The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 168 It's Not Just For Men To Like Colors
Reacher got into the co-driver of the police car, and Jack got into the back seat of the police car despite Roscoe's eyes.

"So, why did you release that Paul who surrendered?" Jack asked.

"Everyone knows that Paul Heborg is lying. When he was arrested yesterday, he couldn't even explain how the deceased died, so we decided not to prosecute him."

"I hope that a nervous person like him will do stupid things and let us find clues, or he will just lose his temper and explain why he did it."

Maybe Rothko also noticed the abnormality of Jack's identity to some extent, and didn't hide too much.

"Sounds like a smart move, Officer Rothko." Reacher had a completely different attitude towards the girl when he was also treating the police, and he even flattered her.

Roseko's cheeks were slightly flushed, "Roscoe is my name, my surname is Conklin, what happened to your face, you were beaten in prison?"

"Then you haven't seen the ones I beat up, they didn't just have scratches on their foreheads."

Sure enough, bragging in front of beautiful girls is a natural talent of every man. Jack in the back seat curled his lips and said nothing. Solved 4 at once.

Rothko drove the two back to the police station. Jack asked Detective Finlay to get back his gun and car keys privately. As a result, Finlay and Reacher had another quarrel in the parking lot.

I don't know if Reacher really just wants to stay away from this crappy town full of bad things, or expresses his dissatisfaction with Finlay for sending him to prison. Not to mention, let the black detective be furious and helpless.

"Okay, leave him to me, I assure you, within three days at most, he will beg you to investigate this case with you."

Jack pulled Finlay aside, and Roscoe pulled Reacher away.

"Including you?" Finlay insisted.

Jack's eyes were wide open. This old black police detective is not very good at solving crimes, but he is good at helping people.

"Yes, yes, including me, shall we work together?"

Although his tone seemed to be coaxing a child, Finlay cheered up and said excitedly, "I knew it, I knew it was all related, and the IRS wouldn't."

Jack grabbed him by the collar and made him swallow the second half of the sentence. He regretted why he stopped him just now, and it seemed good to let Reacher beat him up.

"Keep down, do you want to die? Do you know how many people will die if my identity is revealed? I have already facked before, pretending that I didn't say anything."

"You didn't mention my identity to anyone, did you?"

Finlay shook his head again and again, but he was not very angry, "I'm not the kind of idiot you think, I even verified your identity through my old partner in Boston, and I didn't mention Margrave at all. side."

"Very well, keep your sober thinking, put all your guesses in your heart for the time being, don't show any signs, otherwise the death of any innocent person will be blamed on you."

Jack warned sharply.

Although it is undeniable that some of Jack's remarks are part of acting for the sake of PUA Finley, but in terms of the original plot, the Kleiner Foundation gang is indeed cruel enough, Paul Heborg said they The boss's threats to him were not just verbal.
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Jack felt that he was a bit redundant at the moment. Rothko was taking Reacher to buy clothes in a clothing store. The two chatted happily, from Reacher's experience after retiring to his family, while he stood aside like a light bulb. standing.

Especially when Roscoe saw the expression on Lei Che's muscular body when he changed his shirt, tsk tsk, lust is really not a man's patent.

"There is a barber shop in the town. Mr. Mosley, the barber, is very skilled. When my adoptive father was still alive, I would go to his small shop once a week. It is near the central square of the town. It is easy to find. We See."

After shopping for clothes, he took the two of them to the entrance of the only hotel in the town. Roscoe also made an appointment for dinner with Reicher, then bid farewell to the two and continued patrolling in a police car.

Jack and Reacher each opened a room, took a comfortable bath, and then went out for a walk together. They have been here for more than a day, and neither of them has seen the town properly.

In fact, from the outside, Margrave can be regarded as a pretty good town, with freshly painted gazebos, carefully constructed flower beds along the roadside, and even the bronze statues on the town center square are polished clean and shiny.

"This town is amazing, probably the prettiest Southern town I've ever seen."

In fact, what Jack wants to say is that this place is not even as beautiful as in the beautiful country. Since crossing, this is the first time he has seen a street where no garbage can be seen.

After finishing Jack's haircut, Mr. Mosley, the old black barber who was shaving Reacher's beard, uttered an unintelligible hum.

"That's right, the Kleiner Foundation takes good care of the town of Margrave. Since Mr. Kleiner moved his company here from Texas more than ten years ago, it has changed."

Jack thought about it in his mind, and this happened to coincide with the time when Hannah's family had an accident.

"So, what exactly does Kleiner do?"

"Real estate, logistics, chemical industry, machining, everything, see the statue outside?"

Mr. Mosley pointed to the bronze sculpture on the square outside the window, "That's Kasper Tiller, and his grandson is our mayor."

"Kleiner wants to open a factory, and he sold him a piece of land cheaply. This is Kleiner's reward. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"

Jack couldn't help but laugh, this old man with white hair and beard is quite humorous.

At this time, a brand new Ford Raptor F450 stopped under the statue. Two young people got out of the car and leaned against the car, looking at the store with provocative eyes.

"That's Kleiner's son, Kleiner Jr., and his crazy cousin Dawson, who everyone calls 'KJ' and I prefer to call him 'The Sting'."

After Mr. Mosley shaved Reacher, while introducing the two young men, he prepared to apply hot towels on Reacher.

"Is he coming for you?" Reacher looked at Jack who was waiting aside.

"I didn't hook up with the most beautiful girl in town." Jack teased, "When you come to a strange place, the most likely thing to hate is getting too close to the beautiful local girls, right?"

"Can you save a seat for me?" Reacher returned the towel to Mr. Mosley, got up from the chair, left the barbershop, and walked across the street.

Mr. Mosley had a strange smile on his face, "So, Roscoe's little hot pepper is looking at him instead of you?"

"Oh? Is that police chick very hot-tempered? I didn't notice it at all before." Jack's desire to gossip was aroused.

(End of this chapter)