【R76】Pull Out the Pin

Agent Reyes.

Lena tapped the dark-skinned strange man's breastplate, and Morrison frowned.He was wearing a black wool cap, and his eyebrows were thick and thick, which made his originally indifferent face more severe and unapproachable.He was tall, even stronger than Morrison, and the thin layer of shirt could not hide the bulging muscles under the cloth.He pushed away Lina's mischievous fingers, and when he profiled his face, he revealed a few long and faded scars on his cheeks.

"Your new partner," Lena said cheerfully. "This is Jack Morrison, and this is Agent Gabriel Reyes from Los Angeles. Are you Latino? Brazilian? Mexican? "

"Latino," the man corrected her gruffly.Morrison felt that the man in front of him looked more like a criminal than a policeman.Morrison offered a hand anyway.

Reyes snorted, and he grabbed Morrison's hand so hard that Morrison didn't know if it was a show of power.

"Where is my seat?"

"Across from Jack." Lena rushed to the side of the two like a whirlwind.Reyes sat in Anna's previous chair, his table facing Morrison's, separated by a low shelf.Reyes pulled the empty drawer casually, and put the trash can in a more convenient position.Morrison gave him a friendly smile, but the other party naturally ignored it.

"Where's McCree?" he asked abruptly.

"Winston's office." Morrison was a little dazed, "You know him?"

"He was the new guy I brought. I hadn't been to Los Angeles yet." Reyes just mechanically answered Morrison's question, looked around, and finally locked the glass door of Winston's office.

"If you want to catch up with him, you can go to him after he comes out." Morrison said, "Do you want me to show you around later?"

Reyes looked back at him. "No." He refused cleanly.

Morrison shrugged.Now that his new partner had nothing to say to him, he naturally turned his attention back to work.When he raised his head again, the person on the opposite side changed from Reyes to McCree.

McCree, from Texas, still wears his iconic cowboy hat, and Martin boots are placed on the table without any image (but there are girls who eat this set).He looked at himself with a grin, throwing a bright red apple back and forth with his left hand.

"How does it feel?" he asked.

"I don't know what you're asking."

"Your new partner, Reyes." McCree tapped on the table, "My 'teacher'."

"He doesn't look like a nice guy," Morrison said matter-of-factly.He recalled a little, and Reyes' stinky face immediately surfaced.

McRae nodded in agreement: "It is estimated that people in Los Angeles have called him an asshole. It's not true that he murdered and set fire-do you know why he was arranged to be your partner?"

"Because I'm unlucky?"

"You really are," McCree said sympathetically, "Reyes is notoriously short-tempered, irritable, moody, he speaks foul language, and uses his eloquence in crooked ways—sarcasm, sarcasm , You won’t be tired if you talk for 10 minutes. Winston thinks that your personalities can complement each other very well, and after Anna’s promotion, you have been doing missions alone, which makes Gorilla Face a little worried. However, what is surprising is He was a good cop under the mask."

Morrison raised an eyebrow. "real?"

"Workaholic, highly efficient, basically there are no unsolved cases in his hands. The Los Angeles side calls him 'Reaper', or 'Reaper'. You know our side, because Talon's investigation took him away For most of our police force, the upper echelon applied for a police detective with high mobility. But I really didn't expect it to be this demon..."

Suddenly, McCree stopped talking in a panic. The "demon" had returned at some point, staring sullenly at him from the table, trying to kill McCree with his eyes. "Go back to your seat."

McRae jumped up from his chair in some embarrassment, straightened his cowboy hat, and ran away in a hurry.Morrison watched as Reyes sat heavily on the swivel chair with a stack of documents, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"New mission?" he asked curiously.

"The old ones," said the devil, "you've handled the cases. I want to see what kind of person you are and whether you are worthy of being my partner."

■

If Reyes made a bad first impression on Morrison on the first day, the first week was a nightmarish break-in period.After browsing Morrison's case file, Reyes began to criticize loudly: the battle was dragged on for too long, the method was too gentle, there was no backup plan, time wasted on trivial cases, and it was only luck that solved the case... Morrison tried his best to endure it.

Wait until they actually take on the first case--it's an easy mission, to catch a fugitive who's located in Queens.Everything went according to plan, and nothing went wrong from the preparatory preparations to the breaking and arresting, except for Morrison and Reyes who were arguing from beginning to end.Morrison was meticulously preparing for the operation, but Reyes looked like he didn't care. He said that "this kind of shit shouldn't send two detectives", and Morrison didn't think it was a "shit." Big deal."

Morrison was driving.He stopped at the intersection of a main road and waited for a red light. Reyes sat carelessly in the co-pilot and scolded him for not having the guts to turn on the police lights and run through the red light.

Morrison drew a pistol and pointed the suspect to his knees and raised his hands.Just as he was going to touch the handcuffs in his trouser pocket, Reyes jumped out from nowhere and punched the suspect in the face; he howled, spat out a broken tooth, and fell crookedly to the side.

"Reyes!" Morrison's eyes widened in disbelief. "What the hell are you doing?"

Reyes shook his wrist and said calmly, "You made a mistake. You didn't stabilize the gun when you went to take out the handcuffs. The suspect will take advantage of this gap to attack you. By then, your body will be lying on the ground." .”

"We've surrounded him, there's no way he'll—"

"You never know what people will do when you are in a dead end. Anything is possible!" Reyes interrupted him sharply, "I really doubt that you came out to be a half-baked policeman before graduating from the police academy."

Morrison took three deep breaths without losing his image and yelling. The police in charge of evidence collection patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.Well, having such a partner on the stall was completely unexpected for Morrison. He still remembered that when Winston talked to him, he told him several times that the transferred police detective was a powerful person, "on par with you." , These were Winston's original words, but now Reyes was pointing fingers and cursing at him like his superior every day, which really annoyed him.

Thus ended their first mission together.There was a small celebration party in the office that night, and Reyes didn't come to celebrate the 21st birthday of trainee police officer Hana.

"Does he not want to see me at all?" Morrison asked McRae.

"No," said McCree oddly. "He just doesn't like excitement. Don't think about it."

Surrounded by her colleagues, Hana laughed and cut the birthday cake.Amidst the laughter and laughter, Morrison hid in a corner seat and drank alcohol-only his own partner did not come.He hasn't been troubled by such depression for a long time. He always does his best in his work. Although he is a little younger, he is full of energy. Even the director has praised him and commended him countless times, but the transferred Gabriel Reyes just didn't like him, no matter how hard he tried, he was useless in his eyes.They quarreled more and more frequently, about the way of sorting out physical evidence, the arrangement of the action team, the summary of the written report, and even the question of who would drive when the mission was carried out——

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to drive." Reyes urged while putting on his woolen cap.

"I broke my leg playing last week," Morrison exclaimed. "Can't you just drive once?"

"No." Reyes yelled back, throwing the key in his face.

In fact, Morrison found that it wasn't that Reyes didn't like driving, he just preferred to let Morrison drive, and he could pretend to criticize his driving skills, saying that he was used to driving a tractor in the country.Apart from the first two times when Morrison was pissed off, he was getting used to it now.

Thanks to McCree, he often came over to smooth things over with a smile on his face, and Morrison was grateful to him in a way.The relationship between Reyes and McCree has only heard a few words from the young cowboys. It is harder to talk to Reyes about his past than to take a rocket to the moon.Reyes took McCree on the first day he stepped into the police station as a trainee police officer, and he scolded him harshly. Later, because of a large-scale personnel transfer, the master and apprentice had to separate.McCree, who has always been playful, talks about Reyes with a certain awe.As the days went by, Morrison couldn't put Reyes in a category, good cop or bad cop, he was more of a contradiction in terms and had to react to his ability to get angry at him for his rudeness. Respect.

He's just a little underwhelmed.

After a long morning of surveillance, Morrison just wanted to go back to the police station to enjoy the air conditioning and a good meal.He went to the cafeteria for lunch and saw Reyes sitting alone at a table in the corner with a plate unmoved in front of him, while he was looking down at a manual.Morrison hesitated for a moment, but walked over to meet him.

"How was your morning?" Morrison wanted to make a casual conversation.

"Boring." Reyes didn't look up.It was only then that Morrison realized that he was looking at a pamphlet from the police station.

"Did the fingerprint results of the last application investigation come out?"

"No."

"Has the evidence team been here?"

"Come here."

"The results of it?"

"It's not out yet."

Reyes still jumped out with a few words, turning the pages of the pamphlet loudly.Morrison finally couldn't help it: "What's so good about that thing?"

With a "snap", Reyes slapped the booklet on the table, revealing a colored page - Morrison was wearing a formal police uniform, holding a police cap, and looking firmly at the camera.He remembers the day when a stylist fiddled with his face with a brush at the last minute in an effort to "make the face look less white and interfere with the photography."Morrison smiled awkwardly. He really didn't expect Reyes to open this page for him to read.

"The higher ups were going to shoot a poster for the police station, and they were forced to do it. But I didn't expect to put this in the brochure. I didn't..."

"Of course I know," Reyes sneered, "I've known you for a long time, maybe there are also huge pictures of you hanging on the billboards at the intersection of the block. How did you get in? The police station took you from Was it dug out by the modeling school to shoot commercials?"

Morrison felt a rush of anger run down his spine and up his body, and he gripped the fork tightly. "I graduated from the police academy with honors and was directly assigned here as an agent."

"You're only here because you're good looking," Reyes said sarcastically, "to keep your morale up. Isn't it the same in the army, keep those skinny guys—"

He couldn't finish his sentence because Morrison punched him in the cheek.The dinner plate was pushed off the floor with unfinished food, and with a bang, everyone in the cafeteria looked at them.

"Please respect me, Agent Reyes." Morrison said through gritted teeth, trying to control himself not to stab the deep-skinned man's carotid artery with a fork.Reyes froze for a second, then he rubbed his nosebleed away with his thumb, and instead gave an exasperated smile:

"The kitten is pretty wild."

He managed to get the second punch from Morrison.

■

"Police badge," Winston spread his palms, Morrison pursed his lips, took the badge from his chest and handed it over, "and, the gun."

"Sheriff, I..."

"Putting hands on a colleague in public—or your partner! Is that what you want to add to your perfect resume?" He had never seen Winston so harsh before, "a day's suspension is not a light Well, luckily you've done well before, this is just a warning. Gun!"

Morrison had to pull out his gun, too. "Sorry, I didn't mean to do this." He tightened his lips, "But why am I the only one being punished?"

"Obviously, you're the only one fighting," said Winston angrily. "As for you and Gabriel, I'm not happy with the way you are. I didn't put you together as a partner to see you two fight each other every day." flow."

"we do not have……"

"Listen to me, Jack." The sheriff said earnestly, "I know Gabriel's style, the whole police department, even the whole of Los Angeles knows that he is a jerk, but no one wants to make the relationship so tense, you are partners! We're going to charge together." He shoved a slip of paper into Morrison's hand, "So you have to participate in this."

Morrison looked down, and then the whole person froze there-Police Relations Coordination Team. "What's this?"

In the blink of an eye, Winston had sat back at his desk and put on his square-rimmed glasses. "Go with Gabriel, the coordination team should already be waiting for you in the meeting room."

Morrison mechanically closed the door of the sheriff's office, unexpectedly, Reyes was leaning against the door waiting for him.The culprit crossed his arms and looked at himself mockingly; Morrison didn't speak to him, but forced the paper into his jacket pocket and slapped it hard.

"Relationship coordination?" Reyes let out a dry laugh, "Is this the only thing they do?"

"It seems that you have participated in a lot." Morrison said sarcastically.

"Ha, of course." The other party shrugged and didn't care, "But I haven't seen the coordination team of the New York Department yet."

Countless possibilities flashed through Morrison's mind: "Maybe after investigation, we won't be partners in the future?"

"What are you looking forward to?" Reyes smiled with a half smile, "It's a pity, it's impossible."

The coordinator was a tall, thin man with glasses, and when he sat down, he stood there as motionless as a pole.Reyes sat down in front of him graciously, while Morrison paced back and forth anxiously in the back, wanting to end this "investigation" early, and then go back to deal with his paper inspection.You know, he hasn't written this kind of thing since he was a child, and because of his partner, he has done a lot of things that he hasn't done before this year-such as punching his colleagues, participating in relationship coordination, and so on.

"Sit down, Detective Morrison." The investigator cleared his throat.

"He's suspended today, you don't have to call him a detective." Reyes didn't even let this moment go.

"It was described that you had a physical altercation in public, a month after you officially became partners. What prompted you to explode?"

"He humiliated me with language," Morrison quickly replied, "I think this kind of people who often verbally attack, criticize, and insult others should be stopped in time."

The investigator was obviously embarrassed by his directness: "Do you think attacking is a good way to stop it?"

Morrison took a quick glance at the perpetrator, and Reyes actually laughed. "Yes, especially with such repeat offenders."

"Is that so, Detective Reyes?"

"Everyone knows that's what I do," said Reyes, with a slightly amused expression on his face, "I didn't target Morrison, I just talked to my partner that way. .”

Morrison couldn't believe his ears. How could a person be so brazen?

"You have no particular grudge against Detective Morrison?"

"Of course not. He is my first partner in New York. We shoulder the hopes of the entire police department. I naturally hope to have a good relationship with him."

Really open-eyed nonsense.

"So what do you know about Detective Morrison's displeasure with you?" Good question.

Reyes turned his head and met Morrison's eyes.His dark eyes gleamed with sly and mischievous amusement.

"Maybe it's because his good-natured personality hasn't adapted to me yet."

"Never get used to it," Morrison interjected.

The investigator ignored him directly: "Will this physical conflict affect your cooperative relationship? If you were given a choice, would you choose another partner?"

Before Morris could speak, Reyes replied calmly: "Of course it will affect—maybe this will allow Morrison to understand me better, and I can understand him more deeply; other partners? Running in Period, there will be, I think we are doing pretty well now."

The investigator closed the notebook: "Thank you for your cooperation, Detective Reyes."

■

When Morrison rushed out of the meeting room, his brain was buzzing. He couldn't tell which one was more angry, confused or confused.Reyes might be right behind him, but the last thing he wants to see right now is that gloating face.

He took out his mobile phone and dug out the group chat from the address book.I need a glass of wine urgently, who can accompany me?

A few seconds later, he received a reply:

Only you rest today because you are suspended. — Reyes

Hold.

■

The relationship between Morrison and Reyes is still as bad, except that they still have a small fight for three days and a big fight for two days, and Reyes frequently shows that weird smile—just imagine, he has a poker face. That horrible, hideous smile.He seemed to like the way Morrison was angry, and Morrison simply gradually calmed down by gradually making fun of him with one ear in one ear and out the other.Winston finally no longer wondered whether he had made a wrong decision, because neither of the two expressed their intention to separate, and in just three months, they completed one case after another as partners, and their names were listed in the commendation list Show up again and again.Although Morrison is reluctant to admit that even though he and Reyes have very different personalities, there is a tacit understanding that is inherent.

One day, in an unexpected surprise, Morrison's former partner Anna came back to visit everyone during her vacation.She planted a friendly kiss on Morrison's cheek, held his face in her hands and shook it back and forth, and when she turned her head, she saw Reyes staring at her dissatisfied with his hands on his hips.

"Gabi," Anna greeted in a familiar way, "I didn't expect your butt to be sitting on the seat where I used to be."

"I said why it's so uncomfortable, so it's your chair." Of course Reyes retorted.In the end, the two still hugged, and they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"Jack is your partner now," Anna looked very happy, "you have to keep an eye on him, this kid is very reckless."

"Yeah." Reyes glanced playfully, "I'm not satisfied at all with his current appearance."

Morrison coughed twice, "Can I have a few words with you alone, Anna?"

He likes this resolute female police detective very much, the kind that the gangsters for miles around will turn around and run away when they see her; and she is the one who understands Morrison best, from their first handshake to driving him off She goes to the airport, she is Morrison's best friend.Anna can always drag him up from the abyss of confusion effortlessly, scold him when he does something stupid, or encourage him with firm and gentle words when he is at a low point.The two left the noisy office and found a quiet corner in the corridor.

Morrison rubbed his head wearily, his facial features twisted together ridiculously. "About Reyes... what kind of person is he?"

"A nice guy like a bastard," Anna said without thinking.

"How am I going to get along with him?" Morrison moaned, "He hates everything I do, and all the good things come to his mouth like shit, like the kind that can't sleep without scolding me all day. "

"What did he say?"

"Young and energetic, ignorant of flattery, impulsive, with a good face..."

Anna laughed without hesitation, and Morrison could only stare at her annoyed.

"I don't think it's funny."

"anything else?"

"We've participated in police relations investigations."

"Oh, that." Anna shook her shoulders because of her suppressed smile, "We all call that the Husband and Wife Reconciliation Team."

"Anna!"

The female police detective laughed for a few more minutes, and Morrison could only stand aside helplessly.Finally, she stopped laughing and grabbed the blond man's shoulder.

"Silly boy, if Reyes hasn't scolded a partner like this, then he might not be Reyes." Anna softened her voice, "Jack, he cares about you. He passed me the day before he was coming to the police station." Call, I got to know you from my mouth. He has read your file, of course, he has read everything that can be transferred from the system. He said that you are a good candidate, but he still needs someone to guide you. He hopes that he That's the guy."

Morrison was silent for a moment. "I do not believe."

"One day you'll know, that's what Reyes is." Anna winked at him, "He said you have a pretty face? Oh God, that's basically a confession in his world."

"Nonsense," Morrison declared.

TBC

※The part of the relationship investigation team refers to the common rules of American dramas.