Jimmy came to the FBI building early in the afternoon. Because he was getting information this time, he changed into casual clothes and rested while watching the time. At 2:55, he started the car and drove into the FBI parking lot.
In the middle of the parking lot, a man wearing a white shirt, trousers, and sunglasses stood in the sun, looking at the entrance to the parking lot.
Jimmy noticed this person as soon as he entered the parking lot. This must be Pete, otherwise there would be no one standing idle and bored under the sun. It is late August and standing under the sun on this hot day is really possible. Something wrong.
Jimmy pulled up next to him, opened the window and asked, "Pete?"
Pete pushed the document bag in his hand to Jimmy through the car window, turned around and left here.
Jimmy didn't stop and drove directly towards the exit, returning to the police station.
Jimmy returned to his position and opened the file bag. There were two A4 papers inside. The first one was a map of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Two circles were marked on the map, part of which overlapped. This was the last signal position of the phone number James gave.
The second picture is of Langley, Virginia. Well, this is where the CIA headquarters is located. Tom must have left his cell phone near or even inside the headquarters when he returned to the headquarters. Nothing happened. This is the number Jimmy provided.
Jimmy looked at the map and walked directly to James' office with two maps.
Jimmy knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered the office. He closed the door and put two pieces of A4 paper on James' desk.
James looked at the two maps and looked up at Jimmy.
James: "Let's put Tom's matter aside for now."
Jimmy looked at James in confusion: "Why?"
James: "These two places are too far away from us, and I have no one to investigate these places. Jimmy, go out first."
Jimmy turned around, opened the door and left James' office, closing the door behind him when he went out. After taking just two steps, he heard the sound of something hitting the ground. Jimmy didn't look back and went directly to the lounge, changed into his police uniform, and prepared to continue working.
Jimmy is not in a good mood now. After changing the status of his dispatch center, he is looking forward to what case he will encounter today.
Then Jimmy was very disappointed. The radio station didn't call him today. Jimmy could only be in a daze out of boredom. It was already late today, and he was too lazy to go to the shooting range to consume energy, so he just spent it until get off work.
Jimmy changed his clothes, went to the gym to exercise, and did strength training for a while. Jimmy packed up his things and went home. When he is worried, he can't concentrate on anything and he becomes very irritable.
Tom is actually very kind to Jimmy. Whether it was specifically reminding him to pay attention to safety after giving him an identity, or when someone investigated Jimmy later, Tom went to investigate the reason, and there was also the identity certificate specially issued for Jimmy in his inheritance. Although Tom was just for He was an important figure in doing all this, but Jimmy was always the ultimate beneficiary.
He handled Tom's matter so actively this time just because he wanted to do something for Tom and make himself feel more at ease.
However, now that he has obtained the location of the mobile phone, there is no way to continue. Jimmy also understands that James is just a local police chief. Even if he has some connections, they are all local. This kind of cross-state investigation is indeed beyond his capabilities, but he Still very unhappy.
Jimmy drove home and found that his door lock was broken when he went upstairs. Jimmy pushed the door open and the room was in a mess. It's broken, it's been stolen.
Jimmy did not enter the house again. He first observed the room with his inner eye to make sure there was no one inside, then took out his cell phone and dialed 911.
After calling the police, he called Superintendent Ted of the LRPD. The people Jimmy knew in the LRPD were mainly patrol officers. He rarely had contact with people in the detective department, so there was no one he was familiar with.
Superintendent Ted was very considerate. Not long after Jimmy called him, a phone call came.
"Hi, are you Jimmy? I'm LRPD Detective Chris. Are you at home now?"
Jimmy: "Yeah, I found out that after the door lock was broken, I didn't go inside the house, I just stood at the door."
Chris: "Okay, I'll be there in 10 minutes."
Jimmy: "Thank you, I'll wait for you at home."
While Jimmy was waiting for Agent Chris, a team of patrol officers also arrived at the scene. A celebrity in the department like Jimmy reported the crime, and the dispatch center did not delay. They directly contacted the nearest police patrol car to dispatch the police, so they were better than Agent Chris. Be faster.
Jimmy told the patrolman about Agent Chris coming over. The three of them were waiting at the door, but no one entered the house.
About 10 minutes later, Agent Chris arrived. Although it was the end of August and still very hot, he was still wearing a suit, but without a tie, and the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned.
Chris walked up to Jimmy and extended his hand to shake his hand, "Hello, Jimmy, I'm Chris. I finally meet you. You are a famous person."
Jimmy shook hands with Chris: "Hey, Chris, you're too polite. The patrolman didn't enter the room when he arrived. Do you want to take a look first?"
Chris: "Of course, I'll go in first, you guys wait a moment." He took a pair of gloves from his pocket, put them on, and walked into the room.
Jimmy's apartment was a small apartment with only one bedroom. After observing from the door, Chris called Jimmy in to confirm what he had lost.
Jimmy had already moved some sensitive and valuable things to the warehouse in advance. There was actually nothing too important in the room. But there was one thing that Jimmy cared about most. He first asked the patrolman to get a pair of gloves, then walked to the bedroom and opened the bedside table. Sure enough, his spare gun was gone.
Jimmy turned to Chris and said, "Bad news, the backup gun I kept at home is gone."
Chris asked hurriedly: "What kind of gun? Is it registered?"
Jimmy nodded, pulled out his M686 from his armpit and showed it to Chris: "Yes, a Smith & Wesson M686-1, the same model as the gun I have, and it has been registered."
Jimmy didn't dare to tell the truth. He had two guns at home, one was the same spare gun he bought before, and the other was a Beretta 92F with a silencer that he got from a gang boss.
Now we can only report one number first. If we really find out that there are two, we must find a way to hide it.
Chris: "Please register the gun number and see if there is anything else missing?"
Jimmy: "The others are nothing valuable. I live alone and I don't usually put valuables at home."
Chris: "Let's do some statistics and go through the process."
Jimmy: "Okay, give me a minute."
(End of chapter)
