North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Locke did not immediately remind David that drug dealers were always vigilant and he was afraid of alerting the enemy.

Moreover, the two drug dealers were wearing protective clothing and should not be carrying weapons. He was more worried about whether there were other drug dealers in the house.

If there were drug dealers in the house, they would be staring outside with guns blazing right now, and if they realized they were exposed, they would shoot them.

David seemed completely unaware, and showed his ID to the staff standing in front of him in a very formal manner, "lapd, someone complained that the smell of your pesticides was leaking..."

The staff member took off his gas mask, revealing a slightly weathered face. He looked about 50 years old and white.

At this moment, his face was rosy, and there were scars on his face from wearing a mask for a long time. Locke couldn't tell anything from his expression for the moment, but this man had a high psychological quality and did not show any panic.

After hearing David's statement, the other party subconsciously turned to look at the protective film of the house behind him, and said in a solemn tone: "Sir, I'm sorry to hear this. We will check the seal of the house immediately, but please don't worry, even if there is a leak, a small amount of Leakage will not cause any physical harm, and the pesticides used by our company are all FDA certified..."

"Jesse, check the protective film on the house again right away..."

The obviously younger staff member behind him hurriedly turned around to check the sealing of the house membrane. Locke could tell from his actions that he was a little panicked.

Obviously, the psychological quality of young people is not as good as that of older people.

David asked a few more questions about house pest control, and the other party responded very professionally, and seemed to be a real expert in pest control.

David soon ended the questioning and told them to deal with the leak problem. He gestured to Locke and turned towards the patrol car.

Locke was always on guard, as if he was afraid of the film leaking, and kept walking backwards to the car. When he got back to the car safely, he was thinking about how to tell David what he had discovered, when David said with a serious face: "Drive." , leave here first..."

Locke looked at him in astonishment, started the patrol car and left.

David picked up the radio microphone and reported: "7adam15..."

"The pungent smell is suspected to be emitted by a drug-making workshop. Two cookers have been found so far. The other members are unknown. The weapons are unknown. Code 11. Requesting swat support..."

"Copy, report it immediately, keep the radio open..."

As soon as David hung up the microphone, Locke asked, "How did you find out?"

David replied calmly: "I will never forget the smell of ephedrine deoxygenation in my life..."

Locke knew that he underestimated David. He had been a patrol policeman for more than 20 years and had extremely rich experience. He had encountered all kinds of cases. He asked: "What should we do next?"

David replied: "Find a place to park first and wait for support. The other party is in production and will not be transferred easily. However, this case will most likely be transferred to DEA..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

David looked solemn, hurriedly answered the phone, and shouted: "Captain..."

Seeing that he was far away from the house, Locke parked the car on the side of the road and listened carefully. Superintendent Anna Davis, the chief of the Wilshire Division, called at this time. Apparently it was because of the police report that David had just reported. .

On the phone, Superintendent Davis asked David how he had just discovered the drug workshop, and then said: "David, I will hand over this case to DEA, and DEA will contact you later..."

David hurriedly replied: "ok, no problem..."

Just when Locke was a little confused about this, David handed the phone over, and Locke took it, "Captain..."

Superintendent Davis said: "Locke, congratulations on passing the internship ahead of schedule. Welcome to join LAPD..."

"Thank you, captain..."

"Locke, in private, you can call me Anna as usual..."

"..."

After ending the call, Locke returned the phone to David with an awkward expression.

Yes, he was also considered a relative in the Wilshire subdivision. Superintendent Anna Davis was his mother Marian's good friend for more than ten years.

It was Anna Davis's arrangement to let David serve as his intern instructor, because Marianne was worried about his safety, so David Murphy, who had been a frontline patrol officer for 22 years, was undoubtedly the best candidate for the intern instructor.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Locke took the initiative to ask: "If we send out swat, we should be able to deal with these people. Why should we leave it to dea?"

David explained: "Usually drug-related cases will be handed over to DEA in the end, and their firepower will be even more intense. It is a drug-making workshop with a lot of chemical equipment, which can easily cause explosions, so the captain will definitely wear a mask for the safety of the team members." It’s right to transfer the case to DEA and leave professional matters to professionals..."

He glanced at Locke and said, "What happened last time was an accident. Otherwise, it would have been left to DEA to follow up..."

Two weeks ago, Locke and David were patrolling and found a car that was driving erratically. After they stopped the car, they were about to get out of the car and check, but they did not expect that the other person started the car and fled again.

Locke relied on his speed and rushed in front of the car, trying to force the other person to stop with a gun. Unexpectedly, the two drug dealers in the car were both high, so they took out their guns and were about to shoot Locke.

Locke fired subconsciously, doing a complete American style, emptied the magazine, and let the two drug dealers receive their lunch boxes on the spot. He was also hit by the out-of-control car.

Before David could finish speaking, his cell phone rang again. After answering, he smiled and said, "Carlos, you owe me another favor..."

On the phone, David once again told the story of how he had just discovered the drug making workshop. After hanging up the phone, he explained to Locke: "The captain of the dea anti-narcotics team, he used to be a lapd, and he will be here soon..."

Ten minutes later, four black full-size Chevrolet Suburbans drove over, and the windows were all pitch black, making it impossible to see inside. Looking from a distance, it felt very oppressive.

After David explained something, he got out of the car and got into the other party's car. Two minutes later, he returned to the car and said seriously: "Drive and lead the way, follow my command..."

Locke rarely saw David so serious. He hurriedly started the car, turned around and led the way. When he almost saw the pest control company van, David suddenly shouted to stop.

Locke hurriedly stopped the car again. Just when he was wondering, the last car in the four Saab class broke away from the convoy and drove towards the back of the house. He instantly understood that it was going to attack the back of the house.

One minute later, David saw the car behind him gesturing in the rearview mirror and knew that the outflanking car was already in place, so he asked Locke to drive again.

Seeing that he was about to approach the van, Locke couldn't help but feel anxious. Just when he was wondering whether to stop, David said: "Speed ​​up and drive over..."

Locke stepped on the gas, and the car passed by as soon as it brushed the ground.

In the rearview mirror, three Saber cars rushed directly to the building in front of them. Before the car could stabilize, fully armed DEA team members wearing hoods rushed out of the car. Each one of them was holding an automatic rifle, and they were able to cover up the attack with lightning speed. Earshi rushed into the house.

"eda..."

“upyouhands…”

"shootfire..."

"shootfire..."

"clear..."

"clear..."