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

"He courted you, right?" Jack's tone turned cold, and his hand on Mr. Shagas' shoulder did not move at all.

"Yes, but he doesn't even know what I look like. He said that according to tradition, he can't see my face before proposing to me." Tara's words seemed to be clarifying for the other party, and there was even a little hope in her eyes.

Jack was unable to complain. Although he was a single-parent family, Mr. Shagas's education of his daughter was obviously a failure.

"You knew Caroline was going with him, so he probably courted her too, right?"

Tara said matter-of-factly, "Of course, their laws allow them to marry several wives at the same time, and we are all aware of this."

Jack held back a mouthful of old blood in his chest, almost causing internal injuries.

"Then he should have sent you photos, right?" He waved his hand nonchalantly, it was just a matter of getting the information, and the three views were not that important.

Tara took out her cell phone and pulled out a photo. It showed a handsome Middle Eastern guy with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a beard. He was somewhat similar to the prince of Qatar who made countless mentally retarded women sit on the ground and ovulate in his previous life on the Chinese Internet.

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“I simply can’t believe that just such a photo, which can be found by just typing a few words on the Internet, makes these girls kill innocent people without hesitation, and in the end they foolishly believe that they will be taken abroad. Enjoy a life of being 'respected' by others?"

Hannah just used her mobile phone to open the search engine. She only used the two keywords "sexy" and "Ais" and found an identical photo of a handsome guy. He seemed to be some kind of French male model. Obviously, this guy couldn't be It's the "Greenbird".

"It's like screening under big data. No matter how clumsy a lie is, there will always be people who are willing to believe it. What's more, they may have a dozen sets of corresponding words to target different types of women."

Jack shrugged. At this time, the two of them and Mr. Shagas were standing on the lawn outside the house, waiting for FBI colleagues to come to pick them up.

The father and daughter need to be placed in temporary protective custody to prevent the mastermind behind the incident from discovering the clues, so as to ensure the safety of follow-up operations.

"I never realized that my daughter had become so strange to me. I thought she was just a rebellious adolescent." Mr. Shagas looked sad and said similar words to Caroline's mother.

Jack explained, “This is a similar scheme to telecommunications fraud, except that this method is more likely to attract those who are willing to take the bait, but the effect is also better.

Via the viral private website 'Dark Jihad', it's irresistible candy for the most rebellious and curious teenagers out there.

It seems to be just an anonymous chat room, but the background has been collecting the speeches of these teenagers, and then using different words to target their inner needs, and ultimately achieving the purpose of brainwashing.

Those bastards will artificially create an information cocoon, telling them that the information outside is all lies, and only their side is sincere and true. "

Hannah's expression was hard to describe, "I always feel like the days of my teenage years are still in front of me, but when I see these girls, I feel..."

"You're a lot older, aren't you?" Jack also looked sad, thanking the heavy workload of exam-oriented education for allowing him, who was full of secondary thoughts, to nip everything in the bud.

Soon a Saber stopped in front of the door, and two agents put the Shagas father and daughter into the car. Jack and Hannah followed behind in the car, escorting them all the way to the federal building, and then settled the two in a in a conference room.

Although they failed to directly dig out the mastermind this time, they still gained something. The true identity of the "Greenbird" is not yet known, but they got Tara's account password.

The "Dark Jihad" website is just an entrance to a chat room. As Jubal said before, no matter how clever the geeks in the IT logistics office are, they cannot find a certain person from thousands of login IPs without sufficient intelligence. a specific contact person.

Although the FBI had previously known that "Greenbird" contacted these girls individually through a special chat software, and the otakus found this software on Caroline's computer, they did not find the account number and password. Caroline's mother Obviously not available.

Now that she has Tara's account password, it's time to contact the "Greenbird."

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An hour later, inside the combat center.

"As Jack said, they do have a mature set of words. At least it is enough to deceive these inexperienced underage girls. As a father of two children, it is really chilling to see this."

Jubal said with emotion that he had been looking up at the content displayed on the big screen. These were the chat records between Tara and the "Greenbird".

"Are you sure? Imitate Tara's tone and talk to that guy?" Jack asked Alexis, who was standing next to him. This was the foreign aid he specially invited.

There was no way that everyone present, including the otakus in the IT logistics office, could not imitate the online chatting style of an underage girl. The various weird abbreviations and emoticons were no less difficult than what he had seen in his previous life. non-mainstream Martian literature.

The problem is that now the FBI does not dare to let Tara establish contact with the other party. Even if the keyboard will not be placed in her hand, God knows whether this obsessed girl has agreed on any code words with the other party to send a warning to the other party.

So after consulting Dana Moger, Jack found off-site assistance - Alexis, and her guardian Rick Cassel.

"It's not a big problem. Although for that Tara, the other person is a person, but if, as you guys said, that guy is actually fooling many girls at the same time, then he won't be able to notice any difference."

Alexis looked very confident, and her little adult look was in sharp contrast to the silly dad next to her who kept looking around since she entered the door.

"Find a way to find out how he arranged for the girl to be poisoned. It would be best to lure him to show up." Dana Moger, who had been standing behind everyone, said.

"So what should I say first?" Alexis asked.

"Try to use Caroline's death as an excuse to question him, but the tone should not be too strong. Tara has almost been completely brainwashed. The other party should not give up such a valuable tool, so he will definitely be unable to hold back."

Jack replied that he had gone through it countless times in his mind and felt that going straight to the point was the best way.

"OK." Alexis edited a message on her mobile phone and showed it to the analyst who was inputting it.

The latter frowned and completed the copying work with difficulty. Looking at a large paragraph displayed on the screen, everyone including Rick Cassel also frowned.

Although everyone can barely understand it, and it unexpectedly matches the way of speaking shown in the previous chat records, one can't help but feel that these teenagers are wasting their creativity in grammar and vocabulary.

"Send it." Dana Moge smiled and handed over a cup of coffee, patting Alexis' head as a compliment.

"OK, let's wait for this guy's reply." Jubal high-fived himself excitedly, and then handed over a piece of information.

“This is intelligence just sent by our friends at the NSA (National Security Agency). They tracked the ID you mentioned selling TTX on the dark web.

Although the whereabouts of the other party could not be found, by tracking the account of the virtual currency transaction, he was linked to a terrorist named Khalid Burram. "

Jack took the information and looked through it with Hannah.

"Khalid Burram is a chemical weapons expert. The CIA has been tracking him for a long time, but has never been able to catch him."

Dana Moger seemed to be very familiar with this person and introduced him from the side.

“He has planned many attacks and acted very cautiously and well-planned. This poisoning case is very similar to his style, but if it is really him, then a small Korean food shop will definitely not satisfy his appetite. "

"Isn't there a clearer photo?" Jack asked, pointing to the photo in the file that only showed half of his face.

"This is the only photo. As I said, he acts very cautiously and rarely appears in public." Dana Moger also looked helpless.

"The other party has replied!" an analyst said loudly, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the big screen.

A line of reply appeared in the dialog box, "Her death was an accident, but this is the most sacred way of martyrdom. What we should do is pray for her together."