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Chapter 1195 Kidnapping

After the woman sat down, she looked at the two FBI agents, a kind of infatuated expression on her face, her eyes a little straight.

It goes without saying that Jack is handsome, and Clay, who is traveling with him, is also a rare handsome man.

During his time as a Navy SEAL, he always maintained a wild style, with a beard that he might not groom once a month blocking his handsome face.

After joining the FBI, not only did the bureau require field agents to maintain their appearance when going out, but Clay's wife Stella also paid great attention to dressing her man.

After all, when Clay was in the army, the two of them could only spend two or three months together a year. After he became an FBI agent, although he had to go out frequently to handle cases, they were no longer apart from each other.

So taking care of her husband and children has become the main theme of Stella's life now. In addition, the couple's finances are becoming more and more comfortable. Although Clay's outfit cannot be said to be in line with the trend, it is indeed much more refined than that of Jubal, the old bachelor.

Jack didn't look at the woman who was smiling with lustful eyes. He said to Larry Griffin with a stern face, "We know you won the lawsuit, but this also means that a lot of people will be very unhappy. What do you think?"

"Then they should go to the jury or the judge of the Birmingham court for trouble." Larry Griffin waved his hand, his tone slightly frivolous.

Jack didn't know whether this was his natural character or he had been rich for a long time and gradually became arrogant.

Although this guy deserved to die, considering that innocent people might be involved, he still reminded them in a businesslike manner, "The Hammond brothers have already killed three people, and we don't think they will stop here.

The FBI has evidence that they have bomb-making materials and are concerned that you and your current business could be the target.”

"Haha." Unexpectedly, Larry Griffin still looked ignorant of the danger and even laughed out loud.

"This is rural Alabama, Agent Tawley. You northerners may not understand this, but do you really think I've never been threatened before?"

"Have you ever done that?" Clay, who was feeling very uncomfortable being stared at by Larry Griffin's girlfriend, coughed lightly and asked.

"Of course!" The old man seemed a little impatient, "Listen, gentlemen, that's just to help the ungrateful fools. For more than 50 years, my father and my power plant have been the only industry in that town.

Because of that lawsuit, I had to shut down the plant, and they lost their jobs, so that became one of my crimes.”

Jack noticed the woman who was looking at his boyfriend with admiration, and silently labeled her as big-breasted and brainless.

Meanwhile, Larry Griffin was still chattering away in his defense, "The experts I invited have proven this point. It's not the coal-fired power plant that made them sick, let alone the fly ash."

As for experts, as long as we give them enough money, can't we ask them to prove that artificial afforestation and desert control are things that destroy the earth's ecology?

While listening to his nonsense, Jack made a note in his notebook, reminding himself not to forget to contact the Ministry of Environmental Protection and ask them to send a team to investigate thoroughly.

The woman next to him also said confidently, "There is a direct connection between cancer and lifestyle. This is not Larry's fault. Green food is the right direction for a healthy life."

"Have you ever been to the restaurants in Blue Springs? In places like that, even macaroni and cheese is considered a vegetable, and if possible, those guys would fry the toothpaste in oil first."

Larry Griffin and his girlfriend's collaboration made Jack burst out laughing, but Jack mistakenly thought that he agreed with their views, which made him even more excited.

Although Jack often criticizes Americans' eating problems, specific problems need to be analyzed specifically.

High-salt and high-calorie foods, especially fried foods, are indeed the culprits of health problems for modern urbanites, but Blue Springs is a rural town in Alabama.

Small farmers in the United States are not the kind of landlords who do nothing as the Seres believe. Their daily labor intensity is no less than that of an ordinary farmer.

Regardless of whether those vegetable salads with various high-calorie sauces added to them are healthy, for manual laborers, the lack of sufficient salt and high-calorie food intake can be fatal.

Jack has lived in the United States for so many years and has seen countless white left idiots of all kinds, just like a certain environmental girl who strikes hard at the lives of ordinary people while ignoring the extravagance and waste of the upper class.

He could see that Larry Griffin was a bumbling hypocrite, and his stupid girlfriend, who was influenced by white leftists, was more like a tool being used.

Jack began to steer the conversation impatiently. "So, this is what you do after selling the coal mine and the power plant? Promote green living? I heard that Mr. Griffin opened a new environmental protection company."

"Yes, 'Blue Spring Flowers', that's actually my company." The woman held Larry Griffin's hand with "affectionate eyes".

"Larry helped me start this company after he retired from the power plant, and we hope to help the residents of our town get rid of the high rate of cancer by promoting healthier living."

Jack suppressed his nausea and asked the two for the company address. He forwarded it to Jubal and asked him to coordinate with the state police to keep an eye on it. Then he left with Clay after leaving a business card.

However, this time the "slap in the face", or the turning point, came a little too quickly. Before Clay could start the car, Larry Griffin, with a panicked look on his face, staggered out and shouted loudly.

"Agent Tawole! Agent Tawole! My daughter Julia!"

The old man chased after the Subaru and slammed his phone against the car window. "They... They kidnapped my daughter! They just sent me a text message."

Jack lowered the car window and took the phone, only to see a photo of a girl wearing a pink T-shirt on the upper body and yoga pants on the lower body. She looked to be less than 20 years old. In the photo, her hands were tied and thrown into the trunk of a car, with tape on her mouth.

"What should I do?" Larry Griffin's voice was filled with tears, and his previous arrogance was completely gone.

"What are their demands?" Jack flipped through his phone and found that there was only this one photo.

"No, I just received the text message, but I will give them whatever they want." Larry Griffin was completely panicked and his speech was a little incoherent.

"Keep calm, Mr. Griffin." Jack took out his cell phone and called Jubal, asking him to bring people over as soon as possible.