The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 5 No one doesn't like gossip
With a sad face, John recounted what happened today. On patrol this morning, he came across a family dispute and called the police. When he arrived, he found that it was a couple with a huge difference in size. A wife who looked no more than 120 meters tall and weighed no more than 1 kilograms domestically abused him.

The ridiculous John comforted her husband, but he didn't take it to heart, and left after a simple mediation.

As a result, in the afternoon, he and his instructor, Thalia Bishop, received another call to the police at the same location. When they arrived, they saw the frail-looking wife riding on the strong husband and stabbing him with an ice pick. The neck was broken more than ten times, and when the two subdued the wife, the burly husband had already died of blood loss.

John looked very depressed: "I pressed his neck, but I couldn't do anything. I could only feel his life passing away a little bit. He was still talking to me face to face not long ago."

"Originally, I thought I was already mentally prepared, but when I encountered this kind of thing, I found that it was not the case."

Jack put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "I thought you would feel guilty and didn't help or blame yourself for the husband's death. In that case, I might use a bunch of reasons to comfort and convince you, It's not your responsibility to let you know."

"I'm glad, since you don't think so, then I don't know what to say, I was in a coma when my parents passed away, and it took several days to wake up. So, I can only say, let time heal this Everything."

John gratefully put his arms around Jack's shoulders.

"Man, thank you, sometimes you really make me feel that I am not in front of a young man who is only three years older than my son, but an old guy who I have known for many years."

Jack glanced at the two girls beside him with strange eyes.

"Is this old guy taking advantage of me?" The girls laughed wildly.

"Tell me about you." Jack pointed at Lucy with a beer bottle: "How is your first day today? Did Officer Bradford let you go in the end?"

Seemingly caught up in this sudden question, Lucy's face was tangled, and it took her a long time to say something: "Officer Bradford doesn't seem to be targeting me on purpose. I think he is a soft-hearted person."

Hannah nodded: "He is indeed a disgusting and kind person. If you think he is making things difficult for you, it's just that he doesn't want to let any unqualified rookie go. Being a street patrolman in Los Angeles is a very dangerous job , If you don’t have the ability, you will lose your life.”

"So, Lucy, how did you find out that he is a good person? You still looked resentful in the morning." There was a malicious smile on the corner of Jack's mouth.

Lucy hesitated for a long time before speaking uncertainly: "I don't know if this involves his privacy, but I don't want this matter to spread outside the four of us today."

"We swear." Everyone loves gossip, the three of them spoke in unison and raised three fingers at the same time.

"When we caught a street DU dealer today, there was a female homeless woman who looked like a drug addict. Bradford had a few words with her and gave her all the cash he had. , When I got back in the car, I asked him what was going on, and he said it was his wife who had been missing for more than a year, and he looked very sad."

"Oh my God." Hannah covered her mouth in surprise, "That must be Isabella."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Hannah continued: "Tim Bradford's wife is Isabella, who used to be a DEA (Federal Drug Enforcement Agency) undercover agent. He was addicted to DU and ran away from home a year ago."

She warned Lucy with a serious expression: "If Tim doesn't take the initiative to bring this matter up with you, don't be stupid. In fact, colleagues in the bureau have been helping to find Isabella in private. Only Tim thinks that He kept it a secret."

Lucy nodded seriously, and everyone then turned their attention to Jack who was studying the wine bottle.

"What's wrong? Why do you look at me like that?" Jack tried to play dumb.

"Shouldn't you share your experience today? We've talked about everything." Lucy slapped the table angrily.

Jack curled his lips: "Angela threatened me not to tell anyone, unless you invite you for the second round of wine."

"Beauty, four more bottles of Budweiser." John immediately raised his hand to greet the nearby waitress.

Jack took a sip slowly, and then began to narrate: "Today we arrested a pair of female lesbians."

"Eventually Angela finished spraying a whole bottle of disinfectant and threatened to kill me if I talked about it."

John and Lucy laughed together, but Hannah threw her arms around Jack's neck with a fierce look in her eyes: "You're calling Angela by her name so quickly, your relationship is progressing very quickly."

Jack hurriedly signaled Hannah to pay attention to the occasion with his eyes, and at the same time shouted: "Didn't you say that it is inconvenient for us to stagger our time, let me establish a good relationship with Angela as soon as possible, and ask her to teach me pistol shooting for you? Waking up early every day to prepare breakfast for two and lunch for three."

Looking at each other with John, Lucy asked with interest: "So, what's the relationship between you two?"

Jack quickly raised his hand to clarify: "Hannah and I were friends before, but now we are my landlord, and I take care of her three meals a day to cover the rent."

"Hmph!" Hannah gave him a disdainful look.

"LAPD does not allow office romances. Once it happens, one party must actively apply to be transferred to another department or branch. If you are a rookie, you will even be fired directly. But I am already applying to the FBI. When I leave LAPD, I will actively pursue it. Jack, he's mine and I like him."

Jack was coughing and coughing from Hannah's bold show of love, and didn't notice the pale faces of John and Lucy.

After the party ended, Hannah realized that the atmosphere was a bit awkward at the end, and turned to Jack in the passenger seat: "Are John and Lucy?"

Jack nodded: "That's right, they got together in the last two months of the police academy. I thought they would be fine after graduation. I didn't expect Zoe to pick them both into the Wilshire Police Department."

Hannah wrinkled her small and cute nose, and muttered, "Why are they all so young?"

Jack patted the back of his head guiltily, not daring to take up the conversation.

The two were silent for a while, and Jack broke the awkward atmosphere by speaking.

"I saw the names of Rick Hunter and Detective Dee Dee McCall when I visited the wall of honor in the police station today. Do you know them?"

(End of this chapter)