Chapter 16 Warning
The next few weeks were very uneventful for the Wilshire Police Department. Tim Bradford's drug addict wife Isabella was admitted to the hospital for an overdose in the room where she and her current live-in boyfriend lived. At least 1kg of high-purity drugs were found inside.
Since she was originally a DEA detective, she would definitely die if her identity was exposed in prison, so she had no choice but to accept the DEA's conditions and become an undercover agent again. The DEA wanted to dig out the entire drug trafficking network through clues from her live-in boyfriend.
It was difficult for Jack to understand Tim's naive thoughts that day. He was so green that he actually thought about sending his wife to rehab after solving this matter, and wanted to heal his broken little family again. He really wanted to beat him. Pause and then tell him loudly, give up, that girl Lucy is your real one.
John was unlucky. One day while patrolling the streets, he and Thalia Bishop encountered two armed robbers robbing a small supermarket. Bishop knocked down one of them, and John chased the other. After entering a house, he finally had to kill the robber who was still trying to resist in the bedroom on the second floor.
Despite being monitored by body cameras, the deceased's brother filed a formal complaint against John, which resulted in the Department of Internal Affairs having to intervene and John being placed on administrative leave for up to a week.
Because John was still a rookie in the internship period, and his instructor Bishop was not around at the time of the incident, the Ministry of Internal Affairs conducted a severe cross-examination on him. In addition, coupled with the psychological stress reaction caused by shooting and killing for the first time, it was discovered that Jack, who was in a bad situation, had to drag John to visit Maureen.
In the evening, Jack called Lucy, and the three of them met in the tavern again.
"How did you recover so quickly after shooting twice? Am I too emotional?" John asked Jack for advice in confusion.
Jack glanced at Lucy guiltily, thinking that since you two have broken up, I can't teach you how to sleep with a girl.
"Or is it actually your career that you are most worried about? It's not easy for you to make up your mind to start over in middle age, but you are questioned because of your normal execution of tasks according to rules and procedures, and you have doubts about your choice?" Jack Try to activate your entry-level psychology skills.
John shook his head: "I'm not that fragile, I just feel that the person doesn't deserve to die. Could I have fired too hastily? Maybe I can subdue the opponent without shooting. The kid is so young, he may have chosen it just because of impulse." Resisted."
"Hey!" Lucy on the side couldn't hear it and slapped him on the shoulder: "I don't want to attend your funeral. Your thoughts like this will kill yourself."
"I think you might be more suitable to be a police officer on the other side of the Pacific. I heard that the police there would be criticized by the people if they didn't hit their legs with the first shot." Jack teased John with a smirk.
"The police are an integral part of the state's violent machine. We are all tools used by the ruling class to safeguard class interests. If you don't have this awareness, then it is really a wrong choice for you to become a police officer."
Looking at the confused looks in their eyes, Jack shrugged: "Pretend I didn't say anything."
"Didn't you major in psychology? Why are you so proficient in political terminology?" John looked confused.
Haha, can I let you know that the nine-year compulsory education in a certain big country in the previous life included the art of slaying dragons? Jack shook his head, trying to mumble.
At this time, a hot beer girl delivered three bottles of beer on a catwalk and left a tissue with a phone number on John's desk before leaving.
"Wow!" Lucy's face suddenly became very exciting, and she joked sourly: "This is the first time you see a girl wearing a police badge, so be careful."
The lingering feelings are really lingering. When we broke up last time, I questioned why these two people despised him?
Jack called Lucy at night to get rid of John, not to see the two of them rekindling their relationship. He really wanted to stir up trouble, causing both of them to be expelled. Not to mention the chaos of the plot, he will stay alone in Wilshere from now on. Isn't the police station boring to death?
Thinking of this, he patted his waist and said, "That's not necessarily true. I don't even have my police badge hidden. I think I'm an uncle like you, right?"
"Shut up!" Lucy became angry and threw a French fries. The three of them laughed for a while, and then talked about Tim and his wife. It seems that undercover police officers are well known for not being treated as human beings, and they often have to face them at the same time. Under the dual pressure of brutal criminals and being suspected by her own family, there are countless examples of undercover dupe dealers like Isabella who unfortunately became drug addicts.
Jack had the impression that Lucy also participated in undercover training later on, but before he traveled through time, "The Rookie" had not ended yet, so he didn't know how she would end up, but since they had talked about it, he deliberately brought the topic to some inhumane people in the police. On the other hand, it can be regarded as clearing mines in advance. When Tim and his wife break up, Lucy can be happy enemies with Tim.
Apart from John, Jack's favorite character in this American TV series is Tim. This veteran is affectionate, strong on the outside and soft on the inside. He has always longed for a complete family. Only he can subdue Lucy, who is unreliable. The philandering uncle controls.
Today, the three of them went out to drink, and only Jack drove his Chevrolet, so he didn't dare to drink too much. After the party, he first sent Lucy back to her apartment, and then sent John back to his newly bought house.
Seeing John staggering into the house, Jack turned around and prepared to go home. The headlights of the car swept across a black Mazda car parked on the side of the road. The fleeting figure inside made him feel a little strange.
It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening, John's new house was a single-family villa, and the nearest neighbor was one or two hundred meters away, so this Mazda seemed particularly suspicious.
Jack pretended that nothing happened. After driving normally for three to four hundred meters, he saw that there were no cars on the road. He turned off the lights, turned around and drove back slowly. At the same time, he dialed John's phone number, but no one answered. After thinking about it, he put the next number on the road. Two calls were made to 911, directly reporting their own police numbers and requesting that nearby night-shift patrol officers be mobilized for reinforcements.
He was off duty now. He was not wearing a uniform and had no authority to search suspicious vehicles on the roadside at will. Besides, he was drunk. In order to avoid getting into trouble, it would be better to have more witnesses.
As soon as he hung up the call with 911, John called back: "I was just taking a shower, what's the matter Jack? I left something in your car?"
"Get your gun, you might have a visitor."
At this time, Jack's Chevrolet was already approaching the Mazda. When he was less than 20 meters from head to head, he suddenly turned on the high beams and suddenly found that there was no one in the car. He quickly warned John on the phone: "Be careful, people may have already been killed." Now that you've entered the house, be sure to take cover. I'll be at your door in a minute, so be careful not to get hurt by accident."