The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

"Give way! Give way, everyone!"

John, who was in uniform and carrying handcuffs, batons and other paraphernalia, ran with the bells ringing. A middle-aged man in his early 40s, a rookie policeman and several LAPD patrolmen ran with the momentum of thousands of troops, scaring the passengers in the airport into dodging in a hurry.

"Be careful! Get out of the way!" On the other side, two NCIS agents, a man and a woman, also ran towards the exit with several men in suits.

The two groups almost collided with each other, but they didn't even bother to say hello and rushed straight to the passenger passage that had just been closed.

"Is this Hanalei Airlines Flight 792?" Although John is old, he is more agile than most young people and was the first to rush to the staff at the aisle door.

"Yes." The staff member did not look terribly surprised.

John was gasping for breath, but fortunately his rookie assistant caught up in time and said, "Make sure all the passengers stay on the plane!"

"But they have already got off the plane. Is it related to the passenger who died on the plane?" The staff member turned around and pressed the combination lock on the door.

"Yes, that's right. The body must be isolated immediately and no one is allowed to come into contact with it."

Before John finished speaking, two NCIS agents came forward and introduced themselves very quickly, "NICS, Agent Kensi Bly and LAPD liaison Detective Maddy Deeks, who are you?"

The female agent has a good figure and a simple ponytail. Her facial features are not delicate. The first impression she gives is that she is cheerful and sunny, with a kind of silly girl temperament. The most impressive thing is her eyes, which are rare heterochromia, with the right eye black and the left eye light brown.

Her partner, who she calls LAPD liaison Maddy Dix, is equally impressive, with fluffy golden curly hair, a baby face and a beard of the same color. It is hard not to think of the golden retriever with a cute smiling face.

"Oh, John Nolan, this is my partner Selena Juarez, we are here to assist you."

This time John's mind worked faster than his mouth. He reacted immediately and turned to the staff member, "You mean the passengers on the plane just got off the plane, right? In other words, they should still be at the baggage claim area right now?"

The staff member was slightly stunned, and nodded subconsciously, "Well, it should be."

"OK, Officer Nolan, go to the baggage claim area and seal off the area to prevent passengers from leaving. We will go to the plane to check for the body."

Kensi Bly rushed into the passenger passage with her partner without saying a word.

"Everyone follow me." John waved his hand and ran again with the LAPD police officers who arrived one after another.

"Garold Broadman, 49 years old, about 180cm tall, brown hair, brown eyes, his photo has been sent, he may be in disguise, at least one suitcase, maybe two, plus a backpack, raise a red flag as soon as you find him, understand?"

John directed two police officers to guard the gate, and took others to check the passengers' boarding passes one by one. If they found any passengers from flight 792, they would ask them to step aside.

Soon two NCIS agents arrived again. As soon as Kensi Bly saw John, she asked, "Did you find Broadman?"

John shook his head in confusion. "There are 230 passengers in total, most of them are here, and no suspicious targets were found."

"Damn it! He actually got away!"

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Late at night, a small business jet landed safely at Los Angeles International Airport. The five passengers who got off the plane were traveling light, with each of them carrying only a carry-on backpack.

"Although you succeeded in getting me interested in your novel, please don't tell me stories about plane crashes on the plane next time. I was worried the whole time that you would be kicked out of the sky by the pilot."

Karen was in a much better mood after returning to her own territory, and she even took the initiative to joke with Jack.

"What do you say?" Cheng Hao patted Danny's shoulder, "I know you have been looking forward to returning to the mainland."

Danny looked slightly worried, "To be honest I was looking forward to it, but not under these circumstances."

"No need to be pessimistic." Hannah seemed confident. "Hawaii belongs to you, but Los Angeles is our territory. Let's find a place to rest first. I'll take you to the headquarters tomorrow morning."

At this time, a low engine sound was heard, and two large pickup trucks with huge bodies and all-black bodies drove directly onto the tarmac in the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Hey, Jack, Rossi said you were busy saving the world again and might need a good, durable car, so I drove your old friend over to say hello."

Braxton jumped out of the car and patted the sturdy bulletproof body of the car. The once hard lines on his face have softened a lot now. After all, he is already a father.

"Is this... my original car?" Jack looked at the brand new "Mammoth" in surprise. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak. The license plate was exactly the one that was beaten into a sieve.

"It's a little surprise." John jumped down from the second Mammoth in the back, "The Wolf brothers customized all the parts, and it took nearly two years for them to arrive.

Officer Rick Hunter rented one of the workshops of the modification factory that was used to modify your Firebird. Including Tim, everyone worked together and it took nearly a month to complete the assembly. "

As he spoke, he reached into the cab and flipped a switch to flash the police lights. "We also installed hidden police lights on it. Now this car nominally belongs to the FBI Los Angeles office."

Jack was so touched that he didn't know what to say, "You really are..."

"Your house has been cleaned, including the guest room. Welcome back to the team." John opened his arms and gave Jack a big hug.

Braxton also gave Jack a hug and whispered, "Rosie told us to try not to let the children go out. Hotchner's wife and son have also moved into the farm. Is the situation serious this time?"

"For the smallpox virus, prolonged face-to-face contact and direct contact with body fluids are necessary conditions for infection. Just be careful and take precautions." Jack answered in the same low voice.

"OK, I will send old Hunter's family to the farm as well. Be careful." Braxton said he understood.

John and Braxton drove away in the Mammoth behind. Jack waved goodbye to the two old friends and turned to gesture to the few people who were still in a state of stunned silence.

"I forgot to mention that Los Angeles is actually my territory." Jack smiled at the two NCIS agents. He really didn't intend to show off and slap himself in the face about this kind of thing, and he didn't expect that his old friends would give him such a big surprise.