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Since leaving Paris, Bald Frank has returned to his home in Cleveland, Ohio, and continues to live a semi-reclusive life.

The reason why I added a half-word is of course because Jack knew that this guy was still secretly paying attention to himself and Cassel through certain channels.

In the previous battle with Big Reacher and his 110 Special Investigation Team in New York, Frank Moses had returned a favor to Jack through former FSB female agent Anna, and delivered an international arms dealer into his hands.

Therefore, Jack was not very surprised by the appearance of the bald man just now. He thought that the retired old agent finally couldn't rest anymore and planned to help his stupid son.

But I didn't expect that this time it would directly start the plot of "Red Flame Battlefield". Frank's house in Cleveland was broken into in the middle of the night and turned into ruins after a big battle.

After wiping out all the intruders and realizing that the attack might be related to his former CIA identity, he immediately rushed to the home of Sarah Rose, the only old girl with whom his current identity was related, and forcibly took her away.

As the saying goes, when things go awry, there must be monsters. If Jack remembers correctly, in the original play, Frank's lair was kidnapped a few days before Christmas, and the time is not yet August.

Although he couldn't think of any connection between Frank's attack and their current incident, the coincidence of them colliding together could not help but arouse some associations in him.

"So, this is why you came to New York and asked me if I was familiar with Chinatown?" Jack took the information handed over by Frank and briefly read it.

This is information about a hitman team from South Africa, the same group of people who broke into Frank's house and were wiped out by him.

As mentioned above, this killer team was suspected of murdering a New York Times reporter not long ago, named Stephanie Chen, whose mother lived in Chinatown, New York.

Jack copied down the address and took Frank to the door of the room where the killer was locked up. "I'll take care of the affairs in Chinatown. The guy inside will be left to you for interrogation. Don't kill him."

The bald man glanced at the gunman who was handcuffed on the interrogation table, and nodded expressionlessly, "I need a roll of wire."

Jack pointed to the tool room in the underground garage, "You can find any tools you need there. In addition, the circuit in this room is separate and there is no protection against electric shock."

Returning to the first floor with Cassel, who was a little frightened because he knew what was about to happen here, Jack called Danny and was about to go out with him, but was grabbed by Sarah Rose brought by Frank.

"Can I go home?"

This eldest sister had a pair of unusually beautiful big eyes, and the way she looked at Jack revealed a clarity that was completely inconsistent with her age.

"You are the FBI, right? These are the NYPD, so you can definitely help Frank solve the problem. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Well, I'm sorry, Ms. Rose, I think it's safest for you to follow us or Frank now, at least until the identity of the person who is chasing you is found out."

Jack was not surprised that she could guess that he was the FBI. This place was now the base of the wanted criminal team, and the FBI's logos were posted everywhere on the walls.

At this time, in the room, including Beckett, Danny and the Living Treasure duo, they were all wearing the NYPD uniforms they had attended the funeral before. Taking away Cassel's identity as a writer, he was the only one here wearing the uniforms commonly seen by federal agents. Black suit.

Perhaps it was precisely because the people present were either police officers or federal agents that gave the other party a sense of security and the accompanying unrealistic illusions.

Jack knew that she was just an ordinary person before. She sat in the office all day long, holding various spy novels and dreaming about some weird daydreams, imagining that one day she would meet her beloved Prince Charming and take herself to experience a different kind of excitement. An ordinary little woman in life.

Fortunately, he was not needed to appease the other party. After leaving the job to Cassel, Jack arranged for the Huobao duo to return the previous hearse to the funeral company and pick up Kevin's wife by the way.

As for Cassel's mother and daughter Alexis, they are already packing their things at home. Jack will bring them back after visiting Chinatown.

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Jack didn't brag to Frank. He was indeed extremely familiar with New York's Chinatown, including the most convenient Chinese kitchen knives, ironwood chopping boards and various condiments used in his kitchen, such as cinnamon, star anise and thirteen incense. All kinds of things were acquired from here bit by bit.

Similarly, some market vendors, grocery store owners, Cantonese restaurant deli clerks and even chefs in several hotels in Chinatown were also quite impressed by this young, handsome, white-skinned ghost guy who spoke fluent Chinese and spent a lot of money.

Along the way, he greeted the uncles and aunts who enthusiastically tried to sell fresh vegetables to him in various dialects, including Cantonese and Sichuan. Jack came to the door of a Chinese medicine shop under Danny's strange eyes and took a look. The address on the note in his hand said, "This is it."

Sitting in the store was a slightly wealthy Chinese aunt who was weeping silently with a sad look on her face. There was a lucky cat that kept waving her hands on the counter, but behind her there was supposed to be an altar table for the God of Wealth, but now there was a white A photo of Chang Mingzhu and a young girl.

"Mrs. Chen, long time no see." After hearing Jack's voice, the aunt who had been lowering her head raised her head and subconsciously wiped the red and swollen corners of her eyes with an embroidered handkerchief.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Jack, long time no see, what do you want to buy this time? The store has newly arrived American ginseng."

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"Just call me Jack." Jack greeted Mrs. Chen and introduced her to Danny, who was traveling with him, "This is Detective Danny Reagan from the NYPD, he wants to ask you about your daughter's case."

With just this sentence, Mrs. Chen burst into tears, "My poor daughter, woo woo woo."

It took a long time to comfort her, and Jack also switched back to English that Danny could understand. After explaining his purpose, he supported the other's arm and sat down.

"Mrs. Chen, Detective Reagan is a very good detective. You can talk to him if you have any questions. He will definitely find out the truth for you."

Mrs. Chen speaks fluent English without an accent. She should be at least a second-generation immigrant. "My daughter's death was so unjust."

She looked quite angry as she spoke. "The police said it was caused by a burglary, but there was nothing valuable missing from her house."

"It was because I found something wrong with this case when I was looking through the case files that I wanted to find you to learn more about it. Jack is my friend. You can talk to me if you have any questions. We should be able to help." Danny said in cooperation.