North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 284 Who is it?

Jimmy rested in the hotel room for a while, then went out and walked into Justin's bar. He had been in a bad mood since yesterday. He really needed to drink two drinks to relax.

Jimmy: "Hi, Justin."

Justin was arranging the drinks inside with his back to the bar. When he heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw Jimmy wearing a cowboy hat.

Justin was quite surprised: "Jimmy, why are you back?" After a slight pause, "For the sake of Director James?"

Jimmy nodded. He was not surprised that Justin could guess it. In fact, if Justin didn't know about James being shot, then he would be too incompetent as an intelligence agent, especially since his bar is located in the county police station.

Next to the headquarters.

Jimmy: "Give me a drink, whatever."

Justin nodded. Jimmy had already finished the wine he had here before. He had been away from Little Rock for more than half a year, so naturally he didn't have any more wine. Justin was busy mixing the drinks at the counter, and then handed Jimmy a glass of olive martini.

Jimmy took a sip and put the cup on the bar. He took off his hat and handed it to Justin and put it on the bar. Suddenly he remembered something. "Justin, speaking of which, that beautiful woman was in the bar of the Continental Hotel last time.

, your name is Adi, she is also very good at mixing martinis, did she learn from you?"

Justin: "Well, you actually remember. Well, I was in her position a few years ago, you understand."

Jimmy nodded, "Do you have any intelligence here? Information about the gunman."

Justin looked to the side and got closer: "There is no information about the gunman yet. I also checked with the customer center and found no reward list for James. It is basically certain that it was not our people."

Jimmy frowned, picked up the cup and took a sip.

Justin: "Since you are in the FBI, it is best to let the Little Rock FBI get involved. Their resources are much stronger than your county police."

Jimmy: "Hatten has already taken action. No matter what the outcome is, I owe him a favor."

Justin nodded, "That's why you came back this time, right? Won't it have any impact on you? You just joined the FBI."

Jimmy looked down at the wine glass, was silent for a while, then looked up at Justin: "No Better Friend, No Worse Enemy. (A friend's best friend, an enemy's worst enemy.) Justin, I can't just let James' matter go.

Ignore it."

Justin has been observing Jimmy for a long time, and he certainly knows Jimmy's character. "You drink slowly, I'll treat you." Then he left Jimmy's place and went to receive other guests.

One of Jimmy's purposes here was not realized. It seems that intelligence agents have their limits. But it is not in vain. I learned from Justin before that the Continental Hotel is already the top organization in the underground killer world. If it weren't for them,

Since the reward was not their killer, at least some of the suspicions have been eliminated.

The scope of the underworld in the United States is too large. No one organization can dominate the world. In addition to the Continental Hotel, there must be many other large and small organizations with killers and the like to do things. Unless there are clear clues, it will be difficult to

Determine which organization is responsible.

After drinking two drinks, Jimmy left the bar and went back to rest. Now was not the time to have fun with girls, he was really not in the mood.

The next day, before Jimmy could even leave the hotel, Hatten's call came over.

Harten: "Jimmy, did you contact anyone?"

Jimmy was confused: "What are you talking about? Who did I contact?"

Harten: "Come to the office as soon as possible."

Jimmy hung up the phone in confusion, got dressed and left the hotel, passed by to buy breakfast, and came to the FBI office.

Hatten: "Jimmy, this is really a big deal. Have you contacted anyone in the past two days? Ask for support."

Jimmy shook his head: "No, I'm in Little Rock, who else can I look for?"

Hatten: "Our supervisor Pete just came to me and asked me to cooperate with you in investigating the case of James being shot."

Jimmy blinked. Pete, a very familiar name. He thought for a moment. For the FBI director, the person who could contact this level should be Lambert. Unexpectedly, Lambert only listened to the reason for his leave. Not only did he criticize

I took my own vacation and helped contact the supervisor in Little Rock.

Jimmy: "No matter who contacted us, we should have enough manpower to analyze the previous clues now."

Hatten: "Well, no problem. The two monitoring teams have been notified. They will investigate together. Let's wait for their news."

Jimmy nodded, "Have you had breakfast? I brought an extra one."

Hatten and Jimmy went to the tea room together, made two cups of coffee, and ate breakfast while waiting for the results from the monitoring team.

Hatten's phone rang. He glanced at it and answered the call, "Any results?" "OK, we'll leave right away."

Hatten hung up the phone and said to Jimmy: "Let's go. The white van has a rough range. Let's go to the scene and take a look."

Jimmy nodded, and the two of them took the half-eaten burgers and left the tea room, "Wait a minute, Harten, help me apply for a set of body armor. I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything, only a revolver."

pistol."

Hatten nodded, turned and walked to the equipment room. A body armor, an M4A1 and three magazines were what Hatten had applied for for Jimmy.

Jimmy looked at the M4A1 in his hand. He used to use M16 rifles. This was the first time he used the M4A1 during a dispatch. It was not a big problem. Although it was rarely used, he had played it a few times at the shooting range.

Jimmy put the rifle in the trunk and the body armor directly on the passenger seat for easy use later.

We drove with Hatten to the east of Little Rock, near the airport. This place was already very remote. Hatten parked the car on the side of the road, and Jimmy also stopped and walked over.

Hatten took out a map and said, "This intersection is the last place where the white van was seen. There are about 4 blocks between it and the intersection with cameras behind it. Within this distance, there may be places where they park. We can only

I went to find it myself."

Jimmy looked at the map. This is a small area where industrial areas and residential areas are mixed. It is not easy to find a van in such a place. Such vans should be very common in factory areas.

Jimmy and Hatten divided their respective directions, drove away from the intersection, and began to check. For safety, Jimmy and Hatten had put on body armor with FBI words on them, and the badges were hung around their necks.

The area Jimmy was responsible for was in front of a residential area, about two streets, and behind it was a factory area. He drove slowly on the road and moved to the side, trying to get as close as possible to the houses next to it. The houses here were all one-story houses, and of course they were not like villa areas.

It was very big over there, and most families' vehicles were parked directly on the roadside or in front of the house. A few could see a garage in the backyard, but because of the distance, Jimmy could see what was behind the house.

After searching for two streets without finding the van, Jimmy drove to the factory at the end of the road. He got out of the car, walked to the security room at the door, took out his ID and flashed it, "FBI agent, can you call your security?"

Supervisor?"

A security guard looked at Jimmy, who was wearing an FBI body armor, and was stunned for a moment. He nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and was about to make a call. He put it down again, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

After a while, a man in a suit came to the gate. He stretched out his hand to shake Jimmy's hand, "I'm Donner, the security director here. What can I do?"

Jimmy: "FBI Agent Jimmy, I am tracking a problematic car. Can I see the surveillance video at the gate of your factory?"

Donner: "Just looking?"

Jimmy: "Well, a white van, the evening before yesterday."

Donner: "OK, come in, the monitoring center is over there in the office."

Jimmy successfully checked the surveillance and found a white van passing by the factory gate. However, due to the surveillance angle, the license plate could not be seen clearly. Jimmy asked for a copy, but was rejected directly. Fortunately, as long as he was sure there was one

As long as the vehicle passes by, video recording is not necessary, and Jimmy didn't force it.

Continuing along the highway, there is a section without surveillance. Jimmy really hates this era. If 20 years later, there will be cameras all over the ground and basically every car will have a driving recorder, how can it be so troublesome?

The phone rang and Jimmy picked it up, "Jimmy, come to me, there is a suspicious car here."

Jimmy sped up and drove to Hatten. When he arrived at the scene, he found a van parked on the side of the road. Although the size and style were the same, the color of the van was not white, but black with the company's logo spray-painted on it.

Harten: "Come closer and smell it."

Jimmy got closer and smelled it. There was an obvious smell of spray paint. It didn't look like it had been spray painted for a long time. He looked carefully inside the car and found it was empty. Hatten took Jimmy forward for a while and motioned to a car repair shop on the roadside.

They were still some distance away from the maintenance shop, so the two of them came to the roadside to avoid possible sight from the maintenance shop.

Hatten: "I walked around here, and the most suspicious thing is this repair shop. The van just now is probably the one we are looking for."

Jimmy: "Have you checked that license plate?"

Hatten: "After checking, we found that the license plate is in the name of a moving company, which is consistent with the spray-painted logo on the car. However, this is our only discovery and we cannot directly rule out the suspicion."

Jimmy looked at the surrounding environment: "Wait for me here, I will go over there to scout."

Hatten grabbed Jimmy: "Are you sure? It's too dangerous. I'll call the surveillance team to come over and set up a surveillance point first."

Jimmy: "Don't worry, it'll be okay."

Jimmy approached the maintenance shop from the side. Fortunately, except for the open space at the front, there was a closed wall behind the maintenance shop, so Jimmy would not be discovered if he approached.

Relying on his mental observation, Jimmy moved most of the circle around the repair shop, except for the front door.

Now the maintenance plant is basically in a state of shutdown. There are only five people in the office area. There is no one in the maintenance area. One person is near the gate, and the other four are in the office inside. Everything seems to be normal, and Jimmy has not noticed anything near the wall.

There are no surveillance cameras.

Turning around and looking around, his current location was safe. There was no one outside nearby early in the morning, mainly because it was too remote. Jimmy began to carefully observe the specific situation in the maintenance shop. There was a small basement in the office, and some

It is normal for boxes and other things to be stored in basements. In the United States, basements are common, especially in Cold War-era buildings.

No other abnormalities were found, and Jimmy returned to Hatten from the original route. "I didn't find anything abnormal. I think it would be better to go directly to them and inquire."

Hatten nodded. Since no abnormality was found, they could worry less and just confirm the ownership of the van. Their goal was to find the people in the van.

Hatten and Jimmy walked past from the front. Jimmy kept observing the reactions of the people inside. Hatten walked in front and came directly to the door. He said to the person beside the door: "FBI Special Agent Hatten,

Where is your boss?"

"FBI? Wait a minute, I'll go in to find him." The man at the door turned and entered the office, closing the door smoothly.

Hatten couldn't see what was going on inside, but Jimmy could. He watched the person walk in, came to a person and said a few words, followed by several people inside who got up, and two of them ran to the innermost

The room that Jimmy had scouted happened to be the entrance to the basement, and the speaker took a pistol from his arm and followed the man outside.

Jimmy directly pulled out the revolver, held it in his right hand behind his back, and reminded Hatten, "Be careful."

However, when the person inside was approaching the door, he paused. The person put the pistol behind him, then opened the door and came out. A middle-aged white man without a beard, who looked about 40 years old, was wearing overalls and pants.

There are also some stains.

"Hi, I'm William, the boss here." William greeted Haten in front. "How can I help you?"

Harten: "FBI Special Agent Harten, I am tracking a van and I noticed one parked on the roadside in front of you. Is that vehicle yours?"

William walked to the door and looked outside, then turned to Hatten: "Well, the customer sent their company's logo to be spray-painted. Is there any problem?"

Harten: “When was it delivered?”

William: "Sorry, I need to keep our customers' confidentiality. We are only responsible for repainting. If there are no other questions, please come back."

After William finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Jimmy suddenly spoke: "I think you want us to come with a search warrant, right, William."

William stopped and turned to look at Jimmy. "What do you mean?"

Jimmy has found his gun, which is in the pocket behind his butt, but that pocket is relatively large, and a pistol is not conspicuous.

Jimmy: "Now that we are here, we have enough evidence. Asking now is to give you a chance. If you come with a search warrant, those of you who don't want others to see it will not be able to keep anything."

Jimmy is just trying to deceive. According to the clues they have found so far, let alone a search warrant, there is not enough reason to go back and bring in reinforcements for surveillance. It is best to deceive some information now. If you leave now, you will come back next time.

That's troublesome.

There is another question. The actions of the people in the room just now were too abnormal. Until now, the other three people are still staying in the innermost room. They took something out from the basement. It was wrapped in a cylinder. According to their nervousness just now,

From its appearance, it can be inferred that it should be a weapon bag.

If they really have a problem, they will definitely be scattered after Hatten and Jimmy leave, and they may only see an empty shell when they come next time.

(End of chapter)