North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

An hour later, Locke was standing next to the patrol car, holding a HK416, wearing a tactical vest, and fully armed.

He wore sunglasses and stood up straight. He looked mighty and handsome, and he looked cool and domineering.

Next to him stood David, Superintendent Mona, and Nathan.

The three of them were all dressed similarly to him, with sunglasses covering their faces, and all wearing body armor and tactical vests. However, only Mona was equipped with an automatic rifle like Locke, and neither David nor Nathan were qualified to use rifles.

Mona's rifle is an AR15, unlike Locke, who is a rich man.

Even in the United States, the hk416 is really a tycoon gun.

Their team was assigned the task of guarding the outer intersection to prevent terrorists from escaping from here. The entire area had been sealed off, and the Wilshire Police Department was responsible for the outer perimeter.

Listening to the crackling sounds not far away, Locke couldn't help but ask: "Is it over?"

David's belly was bulging, his hand was on the holster of his gun, and he curled his lips, "The FBI requested to send out swat. No matter how powerful the terrorists are, there is no chance. What kind of terrorists are there in the United States..."

Locke was a little speechless. He thought that the newly purchased equipment would be able to perform well today, but he didn't want to be assigned to do so.

He realized more and more that the ordinary lapd was too boring, and it seemed that he had to apply for the police detective exam as soon as possible.

Superintendent Mona has been using walkie-talkies to communicate with police officers at other intersections to obtain real-time information so that they can make corresponding adjustments.

After receiving a new command, she loudly said to Locke and the others: "It's over. The main criminal Harry Beilein has been shot dead on the spot. Roadblocks have been set up. We need to search all the vehicles coming out to prevent anything from slipping through the net." fish……"

Soon Randy and Elsa, Tedis and instructor Mark also came over, and the intersection they were guarding before was directly blocked.

Because David told Superintendent Mona that Locke was good at shooting, Locke was not assigned the task of interrogation. He only had to be responsible for vigilance.

Randy led the three rookies Nathan, Elsa and Tedis to do the inspection.

As the investigation work began, the road quickly began to be blocked, but Locke's work was not affected and they continued as planned.

Just because of the congestion, some drivers in the queue began to honk their horns impatiently, but after Mark walked over and took a circle with an automatic rifle, he immediately became quiet.

Locke gave Mark a thumbs up. Because of David's reminder, he didn't have much contact with Mark, but he felt that this guy's work ability was not bad.

After checking for more than ten minutes, everything went smoothly and no abnormalities were found.

Locke's eyes kept wandering around the approaching car. Suddenly, his eyes froze.

In a Mercedes-Benz 10 meters away from the checkpoint, he discovered that the driver was actually one of Harry Beilein's two bodyguards. This discovery made Locke's heart suddenly lift.

Harry Beilein was shot dead, why did his bodyguard escape?

Locke immediately approached Superintendent Mona and told her his findings in a low voice.

The FBI had distributed the portraits of Harry Beilein and the two bodyguards to all LAPDs before the operation, but no one in the Wilshire Police Department knew that these portraits were made by Locke except for the top brass.

Mona was promoted to a first-class superintendent at such a young age, and her professionalism was not in vain. When she listened to Locke's report, she did not even look at the Mercedes-Benz, but calmly reported the situation to the intercom.

After the report, she asked in a low voice: "How many people are in the car?"

Locke didn't look at the Mercedes-Benz anymore, thought for a moment, and replied: "I can only see the bodyguard in the driver's seat. I can't see if there is anyone hiding in the back seat..."

Mona nodded and said: "Okay, wait and see my gestures!"

Soon it was the turn of the Mercedes-Benz. Locke opened the fuse with a slight movement of his fingers. He looked at the driver openly, and he was sure that he was one of the two bodyguards he saw at the seafood restaurant last time.

He looked at the back seat again and saw no one.

Because it had already been hinted, Nathan and the other three rookies were not asked to inspect the car, but Randy was asked to perform the inspection task.

Superintendent Mona stood on the other side of the car, David followed closely, Locke followed Randy, and Mark stood on the left side of the front of the car staring at the bodyguard.

Randy knocked on the car window and signaled the bodyguard to lower the window. He followed the inspection procedure and said: "Sir, show your ID, open the rear window, open the trunk..."

The bodyguard was very calm and immediately pressed down the rear window, opened the trunk at the same time, and then reached into the glove box to look for his ID.

As soon as he leaned over, Locke instantly saw the gun at his waist through the gap in his clothes. He pulled Randy behind and pushed hk416 directly into the car.

"hehasgun..."

"don't move..."

"handsup..."

"He has a gun..."

"Don't move..."

"hands up……"

The bodyguard was startled by Locke's sudden move and looked at him in disbelief. He subconsciously wanted to react, but when he was pointed at by an automatic rifle and felt the killing intent on Locke, his body froze.

Superintendent Mona also reacted quickly and tried to pull the car door, but it was locked, so she shouted: "open the door..."

Locke suppressed the urge to shoot and shouted: "Step out of the car!"

The bodyguard slowly moved his hand and opened the car door. Superintendent Mona and David on the other side also pointed their guns at him.

When the bodyguard got out of the car, he shouted to him to raise his hands and lie on the ground. Then David and Mark put his hands behind his back and cuffed him.

Only then did Superintendent Mona approach and pull out the gun from his waist, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Superintendent Mona put the gun into the evidence bag and praised Locke: "Welldone, Locke..."

They had just arrested the person, and FBI support came over. The team was led by black bald Hunter and Teresa, who took over the bodyguards as soon as they arrived.

Hunter directly dragged the bodyguard into a nearby patrol car for interrogation, and asked other FBI agents to guard outside the car door. After a while, the patrol car began to shake irregularly.

Locke and the others immediately looked at each other, the FBI was too aggressive, wasn't it?

After Teresa learned about the arrest just now from Superintendent Mona, she went straight to Locke and asked, "Did you discover the 'doctor's' bodyguard?"

Locke looked confused and asked, "Who is the 'doctor'?"

Teresa was stunned for a moment and immediately realized that Locke was just a low-level lapd with limited information. She hesitated and explained: "'Doctor' is the same person you found Harry Beilein on the beach in Santa Monica last time. The floral shirt and the two bodyguards don’t belong to Harry Beilein, but to the ‘doctor’…”

She paused and then continued: "'Doctor' is the most famous plastic surgeon in the underground world of North America and one of the most dangerous criminals. He has been wanted by the FBI. We don't know what he looks like or what his name is. name."

"Harry Beilein's face was done by him. If it hadn't been for you this time, we really wouldn't have been able to locate Harry Beilein. Although we found some imaging data of the 'Doctor' on the Santa Monica Beach, But it’s of little use. With his style, he must have disguised himself, and his face, body, and walking habits have all changed..."

"The reason why we didn't arrest Harry Beilein immediately was because we wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to catch the 'doctor'. This time we have clearly locked him in, but he still escaped..."

Locke was stunned. He didn't expect that the flowery shirt whose face he had never seen was the boss behind the scenes!

Now he could only recall half of the shoulders of the flowered shirt. This man was too obedient, even more obedient than him.

Teresa solemnly said to Locke: "The last invitation from Agent Hunter, I suggest you reconsider it. With your talent, it would be a bit of a waste to stay in the lapd..."

Locke suddenly realized, no wonder he told him so much, he was treating him as one of his own.

He turned his head and glanced at the patrol car that had stopped shaking, and said in a deep voice: "So this bodyguard is actually a bait. Maybe the 'doctor' has slipped away?"

The admiration in Theresa's eyes became even brighter, and she nodded: "But if we catch his bodyguard, we should be able to..."

Before she finished speaking, Bald Hunter walked out of the car with a gloomy look on his face and cursed angrily: "Fucking, these lunatics..."