Chapter 931 Password and Responsibility

Danny saw off Uncle Ed, the postal policeman, and followed Jack into the back seat of the Hellcat, only then did he curiously want to poke his cheek with his finger.

"How did you do this?"

"Just some simple disguises." Jack turned his head away and bared his teeth at him, revealing the prosthesis hidden under his cheek.

He just slightly changed his facial features by putting on a fake beard, which was able to fool ordinary facial recognition software, but his ability to deceive the human eye was average, especially when the other person was someone he knew.

Danny was not stupid either. Although he recognized Jack with his square cheeks and fake beard at a glance, he did not point it out. Instead, he spent a lot of money to use his father's collection and used the fastest way to trick Uncle Ed who was called to help away.

He knew very well that the case that could force Jack to disguise himself and hide his identity in New York must be a big one. After all, in the last case of the bombing of Central Park, this guy just deliberately avoided the media.

Jack introduced the two men to each other while driving. When Danny heard that it was a murder case involving a member of the Army Special Investigation Team, his eyes lit up.

Putting aside the delicate mentality of Ma Runneng, a retired fourth-class officer, when he was involved in a murder case related to the Army Military Police, when he heard about torture and helicopter dumping of bodies, his professional sense as a NYPD detective immediately made him excited.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Reacher had been silent, looking down at the pile of letters he had just taken out of the mailbox. Finally, he found a USB flash drive in an envelope. He finally smiled and looked at Jack.

"Did I ever tell you that you're smart?"

"Some things don't need to be said out loud, everyone knows it." Jack took the USB drive and took a look at it, his expression immediately became serious again.

"There's something wrong with this USB drive. It's been tampered with."

"What do you mean?" Lei Che took back the USB drive, turned on the small light above the passenger's head and observed it carefully. Sure enough, he found traces of re-gluing on the USB drive casing.

"Let's go back and talk about it. We have experts who can handle this." Jack turned the steering wheel and drove onto the highway towards Long Island.

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"You guessed correctly. The USB flash drive was indeed tampered with. The circuit board was modified. The purpose was probably to burn the storage chip when necessary."

Alice studied the disassembled USB drive under a desktop magnifying glass for a long time before she began to speak.

"When necessary, do you mean when you enter the wrong password?" Jack, now without his disguise, asked, leaning against the door.

At this time, beef dumplings were bubbling on the gas stove in the kitchen. In the restaurant, except for Reacher and Danny who had followed him by force, all the members of the wanted criminal team were also in the restaurant.

"It seems so. I can remove the memory chip and replace it with a new USB drive to prevent the chip from being burned. But if I want to read the information inside, it would be better to figure out the password. Forcible cracking may require the use of the bureau's supercomputer resources."

As soon as Alice stretched out her hand, Aubrey, who was standing next to her watching the fun, quickly handed her the soldering iron, looking extremely servile.

"Damn it, I hate guessing passwords." Reacher muttered in dissatisfaction as he sat on the sofa.

"You've already said this, but you're the one who knows Franz best here. You can try to analyze him now like you would a criminal."

After Jack finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen, turned down the heat, lifted the lid of the pot, added some cold water into it, and then covered the pot again.

Soon, when Jiejie and Hannah brought two large plates of dumplings to the table, everyone rushed over, holding the large bowls and started to eat into their own bowls. Jack left a large bowl for Reacher, which was enough for four or five people.

Aubrey looked at Reacher who was eating voraciously with some surprise, and couldn't believe that there was someone who could eat more than him.

"I thought you might need this." While everyone was eating, Jack cooked another pot, then went upstairs to get an empty photo frame and handed it to Reacher.

They did not leave Franz's office empty-handed; Reacher took the smashed photo frame with him.

"Thank you." Although Lei Che didn't show his emotions easily, he wasn't pretentious either. He put down the half-eaten dumplings and washed his hands. Then he carefully opened the damaged photo frame and reinstalled the photo.

"Done." On the other side, Alice had already inserted the USB flash drive with the replaced chip into her laptop, and a password input box popped up on the screen.

Everyone sat around Alice with their dumplings in their hands, and then turned their eyes to Reacher.

"Are you sure you can try the password as many times as you want?" Jack served himself a plate of dumplings, and then poured the rest into Reacher's big basin in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

Alice looked at the seven or eight large dumplings still steaming in the bowl left for herself and couldn't help but be amazed. She calmed herself down before answering.

"No problem. The original setting was that you could enter the number three times within two minutes. If you made a mistake or the time was up, the memory chip would be completely burned. Now I have bypassed this limitation."

Jack gestured to Reacher to invite him in. Reacher immediately looked bitter, as if the beef dumplings in his hand were no longer fragrant. It took him a long time to utter a word, "Pittsburgh, Franz's hometown."

wrong password.

"Buccaneers? Steelers?"

The former is Pittsburgh's famous Major League baseball team, and the latter is its football team, but unfortunately neither is correct.

"The Plimanti brothers? Uh, Plimanti." Reacher continued to guess.

"What is that?" Danny asked curiously.

Before Reacher could say anything, Aubrey answered immediately, "It's a famous fast food restaurant in Pittsburgh. They put French fries on the sandwiches. It's quite unique."

Unfortunately, it was still wrong, and Reacher pulled his hair in pain.

"What kind of person is Franz? What is his greatest characteristic?" Jubal also became interested.

"Smart and cautious?" Jiejie felt that the person who could hide a secret so deeply had only these two qualities.

"The 110 Special Investigation Team are all very smart and cautious." Reacher said with pride.

"It's loyalty." Jack suddenly said, "He is extremely loyal because of his love and admiration. He even taught his children the slogan of your group, so it should be specific to a certain person."

Reacher's eyes lit up, "You're right, Roberto Clemente, try both the first name and the last name."

Roberto Clemente was the most famous hitter of the Pittsburgh Pirates. He died in a plane crash in 1972 while on his way to Nicaragua for disaster relief.

Unfortunately, the password still prompts incorrect.

"Willis Tagle?" Jubal said of another famous Buccaneers star.

Alice was about to type, but was stopped by Jack, "I want to say Jack Reacher, try both the first and last name."

"That's impossible." Reacher shook his head again and again, "Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not kidding." Jack picked up the photo he had just put aside and pointed out Franz in it to everyone.

"Look at this young man. Who does he remind you of? He has the same hairstyle and the same unkempt beard. Although he is wearing a military uniform, look at the way he rolls up his trouser legs. Who do you think he is imitating?"

"." Before Reacher could say anything, Alice had already started typing quickly on the keyboard. The name was wrong, but after typing the word "Reacher", the folder was opened.

Everyone was silent for a while, and Jack patted Reacher on the shoulder. Some things don't need to be said explicitly, and the heavy responsibility contained therein is self-evident.