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

"It looks like someone stole my partner."

Seeing Jack and Harry leaving the surveillance apartment with laughter, Gibson, who was waiting on the roadside, couldn't help but "jealous".

"Your partner will be back in two days at most." Jack pretended to be "sad".

The surveillance operation was officially declared a failure. Just now, the CIA workstation in Rome sent a message that Juno Skinner was suspected to be there.

After the two got in the car, Gibson started his GMC Canyon pickup truck with an expression of an old worker on his face, "We just have two days off, why don't we go to the bar for a drink tonight?"

Harry nodded without waiting for Jack to refuse, "Good idea, as a thank you to Jack for saving Jessie in New Mexico."

"So what happened at that time?" Gibson scratched his head, "Why can't I know?"

Harry patted his partner's shoulder and said earnestly, "Believe me, you don't want to know."

Gipson made a disdainful "tsk" and was about to turn the steering wheel around, but was stopped by Harry, "Take Pennsylvania Avenue and drop me off when you pass Lafayette Square."

"What's wrong?" Gibson asked curiously.

"I missed the birthday cake that Helen prepared for me a few days ago, which disappointed her, so I want to treat her to lunch at noon as a surprise."

"What should I do then?" Gibson showed a "hurt" expression again.

"How about I treat you to lunch?" Jack suggested. The Helen in Harry's mouth was obviously his wife, Helen Tasker, Jessie's mother.

"Okay." Although he was also a 40-year-old man like Harry, Gipson's personality was extremely cheerful, but the two of them complemented each other as partners.

"I remember there was a delicious fast food truck near the square."

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"So besides burritos and hamburgers, there are no other kinds of street fast food in this country, right?" Jack frowned at the delicious fast food truck in Gipson's mouth. The main business of this fast food truck was still the familiar Mexican taco.

"Give me a little of each sauce." After Gipson instructed the stall owner, he looked at Jack strangely, "The fried noodles near Chinatown are also good, but aren't these the only things for lunch?"

"Forget it, just ignore what I said." Jack waved his hand, ordered a chicken roll for himself and paid the bill.

The two leaned against the car and ate and talked, and Gipson tried to ask Jack about what happened in New Mexico in a roundabout way.

Just when Jack was considering whether to make up a story that was not too bad, he saw Harry, who had walked into the law firm across the street excitedly, walking across the street with his head down like a zombie.

"Hey! Wait, bastard!" Gibson rushed over to help Harry over, and cursed the passing car driver who braked suddenly and honked impatiently.

Jack rolled up the wrapper of the chicken roll and threw it into the trash can, and asked, "What happened?"

Harry frowned and kept his head down. Gibson suddenly had an idea, "It's Helen, right? What happened to Helen?"

"Helen. Helen Helen." Harry looked out of breath, which made his good partner Gibson very anxious.

". Helen, she cheated." Harry looked like he had just heard that the end of the world was coming.

"Haha!" Gipson heaved a sigh of relief and hugged Harry, laughing out loud, "Welcome, man, welcome to the club."

Harry was in a state of self-doubt, muttering to himself, "How could it be... How could it be like this?"

"This is normal, man. Everyone thinks that this kind of thing can't happen to them." Gipson seemed to have finally found a comrade-in-arms, "Remember when my second wife cheated on me?

I didn't believe it at the time, until one day when I came home and found that the house was emptied, she even took away the beer in the refrigerator."

"What kind of woman would be so perverted that she wouldn't even want to leave a bottle of beer?"

However, before he could finish, he was pushed away by Harry, still muttering, "That's Helen, Helen, how could she..."

"Listen, Harry, Helen still loves you, she's just tired of it and wants to change her bedmate, it's nothing, just bear it and it will pass."

Gipson's words made Jack, who was listening awkwardly, frown. How could it be so comforting? Is this the European and American version of "If you want to live a decent life, you have to be a little green on your head"?

Sure enough, the next second he was pressed hard against the car by the furious Harry, "Shut up, are you my friend or not!"

The two middle-aged men kept looking at each other in this posture on the street for a long time, until they were sure that their partners had calmed down, Gibson asked with a dry smile.

"Who do you think should be blamed for this? She is a woman, and you are always not at home whenever she needs a man. It is only a matter of time."

"Ahem!" Feeling that the current situation was at risk of being watched by others, Jack had to cough lightly to interrupt the "communication" between the two, "Although it is a little early now, I think you can also find a bar to talk slowly."

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Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Looking at the two drunken middle-aged uncles in front of him, Jack felt a headache and was extremely annoyed by his proposal a few hours ago.

He had heard the whole story clearly. Unlike real FBI agents, the identities of "Omega" agents were strictly confidential.

Therefore, not only Jessie, her daughter, but Helen Tasker also had no idea about her husband's real job.

She had been working as an ordinary clerk in a law firm for decades. The couple's life was not ordinary, but it was indeed calm.

The following story was just like what happened between ordinary couples in other parts of the world at the same time. The husband, who rarely stayed at home all year round, wanted to give his wife, who had been with him for more than 20 years, a surprise on a whim when he had free time.

However, when Harry walked into the big office of the law firm and came to Helen's workstation, he accidentally heard her talking on the phone with a man named Simon.

Later, Harry heard keywords such as "mysterious boyfriend", "handsome guy", and "noon tryst" in the conversation between Helen and a gossipy female colleague and bestie.

As a result, Jack now has two more drunks around him, Harry who was "broken in love" and his good friend Gibson who comforted him.

After drinking a few glasses of lemonade, casting a healing spell on himself, and going to the bathroom to make sure that the alcohol in his body had been metabolized, Jack finally managed to get the two drunks into the car and drove to the door of the house he had visited a few days ago.