The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

The screen showed a website full of Arabic. On the page Alice opened, the photo of Lieutenant Colonel Barnes was clearly visible, and it was marked with a red aiming mark.

"Operation Raul Meilien? What is that?" Clay read out the content on the webpage. He was the one who knew the most languages ​​among the crowd except Jack.

"Good question." Alice tapped the keyboard. "This was a multinational joint secret anti-terrorism operation in Morocco, North Africa, half a year ago. The leader of a local jihadist organization, Benham Bolsa, was captured.

According to the NSA's notice, one month after the end of this operation, the identities of many participating SEALs were leaked, including Lieutenant Colonel Barnes, the commander."

"So, is this the assassination list of the jihadist organization?"

Jubal's eyes were slightly cold. "Send a request for assistance to the NSA. We need all the information on this website, the identity of the website administrator, who uploaded the photos, and the list of people who visited the website."

"I'll help too." Hannah sat down next to Alice.

"Then I'll go to the morgue and watch. When Lieutenant Colonel Barnes arrives, please ask Jiejie to bring him here." Jack left the police station after saying that.

The forensic doctor in the local coroner's office was a black old man who was already a little staggering. Jack somehow reminded him of the disrespectful retired CIA Joe Mason.

More than two years have passed since the nursing home case (Chapter 366) where the old agent capsized in the gutter and almost got his family ruined.

Later, in the bombing case when Jack first arrived in New York, he successfully cooperated with the DEA to send Roman Lunyoff, the financier behind Marla Grayson, to prison (Chapter 516).

But the IRS has not been able to catch Marla Grayson, the culprit, and this woman is still on the FBI's wanted list, but her ranking is not high.

I have to talk to Jubal later to see if I can find a way to put this woman in prison.

In the original drama, this woman got her comeuppance for her evil deeds, and was shot dead by someone, just like a big boss of a medical insurance group recently. There is no reason for her to get away with it in this world.

Jack was wandering in his mind, while his hands were constantly working, piecing together bullet fragments under a magnifying glass.

Lead is soft in texture, especially when used as a core in small-caliber pistol bullets. It is easy to collide with bones when hitting the human body, causing deformation or even shattering.

"I haven't seen a bullet that is so completely broken for a long time." The old black forensic doctor put on his reading glasses and leaned in front of the magnifying glass and sighed.

"This can only happen if the bullet is stored improperly and aged severely."

After repeated attempts, Jack gave up the idea of ​​piecing it together into a complete bullet, took out an evidence bag, put all the fragments in it, and then stuffed the evidence bag into a manila envelope.

"We can only ask the CSI lab for help. They should be able to scan it and reconstruct a three-dimensional model, and then compare the trajectory. I hope there will be results." The old black medical examiner raised his long eyebrows, which could already be called longevity eyebrows, and muttered, "The development speed of modern science is really amazing." "Your skills are equally amazing." Jack gave him a rainbow fart without hesitation, "If it were me, it would be almost impossible to remove all the bullet fragments while trying not to cause serious damage to the body." "Aha, young man, speaking of damage," the old medical examiner proudly raised a finger, "I found something strange." He took out an X-ray film and clamped it on the light board, "I found that the victim's face had been fractured, including the cheekbone and eye socket on the right face." "Caused before death?" Jack looked puzzled. He couldn't have missed such obvious scars when he examined the body before. "No, no, no, much earlier, at least more than ten years ago." The old medical examiner pointed at the X-ray film and tremblingly called up the medical file of the deceased Valerie Barnes on the computer. "But strangely, her medical records never mentioned this."

"It's really strange." Even if the facial fracture is relatively minor, the purple marks on the skin will be extremely obvious, and there is basically no possibility of being ignored or concealed.

The Barnes family is quite well-off. Under what circumstances would a woman's face, which is the most precious thing, swell up like a pig's head and she would not want to see a doctor?

Jack took out his mobile phone and briefly described this discovery and sent it to Jubal. Just as he was about to put away his phone, Jiejie's number suddenly popped up on the screen. It was Lieutenant Colonel Barnes.

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"Please accept my condolences." After accompanying the lieutenant colonel to see his wife's remains, Jack said goodbye to the old forensic doctor, and together with Jiejie, he sent the middle-aged officer with a gloomy face out of the morgue.

"Bang!" Lieutenant Colonel Barnes smashed the door of the corridor with a heavy punch, leaving a shocking blood mark on the stainless steel door frame.

Compared with Jason Hayes, the captain of Team B, this lieutenant colonel is younger, just in his early forties.

"I know that my job can put my life in danger at any time, and I have long been aware of this, but this should not include my family, right?"

Faced with the lieutenant colonel's question, Jie Jie comforted him in a calm tone, "Everything is still under investigation, lieutenant colonel, and this is not the only possibility at the moment."

Ryan Barnes' eyes were stern, "What do you mean? Are you implying that this may be a deliberate murder of my wife?"

"Maybe, at least judging from the situation at the scene, we think there may be other possibilities." Jack replied. Although he could not recover the bullet fragments, he could basically confirm that it was a small-caliber pistol bullet.

A terrorist who breaks into the home of a Navy SEAL commander with a small-caliber handgun and attempts to assassinate him? This behavior is too extreme.

"Has your wife had any conflicts with others? Has there been any abnormal change in her behavior recently?" Jiejie then asked.

"I don't know." A trace of confusion flashed in the lieutenant colonel's eyes, "I'm sorry, but to be honest, I can't answer this kind of question. I am away from home for almost ten months a year.

I may have been recorded as a good soldier, but I was definitely not a good husband or father. "

Tears shed uncontrollably in his eyes as he spoke, "Although I don't know why the FBI took over this case instead of NCIS, I must ask you to catch the murderer as soon as possible."

At this point, he paused, raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes, "At least get ahead of me."

Jiejie's voice was still gentle, "Lieutenant Colonel, I think the only thing you have to do now is to focus your time and energy on your daughter. We will handle the rest. The FBI is also professional in handling this kind of case. of."