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

Chapter 1415: "POI" Baby-raising Duo
Fusco's mouth was half open, and his expression changed from the pretentious gloom to genuine bitterness.

He originally just came here to complain and to test whether the FBI had any plans to close the net early, so that he could live a peaceful life sooner. However, he was stopped by Jack's words.

"Witness protection? Is it really necessary?" Detective "Dou Dou"'s voice trembled unconsciously for a moment.

Jack couldn't help but laugh and asked, "The HR executives you have dug out so far are at most people like City Councilman Larson. To be fair, do you think it's enough to make a strong NYPD chief like Frank Reagan so cautious?"

Fusco's expression suddenly became more bitter, and he asked in a trembling voice, "So what kind of big shot are we dealing with? The mayor? The congressman?"

"How should I know?" Jack asked with a smile, "Aren't we waiting for you to dig out the real mastermind?"

Seeing that Detective "Dou Dou"'s fat face turned pale with fright, he thought that he should stop. If he really scared him and left him with a psychological trauma, it would not be fun if he revealed his flaws when he turned around to face the "HR" people.

"Don't worry, the matter is not as serious as you think. Even if it really involves big shots in Washington, the first person they have to deal with is the FBI.

And in New York, as long as Director Reagan is with you, you are safe, right?"

After giving him a reassurance, Jack walked into the kitchen. The rice cooker on the table was steaming, filling the room with the fragrant aroma of tea leaves, so Fusco followed in, holding his rumbling stomach.

After spending a long time with black-bellied guys like Jack and Reese, Detective Doudou has become more or less immune to them. Plus, he has always been a carefree person, so he returned to normal after a while.

After studying the rice cooker in the kitchen for a long time, Fusco looked puzzled, "Isn't this what you usually use to cook rice? Can it also be used to make tea?"

Jack turned on the rice cooker, and as a stronger aroma wafted out, Fusco subconsciously sucked his saliva.

"Tea eggs, have you ever eaten them in Chinatown?"

Fusco shook his head like a rattle and looked at the rice cooker with a greedy look on his face, but after Jack peeled the eggshell, his eyes turned suspicious.

"Although I know eggs are expensive nowadays, there's no need to eat spoiled ones, right?"

Jack was so angry at this guy that he shook his head speechlessly. He was too lazy to argue with this ignorant guy and directly stuffed the tea egg with amber cracks into his mouth.

He had said before that he was going to Los Angeles to purchase supplies, and he really went. He packed all the fresh eggs produced by Wolf Brothers Farm a few days ago and took them back to New York. They were all red-heart eggs produced by free-range chickens that were fed with real grains.

Finally, Fusco couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance and tried one. Then he couldn't stop. When he left, he was still burping and his mouth was full of the taste of egg yolk.

Detective "Dou Dou" had just left when the "POI" duo arrived together. Especially Reese's look, Jack almost popped his eyes out.

He was wearing a baby carrier, and on his chest was a delicate blond baby with a pacifier in his mouth, babbling and waving his arms and legs at Jack.

"I seem to remember that it was less than a week since I returned to Los Angeles. Have you two managed to get a child? Or has Finch come up with some new black technology? This little baby is actually a 'machine' in human form?"

In response to someone's nonsense, Reese just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. Finch remained expressionless as usual, and even praised, "I am amazed at your imagination, Agent Jack Tawalla." "So, what's the situation this time? Don't tell me that this little angel in front of me is the number given by the 'machine' this time." Jack sighed.

Finch's tone didn't change, and it was hard to tell whether he was really praising him. "Your logical reasoning skills are equally amazing."

Jack's expression froze on his face, and then turned serious, "Are you saying that this little baby, who may not even be one year old, got the number from the 'machine'?

I believe it should not be able to hurt others, but who would want to hurt such a cute little angel?"

He then thought of another question, "Also, why is it in your hands, who are its parents?"

"This is exactly the answer we are looking for. Based on the information currently available, it is an abandoned baby on the 'safe island', and a nurse at the clinic applied for a social security number for it."

Finch sighed deeply. "We are facing a serious shortage of manpower right now. Although we can ask Jessica to help take care of little Lila, we still need to worry about safety issues."

"Just let Jessica live here. Your concerns are correct."

Jack said as he turned on the tablet on the table. After entering the police system, an "Amber Alert" issued by the NYPD popped up.

"Lila Smith, gender female, age six months, skin color white, blonde, blue eyes, was kidnapped last night at the clinic in St. Raymond. The suspect is short, has brown hair, and wears thick-framed glasses."

Looking at the slightly abstract sketch attached to the wanted poster, Jack couldn't help but complain, "Although it's not a compliment, Finch, you look much better in person than in the portrait."

"No wonder the police have never caught anyone with this thing." Finch came over to take a look, then turned around and began to help Reese untie his straps.

"Let me guess, you found this child through her social security number, and then for some reason, you had to steal sweet little Lila out of the clinic?"

Taking the half-year-old baby girl, Jack carefully laid her flat on the coffee table in front of the sofa and began to change her diaper skillfully.

Finch pushed up his glasses and said, "That's pretty much what happened. When I found little Lila in the clinic, two guys dressed as nurses suddenly came to the door and said they wanted to transfer her to another clinic.

I suspect they have a problem, but Mr Reese was not there at the time, so."

"The FBI is teaching you this?" A former CIA agent couldn't help but interrupt and complain as he watched someone's skillful movements.

He can assemble a pistol in 20 seconds, but it took him half an hour to change little Lila's diaper for the first time last night under Finch's "guidance".

These two guys bought quite a lot of baby products. Jack made some milk powder with warm water and left it aside. After just a little teasing, the shy little baby started giggling. It was super cute.

Although a certain person had never had a baby in his previous life, he had rich experience in raising babies. He was an only child, but he was the undisputed eldest brother among all his cousins.

(End of this chapter)