The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 210 Simbuck God of War

Returning to the Wilshire Police Station after nearly a year, Jack felt as if he had come home. In addition to those familiar faces, he also saw Taylor Kelly, the beautiful woman from Channel [-] News reporter.

But today she didn't dress like a news station host, she only put on light makeup, and she didn't have a cameraman with her.

However, most of them haven't come back yet. For example, Superintendent Gray is still presiding over the scene to deal with the swarming media. Many police officers are still at the scene to maintain order.

This kind of mass shooting suspected of KB attack, DHS (Department of Homeland Security) and FBI have to be involved, and the LAPD have to obey their orders.

But when he said he was going home, he was really going home. Not long after he was invited into the lounge, people from all walks of life came to say hello to Jack with various excuses.

Even the old salted fish Smidy came to show his face, almost patting his chest to assure him that all the mobile phones that clearly captured the faces of Jack and Hotchner at the scene were collected by them as evidence.

Tim came to take notes for the two in person, and it took less than an hour to complete. After all, there was not much to say, except for the process of cooperating to kill the shooter, the two knew no more than the LAPD.

Hotchner made a few phone calls, mainly to appease his wife in the ward, and learned about the news from the FBI by the way. The BAU will not follow up on this case. All the current clues show that this is an unorganized shooting incident. .

When Tim packed his things and left, the small table in front of Jack and Hotchner was already full of all kinds of snacks and drinks, which were brought by the police officers who came to visit the two heroes of.

"I didn't expect you to be so popular here."

Hotchner was also a little hungry, unpacking a pack of wafer chocolates, he couldn't help but sigh.

No way, almost everyone in the Wilshire branch has tasted Jack's craftsmanship, including the cleaners in charge of cleaning.

Jack's culinary skills are all based on his proficiency. He goes to work every day. In addition to preparing a sumptuous lunch for himself and his partner that day, he also puts the extra training results into the large refrigerator in the police lounge. A sticky note that you can take at will.

Over time, when you are hungry or hungry, it has gradually become a habit for everyone to come to the large refrigerator in the patrol lounge to find delicious food.

For this reason, even the old salted fish, Smidy, rarely lay down, and jumped up and down to win a small sum of money from the guild funds, and built a new large refrigerator for the patrol lounge.

Even after Jack left, it has become a habit for everyone to fill the large refrigerator in the patrol office. Every once in a while, some families in the community bring their children to visit, and send all kinds of delicacies by the way .

Of course, this kind of relationship between the police and the people is inseparable from the charitable organizations that Little Miss Kara participated in and some efforts made by Zoe when she was in office.

The funds are sufficient, the police officers are fully staffed, and the citizens are provided with some help within their ability when patrolling. These are the resources and corresponding requirements won by the female police chief who is backed by an old political family in California.

After the succession of Superintendent Gray, these traditions have been well carried forward, and there will be people who are responsible for cleaning up unfinished food every day and sending them to several relief points in Wilshire.

Jack doesn't know about other places, but as far as LAPD is concerned, except for some special wealthy areas, the Wilshire Police Station is probably an area where the relationship between the police and the people is harmonious.

In the past, only the public delivered food to the fire station. As for the police station, it is probably a good relationship if they pass by without spitting.

"Hi, would you mind doing an interview?"

Rarely dressed in a fresh and fresh outfit today, Taylor Kelly in a pink dress poked her head out from the door, holding two bottles of Coke in her hand and swayed at the two people in the lounge.

"certainly."

Jack smiled and nodded, "...No, we've asked the LAPD to keep our identities secret."

"You can interview anonymously. I promise not to reveal your identities. I didn't even bring a cameraman with me today."

Taylor Kelly pouts her pink lips and looks resentful.

"Based on our friendship, can such a small request not satisfy me?"

"Pretty hypocritical?" Jack didn't forget that this chick wanted to use him to bully Hannah after he saved it.

Speaking of which, I don't know if the little war between her and Hannah has been won or lost in the half year since I was away, it's worth gossiping later.

Taylor gritted his teeth angrily, and turned his eyes to Hotchner, who was a little confused, "Director Hotchner, you can accept it."

"Sorry, the identities of the members of the BAU team are strictly confidential. I am responsible for all external affairs. This is my business card."

Stepping on high-heeled shoes, JJ, dressed as an office worker, walked quickly to the door, raised his hand and handed a business card to Taylor.

Although there was a smile on his face, the aura instantly killed Taylor who only put on light makeup today, appeared as a girl next door, and planned to play emotional cards with Jack.

Seeing JJ who came to pick them up, Hotchner and Jack got up to say goodbye, and when they passed Taylor with a sad face, Jack winked at her.

"If you don't show up as a professional, I will hold a party at home tomorrow, welcome to listen to the story."

Taylor is definitely not the only one who is curious. Anyway, I haven’t held a party for a long time. Before the BAU team is busy, I simply hold a small party. It’s time for everyone to connect and connect.

Of course not tonight. I already had a date with the two Yujies. Besides, the sequelae are not as serious as before, but at this time, shouldn't I pretend to be serious?

All the way imagining how Zoe and Maureen would reward him as a hero tonight, Jack didn't notice the curious eyes that JJ cast on him from time to time.

Back at the FBI building, Jack and Hotchner were greeted like heroes by the rest of them.

A shaky video was still playing repeatedly on Rhett's computer, the only live video circulating on the Internet.

It should have been taken by a civilian on the scene who was more than [-] meters away and obliquely behind the two of them with his mobile phone.

Because it is too blurry, coupled with the relationship between the angle and the occlusion of the vehicle, the acquaintances who don't know the two very well can't recognize them at all. This is probably the reason why this video was let go.

"In less than two hours, the playback volume of Youtubie reached 500W, and many people are asking about the real identities of the two of you."

"By the way, someone has already named Jack Starbucks God of War."

Garcia, who came from the technical department to participate in the gossip, was very excited. As one of the earliest insiders, she has been helping to block Internet news.

"Where's Hotchner?" Jack asked curiously. Judging from the video, Hotchner's performance was obviously more exciting, and he looked uncommonly handsome holding two guns and firing.

After all, ordinary people would not be able to tell who completed the kill from the blurry and jittery video.

"The man with the two guns, the man in the suit?" Reid looked down at the comments under the video. This tacky nickname made Hochner, who was used to poker face, frown.

　Ask for some monthly tickets, even if I go to the bottom of the monthly ticket list, it is fine, the new collections are getting less and less every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)