time we get to the police station, the truth will be out. You won't even be put in a holding cell."

After handcuffing Powell, he looked at the killer's iPhone in Finch's hand and asked, "What should we do next? Track the phone and see if we can find the mastermind behind it?"

Finch's expression was a little tangled. "I underestimated the enemy before. Now the system in the library needs to be completely rebuilt. I'm afraid it will be too late to trace the source."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Apple phone in his hand rang, and the caller number showed an anonymous number.

"At least say hello?" Jack sighed. The timing was too coincidental. It was too late for the operations center to take action now. Judging from the caution shown by the other party, it would be difficult to catch him with just a phone call.

Finch nodded and answered the phone. Sure enough, a strange female voice changed by a voice changer came from the other end, "Is everything over?"

"Not yet, but I think it will be soon." After Finch said this, the other party was silent for a few seconds and then the call was hung up.

That night, an audio recording was posted anonymously online. It was a conversation between Peter Matheson, the campaign manager and business partner of assassinated city council member Mike DeLancey, and a suspected killer gang leader. In addition to the NYPD and the FBI, almost all well-known media mailboxes in New York received this recording from an "unlawful" source.

The next morning, FBI agents and NYPD police officers showed up at Peter Matheson's door, but it was too late.

There was an open laptop on the table in the living room, and in the WORD document on the screen was a very perfunctory, short suicide note of only a few dozen words.

"Dear friends, I feel unspeakably guilty and ashamed for what I have done."

The cold body was lying on the table, the blood had coagulated into purple-black, and Matheson was still holding a Glock pistol in his hand.

"This is the crudest disguised suicide scene I have ever seen," Aubrey commented afterwards.

It was already three days after the case was closed, and everyone had a new wanted order to execute, so they were packing up their equipment in the armory in the small building at the base.

Clay also expressed his support for his statement, "He is right. No one would type out a suicide note on the computer using WORD, but forget to clear the shameful browser history when committing suicide."

Jubal sighed, "I'm not disagreeing with you, after all, suicides usually shoot themselves in the head, not the chest.

But now that the prosecutor has decided to drop the charges against Powell and close Matheson's death as suicide, no one except us will care about the mysterious killer gang, so this is it for the time being."

Jack said it didn't matter, "The dead weren't good people anyway, right?"

"It's better for your friends, especially Mr. Finch, to pay attention to their own safety," Jubal reminded.

Jack had a strange expression on his face. "With his ability to conceal his whereabouts, we don't need to worry about this problem for the time being."

The day after the incident, Finch tracked an IP address through the killer's cell phone, but when Jack arrived, the house was empty.

Researchers at the CSI laboratory extracted a bunch of trace evidence from the dormitory of a female college student who had taken a leave of absence and went home, but found nothing in the end.

It’s not that the researchers are not good enough, but after excluding the DNA of the female college student, her boyfriend and other same-sex and opposite-sex "friends", they did find traces of the DNA of a strange woman, but failed to find a match in all criminal databases.

However, just when Jack had some doubts in his heart, the mysterious man directly exposed himself.

The previous invisible network attack and defense infected the system deployed by Finch in the abandoned library with a worm virus. Before completely rebuilding the system, he had to "work" in the Bobst Library for the past two days.

Then, when he connected to the iPhone again, the mysterious man took the initiative to find him and greeted him using the IRC chat tool.

IRC is both a backdoor chat tool and a virus. It is often used by many hackers, and some even use it as the only chat tool.

For example, the private app that Justin once made for Jack is actually a variant of the IRC chat tool.

(End of this chapter)