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

Chapter 1442: Seeing a Psychologist Again After Many Years
The news channel also deliberately added fuel to the fire by inviting Landon Walker to the studio, where he gave a long speech on the matter, saying things like "a thief is guilty" and that covering up evidence cannot change the facts.

"When did you become interested in current affairs? Are you planning to run for president?" Aubrey sat down on the desk next to Jack in a very uncivilized manner.

"Since I found out that Lai Ya has hedged his bets and sponsored these two guys with millions of dollars each."

Jack glanced at the men and women in the operations center, and suddenly something occurred to him. "You said, 'HR' has people in the NYPD, the courts, the prisons, and the District Attorney's Office. What about us in the FBI?"

Aubrey was originally crossing his arms and looking very relaxed, but when he heard what Jack said, he subconsciously straightened up and the playful expression on his face disappeared instantly.

"Are you serious? Do you have any suspects?"

"No, but we can't rule out the possibility, right?" Jack shrugged, thinking that catching one is the same as catching two, and who knows who might get a surprise if he tries.

Today, the entire FBI has more than 3 full-time employees, and there are nearly a thousand people affiliated with the New York office alone, so it is hard to avoid the problem of good and bad people.

"Please help me spread the word internally that a reporter from the New York Times came to me for protection because she has intelligence information about the boss behind HR."

It is a big taboo to suspect one's own people without reason. Jack doesn't want to have such a bad reputation even if nothing happens, but it would be another matter if there was a traitor to provoke him.

Aubrey had a strange expression. It was hard to tell whether he was gloating or had hidden sympathy for certain people. "I really don't think anyone would be stupid enough to snatch the person you are protecting from you, or to kill someone to silence them."

"Take that as a compliment." Jack chuckled. Although there is no shortage of smart people in this world, there are even more fools who are confident in themselves, and the federal departments are most lacking in such people.

When Jack found Reese outside a business building, he was carrying a tool bag and hurried out of the emergency passage dressed as a maintenance worker.

"Confess and you'll be treated with leniency. How many cameras has our Peeping Tom installed this time?" Jack pretended to be serious.

"I maintained the thermostat of the central air conditioner. Finch installed a pinhole camera inside. I am just a person who follows orders and gets paid to do things. He is the bad guy who hides in the small dark room all day long and peeks at beautiful ladies through the screen."

Reese had a cold face and seriously criticized his own "boss".

"That's a motion-sensing camera that captures the faces of all patients who enter and leave Ms. Turing's office. These photos will be sent to your FBI IT department through Alice for facial recognition, so any unusual person can be discovered immediately.

We think someone hired an 'HR' to try to silence her by killing her."

Finch was an honest man and explained his intentions in detail over the phone.

"If a psychiatrist's life is threatened just because of his profession, the FBI will definitely list all psychiatrists in the United States as high-risk professions. So is there anything special about our Dr. Turing?"

Jack was very curious about what kind of character "Genmei" had created for herself.

"She specializes in high-end clients, the kind of wealthy people who need to keep secrets." Finch continued to explain, "We noticed that some of Ms. Turing's clients seem to be a bit persistent, but so far we haven't found anything special." "So I have to follow this beautiful woman 24 hours a day and protect her when the killer hired by HR comes to her door. This job should actually be done by the security department of Shangri-La. They should be better at this kind of thing."

Reese seemed a little reluctant. He actually wanted to switch with Jack, of course not to protect Taylor, but to deal with the boss behind "HR".

"I will explain this matter to Jessica seriously for you." Finch finally found an opportunity to fight back and changed the subject, "Jack, you came at the right time. Are you interested in consulting someone about your psychological problems?"

"what?"
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"Why don't we start with your profession? Oh, sorry, what's your name?"

"Genmei" was wearing a grey sleeveless long dress that was a professional style, which made her figure look particularly slender. Her long brown hair was piled high behind her head, revealing her swan-like neck. When she looked back and smiled, she looked both cute and innocent.

The scene before him was somewhat déjà vu, because it reminded Jack of the first time he met Maureen.

That was probably the only time he had ever seen a psychologist seriously. Although Maureen did try to help him solve some of his "psychological problems" later, the process was neither formal nor serious.

"Jack Tawalla, just call me Jack. Um. As for my profession, is it important?" Jack looked embarrassed.

"Of course." "Genmei" quickly tapped on the keyboard a few times, typed in Jack's name, and explained with a smile, "I think work and a person's private life are closely related."

Jack hesitated and did not answer immediately. He asked, "I've been told that you are a doctor who is very good at keeping secrets."

"Of course, I do this for a living, and every psychologist has an obligation to protect the privacy of their patients, and the clients I deal with do take this very seriously, so you can assume so."

Under the other person's smiling gaze, Jack paced back and forth in the office a few times in a slightly irritable manner, and finally came to the sofa, but he did not sit down in a hurry. It took him a while as if he made up his mind.

"Well, I'm a federal employee and I've been in some trouble that could end my career."

"Genmei" paused and looked at him sideways, "Like the FBI?"

This acting is really great. There is no strange micro-expression at all, and there is no sense of guilt at all. Jack silently gave a thumbs up in his heart and nodded in reply.
“It’s the IRS.”

This is not a fabrication. Although he used his real name, he did have many consultant titles in the federal database. In addition to the IRS, there are also departments such as DHS and DEA. These are the "real" identities he used in previous joint operations.

"Would you like something to drink? Maybe it would help you relax a little." "Genmei" stood up from her desk.

"Am I so obvious?" Jack smiled shyly, looking as innocent as a newcomer who has just started working. "If it's not too much trouble, how about black tea?"

"Is a tea bag okay? Actually, I'm good at making coffee. Wait a moment." After making a joke, "Genmei" walked into the small tea room separated from the office.

(End of this chapter)