Chapter 1180 The murderer calls (Part )

"I'm a federal agent. What else can I do besides investigating cases?" Jack asked puzzled.

"Don't play dumb, Jack, you are here to calm this down, do whatever they tell you to do, find me, cover this up, and make me disappear just as they want!"

The woman gritted her teeth, as if she would pull the trigger in the next second.

However, unexpectedly, what responded to her was Jack's chuckle, "I know that you may not trust anyone because you have been betrayed too many times, but have you ever thought about why someone would specifically call me from New York to investigate this case?

I know you're a smart girl, but not someone who's well versed in criminal science. Isn't there someone better than me in Dallas who can do this? I don't think it would take anyone more time to find you than it would take me.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Jack continued, "When you killed someone for the first time, did you feel particularly satisfied? But now do you hardly feel that satisfaction anymore?

Not only that, are the bad guys who can become your targets becoming harder and harder to find? For example, have you talked to the unlucky guy who is being pointed at by you with a gun now?"

The other party hesitated for a while, then hesitantly asked, "How do you know?"

But she immediately admitted, "Yes, we talked, and he said his wife died of cancer a year ago. When we first met, he even acted clumsy and really didn't seem like that kind of person."

"Tranter Raab is a good man who is loyal to his family. You have picked the wrong target this time. Don't be surprised why I know this, because you are using his phone now."

Jack began to talk nonsense, but in fact he knew nothing about this Trent Raab.

"Although I don't know your identity yet, I know you used to be a good girl. But your experiences are not a reason to kill innocent people. At least the man you are pointing a gun at is innocent."

Listening to the sobbing coming from the other end of the phone getting louder and louder, Jack continued, "I have my reasons for not leaking the case to the media, but it's definitely not what you think. Believe me, no one in this world can buy me off with money or anything else.

How about we make a deal, let that unlucky guy go, give me three days, and then you will see what you want happen, what do you think? "

There was a long silence in response to Jack's words, but fortunately there was no gunshot.

Time passed by little by little, and Jubal, Clay and Aubrey had disappeared in the apartment without anyone knowing, leaving only Jiejie and Hannah with Jack.

After a sigh, the woman stopped sobbing and said through gritted teeth, "Why should I believe you, Agent Tawole?"

"You don't have to believe me, but it turns out you're not very good at judging men, am I right, pretty elevator lady?

To be honest, I now regret not accepting your invitation. Perhaps we should have had a more suitable opportunity to sit down and have a good chat and get to know each other better. "

This time the silence was much shorter, and the woman let out a slightly mocking chuckle before stating her terms.

"One day, you only have one day, by this time tomorrow, if I don't see what I want to see in the media, I swear you're going to regret it, Jack!"

It wasn't until the phone was hung up that Jack let out a long sigh of relief. He felt weak all over and wanted to collapse to the ground.

This kind of communication that could literally be life-threatening was too nerve-wracking. Although Jack and Trent Labs were strangers to each other, if he had said a wrong word just now, the other person would have most likely been killed.

Although everyone later unanimously chose not to investigate the case publicly, the decision was made by Jack. His purpose was actually just to pretend to cater to those lawyers in order to obtain more information about the murderer.

But he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong. They would just pick an innocent person and execute him "for show". This was really beyond his expectations.

"Well done, honey." Hannah hugged Jack, gave him a kiss and pushed him out the door.

"Hurry up, Alice has located her, at 1818 Collins Street."

Although he had expected this, when Jack drove Hannah and Jiejie to the location provided by Alice, he was still relieved to see Clay and Aubrey, one on each side, supporting a fat, middle-aged man walking out of the underground parking lot.

The Texas tycoon named Trent Rabb still had marks of tape on his face, and his snot and tears were not wiped clean. His feet were staggering, and he was obviously scared.

Jack looked at this guy with some confusion, "Mr. Tranter Rab, haven't you heard some rumors recently?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a sad face. "My lawyer did warn me, but I thought it was just an urban legend. I had been trying to date that girl Helena for a long time before she was willing to meet me. I never thought that..."

Who can blame Europeans for not having proverbs like "lust is like a sword hanging over your head"? Jack sighed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jubal opened the car door and gestured for an invitation. "Mr. Trent Rab, please come with us to the police station. We need you to describe the suspect's appearance to the portrait artist."

"No need, I know what the suspect looks like."

Jack's words made everyone look sideways. Although everyone had heard something from the phone call between the murderer and him just now, they did not expect that he actually knew the other party.

"I've seen her before. I bumped into her in the elevator of the hotel where the crime occurred the night I arrived in Dallas. She looked like a rich girl working for a Fortune 500 company, and I didn't think much of it."

"After all, no one would suspect that a beautiful woman who takes the initiative to talk to you would be a suspect, am I right, Jack?" Jie Jie clamped her throat and imitated the way the suspect spoke on the phone just now, and teased in a delicate voice.

Pretending not to smell the strong jealousy, Jack made a serious analysis, "When Attorney General Jackson was standing at the elevator entrance and mentioned the name of the previous victim to me, the elevator door just opened.

Then he called me by my full name when he said goodbye, which made the other party aware of my identity. "

"So do you really regret not going for a drink with her at that time?" Hannah also came up and asked sourly.

"Then maybe I'm lying on the dissection table right now, and I can only rely on you to help me catch the murderer." Jack pretended to be scared.