North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Although it was mostly a fluke, Locke was still a little happy. He suddenly felt that he couldn't do anything. After all, he couldn't hit the smiling man.

When others are praising you desperately, but you want to kill them and silence them, are you still a human being?

In fact, after calming down, he realized that killing black braised eggs was not the optimal solution.

Although it is simple and straightforward to silence Black Braised Egg, he will also become the biggest suspect.

More importantly, he was not sure whether Spike's potion was really completely undetectable.

If you kill someone and silence them, you will immediately face risks from the FBI, and the risk of "doctor" is currently only a possible risk.

Comparing the two items, he felt that he should listen to the guarantee of black braised eggs first.

Seeing Locke's silence, Detective Hunter laughed to himself, "Liv also thinks I'm possessed by a demon. I've been chasing 'Doctor' for eight years. This guy has almost become my inner demon, but I don't just rely on it." With this letter, it is presumed to be 'doctor', and there is another reason, the incision on Sahara's abdomen. The forensic doctor said that the incision was definitely made by a senior surgeon..."

Since the information held by the CIA and FBI does not involve him, Locke no longer cares much about this matter.

As a client, he knew much more information than Detective Hunter.

He is more concerned about how Black Braised Egg can ensure that his restoration of the "doctor" plastic surgery plan will not be leaked.

Detective Hunter also realized that Locke had lost interest in this case, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Okay, I admit, it is a bit far-fetched to pin this case on the 'doctor'. Based on my understanding of the 'doctor', he Basically, they will not directly confront the FBI or other law enforcement agencies, so the person who rescues Sahara is most likely not a 'doctor'..."

"..."

Locke looked at Detective Hunter in confusion, wondering how he could slap himself and play with him?

"not understand?"

Detective Hunter looked gloomy, "The FBI took the blame for the CIA this time, but it had to. But after the actions of hundreds of people last night, the Sahara was robbed by unknown people, leaving only a burnt body." How to write a report on the corpse of a child? Therefore, the person who robbed the Sahara can only be a 'doctor'..."

Locke somewhat understood that this guy was using the FBI's fraud as a handle to him, but what the hell was this handle!

It didn't matter if you killed the suspect last time, but you can't kill anyone if you cheat.

Once he is exposed, his life will be in danger!

Detective Hunter said frankly: "I know this is not enough to reassure you, so I plan to apply to the bureau to hire you as an FBI special advisor. The FBI's special advisors have a confidentiality level and have 1 fixed advisors every month. Every time you work, there will be additional subsidies. For example, this time, I will apply for a subsidy of 3 U.S. dollars for you..."

This is what it looks like!

Locke pondered for a moment and reluctantly accepted. He gently twisted his finger, and the flying needle as thin as a ray of light disappeared instantly.

He asked: "'Doctor' has escaped your pursuit time and time again. Have you ever suspected that there is an undercover agent of him in the FBI?"

Detective Hunter's eyes turned cold, "Of course I suspected it..."

He stared at Johnny Dyson on the tablet and said solemnly: "So this time I must dig him out!"

Detective Hunter put away the tablet and said seriously: "Locke, don't worry, I will never let anything happen to you. This is my guarantee to you!"

Locke has never pinned his safety on Black Braised Egg. He said: "I have a question. You just said that every time a 'doctor' performs plastic surgery, he does it based on the appearance of a real person. Then why didn’t Harry Beilein come up with another person?”

Detective Hunter looked at Locke with admiration, "Keeping insight, but I can't tell you about this now. I will answer your questions after I catch the 'doctor'. Locke, my invitation is always valid..." "

Locke shrugged, a little unhappy with the black braised egg's pretentiousness, "Okay, please use this caution on me too, thank you!"

He opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the patrol car not far away, got in the car, and apologized: "Sorry, David, I've been waiting for a long time!"

David was watching fishing videos. He put away his phone and muttered: "I can't wait to lie like this all day!"

They did not update the Parker Center on their status, and the Parker Center would assume that they had been assisting the FBI.

"7adam15, the scene has been handed over to the FBI, patrols have resumed, please record..."

"copy..."

As Locke drove away from the cordon deployed by the FBI, he asked David: "Aren't you curious why the FBI is looking for me?"

David raised his hand to block, "No, don't tell me anything about the FBI. But if they invite you to join the FBI, I'll still say the same thing, don't go. The FBI's water is too deep. With your family background, you can't It is necessary to take a trip into this muddy water..."

Locke shrugged, "OK, I listen to you!"

He originally planned to tell David that the FBI would hire him as a special adviser. After all, David was his closest work partner.

But since he doesn't want to know, forget it, it's just a temporary part-time job anyway.

……

After Locke left, Liv got into the car and reported what the forensic investigators had discovered, "I can only confirm that this car is the one that robbed Sahara last night. It's burned like this. No other useful clues can be extracted..." "

Detective Hunter asked: "Have you ever wondered why he wanted to steal this car here?"

Liv replied: "I think with the caution of a 'doctor', he will not make such a stupid mistake. He cannot live nearby. He should change cars here..."

Detective Hunter said: "Let's check the nearby surveillance cameras and see if they can capture anything?"

Liv replied: "I just watched it. There are no cameras here. Why do you feel like you suddenly lost your interest? Are you too tired?"

Detective Hunter simply stopped pretending and leaned on the backrest tiredly, "Everyone knows exactly what this case is. If we continue the investigation, there will be no results. The clues have been interrupted with two fires... "

Liv asked: "Do you really think the person who robbed Sahara was a 'doctor'?"

Detective Hunter turned his head and looked over, "I thought you already understood, but I didn't expect you would ask such a childish question..."

Liv understood instantly and spread her hands, "Okay! How about Johnny Dyson? Does Locke have any surprises this time?"

Detective Hunter slowly closed his eyes and said: "The plans given by the four most famous plastic surgeons in Los Angeles have all failed. You really think he is a god! But he does have two brushes. He can make a difference with just one glance." I can see that the plastic surgeon’s plan is not working, and it is not the style of a ‘doctor’…”

Liv looked a little regretful, she really had high hopes for Locke, "It seems this direction is not going to work!"

Detective Hunter opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Submit the report on this case first, and then we will focus on finding Johnny Dyson..."