North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Locke roughly calculated that it would take about 10 minutes at night for the fire station closest to Sunset Boulevard to arrive.

He had observed before that someone should be dead. There was no one on either side of Ferland Alphonse's house. Considering the delay in calling the police, the fire department should have arrived even later.

By that time, I'm afraid the whole house would have been completely burned, and Spike would have been turned into a charred corpse.

CIA also wants to get clues from the corpse, which will further increase the difficulty.

Locke drove the Cruze to the Troff subway entrance. The back seat of the car was covered with Spike's blood, and it was exposed to the eyes of the FBI. It was designated that he could not keep it, so he had no intention of cleaning it up.

I can only say sorry to the car owner, but he has insurance anyway.

He fiddled around in the engine twice and set up a retarded ignition again.

This time it was easier. The car had its own fire source and raw materials. With his method, there was absolutely no sign of accidental arson.

Old fuel vehicles spontaneously ignite due to aging wiring, which makes sense!

Then Locke found an empty restroom nearby, put on his myopia glasses again, changed into a gray hoodie, and became the Asian man in Gran Apartments again.

After a while, he found the old Ford Focus and went around to the Cruze.

Seeing that it was burning vigorously, I left with peace of mind.

Why call the police? Of course he wouldn't do such a thing. It's so mean!

Thinking about it, I originally planned to be a chivalrous man tonight, but I didn't expect that I would end up killing people and setting fires.

Locke couldn't help but laugh and shook his head. Was he born unable to be a good person?

……

After returning to the apartment room, Locke completely relaxed. He didn't expect that every time he went out as a scavenger, it would be so thrilling.

Tonight's experience was much more thrilling than the last time I killed Avadia.

First, he was followed and hunted by the CIA, and then he pulled out his teeth and rescued Spike from the FBI's pursuit.

But the most thrilling thing was the showdown with Spike. Facing a man who had been shot four times and was bleeding profusely from the abdomen, he almost rolled over.

If he hadn't been wearing gloves, if he hadn't added a special anesthetic when treating his wounds, it's hard to say what would have happened tonight.

Although Locke firmly believes that he should still be able to defeat Spike, after all, his firearms and fighting skills have reached the L3 master level.

No matter how fierce Spike was, he was still injured, and the movements of his left arm and left leg were affected. It also took a lot of energy to directly escape from the FBI's containment.

Well, that doesn't seem like anything to be proud of.

After washing up, Locke took out a Budlight beer from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa, and began to review tonight's actions.

Today was a near miss, the rewards far outweighed the risks, and the most important thing was that he discovered his shortcomings.

Although he got involved with CIA, Locke was confident that he would not be exposed because he was in disguise throughout the process and all traces of him had been removed.

Whether he is parking or changing clothes, he always chooses places where there are no cameras. If CIA can still find him...

"Beep beep..."

Locke stared at the call on his phone and frowned. Why was the FBI calling him at this time?

He took a deep breath and answered the phone, "Detective Hunter, what's the matter?"

The voice of FBI bald detective Hunter came from the phone, "Sorry, Locke, I just finished work, so I called you so late. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Locke rolled his eyes, "No, I'm not asleep yet..."

Hunter continued: "It's like this. Previously you suggested that we find a professional plastic surgeon and make a plastic surgery plan for Johnny Dyson according to the 'doctor's' plastic surgery style. We have consulted several of the most well-known plastic surgeons in Los Angeles. Now that the plan has come out, I would like to ask your help to take a look?"

Locke frowned, stood up, walked to the curtain and looked downstairs, "Now?"

If Hei Lu Dan said that he was already downstairs and asked him to go down, then he would suspect that Hei Lu Dan had just come back and saw him, and now there were FBI people ambushing him downstairs, ready to catch him.

Detective Hunter replied: "No, I don't want to move now. How about tomorrow morning? I know you have to patrol. Then we will find a place and I will treat you to coffee..."

Locke's heart suddenly dropped, and he replied cheerfully: "No problem, you can call me when the time comes..."

Suddenly, he felt blessed and asked: "Detective Hunter, what's going on tonight? Your FBI cars are everywhere, and even helicopters are dispatched! Is it some big operation?"

Hunter breathed a sigh of relief and said in a tired voice: "You should know tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if you tell me now. It has something to do with your Wilshire Police Department. We are chasing Sunset Boulevard tonight. The murderer of No. 18, but the murderer was killed by his accomplices and left. Locke, wait, I have a call coming in, I will call you tomorrow..."

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Locke's mouth curled up, he is really a clever little guy.

The FBI made such a big fuss in Los Angeles tonight, it would be abnormal if he didn't ask!

He could even guess why Hunter hung up the phone in a hurry. It must have been that the fire at 18 Sunset Boulevard was reported to the CIA and FBI.

I wonder how they would feel when they saw Spike's charred corpse.

The FBI should be relieved, but the CIA may be even more suspicious.

Locke drank the remaining budlight in one gulp and prepared to check his harvest tonight.

In addition to obtaining a lot of CIA secrets from Spike, as well as his power and intelligence system in Africa, he also obtained Ferland Alphonse's huge funds in Switzerland and the remaining power in Paris.

But these things are of little use to him now.

Whether it's the shocking insider information once it's revealed, Spike's legacy in Africa, or Ferland Alphonse's huge funds, these are all things he can't touch now.

What he valued more was the rewards from the system. Two retired CIA cleaners and Ferland Alphonse were killed. Not only did he solve this case, but he also killed the murderer, so the system would naturally reward them.

You really can’t be stubborn!

I went out for a wave and caught such a big fish.

As the saying goes, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.

A horse without night grass is not fat, and a person is not rich without windfall.

Host: Rock Lee/rocklee

Rating: 2

Strength: 10 (human peak 20)

Speed: 10 (human peak 20)

Stamina: 10 (human peak 20)

Spirit: 11 (human peak 20)

Skills mastered: pistol (l3 master ↑ 5 years of experience), rifle (l3 master ↑), mixed martial arts (l3 master ↑ 5 years of experience), car driving (l4 superb), rugby (l2 proficient), mating (l3 master ↑ Five years of experience), swimming (L3 master), housekeeping (L3 master), trace science (L3 master), makeup (L3 master ↑), forensic science (L3 master), sketching (L3 master), micro-expression analysis (L2 master) , Chemistry (Proficient in L2), Biology (Proficient in L2), Toxicology (Proficient in L2), Art Appreciation (Proficient in L2), Computer (Proficient in L2), Cooking (Proficient in L2), Lockpicking (Proficient in L2), Lip Reading (l2 proficient ↑), psychological profiling (l1 proficient), diving (l1 proficient)

Talent skill: Language Master (L1 Awakening ↑ 5 years of experience)

Equipment: storage box (1 cubic meters)

Justice value: 2850 (+1500)

Attribute points: +1

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Experience cards: Pistol (five years of experience), Rifle (five years of experience), Mixed Martial Arts (five years of experience), Toxicology (five years of experience)

Function card: bullet avoidance card, fusion card

Study cards: training (five years of experience), flying needles (five years of experience), Congolese language (five years of experience), ancient yoga (five years of experience), wilderness survival (five years of experience), African herbal medicine identification (five years of experience) )