North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Being a police officer in America is not easy.

Because this is a high-risk occupation, it is likely that you are just making routine inquiries on the side of the road, and you will be greeted by a hail of bullets.

Therefore, there are many policemen who have a lot of mental pressure, which is reflected in their behavior, which is irritable.

Lawrence is especially grumpy!

The parking lot of the Sam's supermarket where they are located is located underground, with an elevator directly to the supermarket above.

When the two first arrived at the elevator, the elevator door was slowly closing.

"etc!"

Lawrence hurriedly ran to the elevator while asking the people inside to wait for them.

He didn't want to wait for the next elevator.

Hearing Lawrence's yell, the people inside not only didn't help to press the button to open the door, but whistled at Lawrence who was running over, and mocked, "Dude, you're slow like an old man."

But he obviously underestimated Lawrence's speed.

"FK."

The flesh on Lawrence's face twitched, and his speed increased sharply. Just as the elevator door was about to close, he stretched out his hand to block it.

The elevator door senses an obstruction and opens automatically.

When Dean walks in.

Lawrence had already blocked the kid in the elevator at a corner of the elevator, squeezing him into a shrunken ostrich: "Wow, buddy, you are now trembling with fear from a little old man."

The young man looked at Lawrence, who was strong and full of flesh, with his slender arms hugging his chest, and his voice was a little trembling: "I was just joking, there was no malice, and there are surveillance cameras in the elevator, calm down."

"monitor?"

Lawrence grinned, and the flesh was squeezed together, like a butcher who was about to kill: "I don't know which law in Los Angeles makes crowding illegal."

Dean didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this time.

He leaned on the elevator, grinning as he watched the bullying old hooligans in front of him who knew the law.

Essentially, like Lawrence, he is a bad character.

"I was wrong, buddy, I'm sorry, I did something wrong just now, please forgive me!" The young man apologized in a trembling voice, watching the movement of the elevator with his eyes hard, only to feel that today's elevator is extraordinarily slow.

Dean glanced at the elevator, seeing that he was about to reach the supermarket floor, he quickly pushed Lawrence: "Okay, I think this kid has learned how to respect others."

The large supermarkets here are usually patrolled by security guards. It is not good to be seen.

It is not convenient for them to reveal their identities now.

"Well, count yourself lucky today."

Lawrence turned around with some unfinished thoughts.

The elevator doors open.

The boy couldn't wait to rush out of the elevator, as if there was some man-eating beast behind him.

Dean and Lawrence looked at each other and laughed.

As a result, the two of them hadn't even laughed when they saw the young man running to the security guard at the entrance of the supermarket, pointing at the two of them, and talking excitedly.

next moment.

Dean saw the two security guards guarding the door, pulled out his gun from his waist with a dignified expression, and rushed towards them.

"Put your hands up!"

"Lie on the wall with your hands away from your waist!"

The security guards of some large supermarkets in the United States are equipped with guns.

But Dean never imagined that on his first day as an agent, he would be disarmed by the security guards after he had the legal power to enforce the law.

Lawrence taught him a lesson.

police station.

Dean and Lawrence, under the teasing gazes of fellow police officers, took back their documents and guns in embarrassment, and went out.

As soon as he went out, he heard a loud laugh that could no longer be suppressed.

It is also hard for them to hold back for so long.

Fuck!

Dean believed it.

Before long, he and Lawrence will become the protagonists of jokes in the mouths of many colleagues.

Outside the door, old Hunter was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette with a sad face. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and saw Lawrence's very aggrieved face.

Old Hunter's face became even more melancholy.

Lawrence didn't expect Old Hunter to be waiting for them here.

He stepped forward in embarrassment: "Deputy team, I didn't expect that kid to see the gun on my waist. It's not easy for us to reveal our identity."

"do not talk"

Old Hunter sighed: "Lawrence, Dean, it is not suitable for you to appear in Sam's Supermarket now, I have asked Robert and the others to protect Daisy, as for you

If it's okay.

Just sort out the clues of the two rape and murder cases, or go to the scene of the crime to see if there is anything missing.

Anyway, don't cause any more trouble! "

After finishing speaking, Old Hunter walked up to Dean, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and turned to leave.

it is more than words.

Follow Lawrence.

Sorry for you, rookie.

See this scene.

Lawrence's face directly turned into a liver color.

As soon as he said on the front foot that he wanted to teach Dean what criminal thinking and reasoning was, it became a joke for him to let the other party follow him.

Go to the famous teacher of TM.

Lawrence felt that he was in front of Dean, and he would not have the confidence to speak in the future.

"Haha, you look so funny now." Dean laughed loudly: "You can't do this, Lawrence, show your aura, a thin-skinned villain, but I will laugh at you."

Lawrence heard that Dean didn't mean to blame him, and said a little embarrassedly: "Dean, I'm sorry to make you lose face by following me."

"NONONO."

Dean waved his hand: "Lawrence, you are wrong. We only suffered this humiliation because we didn't want to alarm the criminals. Therefore, we are selfless devotees who endured humiliation to solve the case. Those who laugh at us should feel ashamed."

"ha?"

Lawrence was confused by Dean's remarks.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with what Dean said, regardless of the fact that he caused the trouble first.

Think about it this way.

Lawrence felt much better: "You are right, but after all, I messed up the matter, so I decided to buy you a drink."

"Let's go, I won't be polite."

The two hooked their shoulders and prepared to take a taxi to the bar. As for the car left in the parking lot, they could only pick it up in two days.

bar.

Down a few glasses of wine.

The more Lawrence looks at Dean, the more pleasing it is. If it is replaced by a development game, it is probably +1 favorability, favorability +1

The kind that refreshes the screen.

He's already taken by Dean.

In his heart, Lawrence transformed Dean, whom he had known not long ago, from a colleague relationship to a friend relationship, and he was still a good friend who was pleasing to the eye.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.

Lawrence, whose career was frustrated, said to Dean drunkenly: "Actually, I am very good. When I was in the No. 1 Squadron, I solved many cases. If it wasn't for that, maybe I would have become a member of the No. 1 Squadron by now." Vice team."

Dean's face was red with wine, but his eyes were very clear.

Unexpectedly, Lawrence also has a story.

But he didn't have the idea of ​​exploring Lawrence's secrets, and the relationship between the two hadn't reached that point yet.

Dean clinked glasses with Lawrence, and changed the subject: "Lawrence, you told me about criminal thinking and reasoning earlier, do you have any thoughts on the rape and murder case?"

Lawrence drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said to himself: "Of course, according to the current analysis of clues, I already have a suspicious group!"