Chapter 798 Trojan Horse and Fishing
"Please, Gabe." Ray Higgins choked up. He really didn't want to see Gabriel again, only to face a corpse.
"I have talked with people from the FBI, and they promised that as long as you are willing to surrender, they can ensure that you go to a safe federal prison, so don't worry."
Gabriel interrupted him again, "Are they the FBI who are chasing me? They said you need to be flexible to prevent people from breaking down, right?
But if you continue to be so "flexible", one day, no matter how firm your belief is, it will collapse. Tell those FBI that I don't need their protection, and they can't protect everyone. "
The phone was hung up, and Ray Higgins covered his face in pain, crying, "God, what have I done, why should I be punished like this?"
Jack put a hand on his shoulder, "It's not your fault, Sheriff Higgins. Gabriel suffered misfortune since he was a child. You and your family gave him care like a family member, but even more so." Make him long for a family of his own.”
He couldn't say the next few words. Ray Higgins created the bright side of Gabriel's character, but his own character twisted this beautiful and bright quality into an extreme.
To put it bluntly, I was framed and slandered by my immediate boss, and I wanted to speak out and let the public know the truth. I just walked into the director's office and shot Inspector Peroni to death, and then told everything when I went to court.
But what did Gabriel do? It can be said that two of the three people who were killed at the beginning had nothing to do with this incident.
What's the difference between this and the bastard who wielded the keyboard in Jack's previous life on the Internet, elevated some individual cases to a certain group or a certain profession, and then came to the conclusion that "XXX deserves to die".
If Gabriel had simply become an orphan and been adopted by the Higgins family, perhaps this would have been a different story, but unfortunately the reality was different.
"Maybe he is right, we can't protect everyone." Aubrey said dullly. Among the people, he may have the most insight into the ugly side of human nature. He doesn't know if he is thinking of some unbearable past events. .
"Gabriel always does things from beginning to end, just like the crib he helped his neighbor put together. Maybe it would be useful to promote the investigation of the Newark Eighth Precinct as soon as possible?" Clay suggested.
Jubal shook his head, "The people involved so far involve almost half of the police officers in the branch and some senior officials from the main bureau. The evidence collection and confession work is extremely cumbersome. It is impossible to close the case in less than half a year. And now we still have a problem."
As he spoke, he looked at Jack, who immediately showed a knowing smile, "'You need to be more flexible so that people don't collapse.' This is what you said to Inspector Peroni in the director's office at that time. I I didn’t tell Gabriel, how could he know?”
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An hour later, in the chief's office of the Newark Police Department, the previously high-spirited Inspector Peroni looked much older. He lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the angry eyes of his African-American chief. He was surrounded by people. The group of wanted criminal team members in front of him made him sit on pins and needles.
"'You need to be flexible so you don't break people down.' I said this in your office at that time. There were only three of you, me and Agent Tavole present, but Gabriel said the same thing. It’s a good retelling, please explain.”
Jubal straight to the point stated the purpose of everyone's visit.
Because the investigation was still ongoing, Inspector Peroni was still wearing the white shirt worn by the senior police officers at this time, which formed a rather ironic scene with the interrogation-like scene.
"I don't know." He looked embarrassed and turned to his boss for help, but what he received was a cold gaze.
"Say it, Peroni." The African-American director stared at him, wishing he could eat this bastard subordinate alive.
Inspector Peroni looked really innocent this time, "I really don't know. After you left, I just sent an email to Inspector DeSantis of the 10th Precinct."
"Show them the email." The director said through gritted teeth.
"There are not good words in that." Inspector Peroni did not dare to continue to disobey the boss and hesitantly took out his mobile phone. He also wanted to save his generous pension.
"Don't worry, there are several professional psychologists here. I will find them to ease my emotions." Jubal took the phone from his hand and read the content of the email.
"The 'Feds' are looking for trouble. You will definitely like the two idiots they sent. One of them used their FBI stuff to teach me a lesson about 'people need to be more flexible so as not to collapse'. I really I want to see how he can flex his ass.
And the young man next to him with a young face who looks like he has never been beaten by society, who looks younger than my son, actually claims to be a supervisory detective. His superior cannot be an old woman who is not satisfied with her desires."
Jubal coughed slightly and could no longer read at this point. Hannah and Jie Jie beside Jack had already turned red from holding back their emotions.
Just like cops are used to refer to police officers, the word "Feds" is used as a code name for federal law enforcement officials.
"So, what's going on with DeSantis?" Jubal turned to look at the African-American director who was so angry that his head was about to smoke.
"It has nothing to do with Gabriel Clark. They probably don't know each other." The African-American director's dark face even turned pale with anger.
"Then there's only one possibility left." Hannah took Inspector Peroni's cell phone from Jubal, connected it to the laptop she brought, and then started a detection software.
Not long after, a cute cat head popped up on the screen of the laptop, holding a small sign with "FBI WARNING" written in large red fonts. This detection software was obviously written by Justin.
"A Trojan has been planted on your phone. Gabriel can always see your emails and text messages. It is estimated that the computer in your office has also been infected. It should be much easier to access your computer than your mobile phone."
Hannah ignored Inspector Peroni's liver-like expression and contacted Alice directly. Such a simple Trojan horse program did not require Justin's intervention.
"Sorry, Inspector Peroni, your mobile phone and your office computer are temporarily confiscated by us." Jack gave the inspector a smile full of "goodwill" in a playful manner, ignoring his social appearance. Death's sad face.
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"So everyone thinks the same as me?" After leaving the police station, Clay held a laptop with a smile on his face. "Use this Trojan to set a trap for Gabriel."
"But before that, we need to obtain the consent and cooperation of Chief Higgins." Jiejie also smiled back.