The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 258 Who Do You Think You Are?Batman?
After the press conference.

Chuck asked Chandler to accompany Tim and Shelly back home, and he and the police detective in charge of the case began to investigate the possibility of the most dangerous black industry chain abducting Jamie.

"Garcia, how are you doing?"

Chuck sat in the passenger seat and signaled the detective to drive to visit the local gang, while he called Garcia, a BAU hacker technician.

Ana is more powerful than Garcia, but to handle cases normally, there must be a formal cover.

"I have checked all the families in that area according to your instructions, and combined with their credit card usage, there is no abnormality in any of them."

On the other end of the phone, Garcia quickly operated the computer: "There is no record of abnormal purchases of baby products, and there is no record of a sudden increase in the purchase of baby products."

"This indicates that either the purchase was made in cash, there was no credit card swiping record, or that there were enough baby and toddler products in stock for 13 days."

On the other end of the phone, Reed's voice suddenly interjected: "Regardless of whether it is a cash purchase or sufficient baby supplies in advance, the most likely is a criminal.

Or the person who abducted Jamie was quite smart, thoughtful, and prepared everything in advance to prevent the possibility of tracking him down through the credit card shopping list. "

"When he heard your plea for help, he volunteered to participate."

Garcia reminded embarrassingly: "I didn't take the initiative to say it."

"It's ok."

Chuck said calmly: "It is your BAU's duty to assist the local police station in handling the case. Spencer has spare time to assist in this case in addition to other cases. Very good and very energetic!"

He contacted the BAU on his way to Pittsburgh after taking up the case.

Compared with the FBI, the resources of local police departments are too limited.

And it took 13 days to rescue the two-year-old Jamie, and the most abundant resources had to be used in the shortest possible time to increase the success rate to [-]%!

It was only after calling that they found out that Reed and the others had also received a new case and were flying to other places, unable to help.

So Chuck only let Garcia, who was temporarily free, use the authority of the FBI to screen credit card usage.

And Reed obviously knew that Chuck had a case, so he couldn't resist the urge to participate, and used his super IQ to have two purposes.

"Gideon and they all agree."

Reed said something a little embarrassed, and then continued: "Chuck, in general vicious trafficking cases, children who are 4 years old are selected, and Jamie is only 2 years old, so the probability is relatively small."

"I know."

Chuck reminded: "But don't forget the trend of victims getting younger and younger."

"It is indeed."

Reed nodded.

According to FBI statistics, most of the vicious child trafficking cases in the United States are around 4 years old.

The vicious trafficking here does not refer to families lacking children trying to make the family have more children through this method, but refers to the vicious trafficking of China Unicom's abnormality with American characteristics.

At the age of 4, they already have a certain ability to take care of themselves, and they don't need to be taken care of by traffickers or traders. Moreover, they are the cutest and cutest age, and they are also the most malleable.

It's alluring for those classic American perverts.

Chuck told Tim and Shelly about the extremes of irreversibility, and this is the most extreme and most terrifying of them all.

Although he is not old enough, there is indeed such a possibility.

Because the threshold of American abnormality is constantly getting higher, as time goes by, it will only become more and more abnormal, and the acceptable age will become younger and younger.

The so-called Indianization of the United States is the deification of India.

It's not just a joke.

Behind this is a series of abnormal cases that shattered the three views of ordinary people!
Even bystanders can hear it numb, let alone those real perverts, who will inevitably step on the accelerator to the bottom of the cliff in order to stimulate the threshold of numbness.

"I have helped you contact the Crimes Against Children Unit in Maryland."

"There are 40000 cesium-definition movies for kids released every week in the U.S., and 20 of them will be new faces," Reid said.

These people specialize in abducting these children, and then making movies, or directly auctioning them off to Unicom perverts.

The Anti-Crime Against Children Unit is after this, they're spoofing in the online world, and if Jamie shows up, they'll let us know as soon as possible. "

"Are any of the IPs they traced near Pittsburgh?"

Chuck was not surprised by this shocking statistic, he just asked the key question.

In the United States, which claims to have the most correct children and the most rigorous protection, there are 20 new faces every week, and more than 1000 children are abducted, filmed or auctioned every year.

With the development of the Internet, this value is still rising.

And that's just one form of crime against children.

Not even the most prevalent form of crime.

If you think about it carefully, there is no such thing as wood!

Fortunately, Chuck has no feelings in this life, and he has been specially trained in India, otherwise, even if his face is as paralyzed as him, I am afraid that he will not be able to live peacefully in this hellish country.

"No."

Reed shook his head and said: "These addresses are all transferred from the palace, and it is difficult to be traced to the real address."

Chuck talked with Reed and the others for a while, reached out to help the steering wheel, then hung up the phone, and said to the stunned police detective: "Watch the road carefully!"

"shit!"

Only then did the police detective who was driving notice that he had listened attentively from the beginning, and then couldn't help looking over him more and more. Finally, he almost got into a car accident without noticing.

Fortunately, Chuck focused on two things. He kept paying attention to the situation of the car from the corner of his eye. He calmly reached out and took control of the steering wheel, thus avoiding a car accident.

After finally recovering from his fear, he couldn't help complaining, "Is that how you usually handle cases? Contact the FBI directly, or higher-ups, and ask them to provide you with various resource support? This condition That's great too!"

Speaking of this, he felt in a daze that he knew how Detective Chuck got here, and he had the illusion that he could do it with him.

"No."

Chuck shook his head: "The situation is special this time, and we need to rush for time, otherwise we don't need to use them at all."

"That's, that's..."

The police detective agreed so much, but there was not much faith in his eyes. He only felt that Chuck was being stubborn.

If he had this resource, he would definitely not give up the condition of facilitating the investigation.

Chuck glanced at him without explanation.

The police detective stopped the car in front of a bar, and while sorting out his guns, he introduced to Chuck: "This is the place where the local underground forces have the best news.

The most likely thing is to find out about Jamie, but they are not easy to talk to.

Follow me later, don't talk nonsense, just hope that the $10 bonus can impress them. "

Chuck didn't speak, and got out of the car together, opened the door and entered the bar, and saw everyone looked over in unison.

Obviously, these underground forces are extremely sensitive to the breath of the note, and they noticed the arrival of the police detective immediately.

"Detective, what can I do for you?"

The tattooed bartender smiled at the police detective who walked in.

"You have also seen the latest news."

The police detective pointed to the news about the reward being broadcast in the bar, and asked, "If you have any news, you can tell me directly."

"Of course I'm a law-abiding citizen."

The bartender said strangely, "Would it be a fool not to take the money, and I don't have to worry about telling the police that not only will I not get the bonus, but I will also cause a commotion and be suspected of abducting the little girl."

"We have talked about this point, we only hope that Jamie will return to her parents, and we will ignore everything else."

The detective took a look at Chuck.

Chuck had already considered this when announcing the reward. Not only did the $10 go directly to the public account, it showed that the money was there.

The police were also asked to state that they would not publish and track the real source of information, just to dispel the concerns of these well-informed criminals or simply kidnappers who are greedy for $10 and want to turn back.

It's just that this is just a positive statement, and the specific effect remains to be verified.

Because whether it is a criminal or a kidnapper, there is really not much trust in the guarantee of the police.

"Ah, yes, yes, detective, of course you are right."

A muscular man sneered beside him: "This is the credibility of your police!"

As he said that, he compared a thumb, but soon the thumb turned upside down, causing roars of laughter.

The police detective said a few more words, but there was still no sign of impressing these people. He looked at Chuck helplessly and winked, the meaning was obvious: I said it earlier, it's very blue!
"Detective, you go out first, I'll have a good chat with these gentlemen."

Chuck said calmly.

"Ok?"

The detective was startled, and looked at Chuck with strange eyes: "Are you sure?"

Of course he guessed what Chuck meant.

But just because I guessed it, I can't laugh or cry!
He admitted that Chuck directly announced the reward of 10 U.S. dollars, and he paid for the parties first. For poor policemen like them, it was really shocking.

Afterwards, he directly contacted the top management of the FBI. Judging from the meaning, he simply regarded the FBI as his own home.

Rich and powerful, this battle is really awesome!
But he still wanted to complain: Who do you think you are?Batman?
The young master of a rich family is no longer satisfied with pretending to be aggressive with money and power, has he finally developed to the point where he wants to try the raw stimulation of punching to the flesh?

It's just that Batman is only in the comics. In reality, anyone who dares to act like this will become a fool in the end without exception!
"I'm sure."

Chuck nodded.

"Alright then, I'll wait for you outside."

Seeing that Chuck persisted, the police detective could only nod with a half-smile: "If you need anything, just call... me~"

He already had a premonition that the paralyzed Chuck would turn into a swollen Chuck.

Chuck watched the police go out, then turned to look at the group of local underground criminals who also guessed what Chuck was thinking, or clenched their finger bones, or smiled grinningly, or watched the show with their chests folded.

"Who has any news about Jamie?"

Chuck looked around the crowd calmly, his eyes finally fell on a man, and walked over.

outside the bar.

After the detective came out, he didn't get into the car, but directly leaned against the wall at the entrance of the bar, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it happily, glanced at the bar out of the corner of his eye, shook his head and laughed.

He was really amused by Chuck's behavior.

Detective Chuck?

Are you sure it's not Chuck the Clown?

He would like to see how Chuck explained all this after he rescued the embarrassed Chuck.

Accident?

The other party doesn't talk about martial arts?

Whatever the excuse, he was sure it would be very interesting.

But before he finished smoking a cigarette, he heard the doorbell of the bar ring, looked over, and saw Chuck came out intact.

The police detective dropped the unfinished cigarette from his mouth, and asked in amazement, "Why did you come out... have you heard the news?"

"Asked."

Chuck nodded and walked straight to the police car.

"Did you really ask?"

The detective followed quickly, looking at Chuck in disbelief.

In such a short period of time, Chuck was intact and there were no screams in the bar. How did the result come out?

"That's right, let's go."

After sitting in the passenger seat, Chuck looked at the police detective standing in the car window: "Time is running out."

"Row!"

The police detective glanced at Chuck and saw that Chuck was serious, so he thought he had guessed something, and said with a playful smile, "Listen to you, go where you say."

He already had a guess.

Now there are nothing more than two situations, either Chuck directly took out the check book, used the banknote ability, and wrote a check to the person inside that he could not refuse.

Either Chuck didn't get what he wanted at all, but he didn't want to lose face, so he continued to pretend to be aggressive.

And no matter what kind, Chuck didn't give him the feeling of 'he wants to imitate Batman's use of force and convince people to hit ten with reason' at the beginning.

Even though he was still envious of Chuck's money making ability, he had the means to laugh at Chuck psychologically.

Chuck gave the address.

The police detective drove towards the address, looking at Chuck again and again on the way, but couldn't wait for Chuck's reaction at all, and finally couldn't help asking: "How did you ask?"

"Everyone has secrets that they don't want to be known."

Chuck said lightly: "Criminals have more secrets, and they should not be known to others, but I just happen to know."

"..."

The police detective was stunned, and said in disbelief, "That's it?"

"if not?"

Chuck asked back: "Am I really going to beat them up and come out with the sound of wailing lying down? Who do you think I am? Batman?"

"I don't think so..."

The police detective was very embarrassed, thinking that Chuck knew other people's secrets, and then thinking of the unbelievable gossip that the detective Chuck could read people's hearts, he immediately looked away, not daring to look at Chuck.

He's a little convinced now that Chuck really used the criminal's secret threats to snag useful information, though not in the per capita Batman-like way he'd seen it in movies and TV...

Chuck said nothing more.

If it was his predecessor, he must have done that. He didn't even bother to move his fists, but directly opened the way with a big gun.

Otherwise, in the world of American dramas, the per capita Batman behavior that can get any news just by beating people up is too sloppy, and it doesn't treat gangsters as gangsters.

These people knew that the Batmans couldn't kill them, if they were still like this, how did they get out of it?

More likely, it is the per capita Outlaws of the Marsh behavior of "kill me if you have the ability" while being beaten.

As long as he can't be beaten to death, it is impossible to admit cowardice!

Chuck is not his predecessor. In order to better collect the yin and yang points and condense the water of life, he can only follow the road of law-abiding.

It is impossible for him to do this per capita Batman's illegal act in public by beating others to ask for information.

(End of this chapter)