When Mahone received Jimmy's call, his sleepy mind suddenly woke up. This was the third time. He had been attacked three times in a short period of time. This was no longer a provocation. This was an attempt to rub the face of the FBI's Manhattan office on the ground, which was also covered with dog feces.
Knowing that Jimmy was fine now, Mahone did not take it lightly. He immediately got up, got dressed, went out, and rushed to Jimmy's apartment. Now that Jimmy's side was fine, and the time wasn't right, Mahone didn't call Hughes' side again. It was too late to call in the morning.
By the time Ma Hong arrived, people from the forensics department were already at the scene collecting evidence. Because the gunman is dead, it is very simple to extract evidence. All you need to do is collect evidence from Jimmy's bedroom, because both parties shot here. One party died, and the other party had a lot of bullet holes in the bed, but he was intact.
While they were collecting evidence, Jimmy was also watching. Although he was the person involved, he was also a senior FBI agent. No one on the scene was more qualified to investigate than him.
A white male, he should not be over 40 years old, with a crew cut, wearing a large-size hoodie with a body armor underneath. No wonder Jimmy hit the body several times without completely losing his mobility, but The shot in the shoulder was a real hit, and coupled with the impact of the 357 Magnum, he was unable to stand up quickly after falling to the ground. He was then shot in the head by Jimmy and died.
The deceased was shot three times in total, one in the shoulder, one in the abdomen, and one in the head. The bulletproof vest blocked the three shots, all in the chest. Jimmy had not aimed at the head in the previous five shots, just hoping to stay alive. But there is no way to release the last bullet. If there is no bullet and the gun is empty-handed, it will be a big loss and the only choice is to kill it.
The deceased was holding a Glock 17 with a silencer. If he succeeded in a sneak attack, the gunman could easily leave and the surrounding neighbors would never hear the gunfire.
After adding a silencer, the Glock only has about 100 decibels. If you use subsonic bullets, it can be reduced to less than 60 decibels. In a room with a brick wall like an apartment room, the next door will definitely not find it.
Jimmy heard the gunfire when the gunman was shooting just now. He definitely used subsonic bullets with reduced charge, and the sound was really not loud. It also makes sense to choose subsonic bullets. For close-range assassinations, the distance is only about three meters. Subsonic bullets do not have the problem of insufficient kinetic energy, and they can kill Jimmy without any problem.
Jimmy used the 357 Magnum. It had a long projectile and a lot of explosives. In addition, it used a revolver, so the sound was naturally very loud. The whole building did not even rule out the possibility that someone on the street outside could hear it. After all, it was happening. In the early hours of the morning, there wasn't much noise.
After Ma Hong came over, the two patrol officers left, "Jimmy, how are you? Did you find anything?"
Jimmy shook his head: "I woke up when I heard a noise, and then hid by the bed. When he came in, he shot at the bed, and then I shot him dead.
There was something wrong with this guy, he was wearing a big hoodie with a body armor underneath, and he took three bullets from me. "
Ma Hong walked to the bedroom door and looked at the gunman on the ground. He nodded: "It looks like he has a military background. We need to investigate carefully."
Jimmy: "Well, he should have a background in military service. His tactical movements are like this. I have never been in the military. See if you recognize him."
Jimmy pulled out the Glock, held the gun in his right hand on his chest, pushed the door gently with his left hand, then retracted his left hand and put it on his right hand. The gun was still on his chest, with the muzzle pointed to the side and forward. He did not extend the gun to the front until he reached the shooting position. , arms straightened to aim.
Ma Hong nodded and shook his head: "It is possible, although it is not certain, but he has definitely been trained. Holding the gun on the chest can prevent someone from grabbing the gun in front of him or from the side in a dark environment. Many training institutions will teach This move."
Jimmy: "It seems we can only check his identity. Something is wrong, Mahone."
Ma Hong nodded: "We have killed and captured all Azit's people before. From their confessions, we can confirm that only two groups of them came. Where did this person come from?"
Jimmy sighed: "I can't live this day. Fortunately, Nia is not here today."
Mahone patted Jimmy and turned back to the living room. "I won't go back. Let's go to the office together in the morning."
Jimmy went to pour a cup of coffee for Mahone, "Are you hungry? I'll make some midnight snacks. Oh, I'll ask them."
Mahone waved his hand. Jimmy had such a big heart. He had just been assassinated, and the body was still in the bedroom. He was still in the mood to make supper and breakfast. Fortunately, he became a policeman and an FBI. If he had gone into the underworld, he would definitely be in trouble now. Not much better.
This won't work. For people like Jimmy, it's okay if nothing happens. But if something happens, some psychological changes will occur, and then he will be in trouble.
Mahone was still thinking about how to find a psychiatrist for Jimmy. Jimmy had already arrived in the bedroom and greeted the people in the forensics department. Fortunately, for the people in the forensics department, a corpse is really not a big deal. They have seen too many. If you are on duty at night and come to work again, you are not welcome because you are one of your own.
Jimmy didn't make a big meal, just a simple fried egg + bacon, served with toast. After they finished examining the bedroom and collecting evidence, the ambulance took the body away. Several people gathered around the dining table to drink coffee and have breakfast before leaving Jimmy's apartment and returning to the office.
Mahone went back with them. Jimmy was a little late. He tidied up the room a little before leaving the apartment and going to the office.
Jimmy spent the whole night wondering where this man came from and why he came, but he still had no clue. The only thing I can be sure of now is that I have done a pretty good job of finishing the things I have done during this period, and there should be no tails.
The insider in the bureau has also been caught. Even if the news is spread, theoretically it won't be as accurate as before. Now someone has found the location of his apartment in advance and invaded in the middle of the night. This is not a good sign. He can't figure it out. I can't sleep well anymore.
When he arrived at the office, the news Jimmy received finally disappointed him. The shooter's fingerprints confirmed his identity. He did have service experience and served in the Army, but he had been included in the MIA list a few years ago, and there was no record after that. . (MIA, missing in action, missing in action.)
There are no records, but the man who had been declared missing is still alive and shows up at his apartment, and Jimmy suddenly has bad thoughts. This situation often occurs in movies and TV series. This kind of plot is usually accompanied by a certain agency, the CIA I just met yesterday.
Is it Caitlin? Killed because he refused her mission?
No, I just verified my identity yesterday and met Caitlin. Even if she arranged someone, she wouldn't have gotten familiar with her apartment so quickly and launched an attack in the middle of the night.
From this point of view, Caitlin's suspicion is indeed not high.
If not Caitlin, who would it be? He probably didn't have contact with anyone else in the CIA, because he just received the certification call yesterday. Who in the CIA has a grudge against me? The only place where I can interact with them is the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, but Watson and Kerry in the Counter-Terrorism Bureau have some friendship with me. I have dealt with them many times before, and they haven't done anything special, right?
Looking back on the previous communication with Watson, killing a traitor agent for them a few months ago might be the only thing that could lead to a bad encounter, but it was more than half a year ago. Why did it happen now?
Jimmy sat in his seat and thought about what went wrong, attracting this unidentified gunman. He was not in the mood to care about other things. Instead, Ma Hong was a little worried now.
When he arrived at the bureau in the morning, Mahone had already called Hughes and asked him to come to the bureau early and communicate with him in person if there was anything he needed to do.
After Hughes arrived, Mahone told Hughes about Jimmy's attack at home. Hughes' expression at that time could have been filmed. What is this? He had just finished all the previous things, and only one person behind the scenes had not been dug out. As a result, before he could finalize the investigation plan, another big trouble broke out.
The mobile phone number that Hughes gave Jimmy before was owned by the people behind the scenes. After Jimmy got the call records from the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, he spent a lot of time listening to them, but the call records were of little use, and they had no choice but to rely on them. This little bit of recording confirmed Josh's identity.
The positioning of mobile phone numbers is basically ineffective. Although there are not many people in Albany, the base station coverage is still very wide. They can only locate a rough location. Without photos, names, and information, based on a mobile phone No. It was very difficult to find Josh.
Hughes also synchronized the information he had previously learned with Mahone. Now there is one more person who knows the mastermind behind the scenes, but it is of no use. Hughes and the others cannot investigate Josh, and Mahone naturally has no good. Method.
Now Jimmy is worried about who is behind this, and he can't tell whether it is Azter or the CIA. Mahone is worried that the attacks have happened again and again. If he can't figure it out, his team will stop working on other cases and just wait. Let others make trouble. Hughes is also worried. It would be too embarrassing if this matter gets spread.
The face in the Manhattan office was swollen. As the field agent with the best combat record, Jimmy was attacked three times in a short period of time. Although he was intact three times, the gunman died and was injured, but they never solved the case. There is no guarantee that there will be a fourth or fifth time. Do we have to wait passively like this?
Hughes sat in the office, looking very unhappy. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided that this matter should be solved from the root. Hughes got up and left the office, heading toward the chief's office.
After Mahone returned to the office, he watched Jimmy leaning back in his chair and thinking, and once again thought about what he had considered when he was at Jimmy's house today. Although it seemed like there was nothing wrong with Jimmy, it was best to let him take a rest. "Jimmy, why don't you go back and rest for a few days? You can't handle any cases in your current state."
Jimmy turned to look at Mahone, thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to rest. I'll go out and look for clues."
Jimmy stood up, picked up his suit and went out. No matter what, there was definitely no way to get clues while sitting in the office.
Jimmy got in the car and drove out of the office, driving in boring circles on the road, contributing his insignificant contribution to Manhattan's traffic jams, and wondering where to start while driving.
Jimmy took out his phone and flipped through his address book while driving. The target he was looking for was Thorsten from the DEA Dallas office.
Jimmy: "Thorsten, this is Jimmy, Jimmy from FBI Manhattan."
Thorsten: "Jimmy! I haven't heard from you for a long time. Have you arrived in Dallas?"
Jimmy: "No, I'm still in New York. Are you still at the DEA?"
Thorsten: "Of course, what's the matter?"
Jimmy: "Do me a favor and look up Azter's second-in-command, Tim Sparks."
Thorsten: "Not now. I'm on my way to a mission, probably tonight at the earliest. What? Does he have anything to do with you in New York?"
Jimmy: "No, it's a personal grudge. It depends on your time. Just check it out when you have time. I'm not in a hurry."
Thorsten was a little speechless. You already said it was a personal grudge, why aren't you in a hurry? Who are you bluffing? However, Thorsten still had a deep impression of Jimmy, and he was a good character. He was just doing a little favor to investigate the information, so it wasn't a big problem.
Thorsten: "No problem, I'll give you the news tonight. That's it, I'm still driving."
Jimmy: "Thanks, stay safe, bye."
Jimmy hung up the phone and put the phone in the center armrest box. It's good to know more people. The DEA in Texas must have detailed information about a gang like Azt. After all, it is a big gang within their scope, and their main job is cross-border smuggling.
Jimmy continued to consume gasoline and wear out the tires on the road. The mobile phone number Hughes gave was used by the person behind the scenes. Now he just can't locate the specific person. Why don't he keep an eye on him for a while? It's a pity that the number is in Albany, the capital of New York State. Although it is only more than 200 kilometers away, it is not in New York City after all. It is unreasonable to keep an eye on it there for a long time.
I had previously thought that the gunman might be from the CIA, but Jimmy no longer had any acquaintances in the CIA. There was still Watson who could barely talk, but now he couldn't go directly to Caitlin and ask, "Why did you send Agents to assassinate me" is a direct provocation. Not to mention whether it was Caitlin who arranged it, she would definitely be furious if Jimmy questioned her face to face like this.
Jimmy thought about it and looked in the rearview mirror. No, there was a car behind him that seemed familiar. Jimmy has been walking around here in Manhattan. In theory, no one should follow him for a long time, and even if they follow him, it will only be a short distance.
Jimmy took out his mobile phone from the armrest box and dialed Mahone's number, "Mahon, I was driving on the street, and a car appeared behind me repeatedly. Black Ford Explorer, New York license plate. Only the driver was seen in the car, Not visible in the back seat, white or Latino, male, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses."
Mahone: "Take him around and get as close to the office as possible. Let's go downstairs now. Felicia, let's go."
Jimmy: "Understood, I'll try my best."
Jimmy understood what Mahone meant. He didn't want him to take action, and he wanted to try his best to lead him into a trap and capture him alive.
Jimmy didn't change his driving style and pretended he hadn't noticed him. He turned at the intersection ahead to return to the office, but the car behind him didn't follow Jimmy and went straight.
Jimmy had been paying attention to the rearview mirror, and he was a little confused when he saw this situation. Was his guess wrong?
(End of chapter)
