The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 33
Maureen's eyes became a little blurred, and she pursed her red lips and offered a wet kiss: "No wonder Zoe was so crazy about you that she almost broke her promise to the family. You are simply the Helen of Troy back then."

Jack didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought what was going on, but there was a doubt in his heart. In the original plot, Zoe's accidental death was really just an accident created by the screenwriter because the actor quit?Or being reinterpreted by this world, there are some other reasons.

He secretly reminded himself that during this period of time, he should pay more attention to the situation of the police station. In addition to preventing Zoe's accident from happening, he also had to prevent accidents from happening.

The next day, Jack and Hannah made an appointment for dinner with everyone. They had agreed to invite John and Lucy, who were still rookies, to a big meal, and they also called Tim and Angela by the way.

The case of the serial murderer Angus Lucius was handled in a low-key manner, and a gag order was issued within the police station. At the same time, the Los Angeles City Hall was worried about causing public panic, so it reached a deal with several mainstream media, and all relevant reports were suppressed. Down.

Because the case was solved too quickly and there were not many insiders, even if it was posted on the Internet, a few words would not make any waves.

The only regret is that this time the local prosecutor's office was stared at by the top and worked too quickly. Tim and Jack who shot the gun only got three days of administrative leave.

This time, Jack was at a loss. He didn’t let Hannah spend any money. The ingredients alone cost him nearly 400 knives. He went to the Huashang Supermarket to buy some good quality ingredients. In addition to the rock sugar elbow that everyone strongly requested, he also made squirrel fish. , salt-baked chicken and a bunch of hard dishes.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, everyone arrived, and Jack finally finished his work in the kitchen. He opened the system contentedly, and a notification appeared on it: Congratulations to the host for improving his cooking skills (skilled) to cooking skills (proficient) through his own learning.

Now he finally has a second mastery-level skill besides pistol shooting. Although cooking skills did not directly help him in his police career, it is really nice to be able to sit down and enjoy delicious food with friends after finishing a case. It is the best way to relieve the mood and get rid of negative emotions.

Today Tim brought a bottle of his favorite Gordon's Gin for everyone to taste. Gin, also known as gin, is one of Lao Mei's favorite spirits.

Everyone ate and chatted, the topic changed a few times, and finally returned to the serial murder case.

Hannah curled her lips: "Do you know what happened after you left last night?"

"The two police detectives from the serious crime team actually found Zoe to complain to us, saying that we should notify them before entering the suspect's house to search."

Angela showed sarcasm: "Superintendent Anderson doesn't know how to coax babies. This case has not been officially transferred to the serious crimes team. They have no reason to complain to us. Only trash will complain when they don't get credit."

Hannah nodded: "Zoe directly invited them out of the office, and said that if they had treated Cara's family's report seriously, the two girls would not have suffered so much torture."

"That bald police detective named Motta's face is disfigured with rage."

"So, this is the end of the matter?" Jack's words meant something, and he was talking to Tim. During the pursuit yesterday, both body cameras fell for some reason. What happened in the end, only the two of them I know.

"Since the higher-ups have spoken, of course it's over like this. Anyway, the murderer is dead. No one will care about some details, will they?"

Tim had a calm expression on his face.

"Doctor Garris said that the girl named Emma would need at least three months to fully recover, and it would be too cheap for him to let the beast die like this."

Hannah's expression was still a little resentful, and this case touched the deep pain in her heart.

Jack smiled and clinked glasses with Tim, and drank the rest of the wine: "Okay Hannah, we're just the police, not God, we did what we can, let's talk about something happy, next It's gossip time."

John smiled mysteriously and began to break the news: "When I was in Superintendent Gray's office, someone just came in and said that he was considering applying for the superintendent exam."

Angela, who was eating happily at the side, froze immediately when she heard the words, and it took a long time to swallow the food in her mouth with difficulty. She looked at Tim in disbelief. Among the people present, he was the only one who qualified.

"Impossible, asshole Tim, you were laughing at us when Bishop and I were competing for the detective job."

She imitated Tim's usual way of frowning and speaking: "I don't understand why you two are like this. You leave the patrol team cruelly. It's fun to be a patrolman."

After speaking, he slapped Tim on the shoulder, "Huh? Are you going to give up your fun now?"

Tim's old face didn't even turn red: "I just don't want to wait for you to officially become a police detective, and be directed around by you every day. I entered the police station two years earlier than you."

Angela still pointed at him angrily, and said in a fierce tone, "You'd better pray that you can pass the police inspector exam in one go, or else I'll be a police detective first, and I'll arrest you as soon as I have a case."

Tim counterattacked: "Angela, don't you tell me what happened between you and that rich young man's lawyer?"

Everyone looked at this carefree girl, including Lucy, who was obsessed with food the whole time because she tasted Jack's craftsmanship for the first time, all looked up and cast piercing gazes.

Jack found that Angela blushed unexpectedly and stuttered.

"We've only dated a few times, can't I have a little private life?"

Lucy's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief: "It's the lawyer you helped him take back the suitcase from the thief, and in turn wanted to sue you for violent law enforcement?"

Jack raised his hand to prove: "I was at the scene that time, and the two of them quarreled fiercely, and Angela even threatened to slap that guy in the face."

"Wow!" The melon-eating crowd showed expressions of watching the show.

"Wesley later apologized to me when one of my four older brothers was getting married and if I couldn't get a male escort to accompany me to the wedding right away, my mum would spend the night setting me up with the best man."

"So?" Everyone said in unison.

"The best man smelled like cat litter, and I don't think he owns cats at all."

Angela had a sweet smile on her face: "Besides, Wesley is indeed handsome, and he is also very gentlemanly when he apologizes."

Hannah suddenly showed a belated look, slapped her forehead, and her voice rose 8 degrees with excitement.

"So today you suddenly ask me what Jack and I should pay attention to when we are in the same house."

"Oh my god, you've already started planning to live together, and you still plan to hide it from me. Are we not the best girlfriends?"

(End of this chapter)