North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Jennifer Gray threw the wet tissue into the trash can and said with a smile: "Elizabeth should be very happy to hear the news. She has always been resistant to marriage..."

Locke looked at Doctor Gray as Shi Shiran sat back down, frowned and said, "Aren't you wearing anything underneath?"

Jennifer Gray said with an indifferent expression: "My clothes are all in the dressing room. Other patients will not take off my pants like you. Hehe, you look really special. If you don't speak, I won't dare to recognize you." !”

Locke was speechless. Damn it, this should be considered a crime against himself.

Although he didn't feel anything, it was obvious that Jennifer Gray was very satisfied with this novel attempt.

He already felt that he was a little perverted, but compared to Jennifer Grey, he still couldn't keep up with her thinking.

After Jennifer Gray tidied up her uniform, she turned into the intellectual and elegant Dr. Gray again. She asked: "When will you have time to see Elizabeth? Do you need me to call her over now? It's funny to say that you haven't done it yet. We have met, but she has already seen your photos and is not resisting you. Why don’t you also take a look at her photos, she is also without clothes, hehe..."

Locke's mouth twitched, he was also crazy, and he went crazy with this woman.

However, he has no worries about Elizabeth Koch's appearance. After all, Jennifer Gray's aesthetics is still online.

The last time I saw her gay brother, William Koch, his appearance was not bad, so my sister should not be much different.

Locke replied: "I still have something to do, let's talk about it after I finish this period of time!"

Jennifer Gray said: "Well, I thought you wanted to get your experimental equipment as soon as possible! She is not familiar with you, so she wants to ask you what you want to buy the experimental equipment for. In fact, I am also curious about what you want to buy the experimental equipment for. What do you want to do? Make drugs?"

Locke's expression darkened and he had to explain, "I'm not studying Chinese medicine on my own! The conventional way of taking Chinese medicine is decoction, but I want to try extraction to see if the effect of the medicine is the same..."

Jennifer Gray stared at him blankly, shrugged and said: "Perhaps, you really should study medicine! In this regard, you and Elizabeth have a common hobby, and they are both interested in medicine. If necessary, I can ask Lauren to give it to you Write a letter of recommendation. Well, with the influence of the Greenberg family, it should be easy for you to get into Harvard Medical School..."

Locke's eyes flashed, knowing that this woman was not as nonchalant as she acted, so he changed the subject and asked, "Where does Jack Spading usually get off the bus?"

Jennifer Gray was startled, stood up and walked to the window, smiling: "I didn't pay much attention before, but I went to find out more in the past two days. The prison van arrives directly downstairs, and there will be two prison guards following you. How do you plan to kill him, do you need my help?"

Locke ignored her last sentence, frowned and asked, "Will you attract attention if you do this?"

He looked at the parking place and the surrounding buildings, but found no suitable sniping point.

Jennifer Green shook her head and said: "Probably not. I asked casually when I applied to join his next surgery..."

Locke frowned even more, "Don't mess around, I said I would take care of it myself!"

Jennifer Gray shrugged and said: "I am really interested in this surgery. I was too busy before. Now that I join the project team, I can learn more information for you. Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not good at. Surgery The whole process is videotaped!”

When Locke heard what she said, he said nothing more, thinking that you might not have the chance to participate in the next operation.

He hooked Jennifer Gray's neck and wanted to kiss her goodbye. When he remembered that she had just held her underwear in her mouth, he moved away and kissed her forehead gently.

"Ugh..."

Just when Locke wanted to raise his head, the woman grabbed her by the neck, and then sealed her soft lips on his mouth. He subconsciously wanted to break away, but gave up in an instant.

It wasn't until she felt suffocated that Jennifer Gray let go of Locke, stared at him fiercely, and stopped pretending.

Locke looked helpless and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Are you satisfied?"

Jennifer Gray slid one hand down to Locke's chest, turned her finger into a knife, tapped it gently, and said in a cold voice: "I will only be satisfied if you send Miss Daisy Greenberg to my bed!"

Locke pinched her chin and warned: "You'd better give up this idea!"

Deborah is not something that ordinary people can tolerate. She is a woman who even makes him feel dangerous.

Jennifer Gray snorted coldly, let go of Locke, took out a bottle of mouthwash from the drawer, put it into his hand, and arranged his clothes again, "Okay, you should leave quickly, I need some time to heal." , I don’t want to see you now…”

Locke smiled and said: "Are you like this? Haven't you found a girlfriend?"

Jennifer Gray ignored him and sent him out of the door.

After Locke left, she returned to her seat with a gloomy expression, picked up her cell phone and made a call.

……

In the pharmacology laboratory of Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, a woman with long black hair and a mask was concentrating on carefully dissecting a mouse. She was using a microscope to peel off the mouse's nervous system.

Suddenly, the mobile phone next to her rang. She acted as if she didn't hear it and didn't intend to pay attention to it, but the mobile phone kept ringing.

Her dark green eyes turned cold, and she had no choice but to pause. She tapped the phone with the hand holding the scalpel, answered the call, turned on the speakerphone, and then leaned over the microscope to continue her dissection.

"Honey, my cigar was robbed..."

"..."

The woman remained unmoved and continued to carefully peel off the nerve tissue.

"Fuck, the husband I chose for you was robbed..."

"..."

The woman still acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and her hands didn't even shake.

"Elizabeth Koch, if you don't say anything, believe it or not, I will go down and delete all your experimental data!"

Looking at the severed nerve fibers, the woman calmly left the microscope, still holding the scalpel in her hand, turned to look at the phone, and asked: "Isn't this great? You don't need to take all the trouble to cut your nerve fibers. Sell ​​me cigars!”

"Fuck, you old maid, I'm not pitying you, I will share my man with you..."

Elisabeth Koch reminded: "It's already another man!"

"You cold-blooded pervert, do you know who stole your husband? Haha, it's your cousin from the Greenberg family. You wouldn't expect it! Surprise or not, surprise or not..."

Elizabeth Koch put down the scalpel and took off her mask, revealing a pure and flawless face with delicate and small features. Her skin was unhealthy white, making her temperament even more gloomy.

She thought for a moment and looked a little surprised, "You are not talking about Daisy Greenberg, are you? How is it possible? How could this monster fall in love with your vulgar and lustful man? She doesn't care about his appearance..."

Jennifer Gray on the other end of the phone asked in surprise: "Monster? Didn't she get depression and autism after her parents were born?"

Since learning that Daisy Greenberg was pursuing Locke, she learned more about Daisy Greenberg, but the information she could find was limited.

From the limited information, she discovered a surprise: Elizabeth Koch and Daisy Greenberg were actually distant cousins.

Elizabeth's mother, Liz Gozman, is also from the Gozman family in Russia, and is considered a cousin to Daisy Greenberg's mother, Susan Gozman.

Elizabeth Koch's face was full of shock, "She has been a monster since she was a child. Although she is as beautiful as a Barbie doll and talented, she is withdrawn, cold, and emotionless. She killed a person when she was ten years old, and we all dare not follow her. Play……"

"..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

Elizabeth Koch's dark green eyes sparkled, "Jennifer, don't you want me to meet your cigar? When? I'm starting to be curious about him!"