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

"Anna? How did you get here?" Jack hurriedly pulled someone's two incredibly long legs off his waist.

Not only was there a bulletproof plate on her tactical vest, it was also filled with magazines and stun grenades, and there were quite a lot of miscellaneous items. The girl just put them on top of her without feeling uncomfortable at all.

This Mao girl looks a lot prettier. There are still some fine scars on her temples that have not completely disappeared. I don’t know where she had the micro plastic surgery, but the results are quite good.

The most important thing is that her figure has become a lot fuller, and the two soft lumps don’t look like artificial products, it seems that she has simply gained weight.

"Someone said you might need help, so I reluctantly said goodbye to the warm sunshine and beaches of Hainan and rushed to this freezing cold hellhole of New York to flatter my future boss."

Anna hugged Jack's arm and refused to let go, wanting to stick to him.

"Have you seriously considered my proposal?" Jack felt the wonderful touch on his arm, and his heart couldn't help but be eager to move. Hadn't he just experienced a big battle?

"I've spent all my money. If I don't want to starve to death, I have no choice but to work for a shady boss. I just hope he won't exploit me too much."

Anna fluttered her long, curled eyelashes and pretended to be pitiful. It seemed that this Mao girl's personality became a lot more lively after being reborn, and her true nature seemed to be revealed.

"Frank contacted you?" Jack whispered in her ear.

"He was the one who found the middleman, and after interrogating him, he handed him over to me and asked me to bring him to see you." Anna also leaned close to Jack's ear and whispered, her wet lips even touching his earlobe.

Someone took a deep breath and used great willpower to push the girl away. Then, facing the eyes of everyone who were waiting for the show, he put on a stern face and nodded to Lei Che, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This is Anna, a friend of mine. I asked her to help find the whereabouts of 'AM'."

Everyone looked like they were just going to listen to your nonsense, but now was not the time to get into details, so they turned around and took the man in the windbreaker into the house.

With a clang, the man in the windbreaker entered the room and threw the big suitcase on the ground. He knelt down on the ground and raised his right hand obediently. "There must be some misunderstanding here. I don't know any of you."

"What's wrong with your hand?" Reacher pointed the gun at his bloody, drooping left hand.

The man in the windbreaker looked somewhat handsome. He was not tall but had a well-proportioned body, and even had a somewhat elegant temperament. If the people present did not know his identity as an arms dealer, most of them would mistake him for a successful businessman, doctor, or even a scholar or professor.

"Someone tried to find out from me who the real buyer of these missiles was, and I told him that would ruin my reputation and business." The man in the windbreaker rolled up his sleeve with difficulty. It was wrapped with a thick bandage, but now it was completely stained with blood.

"Then he peeled off a whole section of skin from my left arm."

"Hiss, that sounds like it's going to hurt." O'Donnell said this, but his expression was gloating. "And then you said it?"

"He did it without even asking me a second time." The man in the windbreaker even had a slightly resentful look on his face. "After I confessed, he gave me an injection and told me to follow the lady to the transaction location as planned."

He pointed to the large suitcase on the ground and said, “I humbly beg you to let me go. I need to go to the hospital immediately. The effect of the anesthetic has begun to wear off.

There are $6500 million in bearer bonds there, all yours, I just hope you can let me go."

"You killed our friends." Reacher put his hands on the table, next to which were the two loaded "Little Wing" anti-aircraft missiles. "Just for these things, they were killed."

Seeing O'Donnell take out the glass jar containing Swan's eyeball and finger from the first aid kit and put it on the table together with the missile and the chip, the man in the windbreaker was frightened and retreated several steps back on his knees.

"I understand how you feel, but that wasn't me. I haven't met your friends. I don't even know them."

Reacher pointed the gun at him. "But we know you, and you obviously know the whole story. Langston should have told you everything, right? How he solved those troubles among you."

"Arrest me, please, hand me over to the police." Realizing that the situation was not good, the man in the windbreaker wanted to lie on the ground and beg.

"These things have nothing to do with me. I am just a middleman. These are all business and have nothing to do with me."

Hearing this familiar sentence, Jack scratched his ears speechlessly, "Reacher, it's almost dawn, don't let our guests wait in the barn too long."

"Bang!" A gunshot was heard, and a wisp of green smoke came out of Reacher's pistol, followed by a series of gunshots. Dixon, O'Donnell and Negley pulled the trigger one after another.

Jack picked up a box on the table, which contained 648 chips installed with the "Little Wings" software. The remaining two chips had already been installed in two launch devices by engineers.

The loading of anti-aircraft missiles is much more complicated than that of rocket launchers, but the installation of chips is simple. As Marlo Burns, the operations director of "New Era Technology", said, ordinary people can learn it after watching it twice.

Reacher walked to the body, picked up the big suitcase worth $6500, opened it and took a look, nodded to Jack, and walked out of the house first.

Behind him, Dixon and Negley each carried an anti-aircraft missile launcher. O'Donnell stuffed the glass jar into his arms, took a few cans of beer from the refrigerator and stuffed them into his coat pocket, and was the last one to walk out of the house.

When they arrived in front of the barn, the female ranger came out to greet them, still smiling. "Judging from the gunshots, we don't need to worry about anyone."

Before she finished her words, her suspicious gaze fell on Anna, who followed Jack closely.

"This is also the private detective I called for help." Jack continued to talk nonsense.

The female ranger raised her lips with a sneer, "So now there are only two people left, what are you going to do with them?"

She opened the barn door and saw the helicopter pilot and the engineer from "New Age Technology" kneeling inside. They were shivering with guns pointed at their heads by two bodyguards. It was unclear whether they were frozen or scared, or perhaps both.

"Hey guys, I didn't kill anybody and I had nothing to do with those missiles. I was just flying a helicopter and doing my job."

As soon as the pilot saw Reacher, who still had the murderous aura, he immediately begged for mercy.

The big guy didn't say anything and didn't want to say anything. Franz, Sanchez and Orozco were all thrown out of the helicopter by Lanston. The pilot said it had nothing to do with him?

"What about you?" Jack asked with a smile the bald engineer kneeling beside him.

The engineer's eyes flickered. "I was only asked to teach the other party how to install the chip. I don't know who the buyer of these weapons is or what they will be used for. Please, I was wrong, but I am just an engineer who follows orders."

"Leave here, both of you." Reich pointed expressionlessly at the Super Puma helicopter in the distance.

"Thank you!"

"thank you!"

The two men hurriedly got up and ran out of the barn, rushing towards the helicopter. The two bodyguards who were standing behind them looked at each other and then looked at the female ranger.

The female Ranger tilted her head at Negley and Dixon, who were carrying portable anti-aircraft missiles, and signaled them to continue watching the show.

The special investigators drank beer leisurely and watched the helicopter take off. Jack coughed and reminded, "That's enough. If it's too far, we probably won't hit it."

"Got it." Negley helped Dixon complete the pre-launch preparations, picked up his own launcher, and the two walked out of the barn together, and the others followed.

At this time, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Anna wrapped her coat tighter and hugged Jack's arm again, muttering, "I hate snow. My parents had a car accident on a snowy night."

Jack, who had been trying to pull his arm free, froze when he heard this, then sighed and gave up struggling.

"Fire in the hole!" the two ladies said in unison and pressed the trigger hard.

Two lines of fire shot up into the sky, one in front and one behind, flying towards the helicopter which was less than 500 meters away.

"I bet with this last can of beer, the helicopter will leave safely." O'Donnell crushed the can in his hand and took out the last can of beer from his pocket.

"Who knows, maybe it will be useful." Before Jack finished speaking, two lines of fire passed by the helicopter.

"No hurry, let's wait and see." Lei Che raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the two lines of fire draw two graceful arcs in the air, and actually changed direction and flew towards the helicopter again.

"Wow, this thing looks real." O'Donnell hadn't finished his words when he saw one of the missiles make a small firework in the air with a puff sound, which flashed away and was followed by no further news.

Just when everyone was feeling quite regretful, another missile hit the tail of the "Super Puma" directly. It did not explode, but it directly smashed the entire tail rotor away.

Seeing the helicopter emitting a puff of black smoke, spinning and falling to the ground and burning into a pile of scrap metal, everyone's expressions were indescribable. However, before anyone could express their opinions, the sound of bullets being loaded was heard behind them.