The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

"The FBI just lost two of its best agents over the past several years. Maggie Bell and Omar Zidan were honored and respected members of our family, both for us and by them. Their passing is a devastating loss for all the citizens they served.

All agents in our New York office will be canceling their vacations until those killers are brought to trial."

In front of countless microphones and cameras, Dana Moger looked serious and gave a briefing that lasted more than ten minutes in a heavy tone to a group of media reporters.

She reviewed the unfortunate bombing case yesterday afternoon, expressed her condolences for the deceased who were killed in this case, expressed condolences to the family of the deceased, and then briefly introduced the two detectives who unfortunately gave their lives while protecting citizens. Member's life.

"Excuse me, do you have any suspects now?" A female reporter raised her hand and asked.

"Yes, regarding the specific progress of the case, senior detective Jack Tavole, who is in charge of the case, will answer your questions." Dana Moger stepped aside and tilted her head to signal Jack, who had been standing behind her, to come forward.

Although this was just a simple temporary press conference, the layout was quite simple. There were no tables or chairs. Everyone in the small conference room was standing, and more than 20 reporters from various media and TV stations were gathered together. , surrounding a small podium.

But this is the first time Jack has officially faced the news media in his two lives. He is definitely lying if he says he is not nervous. Under the constant flashing lights and facing the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, no matter how strong his psychological quality is, he cannot help but feel nervous. Somewhat frightened.

Squeezing the thin folder in his hand, he felt a little dumbfounded. The Public Affairs Office listed a series of reporters' questions that he might encounter, and 99% of the answers were, "No comment or something related to this case." Nothing to do.

Jack's appearance caused some minor commotion, and the reporters seemed very surprised. They had been speculating on the identity of this young man who looked too tender-faced.

Judging from his image and temperament, most people think that this may be a new rookie agent from the Office of Public Affairs, and he will most likely be the new spokesperson of the FBI's New York office.

Several younger female reporters had taken out their small mirrors to touch up their makeup secretly, hoping to leave a good impression on the newcomer. If they could establish a good relationship with such a handsome guy, they might be able to get An exclusive channel, just in case we can go further.

Of course, a few male reporters were quite disapproving. This young man looked handsome, but his face was unshaven. Although the suit and shirt he wore did not look cheap, they were wrinkled and stained in many places. It came across very unprofessional.

As a result, upon hearing the introduction of Dana Moger, who turned out to be a senior agent and the person in charge of the current major case, everyone became excited. The originally low-pitched discussion suddenly became louder and they were scrambling to be the first. want to ask questions.

A beautiful female reporter tried her best to squeeze through the crowd of reporters. Before speaking, she did not forget to tug on her expensive professional suit to reveal her career line more clearly. "I can first ask the age of Senior Agent Jack Tavole." Yeah, you look really young."

The reporters around her laughed in low voices. Jack was a little numb. Why was the first question not in the prompt? There are obviously so many listed above.

Trying to recall the press conferences of the Siris diplomatic team that he had seen on video in his previous life, Jack cleared his throat and replied, "25 years old, I hope you can ask questions around the theme of this press conference. There will be more later. I will refuse to answer similar questions."

The eyes of the reporters present lit up. The 25-year-old senior FBI agent was quite rare if not unique. Everyone wrote the name Jack Tavole in their shorthand notebooks and planned to go back. Then take a closer look at this person’s resume.

The next person called was a male reporter. This one was much more professional and did not waste his opportunity to ask questions. "When the bombing occurred yesterday, did the two FBI victims who were killed happen to be at the scene, or were they informed in advance?" Got some news?"

"From the clues we know so far, we have found no possibility of deliberately targeting FBI agents. The two heroic agents happened to be performing other tasks nearby at the time.

After receiving the alarm, they rushed to the scene as quickly as possible and tried to help evacuate the civilians in the apartment. I saw this with my own eyes! No one expected a second explosion, and they faithfully fulfilled the oath they swore when they joined the FBI. "

Jack did not answer the question directly, but introduced the actual situation at the time by explaining the facts to avoid being deliberately misinterpreted. This was all learned from watching the video.

The amount of information he said was quite large, and someone immediately asked, "So were you there at the time?"

Jack hesitated for a moment and nodded, and there was a burst of discussion again.

A well-informed reporter immediately asked, "Agent Tavole, I interviewed 26th Fire Brigade Captain Owen Strand this morning. He said that an FBI agent rescued him and another person before the apartment collapsed. Civilian, is that agent you?"

This question was completely beyond the plan prepared by the public office. Jack subconsciously glanced at Dana Moger next to him, who nodded slightly without revealing any trace.

"Yes, Captain Owen Strand is a hero. He and his teammates were trying to save other people's lives from beginning to end. I just happened to be in the right place."

Jack paused, feeling that the reporters' questions were a little off track, getting further and further away from the purpose that Dana Moger had discussed with him, so he quickly emphasized it again.

"Please focus your questions on the theme of this press conference, otherwise I will refuse to answer any subsequent questions."

Finally, a reporter asked the key question, "Is the other car bombing in front of the Mexie Club last night and the unexploded bomb at the Clinton Community Sports Center this morning all done by the same group?"

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, we have sufficient evidence, and it is only a matter of time before we catch all the suspects."

Before he finished speaking, Dana Moger took a step forward and interrupted other reporters who were trying to continue asking questions. "This is the only information that can be revealed at the moment. Thank you very much."

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"I just said it's not difficult. You performed very well." In the office, Dana Moge smiled and looked at Jack who had taken off his tie and looked a little embarrassed.

This guy behaved quite calmly and calmly at the press conference, but when he returned to the office, he was emitting white smoke like a freshly baked turkey.

"Sorry, I think I'm really not suitable to deal with this kind of scene. This is more exciting than shooting with a group of armed men."

Jack took the water poured by the female leader himself and drank it all in one gulp. He couldn't help but feel frightened when he thought that he might appear in such occasions frequently in the future.

"Young people, you will get used to it after a few more experiences." A familiar voice came from the door, and Ray King, the director of the IRS (Internal Revenue Service) whom he had not seen for a long time, unexpectedly appeared there.