North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Locke glanced at the five corpses on the ground expressionlessly, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

It took a while for the call to be connected. Anna Davis' voice was slightly frightened and she asked in surprise: "Henry, what's wrong so late?"

Locke rolled his eyes, but still said the secret code, "I suddenly thought of something, are you free this weekend?"

Hearing Locke say the secret code, Anna Davis' voice instantly returned to normal and asked: "Locke, what's the matter?"

Locke stared at the body on the ground and replied: "Anna, I'm in trouble..."

Anna Davis' voice tightened and she hurriedly asked: "Where are you now? Do you need support?"

"I'm under the Long Beach Expressway overpass, near the outlet of the Los Angeles River, and I don't need support..."

While talking, Locke also checked the black guy's vehicle to see if there was a camera or something. "According to the plan, I will participate in the Compton Drag Racing Party tonight, and three days later, I will go to the Drag Racing Party stronghold in Santa Monica. Official contact with Alice Rose. But there was an accident here just now. I won the competition, but I was attacked by people from Compton. These gangs have no credibility at all..."

Anna Davis was silent for three seconds and asked in a deep voice: "How many people died?"

Locke confessed: "Five, including Red, the boss of the Compton drag racing party..."

Anna Davis was silent again for a few seconds, then said helplessly: "Do you have to kill them?"

Locke said in a calm voice: "They pointed a gun at me and said they wanted to capture me to feed the dogs..."

Anna Davis said helplessly: "Okay, you go first, I will send someone to deal with it. Locke, I don't want this to happen again, I don't want to wipe your butt all the time..."

Locke knew that Anna Davis was dissatisfied with this matter, but he didn't think it was anything to kill a few garbage. He even felt that it was purifying the environment of Los Angeles.

He curled his lips and said: "Ana, after tonight, do you think anyone will suspect that I am a policeman?"

Anna Davis pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you want to maintain this identity forever?"

Locke replied: "It depends on whether the identity created by the Detective Bureau can withstand investigation..."

Anna Davis said: "Henry Gibbs has been living in Japan. With his resume after returning to Los Angeles, I am confident that there will be no problems..."

She asked: "Do you still think George Hamm will have a problem?"

Locke shrugged, "I don't know. Let's see what happens in three days!"

Anna Davis warned: "Locke, you must be careful, I don't want anything to happen to you!"

"Do not worry!"

After hanging up the phone, Locke walked towards the Hellcat, preparing to leave. The chicken had been killed, so those monkeys should be honest.

Frankly speaking, he was not optimistic about Anna Davis's undercover operation this time.

Well, naturally it wasn't him, but the undercover agent assigned to Alice Rose.

The undercover agent Anna Davis chose was from the latest rookie police officer to join the LAPD, named George Hamm, who had Army service experience.

George Hamm is indeed a new face. He has joined LAPD less than a month ago, and his skills should not be bad. His service unit is the Army's 101st Assault Division, which is an elite unit.

The photo also looks very handsome. He is 87 meters tall. Although he is not comparable to him, he is definitely a handsome white guy.

Anna Davis planned to use a man trick on Alice Rose, so she said before that she thought he was more suitable at first.

After all, Anna Davis knew all about his previous experience, and he had been killed by a hundred people.

Locke has also read the information about Alice Rose. She is a white blonde girl with a hot figure. She looks a bit like the lady from the Hilton Hotel. She is a standard blonde beauty.

Alice Rose's behavior is similar to that of Miss Hilton. She is high-profile and likes to show off her wealth. The cars she uses for drag racing are all top-notch sports cars.

Alice Rose has a very tough character and is a white supremacist. Her previous boyfriends were all white and discriminated against black people.

Her driving skills are very good, she is not just a beauty.

Locke suspected that the reason why Anna Davis gave up on letting him go undercover with Alice Rose was because she was concerned that he was of mixed race and not attractive enough to Alice Rose.

After seeing Alice Rose's photo, Locke knew the charm of this woman. He didn't believe that a person who had joined LAPD for less than a month, uh, including training time, 7 months, would have any loyalty to LAPD. .

Moreover, George Ham served in Afghanistan for three years, met a wealthy and beautiful woman like Alice Rose, and lived a life of luxury and wealth. Can he still withstand the temptation?

Locke was skeptical about this, and another more important reason was that Anna Davis underestimated the old fox Floyd Rose.

That's why he didn't rush to connect with George Hamm, but instead solidified his character first.

Fortunately, Anna Davis was very cautious and only told George Hamm that someone would contact him, but did not tell him any information about the contact person.

Locke opened the car door and got in. He saw Sarah Mendes holding a mobile phone in her hand and looking at him nervously.

He hurriedly reassured: "It's okay, we can go..."

Sarah Mendes whispered: "Victor called just now, and I have already replied to him..."

"it is good……"

Locke nodded, started the car and was about to leave. He turned to look at Sarah Mendes, always feeling that something was wrong with this woman, "Are you okay?"

"No……"

Sarah Mendes shook her head in panic, her face turned a little red, and she whispered: "I seem to..."

Locke's hand that was about to shift into gear suddenly froze, and he said in shock: "What's wrong?"

Sarah Mendes held her phone tightly and said shyly: "I was so excited just now..."

Locke understood instantly and shrugged his nose. His sense of smell was always very sensitive.

He stretched out his hand, and if a seat was really available, he would have to spank her.

Sarah stiffened and clamped his hand, "Don't..."

Locke pulled back his hand and almost laughed. Sure enough, he had never experienced human affairs.

He stretched out his finger in front of Sarah Mendes and said with a wicked smile: "No, if you don't believe me, just smell it..."

Sarah Mendes looked stunned, and her whole body relaxed instantly. She was so embarrassed that she almost wanted to jump out of the car.

She said in surprise: "Really?"

He also sniffed it curiously. It looked like a puppy, and it looked really cute.

Locke suddenly became narrow-minded and directly inserted his fingers into her mouth. Sarah Mendes was instantly stunned.

Locke's heart was throbbing, and he couldn't help but feel ready to move.

He took out his fingers, suppressed the desire in his heart, and teased the girl's hair by her ears.

"Okay, let's go home!"

……

In the morning, Locke was woken up by a phone call. The call was from Anna Davis and he had to answer it.

He got up sleepily and looked down, his expression full of helplessness, "I'm sorry for my second brother."

How angry he must be when he is so tense!

In the end, I didn’t take Sarah Mendes home last night. Shortly after they left, Victor Mendes called and asked how the car was and when he and Sarah would return to the repair shop. .

In the end, Sarah Mendes could only be sent back to the repair shop, leaving the Challenger behind as well. Although the car had a bumper, several fenders were broken due to several impacts.

In order to meet his status as an undercover agent, he asked Victor Mendez to help him get a GTR for transportation.

Locke took his cell phone and walked to the window, overlooking MacArthur Park not far away. This is his newly rented high-rise apartment, the Tulip Apartments in Wilshire.

Now that he has become an undercover agent, he naturally cannot continue to live in Villa Cortina.

His undercover status was that of a second-generation rich man, so the place he lived in had to match his status, so he rented a flat with an area of ​​nearly 300 square meters, which was reimbursed by the police detective bureau anyway.

Locke answered the phone, "Ana, what's the matter?"

Anna Davis' angry voice came from the phone, "What on earth did you do last night? There were more than 20 car accidents on the Long Beach Expressway this morning..."