Chapter 1022 New Year's Snow Night (Part 2)
Others were also attracted by the news on TV and cast their eyes in attention. Obviously, except for Jack and John, these local Detroit people had heard of Marino Bishop.
"It's a bit strange. The news said that Bishop was arrested after killing undercover detective Ray Botno in the church. I remember that Botno was Marcus Duval's subordinate.
How could the people in their "anti-black group" go undercover? Or they targeted a big guy like Bishop. They must have known each other well." Ronick frowned and asked in confusion.
"Who knows? Maybe we just happened to meet each other in the church and recognized each other. You know the morality of the media nowadays. They can make a storm out of a rumor."
Old police officer Jasper held out his hand to Alice with a nonchalant attitude, "So now, young lady, can I ask you to dance? To celebrate my retirement."
"Of course." Alice held the old police officer's hand, "I will definitely miss you, old man."
This little episode that had nothing to do with her did not cause in-depth discussion among the crowd. Then the song and dance continued until night fell. Jack temporarily extinguished the charcoal in the grill and brought in a box of "room temperature" beer from outside, which attracted cheers from the crowd.
"I have to admit that I like you two Los Angeles people a little. I heard that there is sunshine all year round and it never snows, right? It sounds like heaven."
Ronick muttered in a sofa, his voice a little unclear, as if he was a little full.
John held a "room temperature" beer, frowned and shook it gently, patiently waiting for the ice inside to slowly melt, and smiled when he heard him say that.
"You are talking about Hawaii. Jack just came back from there. The winter in Los Angeles is sometimes still quite cold, especially after the rain, but it is indeed much more comfortable than Detroit."
"Maybe I should arrange my first stop in retirement life in Los Angeles, and the second stop in Florida. When I am completely tired of the sun and the beach, I will return to the north to live."
The old police officer Jasper began to pant after dancing two dances. At this moment, he was holding a glass and carefully savoring the bottle of Irish whiskey that was said to have been in the evidence room for 30 years.
"Is Hawaii fun?" Alice asked Jack curiously.
Jack subconsciously touched his waist. The hole had been completely healed by him using healing when he left Los Angeles.
"It's OK. Pretty girls like you will definitely be very popular there, especially when you appear on the beach in a bikini."
"Then my New Year's wish is to go to Hawaii for vacation next year. For this, I can swear to quit smoking, and never be seduced by bad boys again, and have a normal relationship."
However, before she finished speaking, Alice took out a pack of women's cigarettes, lit one for herself, and asked Alex if she wanted one.
Alex rolled her eyes at her, "Didn't you swear to quit smoking?"
"Yes, it's still early before 12 o'clock, I have to finish the remaining half pack, otherwise it will be a waste?" Alice replied confidently.
"OK, then maybe we should be glad that there are no bad boys like you said here." Alex said, glancing at Jack intentionally or unintentionally, and then the two women laughed inexplicably.
It has to be said that alcohol is sometimes a good thing. Although everyone drank very restrainedly, they were inevitably a little drunk. Even Alex and Ronik, who had not dealt with each other before, were no longer so tense.
But the harmonious atmosphere did not last long. With the sudden piercing noise from the radio and the subsequent call, the old police officer Jasper, who picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words, looked at his young sheriff with a strange expression.
"What happened?" Ronik struggled to pull himself out of the comfortable sofa and walked forward to take the walkie-talkie, but the call ended at this time and there was no sound inside.
"That bastard Bishop is going to be sent to us. The command center said that the highway was closed due to the snowstorm, and the bus carrying the prisoners will come to our police station to spend the night."
Old police officer Jasper did not notice Ronik's ugly face for a moment, and was still talking to himself, "I must teach that bastard a lesson, this murderer of police officers!"
Jack subconsciously glanced at John and sighed silently in his heart. He knew that following this guy out would definitely not lead to anything good. Isn't this trouble?
And John obviously thought the same as him, and also looked at him with wide eyes.
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A prisoner bus with a blue and white paint and yellow stripes slowly appeared in the night against the wind and snow. The driver's caution can be seen from the speed alone.
But even so, the bus still slid a little diagonally when it stopped, which made people feel quite terrified.
Old police officer Jasper opened the door, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he ate a mouthful of goose feather snow. He turned his head and smiled bitterly at Ronik, "What do you think of this New Year's gift?"
"Not very good." Ronik followed him out of the door dejectedly, and shivered immediately. Jack and John helped to hold the door together, and Alice, who came to watch the fun, nimbly got out from under their arms.
"Why are you joining in the fun?" Ronik shouted at Alice. The wind was howling outside, and normal conversations could not be heard clearly even if they were face to face.
Alice rubbed her hands and was shivering from the cold, but she still stood stubbornly on the steps, "I'm just curious. I've heard too many rumors about Bishop over the years. I want to see him with my own eyes."
"I thought you just swore that you wouldn't be attracted to bad guys anymore. Just go in, there's nothing to see." Ronick glared at her.
"There are nearly three hours until New Year, boss." Alice raised her eyebrows at him and smiled.
At this time, the bus door had opened. A black police officer wearing a state police uniform walked up to Roenicke with his hat on his head and said hello loudly, "You must be Chief Roenicke. Nice to meet you."
"No offense, officer, but I'm very uneasy about this. Police Station 13 is closing soon and is understaffed. Can't you find a dedicated detention center?"
Ronick's words did not go beyond the black police officer's expectation. There was a serious criminal in the car, and he did not want to spend the night in this dilapidated police station that was about to be razed to the ground unless he had no choice.
"The road is closed due to the snowstorm. The command center said we can only stay here for one night. If you have any objections, please ask the superiors yourself."
Seeing that the two of them were about to argue when they disagreed, the old police officer Jasper quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Okay, Chief, you can't really drive them out in this weather.
We just provide a room with iron bars. They will do their own thing and there will be no problem. Come on, come on, everyone, come in and warm up. "
"Okay, okay, but they are still the responsibility of you and your people. I and my people will never get involved in this mess." Ronick finally agreed while pinching his nose.
The old police officer Jasper smiled and patted him hard on the shoulder, turned around and greeted the black state trooper, "Take all the people in the car and let them in."