Chapter 996: Still in Hawaii (VI)
Although someone has a deep understanding of the saying that misfortunes never come singly, it does not mean that they can calmly accept the continuous bad news.
It was already evening when Jack and Danny returned to the office. Before the two could sit down and take a breath, Kono also returned from the crime laboratory and brought back extremely bad news.
The large package of clothing sent to the crime laboratory has been confirmed to be contaminated with the smallpox virus. Researchers are carefully handling these dangerous items, hoping to extract enough hair and other biological testing materials for DNA comparison. .
But there are some things that can be known without testing, such as the size of clothes and pants. The researchers identified at least four different sizes in the large package of clothes, and also found four smashed mobile phones.
Kono's ability to find these things based on Palmer's phone was somewhat of a stroke of luck, because his phone only had its screen smashed and the damage was not complete enough.
"That means we have at least three more victims who may still be alive."
Danny was about to explode. The real person in charge of "Five-O" was Steve McGarrett. As an assistant, he was just filling in for the day. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dragged his injured "eldest nephew." "Running around.
As a result, the case had been investigated for a day, and the dark cloud of "bioterrorism attack" was still lingering overhead, and now three more potential victims, unknown whether they were alive or dead, appeared.
Oahu may not be a big island, but it is home to more than two-thirds of the population of the entire state of Hawaii, with a population of nearly one million residents, not counting tourists.
For a while, it was not easy to find three people who might be infected with the smallpox virus in the huge crowd.
"Don't get confused." Jack quickly reassured Danny, "The sudden appearance of Brian Palmer was obviously an accident. Even the murderer didn't expect it, so he hurriedly dealt with the insider Ken Tanner. .
The other three people may have been used as virus experiments and were under the control of the other party.
The top priority now is to find out their identities. Waiting for DNA comparison is obviously not a good idea. Let the crime laboratory prioritize the detection of mobile phone cards in damaged mobile phones. This is the fastest way.
And those fingerprints extracted from Ken Tanner’s home, are there any comparison results now? "
The next half of his sentence was directed at Cheng Hao, who was busy in front of the computer instead of Kono. The latter was frowning at the screen. Hearing this, he seemed to have woken up from a dream, and he quickly operated the mouse and clicked the print button.
"I didn't find any information in the local criminal database, but just now, your colleagues in New York found the owner of this fingerprint from the federal database."
While he was speaking, the printer was already working creakingly, spitting out many sheets of A4 paper in succession.
"They're all here. This guy has a strange name, Dracula Comescu?"
Danny had just received the information and slapped his forehead before he heard the name, "So, in addition to the ancient deadly virus, we also have to deal with the ancient vampires now, right?"
"Maybe, anyway, it says this guy is Romanian." Cheng Hao shrugged.
Jack did not participate in the two people's showmanship. His attention was attracted by the information Cheng Hao put on the screen. The information was not detailed, but a note on it caught his attention.
"This name was actually marked by NCIS?"
"Why is this name marked by NCIS?" Danny stopped looking at the information and curiously poked his head over to join in the discussion.
Just as Jack was about to say something, his cell phone rang suddenly. He thought it was a friend from New York looking for him, but it turned out to be an unfamiliar landline number. Judging from the area code, it was from Los Angeles.
Could it be that Chris has something to do with him? With this in mind, he pressed the call button, but the unfamiliar voice coming from the other side of the phone made him startled.
"Hello, Agent Jack Tavole. I'm Heidi Lange, director of operations for the Special Projects Office of NCIS. I heard that you were unfortunately injured not long ago. I'd like to know if this will affect your future. Work."
"Uh" Hearing this slightly older female voice, the image of a skinny little old lady instantly appeared in front of Jack's eyes, and he shuddered involuntarily.
"Hello, Director Heidi Lange, I'm honored to receive your concern. I'm fine. I'm almost healed."
He did not expect that he had not yet dealt with the famous NCIS (Naval Criminal Investigative Service), but the first person he came into contact with was OSP, a special department affiliated with NCIS.
In Jack's previous life, there was a spin-off of NCIS called NCIS: Los Angeles, which at first glance seemed to be a local NCIS office in Los Angeles.
But in fact, just as the other party reported on the phone just now, the full name of this special department of NCIS headquartered in Los Angeles is the Office of Special Projects (OSP), which together is NCIS-OSP.
OSP is responsible for some cases involving special secrets within the Navy. In terms of confidentiality level, it may even be higher than ordinary NCIS agents.
Of course, this is not the reason why Jack is so respectful. After all, generally speaking, the FBI and NCIS are two departments that are completely unrelated to each other.
NCIS is affiliated with the Pentagon and is responsible for investigating any crime that has a trace of evidence of being related to Navy and Marine Corps personnel.
Perhaps in some special cases, the two sides will have some exchanges, but the division of labor will only be based on the actual situation of the case at the time. Case A may be dominated by NCIS, and Case B may be dominated by the FBI. There is no meaningful superior-subordinate relationship.
The real reason why Jack is so anxious now is the Heidi Lange on the other side of the phone. In the original play, this little old lady is a mysterious figure with extremely high prestige, and even the Secretary of the Navy has to treat her with respect.
According to seniority and age, she and old CIA Joe Mason were active in the same era. In terms of seniority alone, she may be older than the big bald Frank. She is a legendary spy who really survived the Cold War.
Although Jack has never seen this legendary grandmother in this world, he knows that she is one of the few old friends of Joe Mason who is still alive in this world and still keeps in touch with him.
Just based on this point, it is not too serious for him to be serious at this time.
Heidi Lange on the other end of the phone didn't seem surprised that Jack seemed to know her, and even let out a few hoarse and strange laughs.
"You're a little too nervous, young man. I've heard about your deeds, and I really hope I can have another agent as good as you, but little Rossi seems to be keeping a close eye on you."
Well, from this sentence, Jack can at least be sure that this old lady should not be a "little XX" of his teacher.