Jimmy can directly see two of them from his current position, but the other one cannot be seen temporarily due to the distance. But don’t worry, because Jimmy and Chris’s car is not far from the exit. As long as another station wagon comes, it can be intercepted near the exit.
While smoking his second cigarette, Jimmy noticed a man walking to the side of one of the station wagons and was about to open the door. He walked straight towards him and said, "Hi, sir, can I take you a moment?"
The man who was about to enter the cab stopped and looked up at Jimmy, "Me? What's the matter?"
Jimmy took out his ID: "FBI Special Agent Jimmy, I have a few questions to ask. It only takes a minute."
The man closed the car door and walked to the front of the car: "Please speak."
Jimmy: "What do you call it?"
Man: "Just call me Mike."
Jimmy: "Where were you or your car three mornings ago?"
Mike thought for a moment: "Three days ago? I should have been at home. I didn't go out that day. The car was also at home."
Jimmy: "Are you sure?"
Mike: "Yes, I'm sure. Due to physical reasons, I rested at home for two days. Three days ago, I happened to be at home."
Jimmy: "OK, thank you for your cooperation."
Jimmy wrote it down on his notepad and prepared to leave. Mike asked: "Any questions?"
Jimmy: "Well, there was a car accident. The vehicle involved was the same model as your car, so let's investigate. Goodbye, Mike."
Jimmy had already sent the license plate number back to the bureau before, but there was no feedback when he was smoking just now. He might ask now, record it, and then check it later after investigating the car information.
The key is that Jimmy needs to determine the driver's status through dialogue, whether there are any abnormal reactions, etc.
Before returning to the waiting position, I suddenly heard Chris shouting: "Jimmy! Found the target! Follow me!"
Jimmy immediately ran back to where they parked, and Chris had already started to catch up. Good guy, he only has one right hand to use, and he still dares to drive and chase the car? Do you want to die?
Jimmy got in the car, started directly and rushed out. The exit railing had been smashed by the first car. Chris rushed out after him. Jimmy was in the third car. This was no longer the time to communicate with the parking lot security. Okay, this is the only way to go.
There are many cars on the road. Although it is not commuting time, there are many cars on the road even during the day. The station wagon in front was already weaving in and out of the traffic, and Chris was obviously having trouble driving. Jimmy took advantage of a gap to pass through, and he followed the station wagon several car bodies apart.
After chasing for a while, Jimmy looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Chris had almost disappeared. Taking advantage of the road, Jimmy directly pressed the emergency dial of the FBI phone, dialed Chris's phone, and turned on the radio. , put the phone on the center console.
Jimmy: "Chris, I'm still following the station wagon. Please notify the NYPD immediately. I don't have a radio or police lights or sirens in my car. Ask them to stop in front or not block my way."
Chris had given up. He was operating with one hand and could only put his left arm on the steering wheel to temporarily fix the steering wheel. He was completely unable to maneuver in the traffic. After answering Jimmy's call, he immediately used the car radio to contact the NYPD dispatch center.
It's this set of things. Chris has it on his car, but Jimmy doesn't, so now it looks like two cars are driving recklessly in the traffic. There's a black station wagon in the front and a black Crown Victoria in the back. It doesn't show what's behind at all. It means that the car is chasing the car in front.
Jimmy is also getting more and more excited, as if he has gone back to when he was a patrolman two years ago. At that time, it was also Crown Victoria. He rode on suburban roads and highways every day, chasing cars every now and then. The good times are always missed.
Jimmy was weaving through the traffic, becoming more and more comfortable. After all, he had not participated in such a car chase for more than a year. He was really a little nervous at first, but now after a few minutes of chasing, that feeling came back.
There were police lights flashing on the road ahead, and Jimmy had no intention of stopping the chase. He kept clinging to the station wagon in front of him. In such a traffic environment, the car was not very fast, but because of the cars of ordinary people on the road, Jimmy had no intention of stopping. If you are in a good position, you can only follow behind.
The police car was left behind and it looked like they were chasing Jimmy. At an intersection ahead, the station wagon ran through the red light, followed by Jimmy and the police car. There were sirens and lights warning that other cars at the intersection had slowed down and stopped. Jimmy clung to the back of the station wagon. Seeing that there were not many cars in front of him, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated, finally reaching the right rear of the station wagon.
While increasing the speed, he gently turned the steering wheel, and the left side of the front of the car was directly attached to the right rear wheel of the station wagon. Without a successful PIT, the station wagon swayed left and right, which looked dangerous, but he still managed to maintain the car's posture and continued to move toward Driving forward, his speed was further reduced only because of the left and right shaking just now.
This was Jimmy's first attack, which ended in failure. He could only continue to follow behind, looking for opportunities. This is an urban road, not spacious. In addition to the sidewalks on both sides of the road, there are residential apartment buildings. If a serious mistake is made in a place like this, causing the station wagon to hit a residential building, it will not be a good thing for Jimmy. The attack just now was actually reckless. .
But Jimmy couldn't help it. Although he wasn't familiar with the roads, urban roads were like this. It was obviously impossible to think too much about finding a suitable wide place to start.
The chase continued for two more intersections. At the intersection ahead, the station wagon suddenly turned on its right turn signal. This was a good driving habit. Jimmy regained his energy. Regardless of whether he was making a fake move or not, he had to be prepared. If If he really turns right, then when he slows down when turning right, it is the best time.
Jimmy accelerated directly, and the car in front slowed down and turned. Jimmy hit the right rear door of the car directly, and rushed diagonally into the wrong lane. The driver who followed him must have been unprepared for the unexpected situation. In order to maintain stability, he stepped on the brakes and He swung the steering wheel and tried to correct the direction of the car, but unfortunately, he still collided with the car in the driveway.
After Jimmy succeeded in the PIT, he slowed down and turned right. After stabilizing the car, he immediately turned around. Then he was unlucky. The NYPD police car behind him directly performed a PIT on him and hit the left rear side. Jimmy's car almost turned around. , turn 180 degrees.
"Swish, swish, swish", several police cars stopped around Jimmy's car, and several NYPD got out of the car and aimed their guns at Jimmy, "Driver, raise your hands, let me see your hands!"
"Fxxk! I'm an FBI agent!" Jimmy was pointed at several pistols and didn't dare to move. He could only yell helplessly and angrily that he was an FBI agent, and then the driver's window was yanked. The baton was broken.
"I'm an FBI agent, don't get excited, I have my ID on me." Jimmy shouted wildly. Finally the NYPD reacted and instructed Jimmy to get his ID and come out, "I want to get my ID, don't shoot. FXXK, look at the station wagon just now, is the driver still there!!!"
Jimmy reached into his suit with his right hand and took out his ID. He handed it to the NYPD who smashed his car window. The police officer looked at the ID, then looked at Jimmy, "Get out of the car."
Jimmy got out of the car with his hands raised, "I have a weapon on me, don't touch my gun."
"Turn around, put your hands on the roof of the car. Wait." The NYPD officer took Jimmy's ID, took two steps away, pressed the intercom, and started to contact the dispatch center.
"Can anyone help me see if the driver of that car is still there?" Jimmy stood beside the car obediently, with his hands on the roof. He couldn't turn his head, so he could only shout to the NYPD people to check. .
"There was no driver in the car. It should have run into a residential area. Some colleagues have already chased him."
Jimmy's mind was buzzing, he did this damn thing.
"Checked, Agent Jimmy, sorry. Duty."
Jimmy turned around and took back his ID, "Surround the area immediately, contact the dispatch center and your police officers, and determine the whereabouts of the driver in that car. He is suspected of a murder."
The NYPD officers surrounding Jimmy were also embarrassed. They immediately dispersed and chased the driver based on the location reported via the intercom.
Jimmy now has no idea where to chase people, so he can only follow the NYPD people in the alleys. Fortunately, the FBI's mobile phone is more shockproof and anti-fall, and Jimmy can still call Chris to report the current situation.
Chris was also speechless. He had notified the NYPD dispatch center that a detective was chasing a suspect, but Jimmy was still regarded as a suspect and arrested once.
That is to say, Chris notified the dispatch center so that the NYPD police officers could confirm that Jimmy's identity was normal so quickly. Otherwise, just contacting the FBI's Manhattan office would have taken at least several minutes.
While Jimmy and the others were tracking down the driver, the NYPD contacted a tow truck to tow Jimmy's car and the station wagon away to restore traffic, and Chris also arrived at the scene ten minutes later.
Jimmy and the others were still investigating the whereabouts of the driver in the neighborhood. It was certain that he should be hiding in these residential buildings. But the embarrassing thing was that Jimmy did not see the driver, and the police who were chasing the driver did not They could only confirm that he was a white man with short curly hair. Because they could only see the back, they couldn't determine what the driver looked like.
We can only wait until Chris arrives before we start checking the residential buildings. And it had to be Chris in the first place, otherwise there would be no way to tell who was the driver just now.
Fortunately, several police officers from the NYPD assisted, and under the leadership of Chris, the driver was finally caught. But it took a long time, almost an hour, and finally, with a gesture from a resident's eyes, he was taken out of his home. Fortunately, there were many people, so the driver gave up armed resistance after weighing the situation, and finally put down his pistol and raised his hands in surrender.
Jimmy and Chris thanked the NYPD officers for their cooperation and took the driver back to the FBI office in Chris' car. Because they needed urgent interrogation, they were not sent directly to the detention center.
Chris found someone to accompany him for interrogation. Jimmy had his own tasks. He received a car from the administrative department and took a forensic team to the police parking lot. Jimmy took the lead in the investigation of the station wagon. Now, the two of them are separated and doing their own things.
Jimmy came to the police parking lot and first looked for his car. There was a full set of equipment in the trunk of his car. He had already alerted the NYPD when he towed the car. They kept it very well and there was a police officer. I accompanied him to the parking lot and looked at Jimmy's car. The service attitude was really good. Of course, the main reason was to prevent Jimmy from filing a complaint against them. Being held at gunpoint by a group of police officers was not a good memory.
Jimmy transferred all the equipment to the new vehicle and then went to the location of the station wagon. Two members of the forensics department began to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the station wagon and extract evidence.
Take photos of the entire car from multiple angles, especially the front crash bar. When Jimmy was at the PIT, the station wagon did not hit other cars or obstacles with its front end. In theory, it is still necessary to use this crash bar to follow the rear insurance policy of investigative reporter Ax. The car was compared with the dents on the bumper, which was the most important reason why Jimmy and the others found this car.
Secondly, there are the things in the car, including the items in the car, fingerprint marks on the steering wheel and other parts, whether there are blood stains in the car, etc. Because the case may be serious, no steps are saved this time, and all evidence needs to be identified. reserve.
Jimmy stood aside in a daze. There was a professional team for on-site inspections, so he stopped joining in the fun to avoid problems.
"Jimmy, come and see."
Jimmy came to the station wagon and looked at the location pointed by the forensic officer. FK, Jimmy became uneasy when he saw the round pipe. No one is afraid of ordinary pipes, but if there are wires connected to the pipes, professionals will tremble in their hearts.
Jimmy: "Is this what I think it is?"
The forensic officer nodded: "It's very possible, I think we need the bomb disposal team to deal with it."
Jimmy: "Call them, right now. Let's get out of here."
The forensic officer nodded, and the two of them took their toolboxes and followed Jimmy back to Jimmy's car, about 20 meters away from the station wagon.
Jimmy looked at the station wagon and had a toothache. Today was so frustrating. First he was pointed at by the police with a gun, and now he found out that the car he was chasing had a bomb tied to it. If it really exploded while Jimmy was chasing the car, , he is dead.
Jimmy picked up his cell phone and dialed Chris's number: "Chris, there are some suspicious pipes tied to the bottom of the station wagon, which are suspected to be bombs. The bomb disposal team has been contacted for support. Ask them clearly during the interrogation over there. What the hell is going on? Who the hell would put a bomb on their car?"
Chris was also confused. Did he put a bomb on his car? Is this person looking for death? Are you still driving away in the city? If you are not careful, you will be dead.
Chris hung up the phone and returned to the interrogation room again. The suspect driver did not answer any questions or even asked to call a lawyer. Now that he was just arrested, when his will to resist was strongest, Chris also knew that he needed to grind slowly, so he didn't use any means before, just regular inquiries.
Chris originally planned to follow the normal interrogation procedures, but now, it seems that using any means is not enough. Once the on-site bomb disposal team confirms that there is indeed a bomb at the bottom of the car, this will not be a murder case that can be solved, but directly Rising to the level of a terrorist attack.
Chris continued to ask, but of course there was no answer. He waved the recorder to go out with him. The suspect driver was handcuffed to the table alone and left in the interrogation room.
Jimmy and the others waited for half an hour before the FBI bomb disposal team arrived. A bomb disposal officer quickly dressed up, put on a thick explosion-proof suit and an explosion-proof helmet, and walked to the station wagon.
He squatted on the ground and looked at the pipes under the car, then lay down directly on the ground and got under the car, then turned around and lay on the ground and began to check the pipes.
Jimmy came to the bomb disposal team's car and listened to them discussing the bomb's style and treatment plan. It was obvious that Jimmy and the others were frightened. In fact, the bomb was a semi-finished product.
After the bomb disposal team took out the bomb and put it into a special explosion-proof barrel, the bomb disposal personnel took off their explosion-proof suits and explained the situation to Jimmy and the others.
It was a false alarm. The bomb under the car was actually just a bomb detonator. It contained explosive ingredients, but it was not very powerful. At most, it would only destroy the car. But the bottom of the car has been modified. There is a pipe connected to the back seat. If you store large bombs in the back seat and trunk, you can also use this semi-finished product as a detonator. From a structural point of view, it seems that there is still There is an empty space for storing signal control devices, such as fixing a telephone or wireless device.
The bomb disposal personnel drew a simple diagram for Jimmy, showing the structure of the bomb and subsequent modifications. Strictly speaking, this car is a bomb shell. You only need to put the bomb body in and install the trigger to make a bomb. Super bomb.
Jimmy listened carefully to the bomb disposal team's explanation. He needed to go back and relay these contents to Chris. Although the bomb disposal team would issue a report later, time was running out.
The bomb has been defused, and the colleagues in the forensics department can continue. Jimmy took the sketch of the bomb disposal team, thanked them, and sent them out of the police parking lot.
After waiting for the forensics department to finish processing the station wagon, Jimmy also returned to the office, found Chris, and handed him the sketch.
Jimmy: "The bomb disposal team has confirmed that this is a detonation device for a giant bomb. This picture is the rough design. What we caught this time is definitely a big fish. Has he confessed?"
Chris: "That guy is a diehard. He hasn't said a word yet. His fingerprints were not found in the criminal database. I just took the photo to check the photo database, hoping to find his identity."
Jimmy came outside the interrogation room and looked in through the one-way glass. The suspect was white and had stubble on his face. According to the stubble, he should not have shaved for two or three days. He also had a big beard and short curly brown hair. Such characteristics are indeed not obvious.
"Have you tried contacting ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement)?" Jimmy turned around and asked Chris.
Chris: "You mean, maybe he's an immigrant?"
Jimmy nodded: "Well, to be able to do something like a terrorist attack, I always think it may have something to do with South America or the Middle East. Think about it, these are the only two directions that have such a big hatred against us."
Chris: "Okay, I'll go find Hughes. We can't contact ICE directly. DHS still needs him to come forward."
Jimmy: "Then what are we going to do now? Just wait?"
Chris: "There is no way. Without authorization, many methods cannot be used. If he really refuses to speak, he will still have to be transferred to the detention center later."
Jimmy: "Then how can we resort to means? Who will authorize it? Directly contact DHS?"
Chris: "Well, the problem is very serious this time. Although the big bomb was not found, the detonation device has been found. I think this case must be upgraded, at least jointly handled. This depends on Hughes's decision. To be honest, I have never encountered such a big case in more than 30 years, and I don’t know how to handle it.”
Jimmy nodded. He really had no experience in bomb attacks, but there was someone tall enough to support him when the sky fell, and the newly established DHS happened to be that tall person.
Chris went to deal with the contact matter, and Jimmy returned to his place and started writing the report. This time, a spare car was reimbursed. This requires writing an accident explanation to the administrative department. It is really unlucky to replace it with a spare car. How many times has this been changed?
When I was a county police officer, I didn't do that much. Since I came to the FBI, I had a record of changing two cars a day in Dallas. Not long after I became a regular employee, the car was reimbursed. Should I just apply for a car with anti-collision? Forget about the pole car?
Forget it, it's only been a few months since I became a regular employee, so it's a bit too much to be special now. However, a car radio is still necessary. It was a bit troublesome to talk on the phone today. The key is that we still have no way to contact the NYPD, so the misunderstanding occurred.
After writing a report in a hurry, Jimmy rushed directly to the administrative department and applied for car modification, but was rejected. Let's just drive a car with regular equipment honestly. Customized accessories are not something you can handle yourself. Let's talk to Chris later and ask him to help apply. Anyway, Chris seems to be easier to talk to, so I guess he's over there. It’s also a bit more face-saving.
One thing to say, today's car chase made Jimmy feel very happy. If he hadn't been killed by the NYPD in the end, this time it would have been a perfect PIT. There would be no problem in turning around at the intersection and arresting the driver. Since becoming an FBI agent, he has rarely had the opportunity to enjoy such a great experience, because usually, whether it is a search or an arrest, intelligence comes first and the arrest is carried out directly.
The last time we supported Ryan and the others in the field office, they took a helicopter directly to the target location and did not participate in the car chase on the ground at all, which was a pity. This time, Jimmy felt like he was back two years ago, driving recklessly on the road with police lights and sirens on, and arresting suspects without stopping. It was much more satisfying than watching the NYPD follow cars and consume gas.
Chris's side is also going well. He contacted DC headquarters before, but there was no joint investigation due to lack of clues. Now a bomb detonation device was found in the suspect's car. This is no longer a trivial matter without clues, but has risen to the level of The major incident of the terrorist attack is just that the headquarters has not yet planned to notify DHS directly. Instead, it has transferred a team of investigators from the headquarters to cooperate with the Manhattan office to deal with it. It is said that it is cooperation. It is estimated that after arriving in Manhattan, the initiative will be taken away. They took it.
(End of chapter)
