Chapter 960 In Washington, DC (Part 2)

Chapter 960 In Washington, DC (Part 2)

"Ranger or Green Beret?" Reacher narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two people in front of him with a thoughtful look.

"Ranger." The woman in the black suit is short, a white woman in her early thirties, with an unremarkable appearance. Although she is formally dressed, she looks like a female leopard ready to attack.

Although the other man in a black suit is also not tall, he has an extremely stocky figure. Just by looking at his hairstyle, you can tell that he is a strong man. The front half of his head is shiny, and some green stubble can be barely seen behind.

He simply ignored Jack beside him and stood in front of Reacher and said in an impatient tone.

"The Senator has a proposition for you, get in the car, just you."

"No." Reacher refused. "He is my friend. He will go wherever I go."

A man and a woman looked at each other. It seemed that the woman was indeed responsible for giving orders. She looked at Jack carefully, and then nodded reluctantly, "Okay, you guys come together."

"No." Rachel still refused.

"Any more questions, Mr. Reacher?" The woman frowned.

"Call me Rachel." Rachel felt a little uncomfortable with the prefix "Mr.".

"Okay, Rachel, do you have any questions?" The woman was a little confused.

"He's very rude." Reacher glanced at the bald man with a bad tone.

"OK, Hart, how do you say that magic word?" The woman looked at the bald man next to her.

As soon as the bald face showed a mocking expression, he noticed that there was a strong warning in the woman's eyes when she looked at him.

He had to work hard to adjust his expression and respectfully extended his right hand, "Please get in the car."

Rachel showed a satisfied smile, walked to the GMC commercial vehicle in front of him that had opened the door and got in. Jack shook his head speechlessly, walked to the other door and got in the car.

He didn't know how Reacher could tell that the woman was from the Army, but the tattoo on the bald man's neck showed that he was a seal, so a guy from the Army Military Police suddenly became so fussy.

Two GMC commercial vehicles drove all the way into the Smithsonian National Zoo. It wasn't until the driver got out of the car with them that Jack noticed that he was an Asian man with a skull shield tattooed on his neck. He looked like a seal like the bald man.

The SEALs and Clay's SEAL Team 6 are two completely different special forces. Their relationship is somewhat similar to that of the Rangers and Delta. They are not affiliated with each other, but most of the members of the latter are selected from the former.

SEAL Team Six is ​​now called the Naval Special Warfare Development Group, and the abbreviation has also changed from the original SEAL to DEVGRU.

After witnessing the conflict between the US military on land and sea, Jack didn't know whether to judge it as naive or boring. After all, he was not even a soldier, and now he was an insignificant companion. He leisurely followed a few people into a cage. The back room.

The smell here is not very pleasant, the monkeys are quite noisy, and the sign at the entrance says "Primate Exhibition Area".

"Isn't it too much trouble to meet in a place like this?" Reacher looked at the empty cages around him with a half-smiling expression.

"Perhaps you will feel more comfortable with the company of gorillas." The bald man finally took the opportunity to retaliate with his words, and then quickly retreated to the door of the room, completely giving Reacher no chance to fight back. .

At this moment, figures flashed in the passage on the other side of the room. A white-headed man wearing a black windbreaker and shiny leather shoes walked out of the passage and extended his hand to Rachel and Jack very enthusiastically.

"Mr. Reacher, this is Malcolm Lavoie."

"He likes to be called Reacher directly." said the female ranger who was also standing at the door performing bodyguard duties.

"No, if it's him, it must be prefixed with 'Mr.'." Reacher had no intention of shaking hands with the other party, and said stiffly, as if he were a taxpayer.

A certain senator didn't feel embarrassed at all. His outstretched right hand turned forward naturally, as if he just wanted to make a gesture to emphasize his tone, and put it back into his windbreaker pocket.

"Mr. Reacher, uh, is this Mr. Lane? I'm sorry to invite you here in this way."

Jack showed a fake smile, and the mustache on his lips curled up but did not answer. The other party called him Ryan, indicating that he had done some research in advance, but the information he found was slightly wrong.

"I think you chose this place because this is one of the few places in Washington DC where you can avoid other people's eyes, right?" Reacher said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Yeah, you're really smart, Mr. Reacher, and that's exactly why I joined the board of directors of this zoo." Although Senator Lavoie has white hair, there are almost no wrinkles on his forehead, which is carefully maintained. His appearance gave people the illusion that he was just a young man with gray hair.

After saying that, he turned around and snapped his fingers. The figure that appeared in the passage this time was one that Reacher was relatively familiar with. After all, they had just met last night.

"Aha, I believe you still have an impression of my legislative director, Mr. Boyd, right?"

"Of course, the guy who likes cocaine." Reacher mocked unceremoniously.

Mr. Congressman still had that hypocritical smile unique to politicians, "You know, when I learned about this, I contacted a friend of mine in the FBI.

Imagine Mr. Boyd's embarrassment and relief when he discovered that he had revealed some of our little secrets to two men posing as federal agents.

So he made some small remedies. Fortunately, this time the police station's surveillance did not fail at the critical moment like most of the time. Through facial recognition software, we matched your profile with that of a soldier. "

"Jack Reacher, from West Point Military Academy, one Bronze Star, two Silver Stars, and one Purple Star." Daniel Boyd casually flipped through the files on his phone, completely losing his cowardice from last night.

"Be respectful." The attitude of a certain second-generation ancestor attracted a pretentious reprimand from Malcolm Lavoie.

He turned to Reacher with an apology, "This is a very glorious resume. Thank you very much for your service to the country."

Reacher watched expressionlessly as the two of them performed the double act together, still without saying a word.

"I'm sorry that Boyd did some small investigations in private without your permission, although we don't know why Mr. Major gave up his bright future in the army and then disappeared.

But a strange incident came into view a few years ago in the town of Margrave, Georgia, where your brother Joey nearly died while investigating a massive counterfeiting case.

But then the entire criminal group collapsed, everyone involved was killed, and even the factory that made counterfeit banknotes was burned down.

According to the official statement, it all seemed to be the work of a retired soldier, a private detective who had just been fired from the NYPD, and police officers from two local towns. "

"It's not that I was fired. I became a private detective after I resigned on my own initiative." Jack kindly corrected him. Although he compiled the fake file himself, there is still a big difference between taking the blame and resigning and being fired.

"Sorry, my fault." Lavoie even showed an apologetic smile to Jack, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Let's get to the point, this place smells like monkey shit."

Reacher's patience was almost exhausted. He had no good impression of politicians. Now that the cases were almost completed, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense if Jack hadn't asked him to help "kill" the congressman in front of him.

"I know that what happened in Margrave Town was your doing, Mr. Reacher, Mr. Lane, and I also know that you just went to DHS and asked Joey Reacher for help.

In fact, I can also provide similar help, intelligence, weapons and even human resources. I just hope that you can do what you did in Margrave Town again. "

Lavoie finally put away his hypocritical politician's face and became serious.

"Why?" Reacher started to show off his acting skills and subconsciously glanced at the three bodyguards at the door, as if he really had something to do with it.

If this guy hadn't been watching when Jack was forging the Margrave Town case information and helped fill in a lot of details, he would have almost believed it to be true.

"Of course it's because of what you said to Boyd in Boston. Do you doubt the possibility of this weapon being lost? I'm surprised that the directors of 'New Era Technology' who only know how to count money actually think so. Nothing.

So my people found one of the small directors in charge of the Denver factory, and used only a few tricks to get him to explain everything. "

Lavoie took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Reacher, "After this guy who owed a lot of gambling debts accepted a $2 million bearer bond, he installed a GPS locator on the vehicle transporting a batch of missiles.

Then I heard next that your people tried to intercept the hijacked truck halfway and almost succeeded.

This surprised me very much, and I am very happy to see that your 110 Special Investigation Team has been reorganized again and its capabilities are still the same as before, although some of its members have unfortunately passed away. "

Seeing the strange look on Reacher's face, Congressman Lavoie, who felt he had taken the initiative, showed a bit of complacency, "Don't be so surprised, Mr. Reacher, I am a senator in Congress and I am very efficient in my work."

The corners of Reacher's mouth turned up slightly, "I was shocked precisely because I didn't expect members of Congress to do things so efficiently."

"Hahaha" the complacency on Lavoie's face turned into self-mockery, "Actually, I'm used to being criticized like this."

After saying that, his expression became serious again, "The key point is that these weapons cannot fall into the hands of terrorists. I think our mutual demands are consistent on this point. What do you think? Mr. Reacher."

Reacher sneered, "Of course, because DHS has noticed that this matter is related to terrorism, you may be able to cover it up now, but once domestic civil aviation aircraft are attacked by such missiles, or such missiles are discovered in our enemy countries, If you plant a weapon, someone will get to the bottom of it.

Then someone will discover that you have been involved in unfair transactions related to the 'Little Wings' project from the beginning, and no one can save you by then. "

"So kill the bad guys and let me get clean too. In Washington, we call this a win-win situation." Lavoie spread his hands and his voice became extremely contagious, as if he was speaking on Capitol Hill.

"I did everything I could to give this country the powerful tools it needed to defend its democracy, and I just did it in a small way, avoiding a lot of red tape, and no one could question my motives."

"You can make a profit in the process, right?" Reacher snorted.

"Again, this is a win-win situation." Lavoie showed no shame on his face, and even took a half step forward, staring into Reacher's eyes.

"I want to make it clear to you that I don't want to see innocent people die because of this weapon. I am a politician, not a perverted killer, Mr. Reacher.

And I'm not asking you for help, I'm offering you help."

Lavoy stretched out his finger and pointed at Reacher, "I know what kind of person you are. You will take revenge and be ruthless. Whether it's the records in the army or everything you did in Margrave Town, it proves this.

I like your style very much. Keep it up and kill those bad guys. You can always call me for help when you need it.

At the same time, I promise you that when everything is over, all records will be erased, just like before.

Use your violence to destroy everything, smash everything into pieces, and kill all the bad guys in one fell swoop, leaving no evidence, and then you can continue to disappear, no one will pursue it, and no one will try to find you, and your friends can return to a peaceful life."

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"Huh!" It was not until the two left the monkey exhibition area and mixed into the crowd of zoo visitors that Reacher breathed a sigh of relief and raised his arm to look at his fist with bulging veins.

"It was just a little bit, I was just a little bit away from punching that bastard to death."

"This is the first time I've seen a politician say such a long string of true words in one breath, what else are you dissatisfied with?" Jack teased and took out his mobile phone to call Joey.

"How is the recording effect? ​​OK, how to turn these recordings into legal wiretapping evidence is the job of your DHS.

In addition, the congressman also provided us with a new piece of evidence. The reason why 'AM' appeared in Denver was found. He went to bribe a board member in charge of the factory.

The carjacking should be arranged by him. This is the delivery method agreed upon by both parties in advance. Next, we just need to find the chips in Lanston's hands, or follow the missing missiles to find 'AM'."

After the call, Jack counted his fingers, "Dixon has no important relatives alive , O'Donnell's family went on vacation, and Negley's old father was in poor health and could not be moved, but the FBI had sent people to help protect him.

The special investigation team is currently impeccable, but we are still missing an important witness, maybe she can help us solve the last mystery, especially the part about Tony Swan. "

"Then call O'Donnell, we should go back to New York, I hope your two girlfriends are powerful enough and have found the whereabouts of Marlo Burns."

Reacher pouted, took out a few coins from his pocket and bought two ice cream cones for himself and Jack.

"Shut up, Jack, if you mention this again, I will call Roscoe to New York, I believe she will be happy to come to help when she hears your name."

Jack bit off half of the cone viciously.