NCIS: Sydney

Stop where you are!

Stop running!

Stop!

Police!

Stop! Police!

Stop now!

- -Police!

Ah!

Put it down. Drop it.

Put it down!

US Navy?

Someone's a long way from home.

Oh, really? Is that the best you got?

Oh, you wanna tangle with me?

Have that!

Hmm. Rising blood pressure.

Increased emotional insecurity.

He's online shopping again.

And for a very old water pistol.

It's a water cannon, Evie.

Whoa. That was the blaster back in the day!

Yes!

Mint-condition Soakmaster 900.

-Ooh-hoo! -Supermax.

Which is where you'll end up

if you ever shoot anyone with it.

It's the embodiment

of everything the '90s stood for, Evie.

It's trampolines without safety nets.

It's bikes without helmets.

It's when kids could be kids.

And traumatic brain injuries were a rite of passage.

Well...

I think my neighbor had one of those.

Oh, traumatic brain injury?

Soakmaster 900.

He did 10 years in San Quentin for robbing Taco Bell with it.

- -Wait.

Didn't they ban them for making kids blind?

Well, those stories were overblown.

Anyway, it's not for me, it's for Jack.

What, your 12-year-old son, Jack?

Yeah.

Are you sure that's a good idea, Sarge?

I'm sorry, did I miss the time

when both of you guys became parents?

Going, going...

- -..gone!

-Oh, along with your sanity. -Ooh!

930 bucks for that?!

Yeah, plus 29.99 for express delivery.

We've got a delivery of our own.

Chief Petty Officer in State Police custody.

Evidence to follow.

You're with me, water boy.

-All right. -

Detective Pickering.

Sergeant Dempsey. AFP.

Special Agent Mackey. NCIS.

Believe you've got a Chief Petty Officer?

That's right. Covered in blood.

- So he's wounded? - Not a scratch.

So whose blood is it?

We're short a victim and the crime scene.

All we've got is some document that he was intent on burning.

And that's been sent to us.

It hasn't, as a matter of fact. NCIS is here as a courtesy.

Your guy assaulted a state cop.

It's a black eye, not a broken leg.

Maybe. But my wife just booked a $1,500 family photo sesh.

Two words - 'non-refundable'.

One word. It's hyphenated.

Ignore Special Agent Spellcheck over here.

How about I go have a chat with him?

See what we're dealing with.

Yeah.

Good luck with that.

Cryptological warfare. Group 6.

Fort Meade, Maryland.

What does that make you, Joel?

Codebreaker?

Whose blood is it, Joel?

How about that document that you set on fire?

You went to a lot of trouble to destroy that, huh?

He's not gonna talk.

He doesn't need to.

My partner is an expert in non-verbal communication.

We call him the human polygraph.

In fact, it's...basic training

for all NCIS agents and their partners.

Are you reading me now?

Yeah.

You're a real page-turner.

Get everything you need?

- Oh, yeah. -

The eye-blocking, fluctuations in blink rate.

-Kid's an open book. - Which means?

Well, given his line of work...

There could be national security implications.

It might be sensitive to US military interests.

Yeah, maybe we hold off on the assault charge.

Maybe take this guy down with something bigger.

How about we take him into custody?

Might even be a little joint collar in it.

You keep me looped in.

And you send us that document.

Any of that true, by the way?

-Not a word. - Hmm.

I've analyzed the document they sent through.

Cotton canvas with a heavy wax coat.

Moistureproof, greaseproof.

It's why it didn't burn very well.

Oh, well enough.

Not for the latest in infrared photography.

So by drawing on the differences

between the absorptive, reflective

and transmissive properties of the material,

I can recover what was once lost.

-A map? -Half a map.

Half a coded map.

So this sent me on a deep dive

into cryptography forums,

looking for similar iconography,

ciphers and encryption keys.

And that is when Bluebird became...

..Cluebird.

- Nice. -Thank you.

So the same code

was used by Japanese forces

during World War II

on their recovery maps.

A recovery map? To recover what?

So this isn't just any map.

Correctamundo.

This is a treasure map.

- Same tune? -Sound of silence.

Oh. I lost my virginity to that album.

Sure you were doing it right, Doc?

What have you got for us, Rosie?

I had a look at the blood on Corbel's shirt.

That bloodstain pattern is arterial spray.

How much blood loss are we talking?

Well, without immediate medical assistance,

it would be fatal.

Police were responding to shots.

We've checked hospitals. No gunshot victims.

Then I'd say it's murder.

Are we really saying

Corbel killed someone over a treasure map?

Okay, the code and style of the map

is similar to recovery maps

for the fabled Yamashita's gold.

It's war loot believed to be stolen by the Japanese

during World War II.

General Yamashita ordered it to be hidden

in secret vaults all over the Philippines.

It's rumored to be in the billions.

So it's suddenly El Dorado?

No, it's history.

And history is simply a set of lies agreed upon.

Who said that - Tupac?

Close. Napoleon.

Means I keep an open mind.

Or in this case, an open wallet.

List of registered bidders

at a deceased estate auction two days ago.

This had the most interest.

Private papers from the deceased's father.

A diplomat stationed in the Philippines in the '70s.

Philippines. I'm detecting a theme.

Ah. Rumor around Treasure Town was that inside this was that.

Okay, so Navy codebreaker buys an encoded map at auction.

Negative. It was stolen before it went to auction.

I'm still combing through the bidders.

Do we know why Joel is in-country?

Probably to see his dad.

Erik Corbel.

Ex-Green Beret.

Ran a string of security consulting firms

back in the early 2000s.

Look out. Dad's an operator.

Until he retired to Queensland's Sunshine Coast.

Flew into Sydney three days ago.

-So let's talk to him. -Need to find him first.

Local LEOs found his rental car abandoned.

No cell or credit card activity since just before Joel's arrest.

Joel have any other family?

A wife back in Maryland. Nicole.

Oh, my God!

One of the registered bidders was...

Wait for it.

Vinnie Reeves.

-No. -Seriously?

Vinnie Reeves. Host of Fortune Tracker.

Fortune Tracker?

Oh, come on.

I'm Vinnie Reeves.

Join me as I track down mankind's greatest fortunes,

from shipwrecks in the Pacific Ocean

to tomb-raiding in the caves of South America.