Mark and Julian returned with some information, "We've made a new discovery. Daniel Brown has been receiving designated psychological therapy for PTSD since he retired. He encountered some issues on the battlefield in Afghanistan and was arranged for discharge, but the reason is unknown."

Jimmy: "Where did he receive psychological therapy?"

Mark: "The VA assigned it. We've already asked them, but got nothing. The therapist and VA staff don't know if Daniel has any close acquaintances. He is somewhat silent and doesn't mingle well."

Jimmy: "Do they have his registered address?"

Mark: "His parents' address, in Queens."

Jimmy: "OK, you both go to the logistics department to sign for the equipment pack, I've already applied for it for you. Then we'll head to Queens."

The three of them carried the equipment pack to Jimmy's car, as they were about to place the pack in the trunk, Jimmy reminded them, "Take out the Bullet-Proof Vest and put it in the car, we will put it on when we reach our destination."

Julia looked at Jimmy in surprise: "Is it necessary to do this?"

Jimmy: "We're looking for a soldier who just retired not long ago. Even if he only has a handgun, he is still extremely dangerous. Just do as I say."

Jimmy got in the car, waited for the two to settle in, and then drove away from Federal Square.

Julia and Mark put on Bullet-Proof Vests in the car, "What about you, Jimmy? Why aren't you putting on a Bullet-Proof Vest?"

Jimmy: "I don't need it. You'll be the main players in this investigation."

Julia turned to glance at Mark, Mark shrugged. Joining the Homicide Team would naturally mean understanding their superior. As the most ruthless field agent in the Manhattan office, Jimmy's reputation was widespread. Since he said it's unnecessary, they'd leave it at that.

In Jamaica District, Queens, Jimmy parked the car, and the three got out, looking around before approaching an apartment building.

Jimmy walked ahead, and as he reached the doorstep of Daniel Brown's parents, he had already checked the situation in the room; only one person was inside, seemingly a female, which basically ruled out Daniel being home.

"Knock knock."

"Who's outside?" The person inside came to the door and opened it, revealing a middle-aged woman who appeared to be in her 50s or 60s.

The three showed their credentials, "FBI Senior Agent Jimmy Yang. Are you Mrs. Jesse Brown?"

The woman nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Jimmy: "Is Daniel home? We have some matters to discuss with him."

Jesse slightly shook her head, "He's not at home. May I ask what it's about?"

Jimmy: "May we come in to discuss? It's about Daniel Brown."

Jesse looked at Jimmy and the other two and stepped aside from the doorway.

Sitting on the living room sofa, Jesse said, "Daniel isn't living at home now. After he retired last year, he found a job and rented a room on that side of Brooklyn six months ago."

Jimmy: "Do you know what his job is? Do you have his current address?"

Jesse: "I want to know, did something happen to him?"

Jimmy: "There was a shooting incident today. We need to reach out to him to confirm some things."

Jesse: "Did he do it?"

Jimmy nodded, "Possibly."

Jesse said emotionally, "No, it can't be, he's a good child, he wouldn't do something like this."

Jimmy patiently consoled her while trying to convey the seriousness of the matter; finding Daniel quickly could clear his suspicion.

After calming down, Jesse said, "Daniel found a security job—he mentioned meeting someone at a fitness club but I don't know which one exactly. I haven't been to the house he rented, and he hasn't mentioned the address."

Jimmy: "Has he been home lately? Does he have any good friends, people who might know where to find him?"

Jesse: "No, the last time he came home to see us was two months ago. After joining the army, he rarely contacted his old friends, and I don't know if he stays in touch with anyone."

Jimmy: "Can you give me his phone number?"

Jesse opened her phone and found Daniel's number for Jimmy. Jimmy asked Julia, who was recording next to him, to write it down, and soon the conversation ended, "May we have a look at his room?"

Jesse nodded, stood up, and led them to the bedroom, "This is his room, but he hasn't lived here for months."

Jimmy took a pair of disposable gloves from his pocket, "Let's check it out."

Julia and Mark also put on gloves and walked into the room to inspect. Soon, both shook their heads, "No weapons, no written records, nothing."

Jimmy nodded, looked at Jesse, took a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "Thank you, Mrs. Brown. If you have any news about Daniel, please inform us as soon as possible."

Leaving Daniel's parents' house, Jimmy took Julia's notebook, wrote down the phone number in it, and dialed on his mobile, "Tech Department, I need urgent tracking of a phone number related to a shooting case."

Tech Department: "I need authorization."

Jimmy: "Ruiz will authorize it for you, start investigating and give me a location."

After a while, the tech department provided an address, Jimmy looked at Mark and Julia, "Get in the car."

Jimmy started the car, turned on the police lights and siren, and rushed out.

Mark: "What's happening?"

Jimmy: "The phone number was traced; he's at Dike Beach Park in Brooklyn. Prepare your weapons."

Mark and Julia drew out their handguns and checked the magazines as Jimmy raced southwards towards the Brooklyn beach.

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