The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 1223 Threats and Advice

"There's good news and bad news." Jack put down the phone with a strange expression on his face.

Without waiting for several people to ask, he continued, "The good news is that Alexander Denning, 'AKA' Browning Orvis, is currently under secret investigation by our FBI because he is involved in multiple illegal arms transactions."

"What's the bad news?" Marvin, who was finally full, wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked curiously.

“The bad news and the good news are actually the same. Because this is a secret investigation, I can’t take you to visit directly because the joint investigation team includes not only the FBI and ATF, but also people from the CIA.

And 'coincidentally', the CIA people just happened to be from Cynthia Wilkes' department." Jack sighed in a pretentious manner.

Frank said firmly, "We have to meet him no matter what. Marvin, do you think it's possible that Alexander Denning was the guy who ordered us to carry out the cleanup work during the Guatemala operation?"

Marvin squinted at the photo on Jack's phone for a long time, then shook his head helplessly, "It's been too long, I need to see him in person to confirm."

"This is a bit difficult. I can't conflict with my own people. I have to discuss this with my superiors."

Jack rubbed his head, his headache was actually much more than that.

This time, two completely unrelated plots were mixed together. He knew that in "Red Flame Battlefield", Alexander Denning was the culprit and was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

According to the original plot, the politician he manipulated should have been the vice president, but now because of someone's unexpected re-election, the Elephant Party has been in power for two consecutive terms. The current vice president is still Donald's partner Pence, and the two have not broken up.

This person doesn't fit the bill at all in terms of age or resume, so it obviously can't be him.

Therefore, Jack had previously agreed with his female boss's judgment that the politician who colluded with the CIA to carry out the cleanup operation against Frank was likely the same person behind the murder of Beckett's mother.

The vice president in the original drama became a senator who had the potential to become vice president, which seems to be in line with the logic of self-interpretation of this integrated world.

This is also the reason why Jack can continue to participate in the operations of old agents as an FBI agent. Dealing with a Democratic senator who only has the possibility of becoming vice president and directly killing a federal vice president are two completely different things.

After some communication, Jack put down the phone again. "I can arrange a meeting as early as tomorrow afternoon. At that time, I will visit Alexander Denning as the second son of the Surinamese Defense Minister. Frank and Marvin can pretend to be my bodyguards."

"I'll go with you, you need cover." An old lady who couldn't sit still volunteered.

"Of course, this way we can fight side by side again." Frank said happily. This was obviously another purpose of his visit. Marvin on the side also gave Victoria a flattering smile.

"Then when you are ready, go back to New York directly. Anna, come with me. We are going to visit someone tonight."

Seeing Jack put away the original files on the Guatemala operation and the note on the table, Frank raised his eyebrow and reminded, "Are you sure you can convince him?"

"Isn't that what you were thinking when you insisted that I beat him up?" Jack smiled back.

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"Dorothy rested her chin on her hand, and gazed thoughtfully at the Scarecrow. His head was a sack filled with straw, with eyes, nose, and mouth painted on it."

Listening to his little daughter's breathing becoming soothing and steady and finally falling asleep, William Cooper put down the fairy tale book "The Wizard of Oz" in his hand, pressed the air conditioner remote control to adjust the air volume to the minimum, and then tiptoed out of the room.

Standing in the corridor and looking towards another room, he confirmed that his youngest son was also asleep. He adjusted the sling around his arm, sighed imperceptibly, and turned to go upstairs.

Suddenly, a slight sound coming from the direction of the living room startled Cooper, and he quickly pulled out his pistol with his left hand.

Carefully walking through the corridor, the CIA agent's pupils suddenly constricted, and he saw a familiar figure appear on the sofa in the living room.

Jack smiled and raised a finger at him, and whispered, "Shh, keep your voice down. I've been waiting for a long time. To be honest, your storytelling skills are much worse than your fighting skills."

"What do you want to do?" Cooper felt his throat dry and his heart pounding. He had done some things too many times and had thought about whether the opposite would happen to him. He just didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"What? You can get my file, but you didn't expect that I can get yours too? After all, I'm also an FBI supervisory agent." Jack chuckled and put the brown paper bag in his hand on the table.

"Frank said that you are very similar to him in the past, ambitious, capable, and ruthless."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Cooper tried hard not to let his voice tremble. He admitted in his heart that he was very scared at the moment, afraid of losing everything he had.

Jack stood up and tilted his head slightly towards the door of the house, "Don't worry, I came here just because I don't want to be discovered that I had contact with you. I don't mean to threaten your family. After what happened today, the accounts between us are temporarily settled.

Put away what you are holding and let's go for a walk outside."

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"This is what happened. I have just placed the evidence on your desk. I have no intention of using justice or conscience to pressure you. It is up to you to weigh your own interests."

Jack stamped the cigar butt on the ground and put it into his coat pocket without thinking it was dirty.

The two did not stray too far from Cooper's house. They found a place without street lights in the corner garden and sat there for nearly an hour.

Cooper lowered his head in thought, his brows furrowed into a knot, and he hurriedly threw away the cigar until his fingers were almost burned by it.

"But even if what you said is true, I still don't understand what you want me to do. You haven't even figured out who is behind this. It's even more impossible for me to secretly investigate my superiors just because of what you said."

It's settled. Jack felt relieved when he heard him say that.

“You don’t need to do anything, and you don’t need to take the risk of investigating who the bosses behind Cynthia are. Just watch. After what happens tomorrow, the truth will naturally surface.

If you are willing to cooperate with us, just guarantee one person's safety for me."

"Who?" Cooper knew very well that he had no room for refusal.

"You'll know when the time comes." Jack stood up and patted his pants, smiling and reminding as he said goodbye, "Whether you believe it or not, I'm really a good person, and a good person won't use women and children as bargaining chips.

But I also suggest that you don't do unnecessary things. Just because I don't do it doesn't mean your female boss won't do it. I think you should know what kind of person she is better than I do. "