The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 88 Uphill Search

"So you came to LA this time to stop it?" Jack suddenly wondered.

"Yes, but it didn't work. The bureaucrats at the local prosecutor's office wanted to do something too much."

Rossi no longer concealed her emotions in front of Jack, and her face became more worried.

"She's going to do something, Del Monte is clearly overconfident."

Jack nodded in agreement, "It's a pity that we can only passively wait for the other party to make the first move."

"If you were given a chance to preemptively strike, what would you do?" Rossi asked the question with great interest, and his tone was a little more or less contrived.

Of course it is to kill her directly, of course this can’t be said, if it’s not really mobilizing people this time, it’s inconvenient to start, Jack really wants to use off-the-board tricks to kill this woman directly, the accountant contacted him yesterday, and now he has pulled his A trailer, with Justin on the way to LA.

Pretending to think for a while, Jack acted like a good student answering the teacher's question.

"Search her cell directly, and investigate all her external contacts in the past six months. She, a death row prisoner, can't do much in prison. If she wants to make trouble, she must have someone to cooperate with her outside. A woman like Rosalind, admirers are absolutely Quite a few."

Worshiping serial killers is also a major feature of Europe and the United States. Almost every well-known serial killer has admirers or imitators. Jack didn’t understand this phenomenon before, but he did understand it after traveling. This seems to have a strong relationship with culture and religion. association.

Rossi smiled, as if some heroes agreed: "I have arranged for FBI agents to search her cell."

The surprise expression on Jack's face was timely, half out of sincerity, and half out of flattery for his future boss. He is also a person who has been in the workplace for 20 years, and he still knows a little bit of basic routines.

"Although it's very possible to get nothing, Rosalind is not so easy to deal with. Tell me about your other ideas."

Jack's brain began to run rapidly, and his memory of the original plot was limited to Lucy being kidnapped, but now the world is too stitched together, even David Rossi, the protagonist of "Criminal Minds", has a linkage, who knows the plot will In what direction.

But one thing is certain, that crazy old woman is definitely going to cause trouble.

"Is there a possibility that Rosalind has already planned for the Wilshire Police Department in advance."

Rossi was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that Jack's thoughts were somewhat unexpected, and asked with great interest: "Tell me why you think so."

Jack followed the car in front unhurriedly, and plausibly began to fool around: "We all know that no matter how much Rosalind struggles, her goal is unique and clear."

"Get free and keep killing," Rossi agreed.

"Obviously, escaping from prison is not her first choice. She has been locked up as a death row inmate for four years. If there is a way to escape from prison, she will not wait until now."

"So she has only two options, take advantage of this opportunity to get out of prison, and have her accomplice rescue her, or reverse the previous case, such as adding some doubts, delaying the execution of the death penalty, and then looking for other opportunities. "

"Are you taking her role?" Rossi didn't hide the admiration in her eyes.

Jack secretly rejoiced, the next words were his real purpose.

"Given the current LAPD's vigilance, the possibility of armed rescue is almost zero. She is just a serial killer, not the leader of a large criminal group. Her admirers obviously do not have the ability to rescue her from SWAT."

"So something will definitely go wrong in the process of finding the victim's body this time, and she will take the initiative further."

At this time, Rossi's mobile phone vibrated, and he looked at it while feeling emotional: "Modern technology is really developing rapidly. Back then, we needed to wait for faxes in the office. Now as long as there is a network signal, we can view evidence anywhere."

As he spoke, he displayed a photo in the middle of the screen, which was a corner of a small cell.

"Tell me what you saw."

Jack glanced at it, and there was a piece of chocolate wrapping paper in the middle of the photo.

"The way Rosalind communicates with the outside world is that she is a death row inmate. Although she can communicate with the outside world, all communication records will be strictly scrutinized. However, the black market in the prison cannot be banned. There are indeed people outside who are passing information to her in this way."

Rossi smiled happily: "You are smarter than I imagined, so let's make her feel that she has taken the initiative, and then it's her turn to settle."

Jack strikes while the iron is hot, offering his suggestion: "I think maybe we can do some preventive work first."

The long convoy of more than ten police cars was followed by a group of media reporters' reporting vehicles. The speed was not fast. It took a full 45 minutes to arrive at the destination - the mountains on the south side of Griffith Park along the winding mountain road. .

The park police had already blocked the road ahead of time, except for the news report vehicle in which Taylor Kelly was riding, all other media reporters were stopped outside the blockade.

Stopping in a forest clearing, Jack got out of the car and took out a backpack filled with mineral water from the trunk and put it on his back, and checked his Glock and spare gun again.

Tyler Kelly put on a pair of sneakers early and followed Jack closely after getting out of the car.

"Do you think she will use this to escape?"

Jack put the gun back into the holster, pointed to the police helicopter in the sky and dozens of LAPD officers around, "Unless she wants to commit suicide, I guarantee she won't escape within ten steps."

As he spoke, he looked back at Rossi who was leaning against the police car: "Sir, aren't you going up the mountain?"

Rossi smiled and pointed to the Italian handmade leather shoes on his feet, "Next is the job for you young people."

The corner of Jack's mouth twitched, and he followed the people who got off the armored vehicle speechlessly.

Hong Duo commanded his team to disperse, and they will be responsible for the outermost security.

A group of police officers from the Wilshire Police Department gathered together. Under the leadership of Superintendent Gray, they formed the core defense circle. Among them, only Tim carried an AR15 on his back, just in case.

Jack grabbed a pair of Taylor Kelly who was eager to get closer: "Hey, don't try to talk to Rosalind, or you will have to go back to the car."

Taylor Kelly pouted, turned around and motioned for the cameraman carrying the big camera to follow.

But soon she became happy again like a little girl: "The sun is shining today, and it's a good day for climbing."

Jack looked up at the mist that was gradually dissipating in the mountains, and was a little speechless. The highest altitude of Mount Wilson is 1700 meters. They are now halfway up the mountain and will soon enter the woodland. After walking for an hour, I don’t know if this chick can still be like Just as happy now.

At least the cameraman next to her won't be too happy, the big guy he's carrying seems to weigh almost 20 catties.

(End of this chapter)