The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 1454 The Meaning of Words

There was a knock on the door. As the office door opened, Aubrey's face, which was full of gloating, appeared. "Jack, there are two reporters from the New York Times who want to see you. They are both beautiful!"

"Two?" Jack showed a puzzled expression. He seemed to only know one reporter from The New York Times. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. No, he did know two.

"Jack!" As soon as he saw someone stepping into the reception room, Taylor rushed over like a gust of wind and directly hit the person with the ball.

Jack gently pushed with his heel, blocking out the many gossiping eyes that were secretly observing in the combat center outside, and then he pulled the girl off him.

"Why are you running out here instead of staying in the editorial office?"

While speaking, he did not forget to wave to Anne Hathaway, whose eyes were already wide and now widened to cartoon proportions due to surprise - oh no, in this world this girl should be called Angelica Sykes.

"Andy, long time no see." He noticed the engagement ring on the girl's middle finger with sharp eyes, "Congratulations."

"Ah?!" Andy followed Jack's gaze and fell on his own hands. Then he suddenly realized what was going on. A faint blush rose on his cheeks and a happy smile spread across his face.

"Paul proposed to me the same night he became the second chef at the restaurant, thanks to the recipes you gave me."

Andy has a boyfriend who aspires to become a chef at a prestigious restaurant.

In the "Project Runway" murders, Andy, as the former assistant of fashion queen Miranda, helped Jack a lot. Later, Jack compiled a French recipe and gave it to her as a thank you.

"Andy is my partner now. We will be responsible for the entire coverage of this mayoral campaign scandal, as well as the subsequent... uh, follow-up coverage."

Taylor subconsciously covered his mouth and swallowed the last two words "special campaign".

Although Landon Walker, who just won the mayoral election, is doomed to not become the new mayor due to her prison sentence, the special election has not yet been announced. As a participant and "accomplice" in the whole thing, she must keep her mouth shut.

"Aha." Jack immediately understood the purpose of the two people's visit. He tore a note from the table and copied Irene Reagan's contact information on it.

The director's campaign manager is his daughter, Irene, who is an assistant prosecutor and the only one of the third generation of the family with some political experience.

"Did you forget something?" Taylor put away the note and winked at Jack.

"I'll owe it to you first." Jack couldn't help scratching his head. He also wanted to find time to relax and cook a big meal or something, but the current situation didn't allow it.

"A friend of mine is in trouble. I think I'll be busy for a long time."

The "HR" case has come to a temporary end. Although it is hard to say whether the subsequent litigation procedures will be dragged on for three to five years, Jack at least fulfilled his promise to Director Reagan and his female boss.

But the big trouble of "POI" seems to have just begun, the locator on Finch has not been working.

After seeing off Taylor and Andy, who looked like he was waiting for a good show, Jack handed over the work at hand to his friends and drove to the abandoned library.

After passing through the first floor which was always in a ruined state and going up to the second floor, I saw Reese with a messy hair, writing and drawing on a whiteboard. There was a thick book "Standard Computing Program Code" on the table next to him.

"Family, Alpha, Mike." Jack looked at the words written on the whiteboard and asked in confusion, "Haven't you found the corresponding social security numbers for these words yet?" "Like that guy always says, 'I'll give you a job, Mr. Reese, but I never said it would be easy'.

I have used all my knowledge of cryptography from my time at the CIA, but as you can see, I have gained nothing so far.”

Reese's face was visibly tired, and his face was covered with a thick layer of oil from staying up late.

"Go wash your face, eat something, and then have a good sleep." Jack put a bag of sandwiches on the table, his tone unquestionable, "Finch must have his reasons for not turning on the tracking device on his body, and lack of sleep will only turn your brain into a mess."

Reese threw away the pen in his hand with a slightly frustrated look, "Well, maybe you are right."

Jack took out the car keys from his pocket and threw them to him, “Jessica is waiting for you downstairs, leave the things here to me for now.

Oh, by the way, I sent my sports car for painting, and now I drive a Saab, which is government property, don’t let it get damaged.”

In fact, the Audi R8 seized from a drug lord in the East Asian Peninsula was also a government asset before, but it had long been transferred to Jack in the form of an anonymous auction as a thank you from the International Department.

Knowing that his girlfriend was waiting for him, Reese moved much more quickly. When he washed his face, ate a sandwich with mineral water and was ready to go downstairs, he saw Jack carrying a ladder and looking for books in front of the bookshelves filled with all kinds of precious books.

"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier." He stood there in a daze, with regret written all over his face.

"Hurry up and leave. When you come back, you will have to continue looking for people." Jack didn't even raise his head and waved his hand to urge him to get out as if he was shooing away a fly.

The meanings of the words given by the "machine" are actually not complicated. Jack has encountered similar codes before, and even Danny Regan, who has never been exposed to cryptography, can guess them (Chapter 1208).

The murdered female reporter directly used a set of numbers to hide clues. The reason why Jack failed to guess the number at that time was that the index codes used in 95% of public libraries in the United States were the "Dewey Decimal Classification System", abbreviated as DC or DDC classification system.

The characteristic of DC classification is the combination of letters and numbers.

The "machine" read a total of 9 words in the phone call to Reese, with the first letter of each word connected as a group.

The first group of three words, "Family", Alpha and Mike" together mean "F", "A" and "M".

"F" represents the first letter of the book title, and "AM" represents the abbreviation of the author's name.

As long as Jack finds this book, he can find the corresponding number "013" on the label on the spine. The three groups of 9 words are "FAM", "URK" and "RJO", and the corresponding numbers are "013", "006" and "062".

The three digits together form a social security number that is uniquely tied to an individual - "013-006-062".

But after Jack entered the number into the system, he couldn't help but frown.

"What does this Leon Tao have to do with Finch's disappearance?" Reese, who had regained his energy after a good sleep, frowned as he looked at the information Jack handed him.

(End of this chapter)