In Los Angeles, Irving returns to the Purple Forest Road community.
You can see the remains of the house from a distance. The house has been completely destroyed. There are traces of explosions and firefights everywhere. Not a single glass is intact, the walls are damaged in many places, and there are large holes blasted by rocket launchers on the second floor.
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Owen felt a little uncomfortable looking at his old house. This was the place where he grew up. But the neighbors in the past, when they saw Owen, it was like seeing a ghost. Not to mention coming up to say hello, they all
Stay away from it.
Owen didn't mind either, since it was unlikely that they would meet again in the future anyway. He knew that what happened that day must have frightened them. Gunfights are common in the United States, but not on that scale.
To ordinary people, it was already considered a small war, no matter in terms of weapons, death toll or degree of destruction.
"Owen?"
An uncertain voice came from the side.
Owen turned around and saw Fei Long and his wife Rose.
"It's really you..."
Feilong saw it was Owen and walked over. He saw Owen's eyes and looked at the wreckage of the house. "I'm sorry. I hope you're insured..."
The corners of Owen's lips curled up. This was the first neighbor he had spoken to today. At least the Feilong family didn't avoid him like the plague. And speaking of insurance, luckily his house was actually insured, otherwise
The losses would be huge.
"The police have already arrived. They said your family is being sought for revenge..."
Feilong looked at Owen, who nodded. The police would definitely not tell the truth.
"Yes, you know, because of my profession, I was a policeman at first and then a CTU. I have made many enemies. I'm sorry to cause you any trouble. I will move out soon. This house..."
Owen looked at the ruined house and sighed in his heart. Even if the insurance company paid the compensation, he couldn't continue to live here. The location of this place has been exposed. Neither the mother nor Monica can continue to live here.
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"Oh, okay, actually you don't have to..."
Feilong probably wanted to say that there was no need for you to move, but then he realized that moving away was the best solution for both parties.
If he continues to live here, not only the Owen family will be unsafe, but their neighbors will also not be safe.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Okay, I'm leaving..."
Owen patted Fei Long on the shoulder, nodded to Rose, and turned to leave.
"You are a hero, I know about you, Zhongchen Building and so on, and thank you for everything you have done for me..."
Suddenly, a childish voice came from behind, it was Feilong's stepson, the young man named Martin.
He had always been a little shy to speak before, but now that Irving was about to leave, he couldn't help shouting at Irving's back.
Owen turned around and saw the little guy's eyes shining brightly. Owen knew very well what he was thinking. This age is the time to worship heroes. Owen beat the gangster that day and shocked the young people in society who were called by the gangster. The little guy must be right.
He has some admiration.
Owen waved his hand and turned around to leave. A few steps later, Fei Long's voice came again.
"Owen, my friend's orchard will be ripe in two days. Can I invite you to pick it together?"
"I also want Monica to try my Chinese food..."
The voice of the rose also sounded at the same time.
Owen turned around again and saw Fei Long and his wife Rose looking at him with smiles on their faces. Their intention was very obvious, that is to express an attitude that they didn't mind danger or anything like that, and they were willing to continue to be friends with Owen.
Owen smiled, this family is full of interesting people...
"Of course, I'm happy to. Give me a call when the time comes. If I'm still in Los Angeles, I will definitely participate. As for my sister-in-law's Chinese delicacies, Monica will definitely like it. When she comes back, I will introduce you to her..."
Owen is really gone this time, but his mood is much better. He has experienced too much life and death, and he actually doesn’t care that much about the attitudes of the people around him. It is too difficult to get into his heart, but once he
To become a friend he recognizes, Owen will give everything for him. This is also a common problem for people like them who often wander between life and death.
Feilong's family is a little different from ordinary people. They are enthusiastic, not philistine, and have a bit of oriental righteousness. Owen has a good impression of them.
…
In a motel in Los Angeles, Irving was lying alone on the bed bored, a tennis ball kept bouncing on the floor, wall and in his hands.
There was a knock on the door.
"The door is not closed..."
Owen shouted, the door was opened from the outside, and Jenny came in.
"Is there no progress there yet?"
Jenny asked standing at the door, Owen shook his head.
Jenny has been a little distracted these days. She will worry about Bill's revenge until Bill dies. Unfortunately, the second coordinate reported by Nikita is not in the United States. The FBI can't reach out, so things can only be done layer by layer.
When it is reported, no one knows how it will be handled.
Jenny was about to leave when Owen's phone rang suddenly. Jenny stopped because she had a hunch that the call was related to this matter.
Owen looked at the caller ID and answered the call without avoiding her.
"Now? Okay, she is with me now, we will be there soon..."
After talking for a while, Irving hung up the phone.
"Let's go to the FBI."
Owen picked up his coat and called Jenny out.
The two took a taxi and quickly arrived at the FBI's office in Los Angeles. After the security guard downstairs called to confirm, the two were let go. They chatted seemingly casually along the way.
"How much do you know about Bill?"
Owen asked.
Jenny thought for a moment: "Not too much, I just know that he is the founder of Angel, and he was a killer before, and he has military experience..."
"What about Percy? Do you know him?"
Jenny shook her head in confusion, she was pretty sure she had never heard of this name.
"Why do you ask?"
This time it was Jenny's turn. Owen shook his head: "I don't know how specific it is. It's just that Jack mentioned this name on the phone just now..."
The two soon came to a huge glass hall, where they could see a bunch of people busy, and Jack seemed to be in a meeting.
Seeing the two Owens outside, he snapped his fingers and told them to go over.
Owen pushed the door open and entered. In addition to Jack, there were several men and women of different ages in the room.
"This is Owen and Jenny. They are the parties involved in this incident. I believe you have all seen the background information. This is a criminal behavior analysis team sent by the BAU to help us solve this case..."
Irving nodded to several people in the BAU. Of course he knew what the BAU was. BAU is the abbreviation of Behavioral Analysis Unit, which is a department under the FBI and is also part of the National Center for Violent Crime Analysis.
Legend has it that the people in this department are all elites. They are proficient in psychology and can infer the suspect's life experience, habits, height, characteristics, etc. through clues, thereby narrowing the scope of screening by the police or the FBI. Many serial murder cases of the FBI
They have their shadow behind every investigation. In short, this department sounds amazing.
Owen knew about the BAU because the CTU regularly invited BAU profilers to counsel them. Sometimes when the case reached a stalemate, the CTU would ask people from the BAU to help find clues.
It is indeed not groundless.
These people have great abilities. Unlike fighting and killing, their abilities are soft. They can analyze a lot of indistinguishable things from a person's habits, even the frequency of walking and other trivial things.