Chapter 201 The coveted twins (4)

“Have the housekeeping staff and the list of litigants Evan recently dealt with been checked?”

Rossi said, taking the laptop from Red and checking the call history and the series of question marks on the notes.

"The local FBI office has sent a detailed report, but given the kidnapper's knowledge of the Davenport family, we should investigate further."

Rhett took another computer and started busy.

"Tell me what you think." Rosie gestured for JJ to follow Cheryl, who ran into her room because she didn't want to cry in front of everyone, and asked Jack for his opinion.

Jack quickly organized his thoughts in his brain and spoke slowly.

"Trish seemed a little delirious on the phone, probably drugged. She said she saw the moon. I suspect it was a light, probably a simple bare bulb like the one in the basement or garage."

"What worries me is that Trish can see things, which means she is not blindfolded, and the criminal is next to her. If she sees the other person's face, once he gets the money, he is likely to be arrested."

Seeing Evan Davenport walk out of his daughter's room, he immediately shut up. This was not the time to irritate the victim's family.

Rossi also quickly changed the topic, analyzed the call record just now, and combined it with the notes made by Rhett.

"When the kidnapper made his demands, it was as if they were written in advance and lacked due emotion and pauses."

The word 'great reading' flashed in Jack's mind, but he couldn't find the right word to describe it.

"But when I was talking to Cheryl, his tone made me feel really uncomfortable."

At this point, he almost got stuck again. How do you describe greasy in English? No one can understand OIL.

Fortunately, others had similar feelings, and Rhett nodded in agreement, "This is why I think the kidnapper and the Davenport sisters knew each other."

At this time, Cheryl, who had finished releasing her emotions, walked out of the room accompanied by JJ, and forced a smile to everyone.

"I'm ready."

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the phone rang again.

"Cheryl did everything by herself. Cheryl bagged the money. Cheryl delivered the money. If she had a tracker on her or used a body double, Trish would be dead."

"Cheryl is not allowed to drive her own car and is not allowed to be escorted, followed, or monitored from the air. All such surveillance will not be tolerated."

"When Cheryl is driving, I will give orders through my mobile phone. The money must be delivered on time at 3 o'clock in the morning, otherwise, Trish will die!"

As the other party hung up the phone, everyone present fell into silence. After a long time, Rossi spoke to Evan Davenport.

"How long will it take you to raise 1 million?"

Evan Davenport's eyes were dull, and it took him a while to react.

"I've asked my accountant to prepare it before, and I can put it all together in the evening."

Even though the title of administrative assistant to the federal prosecutor's office includes the word "assistant", non-appointed administrative assistants like Evan Davenport are members of the formal civil service system in the United States.

His position is protected by the civil service system and he will not be removed from office when the elected prosecutor loses the election, thus ensuring the stability of the prosecutorial office and the continuity of work.

In other words, the entire prosecutorial agency in the United States is supported by more than 3,000 administrative bureaucrats like him.

The assistants appointed by prosecutors who are elected for a term of only two or three years are all politicians who fool the voters and basically do nothing practical.

So 1 million in cash is a bit of a stretch for the Davenport family, but they can still get it together if they think of a way.

This is also the reason why a seemingly ordinary kidnapping case can cause a BAU action team that is still being formed and not even fully staffed to be dispatched urgently.

"Jack and JJ, get ready, we can't let Cheryl go alone." Rosie ordered.

"But the other party said that if he saw other people..." Evan Davenport was a little worried.

Seeing that he was losing his mind with anxiety, Rosie reminded, "Cheryl is also your daughter."

Jack also consoled him, "Don't worry, we will use an ordinary car to track you, the one with dark glass, so you won't be discovered."

Evan sighed dejectedly, still nervous, "Please be careful. If you are discovered, Trish will die. If my daughter dies, I will."

Cheryl stepped forward and hugged her father, comforting her softly, "It's okay, Daddy, I believe them. Besides, we have no choice."

Leaving Davenport and his daughter in the house, Rossi glanced at everyone in the BAU, and the three of them followed him out of the house and into the backyard.

"This is not right, everything is very wrong. I strongly suspect that the kidnappers are not here for money." Rossi said firmly.

"Tell me, Jack, if you were a kidnapper, what would you ask for?"

Jack desperately recalled the relevant plots in various criminal investigation and crime dramas, combined with the knowledge he learned at the FBI Academy.

"The police are not allowed, the cash must be old banknotes with no serial numbers, and no trackers or dyeing devices are allowed in the wallet."

Rhett suddenly realized, "But the kidnapper didn't mention any of this. He kept emphasizing Cheryl's name in the second call to arrange the ransom. What he really wanted was Cheryl."

"Then we can't let Cheryl go, she will be in danger." JJ said anxiously.

"No, now he takes the initiative and holds the biggest bargaining chip. The transaction continues as usual. We cannot ignore Trish's safety." Rossi said and looked at Jack seriously.

"If there is only one kidnapper, are you sure you can guarantee Cheryl's absolute safety?"

Jack's tone was relaxed and confident, "If he wants to kidnap Cheryl as well, give me an AR-15. Let alone one person, I can shoot them all within three seconds if they come to four or five."

"No." Rossi raised his hand and made a negative gesture.

"We have to stay alive. We can't take this risk until we find Trish's whereabouts. You just need to ensure Cheryl's safety."

Jack shrugged, "Sure, I can scare him away, but then what? We still don't have Trish's whereabouts."

Rossi smiled mysteriously, "When he finishes, it will be our turn."

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At 2 a.m., Cheryl got into a yellow Beetle with a large bag of cash and drove towards the location designated by the kidnappers.

Jack was driving a black Mercedes-Benz, and JJ was sitting in the passenger seat. They kept a distance of more than 100 meters from Cheryl's car.

Nowadays, cars all come with built-in GPS positioning, and Cheryl's cell phone is also kept in monitoring mode. With Rhett reporting the situation on the communicator at any time, they only need to stay far behind.

Changing the plot was exhausting, and we had to try our best to avoid logically faulty areas.

The first case in BUA did not change much. If there is a more perfect plot in the future, I will not make major changes. The logic of many cases in the original drama itself is perfect and very exciting. Of course, it is too tragic. No matter the shortcomings or regrets, I will still let Jack come to the rescue in time.