North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 245 Secondment?

Jones: "Two years ago, someone sold a 17th-century Dutch oil painting. However, the oil painting was a forgery. The original was collected in an ancient noble house in Europe. It has been confirmed that the original painting has not been lost. The age of the original painting can be determined through identification. There is no

Wrong. But the level of counterfeiting of this fake painting is so high that several oil painting appraisal experts can hardly confirm its authenticity.

This case has been under investigation for a long time, and we named him Dutchman, you know, the Flying Dutchman, the ghost ship. But he had been connected to Europe through the codename Snow White, so we called him Snow White.

"

Jimmy nodded, seeing that Jones wasn't talking, and asked, "Where's the back?"

Jones: "We have been tracking down this Dutchman, but every time we get some clues, he disappears. Over time, this case has dragged on for a very long time, so now we basically continue to follow up between cases."

Jimmy rolled his eyes, "Okay, it seems this is another unsolved case."

Jimmy turned back to his seat and waited for Peter's call. Since the old case was being resumed, they would definitely be assigned a task.

Diana went upstairs with the file, and then chatted with Peter in the office. Jimmy looked back at Peter's office from time to time, but never saw his summons.

It's time to get off work a little bit, and Jimmy has not been assigned a task, but Jones and Diana have arranged the investigation content, and they have been looking up something in front of the computer in the afternoon.

Jimmy has no authority and is not qualified to inquire now. Without going out to work, he can only continue to be bored.

When it was time to get off work, Peter came out of the office, said hello to everyone and left. Jimmy followed him downstairs with his clothes. The working hours here are still very stable. It was like working overtime outside in the first two or three weeks.

Strictly speaking, this is abnormal. For Peter and his white-collar team, there really isn't much overtime.

Jimmy was in a good mood today, and he succeeded in pretending. He also went to the restaurant to give himself extra food in the evening. When he got home, Jimmy changed into home clothes, threw himself on the sofa, and watched TV while thinking about his future life.

Life now is a bit boring, not even as comfortable as when he was a county police officer. At that time, although the city was small and the population was small, he had many things to do and was very fulfilled every day. But now, even though he is working as an FBI, he is still busy every day.

It's really unnerving to deal with such boring cases.

In the past three weeks, except for the two gun battles, which were a little exciting, the rest was basically spent under various surveillance and looking at files. Of course, he understood that as a trainee agent, this was a process that he had to go through, and it was the same for everyone.

Yes, but it would be best if we could add a little more fun to this kind of day.

It seems that I still need to find some hobbies for myself first, but what should I do?

Jimmy thought about it and killed the time, then lay down and went to sleep.

The next day, when Jimmy arrived at the office, he happened to meet Peter. The others hadn't arrived yet. Peter had arrived early.

Jimmy: "Hi, Peter, it's so early today."

Peter: "Well, I got up a little early in the morning, so I came here early."

Jimmy: "What plans do we have today?"

Peter: "Don't worry, we'll talk about it when they get there." Peter said as he went upstairs, while Jimmy started to tidy up his table.

After everyone else arrived, Peter called everyone to the conference room.

Peter: "The Dutch are already our old friends, and you are all familiar with them. The latest clue is a suspected case. Someone contacted a broker in the name of Snow White. We still don't know what the goods are, Diane.

You continue to investigate the people who have had contact with the Dutch before and see if there are any other clues. Jones, please cooperate with Diane Jimmy. You have no mission for the time being."

After arranging the tasks, several people left the conference room.

"Peter, come here." Before he could go downstairs, Jimmy heard Hughes calling Peter, and he turned and entered Hughes' office.

Hughes: "Peter, Jimmy will be temporarily transferred to Ruiz's side for a period of time. Please prepare and notify Jimmy."

Peter frowned: "Has it been decided yet?"

Hughes nodded, and Peter had nothing to say. He left Hughes' office directly and shouted from upstairs: "Jimmy, come up."

Jimmy turned his head and glanced, turned around, left his position and went upstairs.

Peter: "Jimmy, prepare yourself for a temporary secondment to Ruiz for a few days."

Jimmy looked at Peter with wide eyes: "Why?"

Peter: "There is no reason. Just follow the arrangements from above and go. You can come back in a few days."

Jimmy nodded, "Okay, then I'll go find Ruiz."

Peter waved his hand: "Go."

Ruiz is also here, but not on this side of Peter's office, but on the other side.

Jimmy had nothing to prepare, because he was on secondment and not moving, so he didn't bring the messy things on the table and went directly to Ruiz's place empty-handed, just bring the gun with him.

Ruiz had a separate office like Peter. Jimmy knocked on the door and entered: "Ruiz."

Ruiz looked up and saw Jimmy, stood up and asked him to sit down. "Jimmy, welcome. I'm temporarily loaning you here to help for a few days. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Jimmy: "You're welcome, Peter already told me. What's the case?"

Ruiz: "Let's go, let's talk as we go."

Ruiz got up and took Jimmy downstairs, to the parking lot, and drove away from Federal Plaza. It seemed that Ruiz also knew Jimmy’s information, and he hadn’t matched the car yet, so Jimmy was now sitting in Ruiz’s car.

This is the co-pilot position.

Ruiz: "I know you used to work as a county police officer in Arkansas (AR), and the case we have to deal with this time involves the Dixie gang family in the southern state."

Jimmy: "Dixie? Dixie is the collective name for the southern states. Which one is it specifically?"

Ruiz: "It seems that you didn't have any dealings with them when you were a county police officer. Yes, most people say that the old Dixie people are from the Southern State, but the Dixie family we are talking about is not all Southern gangsters.

The collective name generally refers to the Dixie Jones family.

It is not clear when Dixie Jones was born and died, but it has been at least more than a hundred years, and they claim to be the Dixie family.

The Dixie family is mainly engaged in smuggling and drug trafficking, with its tentacles extending to several southern states. We have not yet determined the true center of their family.

This time, someone in the name of the Dixie family got in touch with the gangs here in New York, and we have reason to believe that the business they are involved in should be smuggling and drug-related."

Seeing Ruiz stop talking, Jimmy asked proactively: "Which gang is this in New York? Is it the Mafia?"

Ruiz turned his head to glance at Jimmy, then turned to look at the road ahead. He was driving and had to look at the road.

Ruiz: "It is true that the Italian Mafia (Mafia) has a large number of people and is very powerful and difficult to eradicate, but the largest families do not touch drugs.

You are already an FBI agent. You need to read more information. Some of the things rumored outside are not necessarily true. What really gives us a headache are several other organizations, such as the Camorra, the 'Ndrangheta, and this time our

Target, Holy Crown Alliance."

(End of chapter)