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

Chapter 84 David Rossi (Criminal Minds Appears)

Mejia felt that the effects of his anesthesia might not have worn off yet, and he was hallucinating before his eyes. As an IRS investigator, he had received strict shooting and fighting training, but at this moment, he was facing a fight that seemed to be of great disparity in physique. It is impossible to understand even if you have never seen it.

The bald man was ugly and ferocious, with a burly figure and muscular muscles, while the LAPD boy opposite him looked handsome and even had a somewhat bookish demeanor. Although he was close in height, he was obviously a size smaller.

Although the room is very large, there are five stainless steel dissecting tables in the middle, and the actual space is extremely narrow. If it were Mecia himself, it would be absolutely impossible to put down the pistol and choose hand-to-hand combat, because this would make the smaller LAPD kid lose his only The flexible dodge advantage.

In fact, he didn't have any intention of dodging. The bald man looked like a burly figure, but his punching speed was extremely fast. Return a jab in the same motion.

The fists collided in front of the two of them, and Mecia even clearly heard the crisp sound of fractures, but to his complete surprise, it was the bald man who screamed.

His right hand could no longer make a fist and was in the shape of a chicken claw that could not be closed. Just when Mecia was wondering if the LADP boy had secretly put on something like a finger tiger, the fierce bald man gritted his teeth and swung his left fist. This was a strike. Remember to swing the punch, targeting the opponent's right ear cartilage.

If a normal person gets hit like this, a severe concussion can instantly render the target incapacitated. The LAPD boy still didn't dodge.

There was another crisp fracture sound, and the bald man's forearm deformed instantly, and the changed left fist weakly brushed the opponent's cheek.

Facing the bald man who was bowing and wailing with his arms useless, Jack, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly: "It's my turn."

Then there was a series of indistinguishable combo sounds. Jack replicated the previous consecutive moves of the female killer. The bald man was unable to block at all. He was punched continuously in the lower abdomen, midsection, and chest, and with the final click, , the jaw made an overwhelming cracking sound, and collapsed to the ground like mud.

The depression in Jack's chest dissipated a lot, and he leaned over and tied the hands and feet of the bald man who was bending over in pain with a plastic cable tie, before he came to Messia and stretched out his hands to help him up.

"Can you still move?"

Mecia smiled bitterly, "I can't move at all. Are all of you LADP monsters like you?"

It was only when Jack came closer that he confirmed that there was no knuckles. This young man with a harmless baby face had completely knocked his opponent down just now with a pair of fists.

At this time, there were messy footsteps in the corridor, accompanied by John's shout.

"Jack?"

"Safe! The suspect has been subdued."

Jack signaled loudly where he was.

A group of LAPD patrol officers rushed into the autopsy room. John, who was leading the way, put away his gun and stared at the bald man who was still wailing. His eyes widened. This guy had a broken mandible and couldn't wailing. He could only fall to the ground and groan. Drooling all over the floor.

"Are you all right?"

Jack wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly, "I think I need Jia LiSi to help introduce a gentler female nurse."

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"Thank you very much, Officer Jake Tavole, and on behalf of the IRS, thank you for everything you do."

The skinny old man Ray King walked out of the ward with a note in his hand, and shook hands with Jack who was waiting at the door.

"It's my pleasure, Director Jin."

For the sake of the "huge" bonus, Jack didn't mind saying a few more good words.

He glanced at the note in Lei Jin's hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Is everything going well?"

Ray King smiled and nodded: "It went very smoothly. It turns out that Alejandro Mejia is an excellent agent who is loyal and reliable."

"He intercepted nearly 5000 million illegal funds, and now this batch of cryptocurrency belongs to the IRS." The old man added in a low voice.

"So much, that's not"

Jack's eyes lit up. This old man is a fastidious person. He doesn't hide anything from him. He is indeed worth paying attention to.

"You know, cryptocurrency prices have been going up lately."

Ray King winked. It was a bit funny to make such an expression on his wrinkled old face, but it could be seen that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

"The IRS will indicate the source of your bonus. In addition, my previous invitation is still valid. Mecia is very impressed by your skills."

Jack smiled apologetically. The IRS is really awesome, and it can be regarded as the top in the beautiful national police system, but he really has no interest in armed taxation. In comparison, the cases faced by the BAU team of the FBI are even more impressive. He is interested, after all, the experience given by the system is the most convincing.

Of course, the relationship with the God of Wealth still needs to be well established.

Just as they were about to open their mouths to explain a few more words, a strange voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

"Old man, this child has already been ordered by me, so don't think about it."

Jack looked back and saw a middle-aged white man in his early 50s, gentle and scholarly, walking towards them with Maureen.

"David Rossi!"

Ray King strode forward and hugged the middle-aged white man tightly.

"David, I didn't expect to meet you here. Aren't you busy writing books and giving speeches across the country?"

The middle-aged white man has a well-groomed beard, and his temples are a little gray. The hair on his forehead is all combed up with pomade, which is the kind of old-fashioned retro big back.

"There's been some trouble with the BAU recently, and they've found me again."

As he spoke, a middle-aged man named David Rossi looked at Jack standing aside with a smile. "Officer Jack Tavole?"

"Yes, sir." Jack couldn't help but tighten his heart when he met the brown-black eyes that were the same as his.

He didn't know how to describe this kind of look. It was deep, wise, and melancholy. It seemed that it could reach straight into a person's heart and see through all the privacy.

Jack hasn't experienced this feeling for a long time. It seems a bit like meeting Maureen for the first time, but Maureen, as a psychiatrist, has a strong affinity and is easy to give people a sense of trust. The aura of this David Rossi completely different.

Of course, this is just a feeling. Now Jack, who has proficient psychological skills, is no longer the rookie who would be terrified when seeing a psychiatrist. Now, he actively reaches out with a very respectful and humble attitude of a junior.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Rossi."

Of course, he didn't forget to say hello to Maureen: "Long time no see, Professor Cahill."

David Rossi did not let go of Jack's hand immediately, but looked him up and down, carefully observed his finger joints, and then let out an exclamation.

"How did you manage to beat that suspect like that? I just went to see him, and he has at least seven or eight broken bones."

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