North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Ten minutes later, Locke arrived again at the safe house where he had conducted this operation, the apartment building in Inderwood.

He circled twice more before pulling into the parking lot of the apartment building.

Before getting out of the car, he put on a little disguise and put on a baseball cap and sunglasses.

Because he had set the password, he entered the safe house directly this time. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Madeleine Hill sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

Her charming face seemed to be covered with frost. She stared at Locke with cold eyes and said coldly: "Officer Locke, you are a full hour late. I don't care what honors you have received before or how rich your background is, but in this situation Robbery and Murder Department, you are just a newcomer. I need you to obey discipline and the orders of your superiors. I remember what I told you last night to be here at 1 o'clock..."

Locke interrupted her, "Captain Hill, have you ever been an undercover agent?"

He was also very unhappy when he interrupted his emotional exchange with the little rich woman!

He was about to further test Deborah's physiological reaction when the phone rang suddenly. It was Madeleine Hill calling, asking why he hadn't arrived yet.

Locke then remembered that he was going to meet Madeleine Hill this morning to report on last night's fight at the Compton drag racing party under the Long Beach overpass.

What a big deal, isn't it just that a dozen niggers died?

I made it very clear last night, but I still insist on coming here early in the morning to make up for the report!

Locke could actually see that Madeleine Hill's angry look was deliberately made. If she guessed correctly, she probably wanted to take advantage of his being late to kill his arrogance and give him a blow.

He snorted coldly in his heart, this kind of trick is not new at all.

At the same time, I was very puzzled. Madeleine Hill should know him very well, so why did she do this kind of trick?

The room fell silent for a moment, and Madeleine Hill stared at Locke in shock. This reflection was not in her plan.

She really wanted to take the opportunity to hit Locke because she had realized that Locke's style of doing things was too wild.

No matter how powerful such people are, if they cannot be completely controlled, they will bring hidden dangers to the team in the future.

Madeleine Hill said in a deep voice: "Locke, I don't need to tell you that I have never been an undercover agent, but I know that undercover agents also need to obey orders..."

Locke interrupted her again, "Then you call George Hamm now and ask him to come over and report the progress to you!"

"..."

Madeleine Hill looked stunned, her red eyebrows furrowed, and she asked sternly: "Locke, can you tell me, what makes you disrespect me so much?"

Locke rolled his eyes in his heart, haha, woman.

He said seriously: "Captain Hill, don't you think asking for meetings so frequently while undercover is very harmful to my personal safety?"

Madeleine Hill raised her eyebrows, "Have you not contacted George Hamm yet? Floyd Ross will not pay attention to you now..."

Locke said in a deep voice: "But Henry Gibbs has become a man of the hour now. He already has enemies and is starting to attract attention..."

Madeleine Hill snorted coldly, "Do you think the Compton Racing Party can still pose a threat to you?"

Locke curled his lips and said: "Yes, I reported the danger I faced to you, but I was still found by Compton's drag racing gang at night and was pointed at by more than a dozen guns. If it weren't for the fact that I was in the NC racing gang's territory , they dare not act rashly, I am afraid I am lying in the morgue of the hospital now..."

"I have given up any hope for your support and can only solve this problem by myself, but you are still clinging to this matter..."

"I put all my efforts into preparing for the meeting in the evening, but you asked to meet with me because of unimportant matters, and behaved so unprofessionally..."

"..."

Faced with Locke's complaint, Madeleine Hill was a little overwhelmed, "It's not like we didn't do anything. I've arranged for colleagues to keep an eye on the Compton drag racing party, but because Neil and his gang were missing, we just There is no control over his actions..."

"Letting you report in person is part of the procedure. We are here to protect you..."

"This is not an insignificant matter. In the firefight last night, 19 people died. The Parker Center held a special press conference for this..."

"..."

Seeing that the heat was almost done, Locke spread his hands and said, "Okay, Captain Hill, what do you want to know? I only made three phone calls last night..."

Madeleine Hill stared at Locke blankly, realizing that Locke had seen through her intentions and she lost this round.

She said nothing more, took out a recorder, opened it, put it on the table, and said calmly: "Locke, tell me what you did last night and what you saw..."

Locke also put away his emotions and said righteously: "Because I was threatened by Neil, I was worried that their entanglement would affect my meeting with George Hamm in Santa Monica tonight, so I prepared to send Neil and Jesse together." We made an appointment to get together and planned to pay some monetary compensation to reconcile with them, but I didn't want to wait until I arrived at the Long Beach Overpass and heard gunshots under the bridge, so I called Jesse and asked what happened. But when the call was connected, there were only curses and gunshots coming from the other side. I was worried that there would be danger, so I left on my own..."

After Locke finished speaking, Madeleine Hill turned off the recorder and nodded: "There are too many people paying attention to this case now, so I will apply to seal this transcript until your undercover operation is over. Then it will be handed over to the Anti-Crime and Narcotics Department..."

She was a little surprised. From the micro-expression analysis, she didn't find Locke lying.

"Thank you, Captain..."

Locke looked sincere, but he had some doubts in his heart. Did the forensic doctor really not find anything strange about Neil's ear?

After all, he had never been to the scene to see it, so he didn’t know what the wound on Neil’s left ear looked like.

Madeleine Hill asked again: "Do you need any support in contacting George Hamm tonight?"

Locke shook his head and said: "The character of Henry Gibbs has basically become established in the Los Angeles drag racing party. I have followed the Mendez repair shop and visited five tracks. Tonight is Santa Monica's turn. As long as As long as George Hamm’s side doesn’t lose control, there will basically be no problems on my side…”

Madeleine Hill took a deep look at Locke and said, "The role of Henry Gibbs is just to connect with George Hamm. I really don't understand why you have caused so many troubles!"

Locke shrugged, "I don't want to do that either..."

He didn't want to treat the role of Henry Gibbs as disposable. He originally wanted to play with cars, and this time he went undercover to work with a drag racing gang, which was exactly what he wanted.

Madrid Hill stood up and said sincerely: "Locke, I wish you good luck!"

It was as if the tit-for-tat had never happened before.

Locke stood up and sent her away, and he suddenly understood why this woman was called Black Widow.

This time, the new boss was offended, and it should have been recorded in the notebook.

However, he never intended to be a police detective who only obeyed orders. If he offended someone, he would be offended. In order to have more autonomy in the future, he was still willing to be the thorn in the side.

Locke did not stay in the safe house longer. When he returned to the car, he called Jennifer Gray's phone number.

"Dr. Gray, are you having surgery this morning?"