The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 47 Worry
While listening to the conversation, Jack, who was trying to recall more details, looked at Zoe and asked, "Supervisor Anderson, how many gang members are there in [Southern Front]?"

After Zoe arrived at the scene, she had been secretly observing Jack, and she was secretly relieved after confirming that he was not injured. Now that she heard him take the initiative to ask her questions, she could finally look at him openly in front of everyone.

"In the whole of California, there are about 6000 people, and there are at least [-] members in the Greater Los Angeles area."

Superintendent Gray looked at John: "So the most important thing now is to protect your safety. I will temporarily transfer you from the street patrol team and suggest that you rest at home temporarily. A group of police officers will be stationed near your home all day. "

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zooey proposed that she escort John home. Obviously, in her perception, no matter how arrogant the gangsters were, they would not dare to do anything to her as the Superintendent of Police.

Alarm bells were ringing in Jack, but in public it was unwise to question the orders of his immediate superiors, let alone the decisions of his superiors who were trying to thwart them.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he said with a smile: "Let's go with me too. I will be stationed at John's house at night. Last time he was attacked at home, I was also a warning. Plus this time, I don't mind if he owes me more. You must know that my new house still lacks a decoration worker."

John patted him on the shoulder gratefully: "You should have asked me for help a long time ago. I guessed that you alone would not be able to handle your super luxurious kitchen."

Since the old Ford pickup was rotten, John got into the police car driven by Zoe, and Jack followed behind in his second-hand Chevrolet. Fortunately, the journey was uneventful and he arrived at John's home safely.

After explaining a few words to John, Zooey was about to say goodbye and leave. Jack followed closely and stopped her outside the house.

"Captain Anderson"

Zooey turned her head back with a smile, her high ponytail flicked a beautiful arc in the night.

Jack hesitated to speak. He wanted to remind Sister Yu to pay attention to safety, but he didn't know where to start. Zoe at work was not as gentle and pleasant as the two of them got along in private. It might be more serious to talk about being arbitrary, but she was confident and assertive. That's right.

This may be the quality necessary for a woman to be a leader in a male-dominated police system.

Superintendent Gray, who is also from the army, respects her young female superintendent not just because of the difference in status. The boss's ability is always there.

But Jack had never seen Superintendent Gray do anything perfunctory to Zoe, even if it was just verbal,

He remembered that Zoe once mentioned that Superintendent Gray had some complaints about her recruiting the old rookie John, but apart from the initial difficulties to test John's determination to join the police, as John's performance became more and more prominent, the black-faced Superintendent Gradually favor this old rookie of the same age as him.

In this, John's performance made him also see his own hope of coping with the midlife crisis, and he also admired his boss's human eyesight.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in Jack's mind, and a hazy idea gradually took shape, but it was not the time to say it, he had to find a way to convince John that guy first.

"Uh, I have some ideas, but they are not perfect yet. Can you provide some information about the [Southern Front] and report to you tomorrow morning."

Zooey seemed a little surprised, but she nodded immediately, her beautiful eyes full of affection: "I'll send you an email when I get back, and be careful at night."

This occasion is not suitable for intimacy. Not to mention John inside the house, there is a police car parked across the road outside the house to perform protection tasks.

Jack resisted the urge to hug Meiyan Yujie into his arms, and just said softly: "You too, my dear."

Zooey's pretty face was blushing, and she gave this daring guy a coquettish look, and continued, "Tomorrow my parents will send Hannah on the plane to Quantico, and you can just report back to the bureau."

After the two said goodbye, Jack returned to John's room. The old rookie had already spread a blanket in the living room with great care, and placed a pot of coffee and a box of five Cohiba long gun cigars on it.

"Wow, you still have such a good product." Jack happily took out a cigar, put it under his nose and smelled it, the rich aroma was really intoxicating.

He is not addicted to cigarettes, but he likes the rich aroma of Cuban cigars. When he is irritable or needs to think for a long time, he will light a good Cuban cigar, just like burning incense. Turtles are also extravagant.

John skillfully cut one end with special cigar scissors, lit it with a long birch match, and handed it to Jack.

The fragrant aroma spread in the mouth, flowed on the tip of the tongue, and then spit out slowly, Jack's mood relaxed, and John, who was sitting opposite him, also showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Thank you for saving my life again, Jack, I don't know how to thank you." John said solemnly.

Jack waved his hand indifferently: "Didn't you say it before, just help me fix that damn kitchen together, I've already wasted nearly $100 worth of materials."

John couldn't help laughing, and his brows were tightened again: "I can't go to work like this tomorrow, can I? I mean, I will endanger everyone within five feet of me now."

"Haven't we been in danger all the time since we became a street patrolman? Maybe one day we will be killed by a bullet flying from the corner of the street." Jack asked a little funny.

"Did you become a rookie policeman at 45 because you found it more comfortable than your previous job as a construction contractor?"

John wondered: "You mean, I should go to work directly tomorrow, just as if there is no gangster killing order?"

Jack's tone was very reasonable: "Aren't they supposed to be afraid of us? We are the ones that make these dregs of society tremble."

"I think if this incident spreads to the upper echelons of the police force today, those big shots will be more angry than me. This is a police state. When will it be the gangster's turn to challenge the authority of the police?"

But Jack then changed the subject: "But it's up to you in the end. You have family members, and other colleagues will understand any decision you make."

John nodded: "Superintendent Anderson also meant the same thing just now, so I decided to go to work normally. They will definitely be very short of manpower tomorrow."

At this moment, Jack's cell phone beeped twice, and he picked it up, only to find that it was Zoe who had sent a bunch of information.

(End of this chapter)