North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted.

Hunter's face was as gloomy as water. He took a deep breath and ordered the FBI agent next to him: "Call a team of forensics and forensic doctors to come over..."

Teresa's expression suddenly changed and she hurriedly walked over. She looked into the car, kicked the car angrily, and cursed: "Fucking..."

Locke and others were curious and walked over to check. Everyone's faces changed when they saw it.

I saw the bodyguard who had just been arrested, already slumped in the back seat of the patrol car. There was a puddle of excrement at his feet. He was too dead to die.

The FBI people were also confused by this sudden situation, so they didn't pay attention to them for a while, and then they were allowed to approach the car.

Both Hunter and Theresa were calling to report the situation, and soon Theresa found Superintendent Mona, "Superintendent Mona, there is an emergency now. Please suspend the inspection of this road. This road is temporarily Closed, thank you!”

She also took away the former bodyguard's gun from Superintendent Mona.

Ten minutes later, the scene was taken over by FBI personnel, and Locke and others were isolated on the outside.

"fucking..."

"This is disgusting!"

"I want the FBI to accompany me in a car..."

"..."

Looking at Randy who was chattering away and Elsa who was looking disgusted, Locke was very sympathetic and at the same time very grateful that it was not their car.

Yes, the patrol car that Bald Hunter just commandeered temporarily belongs to Randy and Elsa.

When Hunter tortured the "doctor"'s bodyguard in the car, the bodyguard couldn't bear it and suddenly bit out the poison in his mouth. He died and pooped all over his pants.

Within the cordon, FBI forensics personnel and forensic scientists were getting into patrol cars to collect physical evidence and prepare to move the bodies.

While Locke sympathized with Randy and the others, he felt a little cold in his heart.

The bodyguard's violent and decisive tactics would make everyone tremble in fear. It's no wonder that Hunter just cursed loudly and the clues about the "doctor" were lost again.

What is even more frightening is that the bodyguard can commit suicide decisively, which also means that the "doctor" can turn him into a suicide bomb.

It can be seen that the "doctor" is really awesome, and his methods are no less than those of professional terrorists. No wonder the FBI can't catch him.

Locke looked at the operations of the FBI with curiosity. It is indeed the largest law enforcement agency in the United States. This set of procedures is so professional.

The FBI has its own internal system, and its functional departments are much more complex than the LAPD.

I thought it was just a soy sauce hunt, but I didn't expect the unexpected twists and turns. I thought I caught a fish that slipped through the net, but I didn't expect it to die so quickly. A bigger fish also missed, which was quite exciting.

Locke suddenly thought of something and became depressed.

Damn it, if the "doctor" knew that he discovered Harry Beilein, would he cause trouble for him?

He couldn't help but look at Bald Hunter, wondering if his information could be kept secret within the FBI.

Bald Hunter was standing aside with a gloomy face, listening to the phone call being scolded for killing an important suspect. It was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone was of a higher rank than him, and he could only listen to the scolding.

Now the scene is taken over by Teresa and apparently the guy is suspended from the scene.

I have to say, this guy is a ruthless character.

Locke just took a look at the body. The bodyguard's incontinence was not due to suicide by taking poison, but because he was electrocuted before death.

This job is really rough, but even if the FBI kills the suspect, the black braised egg may not be able to end without peeling off the skin this time.

Teresa was also communicating on the phone. In short, the scene was busy.

Locke and the others were enjoying themselves, as the FBI no longer allowed them to get close to the patrol car.

Randy was the only one who was very noisy. He was nagging Superintendent Mona to negotiate with the FBI and ask the FBI to pay him a car, which made Superintendent Mona very annoyed.

Nathan, who had been an honest man for most of his life, was frightened by this scene and asked in a low voice: "Why is the FBI so unruly?"

David said angrily: "If you follow the rules, you are not the FBI..."

As we all know, LAPD has never been able to get along well with the Los Angeles Bureau of the FBI.

Mark said enviously: "Who calls me the FBI!"

Locke has finally seen the power of the FBI this time. If LaPD kills a suspect, there will probably be a nationwide parade.

But if the FBI kills a person, it will be absolutely silent in the end. At most, the agent will be punished internally.

At this time, Superintendent Mona received the instruction. After she went over to explain to Agent Teresa, she came back and said to Locke and the others: "Okay, we can call it a day. The FBI will take full responsibility next, but we have to go back to the police station first. Once, export the camera video from the morning..."

Randy asked anxiously: "What about my car?"

Superintendent Mona glanced at him, pointed at the Mercedes Benz left behind by the bodyguard, and replied impatiently: "This car plus yours will be towed away by the FBI to collect more evidence. As for when it will be returned, will it be returned?" I don’t know, during this period, the police station will reassign a patrol car to you..."

She then warned everyone, "A hush order has been placed on this case, so everyone should pay attention!"

Everyone knows the sensitivity of this matter, so naturally they won't talk nonsense.

On the way back, Randy got into Locke's car, while Elsa got into Nathan's car.

After all, the back row of the Crown Victoria is not that friendly, and jamming two people into it is definitely asking for trouble.

In the car, Randy finally stopped talking about the car. He lay on Locke's back seat and asked mysteriously through the plastic baffle: "Brother, I think I heard that female FBI agent is recruiting you. !”

Locke said with a stern look on his face: "There is no way, it's too good..."

David said coldly: "Boy, if you go to the FBI, don't say you know me..."

Locke looked at David in astonishment. Damn it, how much hatred does David have against the FBI?

He quickly changed his words: "I won't go to the FBI. Once I'm a lapd, I'll always be a lapd!"

Randy behind him said happily: "Brother, you made a right decision. If you go to the fucking FBI, I don't know how to face you in the future. Because as long as I see the FBI, I will Remember, they pooped and peed in my car..."

"..."

Locke looked disgusted, turned around and said solemnly: "For you, I will never go to the FBI!"

David yelled, "Hey, kid, watch the road!"

Locke said nonchalantly: "I can open my eyes even if I close them..."

After returning to the police station, colleagues from the Information Department immediately took away everyone's cameras, and people from the FBI were already waiting to receive all the videos.

Locke probably guessed their purpose for doing this. The FBI probably suspected that the "doctor" might have slipped into the previously released car. They wanted to take the video back for data comparison to see if they could find the "doctor".

After being disarmed, Locke and the others were about to resume normal patrols, but he asked David to wait for him. He wanted to find Anna Davis.

Not wanting Locke to go up to the second floor, Captain Jones walked out of the office. After looking around, his eyes finally rested on him, "Locke, go to the captain's office..."

Locke was startled, what a coincidence?