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Chapter 161 The soft-boiled man who specializes in defrauding elderly women-Jack Tavole

"Fraud, that's a pretty good idea."

Jack muttered while tapping the phone screen to send the message to Justin, then locked the phone and handed it to the black detective.

"Put me in the fingerprints behind that suspect, and you'll see a wanted poster."

Finley's heart moved slightly when he heard this, but his face was calm. He took the phone and put it into his pocket. Jack handed him another car key.

"I drove the old JEEP SUV in the parking lot. My gun is in the glove box. Please keep it for me."

"Anything else?" Finlay asked.

Jack put his hands in front of him, indicating that there was no need to backhand. Finley rolled his eyes, walked back to him, and put handcuffs on him. At this time, the two police cars just drove into the police station parking lot.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Finlay escorted him towards the police station and asked as he walked.

"Jack Tavole, just call me Jack."

Jack directly used his real name. Justin had already hacked into the police station computer and was probably making up a fake file for him at this time. Anyone who logs into the police system through the computer here and inquires about his identity information will be fake, including the entry fingerprint.

He deliberately slowed down and watched as the two small town policemen escorted the big guy into the police station as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and then followed him.

"Go in quickly, you asshole."

The bald old policeman holding a shotgun gave him a hard push. After entering the door, he stood still. Reacher, who was looking at the layout of the police station, did not move at all. He slowly turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly. A young policeman took two steps back in fright, his hand already on the gun on his waist.

Jack, who was blocked by them from the door, raised his hands that had to be raised at the same time because he was handcuffed, smiled and waved to him as a greeting.

"Sir, please come here and I will register you. Of course, this is not a request, this is an order, but unless you do not cooperate, I will not use violence against you."

The delicate-looking female police officer from before interrupted the stalemate among the people present with her sweet voice.

Jack outside the door looked back at Finlay after hearing this, and chuckled softly, "It seems that your police station is not very united."

The implication of the female police officer was that the bald old policeman's behavior was wrong, which could be regarded as comforting Reacher's emotions.

Finlay shrugged and whispered in the same low voice, "This is not my police station. I'm just a detective. Besides, I've only been here a few months."

On the other side, Lei Che had already cooperated and walked up to the female police officer. The female police officer thanked her and asked.

"I'll enter the information for you now. What's your name?"

Before Reacher could speak, the bald old policeman took out a passport and threw it over.

"The gorilla won't talk, but he has a passport on him, Jack Reacher, no middle name."

"Why use plastic ties?" The female police officer looked at Reacher's tied hands.

"The handcuffs are too small for him." The young policeman swallowed and replied.

At this time, the police station door was pushed open again, and Jack was handcuffed and escorted in by Finlay. Several police officers, especially the female police officer, looked at the two of them in surprise, not knowing that they were cousins ​​when they went out just now. They recognized each other, but they were handcuffed in the blink of an eye.

Finley sighed, "Don't worry about us, you can continue first."

At this time, the fat police chief came over, picked up Reacher's passport and looked through it, "This is a new passport. Are you planning to go abroad soon?"

He looked as if he believed that the other party was planning a murder and was planning to abscond in fear of the crime.

While the female police officer was fingerprinting Reacher, the bald old policeman threw other things found on Reacher on the front desk, including a travel toothbrush, more than 200 yuan in cash, and a French World War II medal.

"Who would run around with these things? Do you have friends in town? A girlfriend?" Seeing that Lei Che still didn't speak, the fat director was a little annoyed.

"What the hell are you doing in our town? Don't you want to tell me? Maybe putting you in a holding cell will make you change your mind?"

Fenley, who was really looking forward to it, suppressed his anger and asked, "How are you going to make him change his mind?"

"Explain to him his constitutional rights under the Fifth and Fourteenth Amendments and then expect him to voluntarily give up those rights?"

The fat director nodded with some confusion, "Yes."

Jack almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. The quality of the police in this small town was really worrying. Reacher didn't speak the entire time after being arrested. This was precisely the use of the 'due process' included in the two constitutional amendments mentioned by Finlay. Terms'.

In layman’s terms, it means ‘I have the right to remain silent’. As long as they do not do anything that violates the police’s instructions, the police cannot use that extremely powerful ‘discretionary power’.

Don't look at the nervous look of the two small town policemen, one old and one young, who were definitely frightened by the big guy's physique. Jack bets that when they rushed into the restaurant just now to make an arrest, Although Lei Che said nothing, he must have raised his hands honestly and fully cooperated.

Therefore, in Finlay's view, the suspect named Reacher is either a habitual criminal who is proficient in law enforcement procedures, or a fellow criminal.

"Leave it to me. Take him to the conference room. I'll go there after I finish dealing with this guy."

After hearing Finlay's order, the two small town policemen escorted Reacher and turned around to leave. Even if Jack didn't use his extraordinary perception, he could hear the two words whispered by the bald old policeman through his teeth. This was also It means that everyone present actually heard it.

"Boston Cousin"

Jack turned his head and glanced at the photos of the police officers hanging on the wall of the police station. The small town police station had a chief, a detective and three police officers. They were all here. There were only five people in total, and they seemed to be divided into three or four. A faction, interesting.

When the fat director saw Finley taking over the initiative, he turned around and returned to his office.

"What's going on with this guy?"

The female police officer looked at Jack, who came to acknowledge his family a moment ago, but was now handcuffed.

"Record his identity first. This guy should have a wanted warrant on his body." Finlay was unsure and spoke a little vaguely.

Jack began to show off his acting skills, pressing his fingerprints on the electronic fingerprint collector while winking at the female police officer.

"This cousin of mine is a selfless man."

The search for data seemed to take some time. The female police officer opened a file on the computer and read: "The birthplace of Jack Tavole at the age of 22. Bah bah la is suspected of financial fraud."

"Are you a soft-boiled man who specializes in defrauding older women?"

The female police officer was so surprised that she widened her beautiful eyes without eyeliner but still moving. She seemed a little unbelievable. With such a handsome man, wouldn't it be bad to just find some rich woman to cheat her money and sex? Why target an elderly woman in her sixties or seventies? Does this guy have any special hobbies?

Jack's eyes widened in surprise as well. This guy Justin actually used public money for personal gain. She must be taking revenge on herself because of Chris' accidental injury.