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

As expected, this case has nothing to do with what happened during the day. A girl named Michiko used to be Deborah Gale's personal assistant.

According to her, she was fired because she refused to go to bed with the other person. However, the woman was a pervert. After learning that Michiko had found her current job in this Japanese food store, she frequented this store.

As Chef Katsui said before, Deborah Gale would ask for Michiko's service by name every time she visited, making the latter unbearable.

As everyone knows, it is not only the so-called "rare" ingredients that support the outrageous prices of this "specialty" store, but the special service of the beauty table is the "core competitiveness".

It sounds like you can earn valuable wages and tips just by abandoning your sense of shame, taking off your clothes, lying quietly on the table, and serving as a dinner plate.

But no matter how much the island country uses its own culture to package it, this so-called art, which has been based on astringency from the beginning, is far from as beautiful as it promotes.

Although it is not ruled out that some people do come to have a decent meal for the purpose of admiration or curiosity, there are also many LSPs, and it can even be said that they account for the vast majority.

During the meal, all kinds of unruly behavior and dirty words are inevitable. After all, being rich does not mean being high-quality, let alone the rich people who like this style, no matter how high-quality they are. .

It stands to reason that since Michiko can abandon her dignity and shame to engage in this kind of industry, she shouldn't care about this. Compared with those "manual workers" who have to solicit customers on the street, this job is high-paying and labor-saving.

However, Michiko is a straight woman. She can tolerate a wretched and greasy uncle, but she cannot stand a pervert like Deborah Gale touching her, touching her, or even using her mouth. After two months of forbearing, she finally Moved to murder.

"So, she risked her life and poisoned herself?" Hannah belatedly watched Stella put on gloves and check Michiko's fingers and toes.

"Well, you're a very smart girl. This profession doesn't allow you to use any perfume or cosmetics, and you're not even allowed to use scented shower gel when bathing, so the materials they use to dye their nails are all natural, such as impatiens juice. such as.

I guess TTX was mixed in, and Deborah Gale, who likes to talk, unknowingly ingested a deadly toxin. It can be seen that she really hates this woman.

Although TTX can be used to blame the other person's death on accidentally eating poisonous puffer fish, TTX is very toxic and can easily lead to death if the skin is slightly damaged. "

Jack's words reminded everyone of the image of an old woman biting Michiko's feet like a pervert, and they all shuddered.

"This is probably the fastest case from inception to solution in my career, and most of the evidence has just been delivered to the lab."

Mike Taylor put handcuffs on Michiko and took her out of the Japanese restaurant while smiling and talking to Jack.

Jack was holding a heavy Japanese lacquerware food box in his hand and said modest words, such as it was just a coincidence that he happened to be studying the culture of the island country recently.

Behind everyone is Chef Katsui, who is bowing deeply. If anyone could see his expression at this time, he would see the look of relief on his face, as if he was sending away a god of plague.

"For subsequent interrogations, the NYPD is also requested to communicate with the FBI in a timely manner. Although Michiko said that she purchased TTX from the dark web, relevant clues need to be followed up, which may be helpful to our ongoing case."

Before leaving, Jack warned her again. Although Michiko claimed that she had purchased 50 mg of TTX reagent at a low price of $1,000 on the dark web, the timing was too coincidental and the seller might be related to the terrorists.

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Returning to the apartment with Hannah, Jack placed the lacquer food box in his hand, which was so exquisite that it could be called a work of art, on the table, making a dull sound.

The little sweet girl, who had just filled her stomach with snacks, yawned and turned around to change into her pajamas, but Jack grabbed her arm and turned around and fell into his arms.

"Don't you want to see what we got tonight?"

"But I was full just now." Hannah had already been whetted by Jack's craftsmanship. Those wagashi were just a novelty, and they were still somewhat different from the desserts he usually made.

"That's not the harvest I'm talking about." Jack said, taking out the food boxes layer by layer. When he took out the bottom box, a golden light came into his eyes. It was quite a handiwork. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. .

"Wow, why would they?" Even the little rich girl Hannah was dazzled by the golden light for a moment. The bottom of the food box was actually covered with a neat layer of small gold bars.

"It's hush money. Obviously they don't want their secrets to be exposed."

Jack noticed something was wrong the moment he took the food box from Chef Katsui, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so generous. These gold bars were worth at least 200,000 US dollars, which was just the sealing fee. What exactly is this industry? How profitable?

However, he didn’t dwell too much on it and regarded it as a windfall. The money was collected with peace of mind. A piece of sashimi cost 500 US dollars. It is not an exaggeration to say that this store is making a lot of money every day. This hush money and his FBI status has nothing to do with it.

That night Jack suffered an extremely "cruel" "torture", and the curious Hannah was very interested in why he knew so much about the inside story of this special industry. Fortunately, someone was determined, withstood the test, and turned against the customer. , the girl "counterattacked" and begged for mercy.

Early the next morning, the two arrived at the combat center early. Jubal got some interesting information from the CIA. Soon they rushed to Mount Sinai Hospital non-stop, and finally stopped at a lake not far from the hospital. By the way, he found the heartbroken Ms. Sabatak.

"My daughter just passed away, and now you, the FBI, are accusing her of being a terrorist?" The grieving mother had tears in her eyes.

At this time, Jack usually chooses to shut up and let Hannah, who is also a woman, communicate, and the communication will be more efficient.

"I'm sorry Ms. Sabatak, but our evidence is overwhelming and, of course, your daughter is also a victim in some way."

After appeasing the other party's emotions a little, and seeing that she finally stopped crying, Hannah talked about their purpose.

"You mentioned before that besides adolescence, Caroline's rebelliousness was also related to your husband's leaving without saying goodbye. He is a Chechen bastard, right?"

Ms. Zapatak looked like she had known you would ask this question for a long time, and turned her head to show extreme resistance.

"I know this can easily be misunderstood, but please believe that we are just trying to figure out the ins and outs. You don't want Caroline to still be criticized after her death, right?"

Jack opened his eyes and started telling lies.

"Yes, although Mohammed does have many problems with his character, he is not radical in this regard." Ms. Sabatak defended weakly.

Of course, TNT was mild in nature before it exploded. Jack, who was very aware of certain Schrödinger theories, murmured in his heart.