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Jack smirked when she grabbed the keys out of his hand. Well...if she insisted on driving he wouldn't spend the energy to argue with her. He just wondered how the hell they were going to make it there without her knowing where the crime scene was. "Well, let me go tell my 'posse' to put your darling pictures back before we leave then." Jack shrugged as she left, seeing Meiling approach him from behind Agent Kay's back. "What's up?" He asked, eyes darting to watch Kennedy go before focusing in on the shy girl in front of him. She handed the detective two separate folders. "Here's the toxicity report from Proctor. And the other is his background information. We're still translating it to Cantonese but I figured you could read it already." Dashan nodded and smiled at her. "Thank you. Go ahead and leave a copy of these on my desk and give English background to those lovely Americans right there. Also of the toxicity report; maybe one of them can read Chinese." He pointed over to the group and frowned as he saw Kennedy stab all the pictures into one pile on the board. Well, there went an hour of organizing. Meiling looked over to the group with nervousness and Dashan couldn't help but smirk and pat her shoulder. "Don't worry; they're nothing but Americans." The girl laughed then made her way to the two agents remaining as the others approached Jack. "Think fast." Kennedy threw the keys at Jack and he caught them in midair with one hand, raising an eyebrow. What was the deal with this girl? He followed them outside.

"God damn it's hot!" Orlando complained, before rubbing his hand over his head. Jack smirked at Kennedy's reply and passed them, leading to the back where the fleet of cars were parked behind a fence. "First it's too cold, now it's too hot. Seems like somebody needs to put on their big boy pants and deal with it." Jack rolled his eyes at the guard by the fence as the man flicked two fingers across his forehead in greeting. "We'll be taking the sedan," Dashan told him, pointing to the new black Ford sitting near the front. The man nodded and passed them through, uncaring. After loading into the car, Jack pulled out and began driving the familiar roads.

"So..." Kennedy began, as they pulled off. ".....are you gonna tell us why you're in Hong Kong? Or is that some kind of secret?" Jack looked over at her suspiciously. "Who told you it was a secret? Damn traitors..." He was attempting to joke at the same time avoiding to answer her question directly. She had asked before but didn't seem to be that interested; why would that be different from now? Maybe now he had a captivated audience. No boards to distract anybody, anyways. "Actually, Hong Kong is my home. I've lived here most of my life." He swerved to narrowly miss a pedestrian crossing the street casually, like he had done this thousands of time before. "Umm...when we arrive to question the businesses...maybe it would be best if you and Odie hang back. No offense! You're just kind of intimidating, being all obviously foreign." He didn't mean anything by asking them to hang back. He just knew his people and how shy they got around somebody different. Having them stay back would probably produce the best results. However, if there was a young man involved... His eyes trailed over to Kennedy again while raising an eyebrow. She could probably get the man's most dirtiest secret if she flashed him a smile. He looked back at Odie (was that his name? She had said it so fast) in the rear view mirror with a teasing grin. "How are you doing back there? Need me to turn the AC up?"

He pulled up alongside the alley, a cop still standing guard in front of the blocked-off alleyway. "Hey, Dashan." He greeted, motioning again with the two fingers across his forehead. Jack nodded to him and pointed to the two agents getting out of the car. "They're with me. Let them pass." Jack looked at the two businesses and decided to go into the small food shop first, seeing how other cops were currently questioning the dry cleaning shop. He didn't wait to see if the two wanted to follow him as he pushed open the door. A wave of delicious smelling air greeted him and he couldn't help but breath in and smile. Why hadn't he tried this place before? A woman came up to greet him. "Welcome! Welcome! You..." She paused, seeing his face and eyes widening. "You're Dashan Scott! Son of Miss. Xu!" Jack winced and then noticed the entire wall dedicated to his mother's movies. Oh god, no. "[color=#BF8000]We're your mother's biggest fans! Oh...we were so sorry to hear about your wife. So sad..."[/color] Jack looked nervous and cleared his throat. "Thank you for your kind words. I'm actually here to ask you about those cameras out in the ally? Are they yours?" The woman looked like she was going to answer until she spotted the agents, narrowing her eyes. "Who are they?" Jack turned and shrugged. "They're with me, here to look into the American's murder."

He could see he was loosing her interest and smiled, walking next to her and wrapping a friendly arm around her shoulder. "How about I see if I can't get my mother to send you some signed glossies, hm? I'm sure she'd be happy to hear about her biggest fans that helped me with a case." The woman's eyes widened. "Oh, that would be wonderful! We'll put them on the wall..." Dashan smiled and nodded, waiting for her to calm down and talk about the cameras. "Well, this man came in and asked if we would let him set up those cameras for a test. He paid us for it, too so we said yes." Jack nodded. "Anything odd happen with them?" The woman thought for a second then gasped in realization. "Oh yes! Last night my husband was taking out the trash around 10 and he noticed they had lights blinking when they hadn't been blinking before." Jack frowned in thought. They had been on and blinking while he was at the scene last night too; it was what helped him see them. "Do you think you could come into the station and help us identify that man?" He tried to be patient and charming even though he was eager to get outside and check the cameras. "Sure!" The woman seemed excited to be involved. Reaching into his jacket, Jack produced his card and gave it to the woman. "Call me day or night if anyone comes to mess with those cameras. Also if you haven't received the signed pictures, okay? I'll be by sometime to try this food too. Smells delicious!" Dashan's face melted from its smile the moment he pushed out of the door and went around to the alley. Squinting, he saw the lights on the cameras were now off. "Hmm, so whoever it was that had these cameras here were either very unlucky or wanting to film the murder and resulting chaos..."