The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 68 Soft rice is really fragrant
Jack only felt that his scalp was a little numb. Although he was not so politically correct in his heart, those good-looking girlfriends were definitely not in his exclusion range. The one who messed around in the back seat of his police car when he first entered the precinct was not counted. It's too spicy for the eyes, it's disgusting.

In fact, for most of the old porn critics, when they see two pleasing and beautiful girls rubbing against each other, apart from sighing secretly that it is a waste, the only thing left is appreciation without distracting thoughts.

The problem is that this good-looking Jiyou is targeting his own girlfriend, which makes people a little unhappy. Although he is very confident in Hannah's sexual orientation, according to Zoe, the two After fighting for so many years, if something happens, it won't be delayed until now.

But if someone comes up with some tricks to save the country with curves, attacking east and west, fighting cattle across mountains, using strength to fight and other tricks, it will be a bit bad to first target yourself. Jack was not very good at refusing to grow up in his previous life. A good-looking girl, not to mention the stunning girl in front of her who is only slightly inferior to Hannah.

Sure enough, after the award ceremony was over, before Jack stepped off the stage, a smiling Taylor Kelly pulled the majestic middle-aged man to stand in front of him.

"Officer Jack Tavoler, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. This is my father, Vincent Kelly."

Seeing the middle-aged man reaching out his hand, Jack quickly reached out and shook him respectfully.

"Good morning, Your Honor."

As a judge of the LA City Superior Court, Vincent Kelly can be regarded as approachable, but he really has nothing to chat with a grassroots patrolman like Jack. circle of those people.

Taylor Kelly still stood in front of Jack, with a hint of anger in his originally sweet smile.

"Why haven't I heard your call?"

Are the chicks of the upper class in the beautiful country also so direct?Jack put on a business smile subconsciously, and his eight big white teeth were very dazzling under the light.

"I'm sorry, beautiful Miss Kelly, but I already have a girlfriend."

His eyes subconsciously fell on the other party's chin, where there were two more pimples that were not even covered by foundation than when they met last time, and then he caught a glimpse of the bloodshot eyes in those pretty blue eyes, and said in his heart , the job of a female news anchor is also quite hard.

"Am I worse than Hannah, that country chick from Texas?"

Taylor Kelly's tone was full of arrogance, but he couldn't hide the mischievous smile in his eyes.

Tsk, what the hell are these bad lines from an 8 o'clock American youth drama, those who didn't know thought this young lady was attending a high school prom.

Didn't realize that the eldest lady was still a dramatist, so Jack almost used the aria unconsciously: "Please don't insult the goddess in my heart."

"Puchi." There were two uncontrollable sniggers from behind him, and it didn't take much thinking to know that it was Zoe and Maureen who were eavesdropping.

There were quite a lot of people in the banquet hall, and Taylor Kelly didn't have Jack's good hearing, and he didn't notice the two sisters behind him who were pretending to be whispering.

But she also knew that her acting skills had been seen through by the man in front of her, so she immediately smiled.

"It seems that Hannah has told you a lot of things, and I also know that she pursued you actively, but I still want to know, in your opinion, how am I inferior to her?"

Jack didn't speak, and looked him up and down again. He said that this low-cut blue starlight evening dress really matched her temperament, and there was a hint of caution in the sweetness of a lady.

Sensing that Jack's eyes finally stayed on his chest, Taylor Kelly's expression changed, and he whispered with gritted teeth.

"Are you a suckling baby?"

There is one thing to say, although the seemingly deep gully is somewhat squeezed, and it is much stronger than Lucy's B cup, but it is indeed worse than Maureen, not to mention the broad-minded pair of Zoe and Hannah. cousins.

Finally letting this suspected rival in love leave the stage angrily, Jack sighed, thinking that this is all nonsense, and he doesn't know whether this female news anchor who appeared out of nowhere really has a problem with her orientation or just likes to fight against Hannah.

But there is one thing to say, when an ordinary man encounters such a good-looking young lady who has a family background, a career bonus, and is afraid that he will fall in a minute, only a good man like him can resist, and he must find a man when he turns back. Na should ask for compensation carefully. If it doesn't work, she can ask her sister to pay some interest first.

"Ever heard of BAU?"

The steam in the bathroom carried a hint of oak fragrance. Maureen fell in love with Jack's homemade large bathtub at first sight, and she couldn't bear to come out without soaking in it for an hour every time.

Jack, who turned into a human cushion, shook his head. Mei likes to use some weird abbreviations, and anyone can guess what they mean.

"It's the Behavior Analysis Department under the FBI. They are rebuilding an action team that is responsible for serial cases across the country. They need a newcomer with a flexible mind and good skills. I recommend you to them."

"You're not kidding?"

Jack was a little surprised. He knew that Maureen was a specially hired psychologist by LAPD, but he didn't expect her to be so talkative in the FBI. It seemed a bit strange that he, who had been with LAPD for less than half a year, could get into the eyes of the FBI. Exaggeration.

Maureen stretched comfortably, and someone looked straight at the floating hemisphere in the water.

"To be precise, they found me. I went this time to assist BAU in the profiling of a serial murder suspect. They have some questions about your file, so they checked with me by the way."

Jack looked up at the ceiling, talking about business and not being distracted.

"What questions can the FBI have about my file on a rookie patrolman?"

Maureen rolled her pretty eyes: "It's been less than half a year since you entered the Wilshire branch, how many days of administrative leave have you taken?"

"Uh..." Jack was taken aback by the question, thinking that if he didn't hang out with the protagonist, he wouldn't be able to get so many kills.

"BAU wants a pure rookie who has not formed a fixed mindset, but also hopes to have some practical experience, and also requires a strong learning ability. From veterans to newly recruited police officers across the country, we have collected a lot of files and screened them. There are only 5 candidates and you are one of them."

"I told them that you are my intended student. After completing your bachelor's degree, you will study for a master's degree in psychology under my name. BAU checked your grades in the past few years and then selected you."

Jack was a little excited. This is a detour that has been avoided for at least three or four years. This soft rice is really delicious!
"Professor Cahill, the students really don't know how to thank you."

Maureen snorted and slapped his mischievous hand off.

"Hold me out, the water is cold."

(End of this chapter)