The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 156 For the safety of the family

Suddenly, the sound of an engine sounded in the distance, and Walker's Raptor F150 rushed down from the other side of the hill and circled to the other side of the pickup truck. One drifted, and the headlights of the car shot straight at the two people hiding behind the car.

"Texas Rangers, drop your weapons, you're under arrest."

Amid Walker's roar, Jack took two quick steps, turned around the front of the car, and found that the short man turned out to be a red-haired woman. At this time, she had dropped the rifle in her hand and knelt down on the ground, lowering her head as if out of nervousness and fear. She was trembling non-stop, and there was a sobbing sound in her mouth.

"Stan Morrison, damn it, is it really you?"

Walker got out of the car, pointed the gun in his hand at the wounded man who was leaning on the front wheel of the car with his hands on his waist, and turned his back on him, his tone was full of anger and disbelief.

Seeing that Walker recognized him, the injured man finally stopped imitating the ostrich and turned his head slowly, his eyes full of despair.

"Yes, Cody (Kordell's nickname), it's me, an old friend, I really didn't expect to meet here."

Tsk, this triangular-eyed brown-haired man in his 60s is a big shot in his impression. Seeing that the overall situation has been settled, it's time to let the cutscene CG go. Jack walked up to Walker, still pointing the gun at a man and a woman on the ground, and started eating melon mode.

"So, now do you want to send me to the police station or what are you going to do?" Stan Morrison seemed a little indifferent.

Walker took two steps forward, pulled one out of the plastic buckets piled up in the back compartment of the pickup truck, pulled out a dagger from his leg, and stabbed it into the small package of tightly wrapped gadgets.

Jack glanced at the gray-white powder that leaked out, and a choking smell came to his nostrils, it was definitely cocaine.

"Stan Morrison, Head of Public Safety, running for District Attorney Politician, Trafficker? Are you serious? Are you out of your mind?"

Jack raised his eyebrows when he heard this. If he remembered correctly, the Texas Mounted Police belonged to the Department of Public Safety. In other words, this was the boss of Walker's boss.

"The day I joined the Mounted Police, I swore an oath to you!!!"

Walker lowered his gun, pacing back and forth in front of Stan with a little irritability.

"I was just controlled by them, yes, controlled. At first I just wanted to earn some retirement money and distribute the drugs obtained by the arrest," Stein argued.

"Then these 'Northland' gangs know what we're doing and they want to keep going and you know how hard it is to climb out of the abyss? You guys did a great job and they got hit hard."

"So you fucking old bastard just come to deliver their goods yourself and escort their deal?"

Walker grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up from the ground, "Only us Mounted Police know this route. You're just eating Molly's stewed beef brisket at our house while drawing out a route from me so that we can get rid of it." Did you get the cocaine in from Mexico safely?"

Before the question was finished, I felt that Walker was going to strangle this guy to death in the next second, so Jack hurriedly interrupted.

"How's Emily?"

When his wife was mentioned, Walker's excitement calmed down a bit.

"She's fine. The bullet pierced through and didn't hurt her internal organs. Jierui has stopped the bleeding for her."

"But you..." Walker turned his head again, grabbed Stan by the collar and forced him to look at him.

"Stan! Look me in the eyes!"

"Both Emily and Stella recognized you, right? You are an old friend of our family. How many years have you been? Huh? 30 years? 40 years?"

"You watched the birth of Stella and Auggie, and you presided over Emily and I's wedding, and you come to our house every month to eat your favorite stewed beef brisket, and play with the children, and now you are right Watching them shoot, how do you do that, you bastard!"

Before the words were finished, Walker had put away his gun and punched Stan hard in the face. Stan didn't dare to fight back. He leaned on the pickup truck in embarrassment and raised a hand in front of him.

Jack felt that something was wrong. Seeing that this guy had been parrying with his left hand that was covering the wound, and his right hand was stuck in his trouser pocket, he quickly stepped forward and pushed Walker away, grabbed Stan's right wrist and twisted it hard. It made him scream out.

He pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket, and inside was a half-redacted text message, intended to be sent to a local emergency center, that read, "This is Stan Morris from the Department of Public Safety, kidnapped by Mountie Cordell Walker."

Jack threw the mobile phone to Walker, sneered, turned the gun, and shot the red-haired woman on the other side who was pretending to be afraid to cry the whole time, but was actually looking for a chance to sneak attack with a gun from her boots.

As the corpse fell to the ground, a small revolver the size of a palm fell out of her hand. This was the end of her poor acting skills. After howling for a long time, her eyeshadow didn't even melt.

At this time, Emily's Subaru stopped not far away, Hannah stopped the car, turned her head and said to the two children: "Take care of your mother, don't get out of the car."

Then she ran to Jack and looked at the scene in front of her. Obviously she also knew this Stan Morrison.

"They dropped a box of drugs on the car, and Stella saw it. The bastard shot her directly. Emily was injured to protect Stella."

At this time Stella also jumped out of the car, rushed directly to Stan, and kicked him hard on the knee.

"Fakyu, I even wanted to pretend for a moment that I didn't see anything, you bastard, how dare you shoot me and my mother"

Hannah hugged Stella's waist from behind, and forcibly pulled the emotionally broken little girl back to the car.

"Hannah, don't go to the hospital, you drive farther away and wait for us." Jack turned around and ordered.

Hannah freed up one hand and made an OK gesture with difficulty, stuffed Stella, who was still struggling, into the back seat of the car, then closed the door, drove the car a certain distance, turned off the engine and turned off the lights, and waited on the spot. with.

"That's why you were still thinking about being the first to act first, right? Turning black and white? You really deserve to be a politician."

Walker drops Stan's phone on the ground and shoots directly at it.

"We're dead, dead you don't know what you've done. You're going to kill everyone, 'Northland' won't let us go, not even Molly and Bonham."

Stan, who was still able to force his composure just now, has completely collapsed and collapsed on the ground, looking at the red-haired woman's body, muttering in his mouth.

"You don't know who she is, this woman is Carly, the woman of Bill, the boss of 'Northern Country', and he will not let us go."

Seeing Walker's bewildered expression, Jack knelt down in front of Stan and patted his face amusedly, "You're just going to die, not us."

"Just two days ago, I encountered a group of ogres in the Lincoln National Forest in New Mexico. Guess what the FBI did?"

"They sent a team of seals and killed the group of ogres. All traces disappeared in the flames. No one knew what happened. There is no wood to be found."

"No, no, no, no, Cody, you're the best trooper I've ever seen, you can't let him do this, I'm a friend of your family, this guy who came out of nowhere can't be trusted , don’t listen to him, arrest me, I am willing to testify in court, believe me, I swear!!!”

Stan watched in panic as Jack slowly aimed his gun, shook his head frantically, and turned to Walker begging.

"I'm a selfish bastard. I was just dazzled by the tension. Think about how I taught you. We are the police and should follow the rules. I beg you."

"You're right, I should follow the rules." Walker said so, but slowly put his right hand on the holster around his waist.

"But you reminded me that you not only taught me one thing, you are the chairman of the Ministry of Public Security, how many black policemen in the system will obey you, how closely do you collude with the 'Northern State'? No wonder we paid so much No matter how much you pay, you still can’t eradicate this damned gangster.”

"No, please Cody, even for the safety of your family, for the sake of our friendship for so many years, I was wrong, let me go to jail, you have always been righteous, don't let my blood stain yours hand."

As if he had sensed the approach of death, Stan begged bitterly, with tears in his eyes.

"For the safety of the family, thank you for your final instruction, Stan."

"boom!"

　Although there should not be many young students who read my novels, I still wish you all the titles on the gold list, return home triumphantly, achieve your studies, and use what you have learned!mwah

　　
　
(End of this chapter)