The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 86 Crazy Criticizing Beauty
At this time, John in the audience interrupted: "Sorry to interrupt, sir, did the prisoner put forward the conditions?"

David Rossi looked at the Assistant District Attorney Sean Delmont from the District Attorney, and motioned for him to answer.

"The condition is that the death sentence is commuted to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole."

Tim in the back row suddenly made a dissatisfied voice: "This guy actually wants to accommodate her crime?"

Sean Delmont stepped forward and began to display the eloquence he had trained in courtroom sparring with defense attorneys.

"This is not to accommodate criminals. This is for the families of the deceased. For a long time, families have looked forward to recovering the remains of their loved ones."

David Rossi seemed very dissatisfied with the agreement reached between the district attorney and the serial killer, and directly dismantled it face to face.

"What about other family members who have different opinions? When we were able to arrest Dell in California, these family members were very relieved, because California has the death penalty, how can we give these family members an explanation now."

Sean Delmont gave him a helpless look: "Sorry, but this matter is beyond the purview of the FBI."

"Why do you have to go to the prison? Can't she tell the place where the corpse is hidden in the prison?"

Jack pretended to be puzzled and interrupted the upcoming dispute between the two. David Rossi would obviously be his future boss. It would not be a good thing to have a conflict with the police at this time.

After all, things have come to this point, and it is obvious that the prosecution has taken the lead, and both the FBI and the police are facilitators.

Sean Delmont explained: "She insisted that she couldn't remember the exact location, and Griffith Park covers an area of ​​[-] acres. Dale said that only by going to the scene in person can she trace her memory and find the place where the body was buried."

Angela and Nila beside her looked at each other and said, "It sounds like she wants to use this as an excuse to leave the prison."

"Waiting for an opportunity to escape, so that we can return to our old business." Nila added tacitly.

"Maybe, but Dale also knows that if he can't lead us to find the three burial sites, the deal will fall through."

Sean Delmont was still eloquent, and everyone in the audience rolled their eyes and made a noise. Obviously, this kind of reason is too nonsense. The district attorney's tossing about such extraneous things is nothing more than an invitation. They really didn't see the meeting That pretty girl from Channel [-] outside?

Zooey obviously knew what her subordinates were dissatisfied with. With a light cough, the conference room fell silent.

"Okay, Gray will arrange the specific tasks."

Superintendent Gray stepped onto the podium again. The matter had been decided, and the FBI could only express its dissatisfaction. How could they have any objections from a mere branch.

"First of all, before the arrival of the prisoners, the entire police station will be sealed off, the detention of suspects will be stopped, and the existing detainees will be transferred to the Shuangta Township branch."

"Then, the beautiful troublemaker outside needs someone to watch. It's the turn of the youngest and handsome guy from the Wilshire Police Department. Keep an eye on her, Jack, and don't let her cause trouble for us."

Angela smiled and made a pistol-like gesture with her hand, pointing at the bewildered Jack, and said "biu" softly, indicating that he was dead.

Another meal was blackmailed by Angela as a hush money to Hannah. Jack pretended to be dejected and went to the gun room to get the equipment. Of course, this was just a joke among friends. This best friend is more than one eyeliner in the Wilshire Police Department.

"Is that what makes you unhappy seeing me?" Taylor Kelly's make-up was extraordinarily delicate today. When she saw Jack, she smiled like a flower, and she looked like a girl next door.

"How did you get the higher-ups to agree to your follow-up shooting? Or did you reach a deal with the local prosecutor?"

Jack was a little curious. It was unheard of for the police to agree to let the TV station get involved in such a matter.

Taylor Kelly looked at Jack very seriously for a while, and there was a little more sincerity in his eyes.

"It seems that Hannah and Ni are not only because of your good looks, don't you think I got this opportunity through my father's relationship?"

Jack looked into those beautiful blue eyes for a moment before answering.

"Being a female news anchor on Channel [-] obviously doesn't just depend on a pretty face and nepotism. Although I don't know much about your news media industry, a capable professional woman like you has seen it before. Several of them."

"Hmph!" Taylor Kelly obviously understood the meaning behind Jack's words, and replied a little arrogantly.

"For example, Hannah's sister Zoe, right? Then I'll just take this as a compliment to me."

Jack was a little surprised. Could it be that Zooey is still this chick's idol?

Then he realized that with Zoe's current stack of buffs, it was really possible that just coming out publicly would be enough for this suspected lesbian guy to worship.

"So, it was Sean Delmont who invited you? He wanted to take this one step further and remove the prefix of assistant?"

Taylor Kelly giggled and didn't answer directly: "Does Hannah often praise you for being smart?"

"You can ask her yourself, she will be back from Quantico soon."

At this time, the gate of the police garage slowly opened, and a white prison car slowly reversed in. In the side door, Superintendent Gray led John and others, as well as David Rossi and the prosecutor's assistant from the local prosecutor's office. Sean Delmont, walked out together.

"Superintendent Gray? I'm Superintendent Conandes." A balding middle-aged prison guard handed a stack of documents to the black-faced Superintendent.

"The prisoner last ate at six o'clock and went to the toilet 47 minutes ago, that is to say, there is no need to worry about her physical needs for 2 hours, but you will"

"Don't worry, don't worry, what are these documents?" Superintendent Gray took the documents at a loss.

"The Eighth Amendment to the Constitution, cruel and unconventional punishment shall not be imposed. The prisoner is now handed over to you. Please act according to the law."

"Prisoners are protected by the Bill of Rights and the Higher Education Equality Act, don't get yourself sued."

Superintendent Conandes had a schadenfreude smile on his face, as if he had successfully handed over an unexploded bomb to someone else.

"So what am I going to sign?" Superintendent Gray had never experienced such a thing, and was still a little dizzy.

"An affidavit stating that I - Antonio Conandez, Superintendent of the California Department of Corrections, hereby transfer jurisdiction over prisoner number 081316 to Los Angeles Police Department - Superintendent Wade Gray."

"Thank you." Superintendent Gray looked helpless, signed his name on the document, and returned it to the other party.

"OK, bring someone out." Superintendent Conandes yelled.

The door of the prison car opened, and a middle-aged white woman with red hair in her 40s was pushed out.

(End of this chapter)