RNP Chapter 805 Please Help Me
Chapter 805 Please Help Me
Chapter 805 Please Help Me
Steven didn't talk too much with Jimmy. He just drank a cup of American coffee to refresh himself and then got up and left. Drinking coffee so late at night meant that he had decided to work overtime at night. It didn't matter how Steven and his team got Tyrus's name. Obviously, they prepared something after the DEA took the man away. I just don't know how they wrote the report.
Jimmy rested for a night and went to Hank's house again the next morning. This time he was lucky, Hank and Mary were there, and there was also a black man who was encouraging Hank to keep walking, while Hank was moving forward little by little with the help of a walking frame.
"Hey Hank, very good, it looks like you're getting well soon."
Jimmy handed the flowers in his hand to Mary who opened the door, and walked past him to Hank. Hank was very tired and sweaty. He showed an ugly smile on his face, "I'll lend you my good wishes."
The black man seemed to be a physiotherapist. He encouraged her, "There are only a few meters left. Hang on, just hold on a little longer."
Hank nodded and continued to move forward bit by bit, his arms shaking and extremely difficult.
This physical therapy program is really painful, but it is undeniably effective. Hank couldn't stand up at all before, but now he can barely stand with the support of his hands, which is already very good.
Finally, Hank finished today's physical therapy. The physical therapist helped him sit back on the bed, checked his body to make sure there was nothing wrong, and then said goodbye and left. Mary was full of hope when she saw Hank's recovery. She even made an excessive request that the physical therapist serve her at home all day. Of course, the physical therapist would never agree to it. After seeing him off, Jimmy came to Hank's bedroom.
"How do you feel? Do your legs have strength now?"
Hank shrugged, "It's just a little better. It will probably take at least a few months before I can walk normally."
Jimmy smiled and patted Hank's leg. "As long as there is hope, it's worth it no matter how tired you are. By the way, I have good news to tell you. There must be something wrong with that Jesse Pinkman. Steven has continued to investigate."
Hank looked at Jimmy with wide eyes, and the wrinkles on his forehead became more obvious. "What's wrong? Who is he investigating?"
Jimmy: "Jesse Pinkman is the guy you beat up. Sorry, Steven asked me to help look at the data and analyze it. If your ambush was a conspiracy, then the reason for your suspension, Jesse, should be the most important part of the conspiracy. So we went to monitor him yesterday and found some clues. I guess Steven is still monitoring him there now."
Hank paused, and after a moment he said, "I need to make a call, give me a moment."
Jimmy nodded, got up and left the bedroom, went to the living room and chatted with Mary for a while before he heard Hank calling his name. He returned to the bedroom again and Hank said, "Thank you, Jimmy."
Jimmy spread his hands: "It's just a small effort, the hard work is still Steven."
Hank: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, wait a little longer. Steven will be here soon."
Jimmy nodded: "I have a flight this afternoon, so I still have plenty of time."
Hank raised his hand to stop Jimmy and shouted, "Mary, Mary! Jimmy and Gomez will be here for lunch at noon. Please get ready."
"OK!" Mary replied from far away in the living room, "I need to go out for a while."
Hank shrugged at Jimmy, "Don't mind if I decide for you. Mary's cooking is OK."
Jimmy smiled and said, "Of course."
Hank: "Now, tell me about your actions yesterday so I can understand what happened."
Jimmy didn't exaggerate. He recounted how they first arrived near Jesse's house and found someone watching them, then attacked them, and then someone stole a bag of money from Jesse's room, and then they were kidnapped. In any case, just looking at what happened yesterday, it can be judged that a powerful force is watching Jesse, or protecting him.
After explaining his own inference and the clue that the arrested people were all black, Hank couldn't help but smile and shook his head: "No, it's not what you think. The gangs in Albuquerque are not limited to race. In fact, there are many white and black people in the Mexican gangs, but they may not be high-ranking.
Oh, especially street drug dealers, they are all kinds of people, but there are very few Chinese, there are too few Chinese in our city."
Jimmy: "Well, maybe it's different here than in New York. But no matter what, the people you're going to face this time are far beyond your imagination."
The two chatted for a while, and Jimmy got up to help Hank get some water. After waiting for a long time, Steven still didn't come. Hank shrugged, picked up the phone and called Steven again. However, after the call was connected, he just called Steven and raised his voice, "What did you say?"
He turned to look at Jimmy: "Wait. Jimmy, Gomez was shot and is in the hospital for emergency treatment."
Jimmy immediately sat up straight, "Turn on the speaker. What happened?"
The voice on the other end of the phone came, "We found someone sneaking behind Jesse's house. Gomez went to check the situation, but the other party opened fire. We rushed over to chase him, but the other party ran too fast. Gomez was shot twice and hit his head on the wall. He has been sent to the hospital."
Hank: "I understand. Give me the address of the hospital."
After hanging up the phone, Hank looked at Jimmy and said, "Jimmy, go check on Gomez for me."
Jimmy nodded. "Of course. Apologize to Mary for me. I guess we won't be able to have lunch here today."
At the hospital, Jimmy and a DEA agent were waiting outside Gomez's ward. It was Agent Mike who had just answered the phone. The scene was left to another agent, and the bureau was notified to cordon off the scene.
Jimmy asked about the situation at that time. Steven was staking out here last night, but he was with two other agents. The three of them took turns staking out and rested in the car. They didn't see anyone entering or leaving the house. In the morning, a delivery man delivered a few pizzas. They have confirmed that the man is not a problem, and the restaurant has also confirmed that the order address is there.
Before the shooting, they saw a man climbing over the wall of Jesse's neighbor's house, then climbing over Jesse's fence and entering his house. Gomez got out of the car to check, but the other party may have discovered him in advance, so he fired a shot at Gomez's position and then ran away.
Mike also chased after hearing the gunshots. Gomez was not shot just now, but the person who climbed over the wall behind the house was too fast. After climbing over several houses, he took advantage of Gomez and his friends just climbing over a fence and opened fire again. Gomez was shot so unlucky. Unfortunately, when he dodged to the side, he tripped and hit his head on the wall and fainted.
He was just an unlucky guy. Jimmy was really helpless. "Didn't you check Jesse's house? Is he no longer in there?"
Mike shook his head. "I don't know much about this case. I just cooperated with Gomez to keep an eye on him for a few days..."
Jimmy looked at Steven Gomez in the ward. This guy did not synchronize the case investigation with others. It was obvious that he did not want to expand this private investigation to avoid exposing the information. However, he did not expect that he would be the first one to be unlucky.
Jimmy was almost certain that the other party's intention was definitely not to enter through the back door and kill Jesse, otherwise he would not have done it in the daytime when Gomez was chasing him. No matter how you look at it, he should have gone in to report the news or to look for someone. If Mike and the others could check immediately after the incident, they might be able to confirm a lot of things. Now that such a long time has passed, it is probably hopeless.
After checking the time, Jimmy had no choice but to call and cancel his afternoon flight. Losing some money was better than leaving before Gomez woke up.
Jimmy turned his head and looked at Mike: "Arrange people to seal off Jesse Pinkman's house. Don't let anyone inside escape. Stop them all. A gunfight in his backyard is enough reason."
Mike frowned and looked at Jimmy. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Maybe this needs to be arranged by the bureau."
Jimmy sighed. It was a pity that this was the DEA. If it was the FBI, even if it was someone from the Albuquerque office, he would have a way to put pressure on them to follow his plan first and worry about the follow-up later.
It was not until the afternoon that Gomez finally woke up. The nurse called a doctor to check him before allowing Jimmy and the others to go in.
Gomez looked very weak, and with his untidy beard, he looked even worse. Jimmy came up to him and said, "Luckily, the bullet in your abdomen didn't kill you, Steven. When you're discharged from the hospital, go to church and pray."
Gomez: "Jimmy, wait. Mike, how are you guys doing? Did you catch it?"
Mike shook his head. "No, he ran away. I asked, and the surveillance camera at the intersection is broken. It hasn't been replaced in a long time."
Gomez took a deep breath, his face twitched, and then he sighed: "It still failed."
Jimmy: "It's good to be alive, Steven. It's really too dangerous. They are very powerful and powerful. You two or three people can't handle it. Listen to me and give up... Maybe you can wait until you get better and investigate with Hank and the people in the bureau."
Gomez closed his eyes and held his breath. His face gradually turned red. "Huh", he finally exhaled. He looked at Jimmy with bloodshot eyes. "Jimmy, please, please help me...."
Jimmy sighed, "I just took a few days off to visit Hank, and I'll be back to work soon..."
Gomez interrupted Jimmy, "Please! Jimmy! Only you can solve it! I can only trust you... revenge!"
Jimmy just stood there looking at the weak Gomez in front of him. He looked at Jimmy with red eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for Jimmy's decision.
He knew some of the things Jimmy had done in Albuquerque, including some things he had done in Mexico. If Jimmy was given a reason, a suitable reason, he could bite off a piece of flesh from even the devil in hell. He could do things that he himself could not do...
Jimmy finally nodded. He looked at Mike who was standing next to him without saying a word, and then looked at Gomez again: "I need a formal transfer order."
Gomez nodded. "Thank you, thank you, Jimmy. I can do it. I can definitely do it. Trust me."
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Jimmy returned to the hotel and received a call from Ruiz that evening: "Jimmy, are you in Albuquerque?"
Jimmy: "Yeah, my friend Hank Snyder was ambushed by Mexican gangsters and nearly died, so I came to see him."
Ruiz: "So you're going to take this case? Do you know what you're doing?"
Jimmy sighed, "I only have two friends here. Hank Schneider was ambushed and nearly died. Now his lower body is almost paralyzed. His partner Steven Gomez was shot while investigating this case for him. He is seriously injured and is now lying in the hospital... I don't want to... and I can't just go back like this."
Ruiz stopped talking. He didn't expect that Jimmy's friend was so seriously injured. This was not good news for Jimmy.
I was really confused when I received a call from the DEA Albuquerque agent supervisor tonight. After briefly introducing himself, the other party said that he wanted to second Jimmy to help investigate a case, and that he had already obtained Jimmy's permission, so he called Ruiz to say hello first. If he agreed, he would go through the process to apply for cross-departmental joint investigation.
Ruiz did not agree directly on the phone, but said that he needed to understand the situation and then reply to the other party.
After closing his phone and putting it on the table, Ruiz stood up, took out an ice box from the small refrigerator, put ice cubes in the cup, poured wine in it, and then sat in a chair, drinking and thinking about this matter.
In the past year, Jimmy had not handled any cases in the support group except for one case he investigated at the headquarters. He was very honest and did not cause any trouble or seek attention. He punched in and out on time most of the time, showed up in front of others to make his presence felt, and was completely immersed in his wife and children. Unexpectedly, he just said he was going to Little Rock, and suddenly appeared in Albuquerque again.
Calculating the time, he has rested long enough. It seems that it would be a good idea to cooperate with others outside to solve some cases, so that he can get familiar with the rhythm of investigating cases, so that he won't be too unfamiliar with the work when he comes back to start working.
After Jimmy finished speaking, he waited for Ruiz, but there was no other sound except for the slight breathing. After a while, Ruiz finally spoke: "I understand, then you stay there for a while, and come back early when you finish."
Jimmy: "Thank you, Ruiz. Sorry, this happened suddenly and I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Ruiz: "Yeah, I got it. Bye."
Jimmy hung up the phone with Ruiz and then called Nia. He had originally planned to go home to be with his wife and children, but now he would probably be delayed for a long time.
But times have changed, and after calling to make sure Liam was awake, he opened his laptop and had a video chat with Nia and Liam. Seeing them was much better than just hearing their voices.
(End of this chapter)