Chapter 1005: Disaster-ridden Los Angeles
"What are you talking about?" Danny couldn't believe his ears. "How is this possible? Comescu thought it was smallpox virus. He even tried to break the bottle to infect Karen."
"Someone must have changed the bottle." Jack didn't expect his hunch to be so effective. "It should be the missing doctor, the guy who did experiments for Comescu."
"I think so too. The CDC laboratory checked the monitoring of those laboratories. Although the other person did not show his face, Dr. Dusek felt that his voice was very familiar.
So based on her tips, I found some public medical lecture videos and found out his identity through voiceprint comparison. "
"Hey guys, I think we should go." Danny picked up Chenghao's cell phone and said as he walked away. Karen looked regretfully at the unfinished cold beer in her hand and put it back on the table.
"Kono, go on, who is that guy?" Cheng Hao put a few banknotes on the table. He didn't have time to say hello to the owner of the shrimp restaurant, a fat man weighing more than 300 kilograms, so he trotted after him.
"His name is Jarod Brodman. He used to be a respected epidemiologist. I just arrived at the base and am collecting his information. You'd better come back quickly."
After Kono finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and everyone here quickly got in the car and rushed to the "Five-O" headquarters.
Jack sat in Danny's Camaro, and Cheng Hao drove his F150 with two NCIS. As soon as the car started, Cheng Hao dialed the in-car communication.
"Comescu accidentally obtained the smallpox virus from Pennsylvania, but he and his staff apparently did not have the ability to replicate and verify the viruses, so they turned to Broadman.
But why did Brodman betray his boss and sneak away with the virus? "
"Perhaps he was not satisfied with the reward that Comescu gave him and found a buyer himself?" Danny guessed.
At this time, Kono contacted everyone again, "Guys, you don't have to come back. TSA (Federal Transportation Security Administration) has just responded to the notification. Broadman has scheduled a flight to Los Angeles that will take off in fifteen minutes."
Danny turned on the lights and sirens, turned the steering wheel, and said, "Notify TSA to stop the plane from taking off, but don't disturb the waiting passengers until we arrive."
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20 minutes later, everyone hurried to Honolulu Airport and was greeted by a TSA police officer in blue uniform.
"We have delayed the flight in the name of maintenance. All passengers should be waiting at the boarding gate. We have confirmed from the system that the Brodman you are looking for checked in several hours ago, but he has not been found yet. Himself."
The group of people walked into the waiting room as they talked. Jack looked at the photo sent by Kono on his phone. It showed a middle-eastern man in his forties with slightly darker skin, black hair and blue eyes.
His eyes scanned the seats near the boarding gate, and his heart sank slightly, but he didn't find any similar faces.
"I didn't see him." Karen's eyesight was also good, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to clearly see Jack waving at him from more than 300 meters away.
"Then let him come to us." Danny motioned for everyone to wait aside, confidently walked to the service desk, and winked at an Asian beauty at the service desk, "Sorry, I'm interrupting your work."
He glanced at the other person's name tag and said, "Arcee, right? I need you to call a passenger for me in the name of providing him with a free upgrade service."
The airport staff member glanced at the police badge on his waist in surprise, then looked at the TSA officer not far away who nodded slightly towards him, and nodded hesitantly, "Uh, okay."
"His name is Jarod Brodman, thank you." After Danny said this, he turned to wink at the others, motioning for them to spread out and not appear too conspicuous.
As the Asian beauty picked up the microphone, the announcement in the waiting room sounded, "Passengers at the boarding gate, please note that Jarod Brodman please go to the service desk to complete the seat upgrade procedures."
The notice was repeated twice, and a young white man who looked to be in his early 20s got up from his seat and walked to the service desk.
"That's not Jarod Brodman." Danny turned around and said, and everyone saw anxiety and uneasiness in each other's eyes.
The young man seemed quite happy. He walked to the service desk with his boarding pass and introduced himself, "Hello, I am Jarod Brodman."
"No, you're not." Jack and Danny moved the shelves to the side, and five pairs of eyes stared at him.
"You're not Brodman, who exactly are you?"
Although Hanna's figure is not as intimidating as the big guy Reacher, it is still very oppressive to ordinary people. The young man was speechless for a while.
"Why, are you planning to make up another identity?"
Karen glared, making the guy even more nervous, "No, I. I just..."
Jack impatiently took out his wallet from his back pocket and opened it, "Benjamin Gallagher, you've got yourself into a big trouble, did you know that?"
"Please, I knew this was a bad idea. Damn it, why did I..." The young man looked annoyed.
Danny looked sarcastic, "No, no, no, Benjamin, the idea of traveling under someone else's identity is a great idea."
Hanna was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Where is Broadman himself?"
"I don't know." The young man named Benjamin looked increasingly nervous as several people took turns asking questions.
"You don't know? You took his ticket, and you want to tell us that you don't know him?" Karen clenched her fist.
Benjamin was frightened and spoke fluently.
"I swear I really don't know that guy. He took the initiative to find me in the waiting room and asked me to exchange flights with him. He said it very touchingly, saying that his girlfriend took the previous flight, but she didn't dare to fly alone."
"What a kind person, you mean he has a female companion with him." Jack found the key point.
"Yes, yes, and he also gave me $500. The plane was about to take off, so I thought it was a favor and I could make $500 by the way. Why not? So is the consequence serious?"
Everyone was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, and turned to look at the timetable on the side, "Which flight did he take?"
"792."
"Hanalei Airlines Flight 792." Jack glanced at the timetable and secretly calculated the time. At that time, his heart was half cold.
The flight time from Hawaii to Los Angeles is usually about 5 to 6 hours. Judging from the time, the plane should be landing soon.
At the same time, Hannah had taken out his cell phone and called the Los Angeles headquarters, "Eric, inform Heidi to send someone to Los Angeles International Airport immediately, Hanalei Airlines Flight 792, the passenger is alias Benjamin Gallagher."
Jack was also on the phone. Although Los Angeles International Airport was not under the jurisdiction of the Wilshire Police Department, Los Angeles was his home base after all. He had direct contact information for both the FBI and the LAPD.
The two put down their phones almost at the same time, and their faces were equally ugly.
"What's wrong?" Danny asked hurriedly.
"We are in big trouble." Hannah's dark face was even darker at this time, "The plane landed 5 minutes ago."
The information Jack got was more detailed, "A female dead person was found in the bathroom on the plane. I have notified the LAPD to immediately dispatch the emergency response team. I hope everything is still in time."
