North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Today, all of Locke’s colleagues and friends are here, including former colleagues from the Wilshire Police Department, new colleagues from the Detective Bureau, patrol officers from the Los Angeles and Hollywood branches, and the FBI, but they only have black braised eggs. Here comes Agent Liv.

As soon as Liv arrived, she left the braised eggs alone on the third floor terrace, changed into her swimsuit and went to the swimming pool to relax happily.

Party is the easiest social platform to break down barriers, so the young police officers quickly became friends after being cautious and unfamiliar at first.

Under the leadership of Tedis and Randy, several people were no longer satisfied with playing in the swimming pool, and went directly to the Pacific Ocean dozens of meters away to paddleboard.

But older people still like to hang out with familiar people after completing basic social interactions.

David, Mark, and Weilun were sitting together drinking and chatting.

Weilun just went to get half a dozen Seattle butter oysters, and soon he was down to the last one. He slurped the oysters in his hand into his mouth, poured the juice into his mouth, and said with a satisfied look: "As expected of Bill Gates, I have become a rich man today. Why don't you come with me?"

Mark looked at the pile of shells next to him and joked: "You want Lucy to call you daddy tonight!"

Weilun gave him the middle finger and curled his lips: "I don't eat oysters and she still calls me daddy! Mark, I suggest you have some too! Forget about being a bachelor like David..."

Then he turned to David and smiled: "David, do you regret it now? You never thought that the Locke family would be so rich!"

Mark also laughed and said, "Yeah, David was just guarding against Locke. If Locke was with Catherine, he would call you dad today, hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

Weilun was also struck by the joke about calling him dad, and he burst out laughing.

David's face froze, and he said angrily: "Fuck, even if the food and drink are good, they can't stop your mouth!"

But he felt calm in his heart. No matter how rich the Locke family was, he didn't want anything to happen to Catherine and Locke, because he had always known that the two were not from the same world.

Thinking of this, David glanced at the swimming pool with dissatisfaction. Catherine's bikini showed too much today.

Fuck, who's that nigger that's talking to Katherine?

"Uh, is that Inspector Tom Williams?"

Mark suddenly looked up in the direction of the parking lot.

……

Tom Williams and Sophia Gaia got off the black Lincoln Navigator. After scanning around, they quickly discovered Locke, Madeleine Hill and a black braised egg on the top of the villa building.

Sofia Gaia took a closer look and recognized that the black braised egg was Inspector Hunter Morris of the FBI. She couldn't help but said: "It seems that Locke has a deep relationship with the FBI!"

Tom Williams acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked straight to the villa, his expression full of doubts. He was a little confused by the CIA case and urgently needed to communicate with others.

Sofia Gaia curled her lips and hesitated for a moment. Instead of walking to the villa with him, she walked along the mountain path of the garden to the swimming pool party below, because she had already seen many familiar faces.

Fuck, I was called to work overtime at a mansion in Malibu over the weekend, and the bastards from Team 2 actually held a party at the mansion in Malibu.

This world is so unfair.

Locke originally belonged to their team!

Sofia Gaia picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and then picked up a piece of oyster and caviar...

Go to TM’s case,

Go to TM’s cia,

Fuck Tom Williams!

As soon as Tom Williams arrived at the third floor terrace, he was about to speak when he couldn't help but sneeze. After sweeping his eyes from Locke and Hunter Morris, he said to Madeleine Hill: "Captain Hill, I The case we are going to talk about next involves CIA, and the confidentiality level is very high, so it may not be convenient for you to listen..."

Locke was about to hand him a glass of wine. When he heard what he said, he was dumbfounded. They are all captains. Even if you are a detective, you are too merciless!

This emotional intelligence is unrivaled!

Madeleine Hill, however, was not angry at all, her face did not change, she picked up the wine glass and stood up to leave, "Then you guys can talk slowly..."

Locke watched Madeline Hill twisting Bingting's footsteps and left, and said unhappily: "Captain Tom, should you respect my guest? More importantly, she is still my boss..."

Tom Williams snatched the wine glass from Locke's hand, drank it down, and said gloomily: "This case is very troublesome. It's for her own good that I don't let Captain Hill know about it. Otherwise, CIA will ask her to sign a confidentiality agreement." …”

Locke said disdainfully: "Isn't it just that all the CIA people were wiped out and no bones were left? It's as if no one knows..."

Tom Williams picked up another glass of wine, looked back and forth between Locke and Hunter Morris twice, and nodded: "You have indeed known about this case for a long time, no wonder you rejected me yesterday!"

He seemed to be very thirsty, so he drank it all in one gulp. After smacking it in his mouth, he said abruptly: "Are you trying to defend Madeleine Hill like this to fuck her? I advise you to give up this idea. Although I don't believe it, but From a probabilistic analysis, she is indeed an unknown person..."

Black Braised Egg, who had been silently watching Tom Williams show off, finally spoke, showing a curious expression, "So the rumors about Captain Madeleine Hill are true?"

Tom Williams shrugged: "I don't think anyone would dare to try..."

Locke naturally knew about the rumors about Madeleine Hill, because he doubted her title of "Black Widow" last time, so he went to find out more about it.

Well, I won’t go into details about my experience. To describe it in Chinese culture, it’s like the Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil.

He said dissatisfied: "Hey, let's talk about the case. Don't talk about a lady like this behind her back. This is so ungentlemanly!"

Detective Hunter shrugged and stared straight at Tom Williams, "Captain Tom, what did you find out?"

Tom Williams looked hesitant, "The FBI doesn't seem to be in charge of this case..."

Detective Hunter twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "The FBI has submitted an application to the White House for a joint investigation of this case. I believe the White House will approve it soon. The CIA is currently conducting a blockade in the name of the military. In the United States, there is no People can surpass the FBI. This case should have been handled by the FBI..."

Tom Williams said seriously: "There is really no organization in the United States that can surpass the FBI, so the biggest suspect in this case is the FBI!"

Detective Hunter was stunned for a moment and cursed: "What is the hell joke! (What a fucking joke!)"

"..."

Locke snorted and laughed, "whew! Thanks to the Los Angeles detective, he found the murderer so quickly!"

But soon, he stopped laughing. He saw two gray-painted Black Hawk helicopters flying towards them. One helicopter was equipped with a door machine gun. Through the open door, you could see inside. Marines in full gear.

"whatisthehell! (What the hell?)"