The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 18 The Eve of the Fierce Battle

Watching Zooey drive away, Jack didn't rush to start the car, but took out his mobile phone and called Lucy, telling him what happened just now.He repeatedly emphasized that John's life was not in danger, so he managed to appease Lucy who wanted to visit the hospital, and promised to go with her after get off work tomorrow, and then hung up the phone.

Driving home on the road, Jack kept shaking his head in his heart, thinking that this is nothing bad, he is a 21-year-old future police elite, he has been turned into a confidant uncle, worrying about some bullshit emotional shit every day, Although eating melons is very interesting, it's not as interesting as falling in love with Sister Zoe or being given benefits by Hannah's chick. Oh, I almost forgot that there is Maureen, the lady with glasses.

Back home, it was almost 12 o'clock in the morning. Hannah was startled by the blood stains on Jack's clothes. He briefly explained what happened. He went upstairs to his bathroom to take a shower, and came out to cook some wontons. Snack, eat and chat with Hannah.

"Why do you deal with this situation calmly every time you encounter it? You don't look like a rookie at all. Even if I'm there, I can't guarantee that you will deal with it more standardizedly than you." Going out to drink together expresses regret.

"Go to bed early, don't play too late, there may be a big action tomorrow." After washing the dishes, Jack saw Hannah's slightly red and swollen pink lips because of the chili oil dipped in the plate. His heart moved, and he bent down involuntarily. Kissed.

Seeing the other party's big watery eyes gradually fog up, Jack secretly thought that something was wrong, although he didn't shoot today, but there still seemed to be some after-effects, and now the scumbag who was on two boats couldn't escape.

"If you can't eat spicy food, eat less next time."

Forcibly taking back his right hand that was about to reach the peak at some point, Jack was so embarrassed that he left an inexplicable explanation and fled in a hurry.

Hannah blushed, folded her hands on her chest in a daze for a while, then fell down on the sofa, buried her head in the pillow with a smirk, and whimpered like a kitten.

The next day Jack drove to the police station. As soon as he approached the briefing room, he saw through the glass that Zoe and Superintendent Gray with red eyes were conducting a collective roll call inside.

"What happened?" Jack grabbed Lucy who was about to enter the meeting room.

"Tim's wife Isabella was found in an alley two hours ago, shot in the head and still in the operating room."

"The DEA has locked down the murderer's hiding place, and the police are preparing to arrest this guy." Lucy spoke very fast, and after speaking, the two entered the briefing meeting together.

It took a few minutes for everyone to arrive, and Superintendent Gray began to explain the situation: "The suspect's name is Vance Marcus, and he is most likely hiding in a storage facility in the South Gate District. DEA's Wolfe and Westley Detectives with area patrols will be there to search."

Then he looked at Jack and the others: "You guys went to the Bronson Building, and the information said that Vance's girlfriend Cecia Olivo lived in the building, but he didn't know the exact number of the sect, that is to say, he had to go door-to-door Check."

Zoe added on the side: "You should pay attention, the investigation process is extremely risky, Vance is a big drug lord, the criminal group is heavily armed, and will never submit to the police easily, so, everyone should take care of each other during the mission, pay attention Personal safety."

"In addition, I called the hospital just now. John's bullet has been taken out, and it is expected to recover in about two weeks without any sequelae. However, due to his absence, Hannah will take his place temporarily, with Bishop, Lu Xi and Jack still follow their respective instructors, there are many residents in the building, it is not recommended to carry a rifle, but you can each bring two more magazines, and prepare your own spare gun."

Everyone led the way. After Jack received the equipment from the gun store, Hannah who was waiting at the door handed over an underarm holster: "I made one out of the best calfskin from my farm in the past two days. I'll give you a try on that python. try."

Jack's heart trembled. As the saying goes, it is the most difficult to bear the grace of a beautiful woman. Yesterday I was such a scumbag, and on the contrary, he treated me so well. It is really embarrassing. However, it is not appropriate to say anything on this occasion, so I can only whisper In order to pay attention to safety, he quickly caught up with Angela.

Angela was driving today, and Jack, who was sitting in the co-pilot, began to pack up his equipment, insert the bulletproof plate on the body armor, put on the underarm holster, and adjust it.Hannah's craftsmanship is undeniable. The python that Hunter gave was just right, and it didn't affect her daily movements at all.

Angela on the side didn't pay attention to the exquisitely crafted underarm holster, and was completely attracted by his python. This female man, who is more manly than most men, swears directly.

"Fack, where did you get such a good thing?"

Angela hasn't shot a target with Jack since he showed off his proficient pistol shooting skills in the parking lot. Of course, this guy still has the cheek to ask him to be in charge of lunch, so that Jack has an excellent performance that day , thanks to her special tutoring those days.In order not to appear ostentatious, Jack has never shown off this handicraft revolver in front of others, except for secretly playing a few rounds at the shooting range.

"Rick Hunter is an old friend of my parents. I visited him some time ago. He said I lacked a spare gun and gave it to me."

"It's unbelievable that you know that legendary old policeman. This kind of custom-made high-end goods has long been priced out of the market." Angela's big eyes almost turned into hearts.

"Uncle Hunter said that the custom-made price was more than 2500 dollars at that time, and the price is more than doubled now."

Speaking of handing the python to Angela, who was almost drooling, Jack took out a box of .5 Magnum bullets, filled all five revolvers, and stuffed them into the bullet pouches on his belt one by one. middle.

"Are you ready to go to war?" Angela squinted at him. Each of them brought 4 spare magazines, plus the original ones on the gun. There are 22 rounds of Glock 75 .30 bullets alone. , Jack also prepared [-] extra powerful Magnum bullets for his spare gun, which is a bit exaggerated.

"No matter how many bullets I have for the criminal, I don't think it's enough." He was somewhat impressed by today's scene, and he couldn't escape at least three days of administrative leave after the end.

"You don't seem to have seen you take out your spare gun before. What model is it?" Jack was curious.

Angela reluctantly handed the python back to him, and patted her trembling chest: "Beretta 950, a coming-of-age gift I gave myself when I was 16."

Noticing that Jack looked at her a little strangely, she smiled instead: "The BRA I use is specially made, and it's just right to put down this gun."

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