North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

When Jennifer Gray heard that so many people had disappeared nearby, she asked in disbelief: "Why are there so many missing people? Are they all related to them?"

Locke shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, but how much is related to them depends on the FBI's investigation..."

Jennifer Gray asked in confusion: "Why have so many people disappeared, but the police have not investigated it? If they had investigated earlier, maybe they could have caught these four criminals earlier, and there would not have been so many people missing... …”

Locke looked at Jennifer Gray speechlessly. This woman was really a flower in the greenhouse.

He asked: "Do you know how many people disappear in Los Angeles every year? At least 3000, and this does not include illegal immigrants without any identity registration information. If every disappearance case is investigated, LAPD will not need to do anything else this year. Already..."

Jennifer Gray was immediately shocked, "Jesus, does that mean ten people disappear every day in Los Angeles? Omg, I can't believe it..."

Locke nodded and couldn't help but tugged on her face, "Santa Barbara County is ten times the size of Los Angeles. It is vast and sparsely populated, but the police force is less than one-tenth that of Los Angeles. This kind of thing happened in How do you ask them to investigate the disappearance case in Forest Park other than organizing a large-scale search?"

"Of course, if the missing person has an unusual identity and is the child of a congressman or a wealthy person, then that would be a different story."

"For example, you..."

Jennifer Gray shrugged. She was not offended because Locke used her as an example. Instead, she quickly understood, "Well, I have never paid attention to this aspect before. This is incredible..."

As a member of the scavenger class, Jennifer Gray is not a Virgin. She has long understood the nature of America.

This is a country that belongs to the rich class, and capital controls everything.

Locke put his arm around her shoulders and reminded: "Jennifer, this is America!"

Jennifer Gray shrugged, took his beer, took a sip, and nodded: "I know, this is indeed very American..."

Suddenly, she turned around and hooked her arms around Locke's neck, taking the initiative to kiss him.

After a long time, Locke looked at her jokingly and asked, "Have you recovered? Are you sure now?"

After seeing the true meaning of ancient yoga, Jennifer Gray has become a loyal believer in ancient yoga, but her experience in the afternoon still made her a little embarrassed.

She took the initiative to kiss Locke again and whispered: "Don't you think it's exciting now?"

Locke looked at her in shock and blurted out: "You are so perverted!"

Jennifer Gray glanced at the corpse on the ground, bit Locke's ear and hand lol, and said seductively: "Didn't you mean that he..., hahaha, you also find it exciting!"

Locke looked embarrassed. Damn it, you are slandering me. Is that why?

I am because of your hands!

……

Because he was not sure when the FBI people would come, Locke and Jennifer Gray went to bed directly after finishing.

They were afraid that the carcass would attract predators, so they slept in the back seat of the raptor instead of in a tent.

It's not because they are afraid of anything. One of them is a doctor and the other is a corpse collector. They are not afraid of corpses even if they are afraid of animals.

Otherwise, he would not have committed the blasphemy he did before.

However, this simple bed is fine for lying down with the car door open temporarily, but if you really want to sleep, it is too unfriendly to Locke's 1.9-meter-long legs. He can't straighten his feet, so he has to sleep at an angle.

I don't know how long I slept, but Locke heard something moving outside. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already dawn and people from the FBI were here.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. After installing bulletproof glass, the car was so well insulated, and coupled with the sound of the air conditioner, he didn't notice the movement outside.

But I have to admit that his vigilance is getting lower and lower now.

After Locke reflected for a few seconds, he stood up and glanced out the window, and found that Black Braised Egg and Liv were making coffee and frying steak on their stove nearby.

Several FBI forensics personnel nearby were wearing protective suits and collecting evidence from three corpses. Well, it would be more appropriate to say they were Yun corpses.

There were two uniformed patrol officers standing on one side. They seemed to be Santa Barbara County police officers. They should be leading the way with the FBI.

Locke patted Jennifer Gray's butt, and the woman curled up in his arms like a cat, "Get up, get dressed quickly, the FBI is here..."

With that said, he got into the front seat and got out of the car. He felt that the scene was familiar for some reason.

Locke attracted everyone's attention as soon as he got out of the car. He didn't care. He stretched his body first. He slept too hard last night, and suddenly there was a crisp sound, and he felt that his bones were stretched, and he felt refreshed.

He walked under the canopy and complained to Hei Lu Dan and Liv: "Hey, are you here to handle a case, or are you here for vacation?"

Liv poured Locke a cup of coffee and teased: "We are still betting on when you will wake up? Uh, thank you for the coffee!"

"Thank you, you should have woken me up..."

It's a bit embarrassing to mention this Locke, what a shame!

But deep down in his heart, he felt relieved. He was now a young American with a bright future, and there was no need to live so fearfully and cautiously.

Detective Hunter took a bite of beef and nodded: "Rich people really enjoy it. A-grade grass-fed beef has a different taste!"

He stared at Locke carefully, "This is how you behave at your age. You were too evil before. I'm ready to investigate you again..."

Locke's heart tightened. Well, he didn't expect to sleep in, but he did it wrongly, alleviating Hei Lu Dan's suspicion of him.

He curled his lips and said, "It's as if you haven't investigated me..."

Locke took a sip of coffee, looked down at the tablet on the table, which displayed the information of the three deceased people, and asked, "Has the guy without a brother gone to the hospital?"

Seeing Hunter enjoying breakfast, Liv replied: "Here we go, the hospital called the police immediately, and detectives have already gone over to record his statement..."

She asked curiously: "Locke, only one of these four people has a criminal record. Aren't you afraid of killing the wrong person?"

Locke shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Regardless of whether they committed a crime or not, they besieged me with weapons last night. According to the non-compromise law..."

Detective Hunter stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and waved his arms, as if he was reenacting Locke's shooting posture last night, "You were sitting here last night, right? Four shots, three shots exploded." Head, uh, four shots to the head, your marksmanship is really amazing! It’s hard for the sharpshooters within the FBI to be as calm as you..."

Locke looked calm, "Since my first murder, my talent for marksmanship has awakened. You should know that my grandfather Jester Locke is a sharpshooter..."

"It's so enviable! What a gift!"

Detective Hunter nodded and looked at Locke with increasingly hot eyes, but the words were stuck in his throat and he did not say it in the end.

The FBI also wants to lose face. It has been done three times.

Liv said: "Locke, we need you to hand over the gun for ballistic registration..."

Locke took out the Glock G19 from the car without hesitation and handed it to Liv. This was a normal investigation procedure.

Anyway, there is a gun in the storage space, so he is not weak at all.

And he doesn't plan to continue using the G19 as a backup gun. This gun is too small for him. There was no space before. The backup gun needs to be placed on his body. The smaller the better.

Now that there is space, the backup gun does not need to be kept on the body. He plans to use the Beretta 92f as a backup gun.

Liv put Locke's gun into the evidence bag and said, "It should be returned to you in about a week..."

At this time, Detective Hunter's cell phone rang. After listening for a few minutes, he hung up the phone. "The suspect without a little brother has confessed everything. There is also a victim alive who was imprisoned in a forest by them." In the hut, other victims were sunk into the lake next to the hut..."

He took out an ID from his pocket and threw it to Locke, "Consultant Li, are you interested in following me to another crime scene..."