The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 579 Danny Regan is attacked

"Check the surveillance videos in front of the nearby stores. As long as you can find the surveillance videos, I will search the entire 135th Street thoroughly. Do you understand? I only had time to write down the last three digits of the license plate, but I want to Does anyone know if anyone saw the entire license plate?"

When Jack arrived at the scene of the incident, he immediately saw Danny, who was loudly assigning tasks to the police. Both ends of the sidewalk had been blocked by police tape, and the surroundings were filled with citizens watching the excitement.

There was a body lying in the middle of the sidewalk. It was a tall young black man. He had been shot three times in the chest and was bleeding all over the floor. Danny's shirt and sleeves were also stained with blood.

Linda stood at the door of the convenience store nearby, looking frightened.

Jack waved to Linda from a distance, then showed his ID and walked towards Danny, "What happened? Why did you come to this ghost place?"

Harlem is famous for its chaotic law and order. Except for some streets where the situation is slightly better because there are rich black people living in it, in most areas, especially at night, even Jack is unwilling to hang around.

Because no one knows if a gangster will suddenly pop out from any corner and shoot you in the head, just because he likes the shoes on your feet.

Nowadays, Jack is not worried about his own safety, but he is not interested in cosplaying Batman and coming to a place like this to do justice.

"The homemade almond biscuits - Popoloni from Luvis convenience store are our family's favorite. We happened to be passing by nearby and wanted to buy a pound to bring to the children."

Danny tilted his head towards the convenience store where Linda was standing.

"I knew the neighborhood was unsafe, so I took Linda into the store and bought some snacks and milk. When I was checking out, a guy walked by the door with a gun. I asked Linda to call the police. By the time I chased him out, it was already too late. .

The fat Latino man shot the young man three times with a Glock pistol. When I shouted a warning, the other party fired a magazine. When I chased him out again, the bastard had already run away in the car. "

While he was telling the story, Jack checked the scene, "You were about 15 yards (one yard = 0.9 meters) away from the opponent at the time. You were right not to forcefully try to fight back. The bullet holes were basically concentrated next to the pillar you were relying on for cover. It was even convenient. The glass in the store isn’t broken, and that guy’s shooting skills are quite good.”

Danny curled his lips unconvinced, "My marksmanship is also good. I should have fired as soon as I showed my identity."

"Come on, Linda is worried about you to death. Did you see the other person's face clearly? What type of vehicle is it?" Jack glanced at the dirty and shabby streets, which looked like the urban-rural fringe area in the 90s. Monitoring is % unnecessary.

"I can see it clearly. I can definitely recognize that guy when I see his photo again. The guy who picked him up was a Mercedes-Benz G-type off-road vehicle. It shouldn't be difficult to check. It's just a pity that the kid looks like he's only in his early 20s." , he breathed his last in my arms."

Seeing the anger in his eyes as he looked at the corpse on the ground, Jack knew that the detective who couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes was probably furious. It was not his turn to intervene in this kind of case, so he could only look at Linda and said.

"Let me help you send Linda to the child. You should pay attention to your own safety."

Saying goodbye to Danny, Jack drove Linda away. Seeing her worried look, he didn't know how to comfort him. Instead, Linda spoke after a long silence.

"You know Danny has a younger brother, Joey, right?"

Jack nodded and said that he had heard something. "I know that he was also an NYPD and was shot and killed in the line of duty two years ago."

Linda showed a sad look, "I have been worried about Danny since then. His character has always been straightforward and reckless, and he never gives in in the face of difficulties. Of course, this is also the reason why he attracted me when I was young.

You know, it's just like you and Hannah are now, but now that we have two children, I have never been so worried about him, especially after Joey's accident." Jack really didn't know what to say. , speaking of danger, his job is much more dangerous than Danny's, but he is still alive. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to die, he should be able to live longer than most people in this country.

"Danny has experience in the military, and his sense of danger is much sharper than the average person. And in my opinion, his heart is much more delicate than he shows. At least he is good at making girls happy, isn't he?"

Jack's comforting words made Linda smile sheepishly, with the sweetness of memories still in her smile, "Yes, he is very good at coaxing girls. Before he met me, he was a complete playboy, which is very similar to you."

Jack's smile froze on his face. Is boomerang popular these days? Why did the topic suddenly turn back to himself.

Fortunately, the destination was quickly reached, and the topic ended there. At the entrance of the villa, old Henry Regan and Frank Regan on crutches were already waiting on the porch with their two grandsons.

"Mommy, Mommy, where's Daddy?" The two noisy boys rushed up to hug their mother and started acting coquettishly.

Jack turned off the engine and got out of the car, walked up to the two elders of the Reagan family, and shook hands with them. It seemed that they had heard that their eldest son (grandson) had been shot.

"Danny is fine. The other party did not come for him. He stayed at the scene to deal with the follow-up."

Frank Regan nodded, "I've already spoken to him on the phone, thank you Jack, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

Although the current director of the NYPD looks as usual, as if he is a man in power despite the collapse of the mountain, it would be a lie to say that he is not worried about his son and daughter-in-law. He is waiting at the door eagerly.

Jack wisely excused himself from the fact that there were guests at home and left directly.
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Early the next morning, Jack, who was about to do morning exercise with Hannah, was called to the office by Dana Moger.

"Raymondo Salazar, does that name sound familiar?"

"The Elmar gang boss in Peru?" Jack was surprised when he heard this name. Does the FBI New York office also care about drug lords in South America?

When he was dealing with drug cartels in Mexico, this name was among the information Rossi gave him.

The Elmar Gang is not a big one. Although it controls a cocaine smuggling channel, it is much worse than the Sonora Group he dealt with before, such as the Matamoros Gang. It can only be regarded as a gang. An inconspicuous little fish.

"A little over a year ago, the Alma Gang took root in Harlem, Raimundo Salazar donated $100 million to the Harlem Renaissance, and just last night, the NYPD's Danny Regan Detective, witnessed him shoot an innocent young black man on the street."

Jack was stunned when he heard Dana Moge's words. Could a drug lord be involved in last night's incident?

"This doesn't make sense. The Elmaer Gang is not a small street gang. Raimundo Salazar has many younger brothers who do his dirty work for him. Why would he do it himself?"

"That's what you have to find out. These are the information of the Alma gang. In addition, you are acting alone this time. Hannah is going to Florida. The copper smelting addict last time will be tried in court. She Need to hand over some procedural work.”

Dana Moger threw a thick pile of information to Jack, waved her hand to indicate that he could get out of the way, put on her glasses again and read the report on the table.

　I went out to do some errands today, so I was a little shorter than usual. I'll try to make up for it tomorrow.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)