The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 79 Pregnancy

"Is that old guy reliable?" Jack still had some doubts.

"It's definitely useless for you to ask him to arrest people for you, but it should be no problem to find someone. Don't underestimate an old patrolman who hasn't fired a single shot in nearly 20 years. Those urban foxes and social mice on the street will give him some face."

Concerned about gains and losses, Jack hugged Zooey and fell asleep.

At the end of the briefing the next day, Superintendent Gray really called Jack to the office alone and handed him a photo of Alejandro Mesia, whose alias was Sacer Ojeda.

"Find a way to find this man. His last haunt was near the County Museum of Art. Remember to keep a low profile."

Jack knowingly asked: "Can I ask other police officers for help?"

Superintendent Gray nodded, "Yes, but it must be kept secret. After the arrest, it is forbidden to ask questions and enter data. Call the IRS directly. Before the IRS comes to pick up this guy, protect his safety."

Jack put on a puzzled look, left Gray's office, turned around and copied a photo, and found Smidy, the old salty fish, with a box of donuts, who had a knowing expression on his face.

"Tell me, boy, do you want to get the contact information of the new redhead chick in the dispatch center, or do you want to get some tickets to the strip club?"

"Uh" Jack choked on being asked.

"I just want to ask you for help, find someone on the street."

"Half for me." Smidy showed an expression that I knew.

"What?"

Jack was taken aback. Could it be that this is the legendary person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger? There is some special identity behind the appearance of a salted fish. In my impression, Smidy has indeed organized a secret organization, but it’s not just for the screenwriter to make fun of of it?

My own contact with the IRS was only last night. How did this old salted fish hear the wind? Even if Superintendent Gray leaked the word, he shouldn't know about the bonus. This guy actually dared to speak directly to the lion.

"Are you doing private work? Have a bounty hunter friend? Catch the guy who jumped bail and absconded? I don't care how much the bonus is, I'll either give me half of it, or at least 500 yuan."

Well, it was indeed the lion who opened his mouth, but it was not the same as he thought.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, with an angry look on his face: "It's impossible, just helping a poor woman find her husband who ran away from home, 50 yuan, no more."

Smidy's small eyes rolled around a few times, a little unwilling: "200 yuan, no less."

"100 yuan plus a piece of my homemade apple pie, if you don't do it, I'll find someone else."

"Deal! Give me the photo."

Jack lightened his hand, and the box of donuts and the photo in his hand disappeared.

It was getting closer and closer to the day when Angela officially joined the police detective department, but this eldest sister always had a sad face when she was patrolling the streets today.

If it was the past days, Jack would have been impatient to eat melons in the name of caring, but today he is a little absent-minded. After all, the bonus is a huge amount for him, and Smidy is really not a reliable person. people.

Just thinking about whether to find a few more people to help, or to try his luck in the vicinity after get off work at night, Jack felt his arm was touched, and turned to see Angela looking at him with a resentful face.

Jack was taken aback, Nima's style of painting is wrong, this eldest sister is usually more manly than most of the male police officers, today this little daughter-in-law is showing herself off, what kind of trouble is she going to do?
After quickly reflecting on whether he had offended her today, Jack asked cautiously.

"Wesley?"

"He doesn't want to take me to see his mother at all!"

Angela burst into tears, frightening Jack half to death. He hurriedly pulled the police car to the side of the road, and hurriedly found a wet tissue and handed it to her.

"I'm usually a bit of a man, I eat like a wolf, and I don't like to clean up. The room is a mess, but I'm changing all these things."

"Bang!" Jack slammed his head on the steering wheel, and then showed a look of pain.

There was no way, he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he would be beaten into a hornet's nest by the angry Angela.

It has been more than three years since I came to this world, and I got rid of the three girls who have been entangled with me, like Lucy, Angela, and even Nila Harper and Zhuanqu

Although the two black girls Bishop of DEA have their own personality shortcomings, they have one thing in common.

They are all women with quite independent personalities. They yearn for love and marriage, but they will never rely on their partners and lose themselves just because of money.

This is completely different from the little fairies Jack met who wanted both. He had never been to the other side of the ocean in his previous life, and he had no way of knowing whether the beautiful Chinese women in that world were like them.

From a rational point of view, what is lacking and what should be shown more, the female characters with distinctive personalities that American drama screenwriters focus on portraying may be rare. After all, in terms of the actual social status of women in the two countries, this possibility is very high. .

But Jack is very fortunate that the women around him, no matter whether they are related to him or not, do not have any special existence, so there is only one reason for Angela's behavior.

After restarting the police car, Jack turned around and drove to the Central Hospital without saying a word. Angela in the co-pilot was puzzled.

"where are we going?"

Jack held back his laughter, feeling that he was really becoming a friend of women.

"Go to the hospital and have an examination for you?"

"Don't joke with me, I'm already in a bad mood."

"I'm not kidding, I know a lot of girls who worry about gains and losses and only find reasons from themselves, but you, Angela, are definitely not one of them.

Normally, this is the moment where you should complain to me about Wesley being an asshole, or just go to him, have a big fight with him and get a room instead of feeling sorry for yourself. "

Seeing that she was still staring at him with big eyes, Jack could only give further hints.

"How long has it been since your good friend came to see you?"

"Oh, my god!"

In a panic, Angela took out her phone and flipped through the calendar.

"I thought it was just late. You know, my time is always wrong. You mean I might be pregnant?"

Jack waved his hands hastily and denied three times in a row.

"I don't, I'm not, I don't know, I don't know anything about your physical condition, you should ask Wesley this question, after all, small umbrellas are not so reliable sometimes, I just carried out the simplest reasoning."

Angela suddenly became shy, her expression a little awkward.

"Actually, you just need to find a pharmacy to stop and buy a pregnancy test paper. It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

(End of this chapter)