Chapter 347 The story behind the wedding ring

Chapter 347 The story behind the wedding ring

This is a classic visual deception magic. The conspicuous red hat attracts everyone's attention. Everyone subconsciously defaults to wearing the red hat. The person sitting in the driver's seat is the kidnapper who comes to collect the ransom.

When TC Riordan drove a van past Nick and the old detective, the sudden broken window aroused Nick's alert, and the scam was revealed.

However, when Nick ran to the parking space for the van and looked outside the building, he only saw a rappel rope tied to the railing and hanging to the ground.

Just when he and the old detective were annoyed that the kidnappers had escaped and were worried about the safety of the hostages, two gunshots suddenly sounded not far away.

When they arrived at an alley not far from the parking lot, they saw the kidnapper who had just successfully escaped from his shell lying on the driver's seat of an SUV, shot once in the chest and heart.

On the passenger side of the SUV was the suitcase filled with jewelry worth 2 million.

"Is there anything missing?" Jack asked curiously.

"One thing is missing." Russell opened the PAD in his hand, "Julie took detailed photos when inspecting the jewelry."

Pointing to a ring on the screen, he said, "Natalie Riordan's wedding ring is missing."

Everyone looked at each other, wondering for a moment what the fuss was about.

The wedding ring in the photo is just an ordinary platinum wedding ring. It is not inlaid with diamonds or other gemstones. It is for daily wear and is worth only a few thousand dollars.

The other jewelry in the box includes gemstone necklaces valued at nearly one million dollars, bracelets worth more than 100,000 US dollars each, as well as gemstone brooches, tiaras, etc., all of which are worth more than this wedding ring.

But the kidnappers' accomplices only took away the least valuable ring.

"Ask TC. Maybe he is the only one who knows the reason. I just have a guess. Maybe after listening to his explanation, our real culprit will be revealed."

Jack said, passing the information sent by Garcia to Russell.

"OK, then you will take the lead in this interview. These are some clues that the laboratory has just found, which may come in handy."

After Russell finished speaking, he handed over an inspection report, "This is the inspection result of the small amount of metal debris found on the Hubble bed."

"Metal detectors didn't work, so they picked up some of the skills taught in school and used acid and flame reactions to determine the metal content."

So awesome? Jack flipped through the report as he walked, and the report determined that this was a magnesium-aluminum alloy, mainly used to make racing wheels.

There is only one factory producing such wheels near Las Vegas, located in the northeastern suburbs of the city.

"It's considered the Rust Belt of LV. There are many abandoned buildings and residences. Very few people go there. It's very suitable for kidnappers to hide."

Russell's "Rust Belt" is an extended term that was first used to describe the Great Lakes region of North America, where traditional industries declined.

As the world's major industrial countries gradually enter the "post-industrial era", similar areas have emerged in the Ruhr in Germany, London in the United Kingdom, and even the northeastern part of Seris.

Entering the conference room again, TC Riordan was already waiting here. He seemed to be in despair. He sat in his seat without saying a word. The arrival of everyone did not even make him raise his head to take a look.

Jack stood in front of him and placed the PAD in front of him that showed the photo of the jewelry in the suitcase.

"Please explain, out of a box of jewelry worth more than 2 million US dollars, why did the robbers only take away this least valuable ring? This is the wedding ring that your wife Natalie wears every day, right?"

"I don't know." Riordan didn't even glance at the PAD, still lowering his head.

"Hey!" Jack rudely put one leg on the corner of the table in front of him, sat sideways, and then knocked on the table rudely.

"I'm just an FBI here to help. I'm not interested in being your psychological counselor and slowly enlightening you so that you can get out of the shadow of losing your wife and face a new life positively.

You are a damn rich man, and as long as you open the door of that villa, there are many young and beautiful girls who want to enter your bedroom and climb into your big bed.

I will only tell you one thing now. If you feel that your son Hubble is a burden to you and will only drag down your future life, then continue to maintain your current attitude.

This case is not difficult. As long as the call comes in, CSI can use the existing evidence to find out the identity of the murderer in minutes. But by that time, it is hard to say whether your son is still alive. "

Jack's very rude remarks actually had a positive effect. TC Riordan's eyes lit up and his face seemed a little more angry.

"You mean you think Hubble is still alive?"

Jack nodded and said seriously, "Of course, and the possibility is very high. Now, immediately, tell us everything you know about this ring."

"Natalie was killed by this ring." TC Riordan's words immediately lifted the mood of everyone behind Jack.

“That night five years ago, we were coming home from a party and we all got drunk and had a fight and Natalie got so angry that she took the ring off and threw it into the pool.

Two hours later, we made up, and Natalie went back to look for the ring. However, she didn't realize it at the time. She was still drunk and I didn't hear anything. By the time I found her, the accident had already happened. "

"It's all my fault I didn't hear anything."

When TC Riordan said this, he burst into tears and was choked with tears.

Jack didn't bother to comfort him. He took out his phone and quickly swiped the screen to display an ID photo in front of him.

"Do you know the person in the photo?"

TC Riordan wiped his tear-filled eyes vigorously, checked carefully, and raised his head in confusion.

"Is this the psychic? Karen? Yes, it should be her. This is how she looked when I first met her more than a year ago, and then she seemed..."

"She had plastic surgery to look like your late wife Natalie."

Seeing that everyone including TC Riordan, Russell and the old detective had puzzled expressions, Jack explained.

"Karen Chawla, 48 years old, is too old, so even with plastic surgery, she still doesn't look like Natalie, who was in her early 30s when she died.

I also realized this when I was looking through the information on your wife's case and saw a clear frontal photo of her. She is a rare beauty. I understand your feelings of losing your beloved. "

Russell took Jack's cell phone and opened the information Jack had just sent to him. He frowned and compared it for a long time before nodding and admitting that the latter had been working hard to get closer to Natalie's beauty.

My brain is not working very well today. When I was coding at the end of the last chapter, the sentences were not smooth and the expression was not clear. I revised it several times and it should be fine now. Friends who have read it can refresh it and connect it with this chapter. You should be able to understand it if you look at it together.

Bow and apologize.