The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 113 Chris' Trouble
"Wow, did you get rich?"

Seeing Jack's new toy in the parking lot, Hannah got it right away, sat in the driver's seat and had a good feel for it.

As a veteran muscle car enthusiast, she knew as soon as she stepped on the accelerator that the power of this Firebird was even more exaggerated than her Shelby GT500.

"A friend gave me a job with the IRS, and I got a bonus, and I've used up a third of the car alone."

Jack also felt that this consumption was a little impulsive, but the man was a teenager until his death. If it was changed to the previous life, he would not even have the chance to realize this childhood dream.

"Great value for money, girls will go crazy for this car, how did you think of putting a red light strip on the front of the car? It's so cool."

Hannah patted the steering wheel in satisfaction, and slowed down to drive off the highway. This scene gave Jack the illusion that his wife was teaching his wife.

Back at Hannah's house, Jack unloaded his suitcase and wanted to go in, but found Little Sweetie standing at the door of his house in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Jack was a little puzzled. In order to welcome Hannah back home, he spent most of the day cleaning up the house in advance.

Not only has the lawn been carefully built, but even the swimming pool in the backyard has been brushed and filled with clean water.

Of course, he has selfish intentions in tossing the swimming pool. Although his oversized bathtub is very good, the swimsuit is also unique. Thinking about it carefully, after getting along for so long, it seems that he has never even seen Zoe and Maureen in swimsuits. .

"No one has been so kind to me before." Hannah hugged Jack tightly, her voice was thickly nasal, and she fell in love immediately as she spoke, her legs crossed up and wrapped around his waist.

"Cough, there's someone inside." Jack patted her waist awkwardly, reminding her in a low voice.

"Surprise!"

Before Hannah could react, a group of people jumped out from every corner, everyone from LAPD, the two sisters, Kara, the Hunters, Zoe's parents - the Andersons, and even her best friend and mortal enemy — Taylor.

Fortunately, the Texas girl was bold and unrestrained by nature, and she put herself down from Jack without any embarrassment, and kissed him on the cheek again, before making a fuss with everyone.

Jack is busy today. In order to show off his skills, he spent several days eating at several well-known Italian restaurants in LA.

Known as the mother of Western food, Italian food is probably one of the most suitable European and American dishes for Serisians, and it is also very popular among old Americans.

This was the largest party ever attended, and it took Jack two days to prepare all the ingredients, Milanese veal shank, ham and cheese steak, red stewed white bean tripe, grilled quail with vegetables, perch in tomato sauce, Seafood spaghetti with white sauce, Margherita pizza, tiramisu, and even an ice cream cake.

Mrs. Anderson looked at Jack no differently than she looked at her son-in-law. She always regarded Hannah as her own daughter, although it was not much different to Jack.

As for Mr. Anderson's stare, he was more or less hostile. He had already guessed what was going on. In the past few years, his little padded jacket went to hang out with a young kid who had just grown up after get off work, and he didn't go home on weekends.

Now Hannah, who is raised as a daughter, looks passionately in love with this kid again. If he hadn't investigated and found out that he is good at marksmanship, and he took a lot of heads after becoming a policeman, the old man would have come to the door with a gun.

Fortunately, Zoe saved some face for the family and hired a psychiatrist to cover her eyes. Mr. Anderson, who came from an old political family, has seen a lot of nasty things. He was also romantic when he was young. The most important thing is that his daughter think Just be happy.

It's just that the old man still has doubts, no matter how he looks at the psychiatrist's eyes, he feels something is wrong
At the end of the party, Hannah sent the guests away one by one, and happily ran into the kitchen to harass Jack who was still busy.

"Don't make trouble."

Feeling that the familiar human flesh loader was added to his back, and he was still blowing gently in his ear, Jack turned his head and smeared foam on the tip of Little Sweet Girl's pretty nose.

"I'm so tired from training, my skin has become rough, and my legs were worn out before, will there be scars?"

Hannah tells clumsy little lies in a coquettish tone.

Jack also felt a little moved. Five months is not a long time, nor is it short.

In modern society, not to mention the old beauty who is used to fast-food love, it is difficult for contemporary Serisians to accept long-term long-distance relationships.

Little Sweet Girl makes video calls on time almost every day, and her clingy attitude after returning has explained everything.

Jack sighed, how could he be single until he was over 40 in Siris in his previous life, but he fell into this world so quickly, is this beautiful single life really going to leave him?

Just when he picked Hannah up and was about to eat the overripe cherry that fell into his mouth automatically, the damn cell phone rang.

"Jack, I'm in trouble with Justin, can you come to Chicago right now, I need you to help me protect a girl." The call was from accountant Chris.

Jack was taken aback. Chris was the God of Wealth who related to how much extra income he could get in the next year, so nothing happened.

"No problem, let Justin send me the specific situation."

Jack agreed without hesitation, and as soon as he hung up the phone, the special chat software that Justin installed for him on the phone issued a notification tone.

Seeing that Jack's expression suddenly became serious, Hannah knew it was something urgent, so she obediently put down the long legs around his waist.

Seeing Jack flipping through the phone, the expression on his face became a little weird, she curiously stretched out a finger to poke his cheek.

"What happened? May I know?"

It was unexpected for Jack that Sweetie had become so understanding, but considering the relationship between the two now, it was time to let her know something.

Jack gave a general account of the story of Chris and Justin, especially the part involving the two walking in the gray area of ​​the law, as well as the delicate relationship with the gold supervisor of the IRS.

He still doesn't know much about Hannah's acceptance in this area. Although he agreed to help her seek revenge in private, he knows that this chick is not a quiet and good girl, but now that she has just entered the FBI, if she has some thoughts Change it.

"Is he the accountant who introduced you to the IRS mission?" Hannah's eyes sparkled, filled with curiosity.

"Yes, I still rely on the trading company he helped me organize for my mortgage. He is going to have an accident, and I will really depend on you in the future."

Hannah's eyeballs rolled up, and she looked very tangled, which directly made Jack laugh. Although eating soft rice is good for the stomach, but for him who is still a Serisian at heart, he is still a bit machismo of.

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(End of this chapter)