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

Chapter 1422: The Kidnapped Former "Godfather"

"I think our first collaboration in New York was perfect, don't you, Jack? It reminds me of the time when you and Jie Jie were adventuring on that small island in Southeast Asia and I was cheering for you from Los Angeles, thousands of miles away."

Leaning against the door of his apartment, Taylor crossed his arms and looked at Jack with an inexplicable look, "So why don't you come in and have a drink? Just consider it a celebration."

However, Jack was unmoved and said seriously, "The FBI can't protect that unfortunate family forever, but your report can.

So instead of drinking, you should go inside, make yourself a cup of coffee, and try to come up with a headline that will get your story on the front page of tomorrow’s New York Times.”

"It's nothing more than a combination of a few key words, rich family, murder, baby kidnapping. The editor has already reserved space for me. I know you're a busy person, but having a drink won't take up more than a few minutes of your time."

Taylor smiled and tried to reach out to grab Jack's tie, but he dodged.

"Stop it, I'm serious." Jack grabbed her arm. The cool touch felt good. He didn't use much force, but his attitude was quite firm.

"Although Adnan Petrosian was not involved, he is obviously not a good person either. Only by thoroughly exposing this scandal can we ensure that the Cruz family's future life will not be disturbed."

Taylor pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction, "Of course I know, so shouldn't you owe me a favor?"

Jack waved his hand generously, "Okay, then consider it as a favor I owe you. You can always come to me to pay it back, but forget about having a drink or anything, unless you are sure you can beat Hannah."

Hearing Hannah's name, Taylor subconsciously shrank his neck, but still insisted, "Then I want to know the information about the 'Man in a Suit'. Don't tell me that you FBI don't know anything."

"The FBI really knows nothing. We are very busy and have no time to investigate urban legends." Jack lied with open eyes without hesitation.

Taylor snorted disdainfully, "So you also know that urban legend, right? No one has ever seen his face, and no one knows his name.

But like a character in a comic book, when people are in trouble, he swoops in from the sky and appears there in time to save the lives of innocent people, and at the same time, shoots more than a few bad guys through the knees.”

Seeing her beautiful eyes sparkling when she talked about Reese, Jack, who had just been eager to get rid of this troublemaker, suddenly felt inexplicably jealous.

"It sounds like he alone can replace our FBI's work, but I advise you to stay calm. If you just get close to someone like him, you may be in danger."

"Are you jealous?" Taylor chuckled, grabbed Jack's hand with his backhand, pressed it against his heart, and his eyes became very serious.

"The 'Man in the Suit' could be anyone's guardian angel, but I only have one guardian angel. When he dug me out of the ground and gave me CPR, the moment I opened my eyes and saw him, I knew for sure."

Feeling the soft touch on his palm, Jack was stunned for a moment, then he subconsciously pulled his hand back. "Your guardian angel is very busy right now, so if possible, it's better for you to stay away from danger."

Someone doesn't have many weaknesses, but the honey trap is one of them. At that moment, his tone softened a lot, "You are a smart girl, you should understand that career is important, but life is only once.

Although your father has become a federal judge, New York is different from Los Angeles. Many people here may not know your background. I don't want to go to the scene one day and find that the body lying in a dark alley belongs to a friend I know. "

"Don't worry, I'm well aware of the professional risks of being an investigative reporter. No matter what I want to do, I will contact you first." Taylor smiled sweetly.
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In fact, Jack was really busy. When he opened the electronic version of the New York Times early the next morning and wanted to read the front-page report about the ethical tragedy of a billionaire family in New York, the phone kept ringing.

First, Danny called and said that Lai Ya had finally taken action. More than a dozen of his men broke into an underground bar last night, kidnapped Moretti who had just been released from prison, and finally disappeared in a freight terminal north of Queens.

Jack was a little surprised to hear this news. "You mean Lai Ya kidnapped his physiologist father instead of letting his men beat him to death on the spot? What exactly does this guy want to do?"

"How should I know?" Danny, who had been up all night, was furious. "Maybe he felt that killing Moretti was not enough and wanted to torture him, or maybe he wanted to get some mafia territory or power through this former 'Godfather'."

"That doesn't make sense. Moretti has a legitimate son, Giannis Moretti II, who is now the head of the family. During the time Moretti was in prison, it was this son who was in charge."

On Jack's desk was a pile of information about the five major New York Mafia families, all of which had been sorted out from the FBI archives during this period. There was enough information for him to write more than ten short play scripts like "I Divorced the Godfather and Took Half of the Mafia Family".

Danny yawned loudly on the other end of the phone, "Who knows, maybe he wants to threaten his half-brother through Moretti.

I can't do it anymore, I should go back to sleep. Now that you have solved your problem, isn't it time for you to come and help me?"

"What do you think will happen if I kill Laija and all those Mafia godfathers?" Jack asked casually. He was really not good at dealing with the Mafia because there was no clear target at all.

If the soil that breeds evil is not completely eradicated, no matter how much weeds are removed, it won't be long before they grow again.

The fact that the Mafia has become a century-old business in the United States is enough to explain certain problems.

Sure enough, Danny let out a helpless sigh, "If you want my dad to disgracefully resign as NYPD chief, you can try this, because that will cause chaos."

New York is one of the top three commercial ports in the United States and the largest on the East Coast. Although its current cargo throughput is not even among the top ten in the world, both the Teamsters Union and the Longshoremen's Association are still an important force here.

If, as Jack said, all the mafia bosses who control these unions were killed in one go, the resulting power vacuum and subsequent power struggle would plunge the entire East Coast into chaos.

(End of this chapter)