The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

Jubal counted out a stack of US dollars with a face value of 20 yuan, and suddenly hesitated. His hand that handed out the money reached halfway and then retracted it.

"Well, a little question, if I choose this one that costs 900 yuan, but I don't use it for so long, can I get a refund in the end? Or a discount or something?"

"Pfft" Hannah, who was monitoring, laughed out loud, but couldn't help but glance at Jack.

Jack had a look of helplessness on his face, thinking to himself, when was it not you who cried in the end? Are you doubting my ability after 20 years? As long as the father of the system is here, he will still make you cry 40 years later!

In the end, Jubal finally pulled out a few cards from the pile of money and handed over the remaining 500 yuan, perfectly portraying the image of a greasy middle-aged man.

"Uh, okay, that's it, wait a moment, there is no mini bar in the room, but I have prepared a bottle of champagne."

As he spoke, he hurriedly dug into his pockets, and then walked to the bathroom. He secretly prepared small blue pills to help but was embarrassed to be seen, which made the three girls look at each other and smile.

"Is this the professionalism of an old FBI?" Jack held his chin thoughtfully, looking like he was learning with an open mind.

"It's time to act!" Hannah gave him a vicious blow. The short-haired girl had already finished sending messages to the thugs on her cell phone. If Jubal didn't act, he might have to fake it.

"Tsk" Of course Jack knew that the time had come. The black Mercedes-Benz had stalled. He just said that to be funny.

The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, avoided the range of the rearview mirror and surrounded each other from both sides. From Jack's angle, he could clearly see a thin man sitting in the driver's seat. He just put down the mobile phone in his hand and seemed to be about to close his eyes. Take a nap.

"Bang! Bang." Jack stepped forward quickly and smashed the glass window of the passenger seat with the butt of his gun, startling the other party. Hannah on the other side stepped forward at the same time, pointing the muzzle of the Glock in her hand at his head.

"FBI! Don't move!"

The man in the driver's seat subconsciously wanted to reach out for the pistol placed on the armrest box, but unexpectedly Jack had already leaned in from the passenger seat, grabbed his arm like a chicken, and pulled him out of the car with brute force alone. He was forcibly dragged out of the passenger window.

This guy should be the one named Spider. He is thin and has long arms and legs. Just like the wild boar before, their looks and nicknames are quite consistent.

Spider's strength does not seem to be in combat ability. Jack said before that the wild boar cried when Hannah beat him was just some kind of rhetoric, but this one actually cried in pain after he "accidentally" pulled off an arm.

The three girls were taken out of the motel by Hannah and stood at the edge of the parking lot, watching this scene with complicated expressions.

The man in front of them, crying bitterly, was the same terrible demon who had insulted them just a few minutes ago and used various abuses and beatings to force them to accept guests.

"Yes, the operation went well. He gave his address and is still on Long Island. OK, see you later." Jubal hung up the phone and looked at Jack and Hannah.

"The SWAT team has been deployed. You have changed your equipment and acted with them. The rest is up to you. Pay attention to safety."

Jack gave him an OK gesture, then asked the NYPD police officers who arrived later to take care of the three girls, returned to the Dodge Hellcat, and opened the trunk.

Although he was working with the SWAT team, he still prepared ceramic plug-ins for Hannah and himself. After all, safety came first.

Stepan Teshaco and three of his men were holed up in a beach house in Southampton, Long Island.

The SWAT team stayed in ambush all night until it was dark and confirmed that all the thugs had returned with the girl before preparing to launch a raid.

"Two adult males are located on the first floor, both armed," a sniper reported.

This is a three-story villa with a very empty surrounding. Cameras and power grids are installed on the fence. SWAT snipers can only wear ghillie suits and observe with the help of a big tree in the distance.

"They have at least four armed men, and the others may be upstairs or in the basement. You must act quickly to prevent those girls from being taken hostage." Hannah told the SWAT team commander worriedly.

The commander made an OK gesture to her and began to issue orders, "Elfa team goes to the position and prepare for sniping."

"Three two. One fire!"

With two soft popping sounds, the glass window on the first floor shattered. A team of SWAT ducked into the front door in a tactical posture. At the same time, another team destroyed the power grid from the side, climbed over the wall, and went around. Towards the back door of the villa.

There was a commotion on the second floor of the villa. Apparently the people upstairs heard the sound of glass breaking, and someone asked something loudly in Ukrainian.

"Every team, follow up, Move! Move! Move!" the commander roared, urging his team members.

Jack took out the FK7.5 with the Osprey silencer screwed on, and followed Hannah at the end of the team.

"Bang!" A SWAT team member used a breaking hammer to directly smash open the door of the villa. The others, in groups of three, filed in and searched each room one by one with a clear division of labor.

"Poof!" There was a gunshot from upstairs, and then a report came from the headset, "The upstairs has been cleared! It's safe! Four civilians were found."

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Shh." Jack raised a finger to Hannah. In the cloakroom at the entrance, there was a small door made into a closet under the stairs. If his judgment was correct, this was most likely the entrance to the basement.

The two of them stood on both sides of the closet, waiting quietly. A rustling sound came from the closet, and then the small door was carefully pushed open a small crack.

Jack winked at Hannah, yanked open the small door, and stepped aside. Hannah followed up with a tacit understanding, and kicked the person in the face who wanted to observe the situation outside.

The man squatting in the cramped space was unable to escape. He received a solid kick on the face and screamed. Hannah kept moving her hands and saw that he was still holding on to the gun in his hand and would not let go. The Glock with the silencer opened fire directly.

"Puff!" Two gunshots rang out, and the man inside rolled down the narrow stairs, followed by a series of exclamations from the girls below.

Taking advantage of her relatively petite body, Hannah bent down and got into the closet. Jack had no choice but to follow behind her. Fortunately, this guy should be the last one, and there should be no danger.

The place below was more of a storage room than a basement. In a space of more than ten square meters, more than twenty disheveled girls were squeezed in like sardine cans.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the girls looked at the two men in horror. They tried their best to shrink back and avoid the guy who rolled down the stairs. For a moment, they didn't understand what happened.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, the mission was completed perfectly, and finally no innocent people were harmed.

"FBI! Теперьтывбезопасности! (You are safe)" he said in somewhat broken Ukrainian, then bent down and picked up the guy who had been shot twice from the ground, and shined a flashlight on his face.

What a coincidence, isn't it? This is the beast Hailey nicknamed Snake, whose real name is Stepan Teshaco.

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Jack was a little unsure whether the power of the .40 Smith-Wesson pistol bullet was too impressive, or whether the surgeons at Columbia and Cornell Presbyterian Hospital in New York were too skilled. Stepan Tessa, who was shot twice in the chest, Ke miraculously survived.

But God was still open-minded. One of the bullets penetrated his chest and embedded itself in his spine, causing him to be completely paralyzed from the shoulders down. If nothing goes wrong, this villain will be confined to a hospital bed for the rest of his life. Spent.

The FBI and NYPD subsequently searched his home and found some disgusting collections in his home, including hair, photos of 19 victim girls, and parts of the skin that had been taxidermied and branded with the crown.

Jack doesn't think this guy will live out the rest of his life in peace, because the media has begun to dig up stories about this deviant serial killer.

His boss, Jacob Rocha, also suffered heavy losses. Although the FBI cannot extradite this guy in a short time, it can still seize fixed assets and freeze bank accounts.

It is conceivable that when the case is disclosed or goes to court, Jacob Rosa will definitely not be able to let him go after knowing that his property was ruined all because of this perverted subordinate.

After successfully rescuing the abducted girls, Hannah immediately found Haley's sister Brooke among them and reunited the two sisters in the hospital.

Although it will take a long time for the sisters and the girls to heal, whether it is physical or psychological trauma, Dana Moger included them in the WPP, that is, federal witnesses, on the grounds that the mastermind was not brought to justice. Conservation Plan.

Although it is only the lowest level of WPP, it is enough to help these poor girls remain anonymous and start their new lives again.