The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 99 Lover Tribulation ([-])

"So, Black Friday doesn't count, Christmas doesn't count, Valentine's Day is the most crime-intensive day of the year, it's unbelievable."

Angela went to the police detective team today, John became Jack's street patrol partner for the first time, and Lucy was forced to go to the front desk to be on duty.

"Uh, how about...we have a party tonight?"

Jack really has a headache, he doesn't know how to survive tonight, it's best if Hannah is not around, just a sweet video, but Maureen and Zoe both gave him hints that they want to spend Valentine's Day alone.

You are both engaged, okay, you act like glue in front of outsiders every day, how can you spend it alone?Isn't this embarrassing me, Fat Tiger?Besides, there are still Chris and Justin living in his house. Even if he has the ability to coax the two girls well, it is another problem whose house he will go to at night.

Just pull everyone together for a Valentine's Day party and play it by ear.

"Okay, let's go to my house, anyway, it will be demolished and redecorated soon, please call more, it's okay if it gets dirty."

As John said, he took out his mobile phone and started contacting Jialisi.

Jack is counting heads while driving, Angela and Wesley are a couple, John and Jialisi are a couple, Lucy and Tim are barely a couple, Superintendent Gray must bring his wife, Zoe and Maureen are outsiders It must be considered a couple in the eyes, isn't it the only one left?Oh, and Nila, the black girl.

"I heard that Nila might get back together with her ex-husband!"

John's words shattered Jack's fluke.

"I hate Valentine's Day!"

"7-A-26 police car, a single accident, 1530 Crescent Heights, the injured are unknown." A call came from the command center.

The two people in the car stopped joking, and Jack picked up the walkie-talkie and replied: "7-A-26 is rushing to the scene."

The crash site was not far from where the pair were patrolling, and usually the command center dispatched the nearest police car that was marked as idle.

"There!" John pointed to a purple BMW near the intersection, which had almost lost its front end and knocked down a wooden utility pole.

Jack slammed on the brakes to stop the police car in the middle of the fork. The flashing police lights of the police car will remind passing vehicles to drive carefully when passing the accident scene.

"Dispatch center, please get off the car and handle the case on foot."

John continued to report to the command center through his shoulder microphone: "The location is No. 1530, Crescent Heights. The power supply line is damaged. Please notify the Water and Power Bureau urgently."

Jack grabbed John, who was about to go forward, and pointed to the wires that had fallen from the poles to the roof of the car.

"Wait a minute, the car is electrified all over now, if you touch me, two ambulances will have to be called."

Although the broken wires will not be thrown around with sparks like a snake that has become a fine snake in film and television works, no matter whether it is 220 volts or 110 volts, it is not something that people can touch directly.

Fortunately, the wires only touch the car now, as long as the people inside don't get out of the car, they will be fine for the time being.

But now I’m not complaining about why LA, the second largest city in the United States, is still using this kind of wooden pole that breaks when it hits it. It’s a beautiful Chinese feature. At this time, there is a blond young woman in the car who still looks charming. Gradually waking up, trying to open the car door.

John could only yell loudly: "Ma'am, please stay in the car, it is very dangerous outside."

"She seems delirious, can't hear what you're saying, ready to save someone, I'll fix the wires."

Jack pulled out his ASP baton, thought for a while, and was a little uneasy about the thin rubber handle on it, dragged off his uniform and wrapped it around it.

At the same time, the blond young woman in the car seemed to be a little delirious due to the impact of the car accident. She couldn't hear what John was yelling at all. She had already opened the car door. As soon as one foot hit the ground, she was convulsed by the electric shock.

"Jack, we have to do something!" John was anxious.

Jack stepped forward quickly, picked up the wire, and motioned for him to drag the man away.

"Command center, please send an ambulance to my location, adult female, in her 30s, unconscious, not breathing, electrocuted."

While Jack was calling the command center, John had already laid the young blonde woman on the ground and started CPR for her.

Taking into account Taylor's lessons learned, Jack did not help to take over after John performed 2 cycles, but secretly touched the blond young woman's arm.

"Come on, you can do it." With John's efforts, the blond young woman regained her spontaneous breathing, but her consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

"Hey, welcome back, you're all right." John was surprised.

"What happened?"

"It's best not to move. You had a car accident and got electrocuted unfortunately. The ambulance is coming." John comforted softly.

"Did you save me? Thank you!" The blond young woman was moved and hugged John with her backhand, almost kissing him directly.

"Uh uh. Yes, it should be"

John looked embarrassed and embarrassed to break free from the other side.

If he didn't feel that the influence was bad, Jack, who was watching the excitement, almost whistled and walked away. It seems that he is not the only one who is going to have a lover's robbery today.

Send the blond young woman who still has charm to the ambulance, and the two continue on the road after dealing with the scene.

"A box of Cuban-origin Partagas, I promise to keep the matter a secret, and it will never be known by Jialisi."

Jack turns on blackmail mode.

"Don't even think about it, I only have the last box left, at most I will give you one to taste at night."

John showed a pained expression, and fiddled with the two ugly big-headed dolls on the center console with his fingers a little restlessly, and he could vaguely tell that they were Hannah and Jack.

This is a gift made by Kara, who escaped from the serial kidnapper's house before Christmas, and given to the two of them.

"What a coincidence, who do you think that is?" Jack, who was driving slowly, pointed across the street.

Cara, a little girl on the side of the road, is leading a few ten-year-old girl scouts to set up a biscuit sale. They are all wearing uniform light pink uniforms, dark blue skirts, and a beret of the same light pink color. Also wearing a red scarf, so cute that it's a foul.

"Oh, they're so cute, I've always wanted a girl like this sweetheart."

John smiled exaggeratedly and creases all over his face.

"There is still hope for you and Jialisi, go down and say hello and buy some biscuits? This way you don't have to compete with me for lunch."

Jack pulled over, opened the car door and waved to Kara. The little girl jumped up and down with joy when she saw him.

Just when the two were about to cross the road, a small black man with dreadlocks suddenly rushed to the Girl Scouts booth, grabbed a few boxes of biscuits and wanted to run, Kara kicked him several times in the shin His feet didn't make him let go.

"Police, stop!"

Jack and John run after him, what kind of psychos are they, snatching Girl Scout cookies in front of the police.

(End of this chapter)