LA Detective

Chapter 111 Party
Metzker Bar.

"cheers!"

Members of the First Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division drank together.

There were a total of nine people present, in addition to the people from the first squadron and Deputy Director Reid.

Deputy Director Reid is in charge of the Robbery and Murder Division and concurrently serves as the director.

Deputy Director Reid took a big gulp of beer, "I'm very glad to be invited today, I haven't had such a good drink for a long time."

The deputy team pouted, "Your wife even cares about drinking now?"

"Yeah, you know Kamoshi's character, she doesn't like me drinking."

"Red, I told you that the relationship between husband and wife is not equal. There will always be a strong side. If you give in blindly, she will eat you to death, and even if you eat an extra bite, she can find out your faults. "

Rhett shrugged, "It's not as serious as you said, I just don't like quarrels."

"That's right, she just recognized you and has been testing and suppressing you. You have to be tougher so that you can gain a reasonable position.

If a man can't drink beer in his own home..."

Susan interrupted, "Deputy team, marriage is not about competition, but about cooperation and love.

Rhett is not afraid of his wife, but loves her. "

Luke also felt that the vice-team was being a bit aggressive, and he said it happily. He heard what he shouldn't have heard, and it wasn't a good thing. He showed a curious look, "Director, how long have you known the vice-team?"

"Wow, there is something to talk about." Reid nodded, looking at the deputy team aside, "Can you talk about it?"

"What's wrong." The deputy team shrugged.

Reid recalled, "It should have been 20 years ago, and I was only in my 20s. I am very similar to Luke now, handsome, ideal, and ambitious..."

The deputy team interrupted, "You were not like Luke when you were young, but more like Marcus now."

Xiao Hei laughed, "Really?"

Reid directly shattered his fantasy, "The deputy team is lying to you. I was much better than you when I was young, and I solved many major cases. The director at the time admired me..."

Xiao Hei "..."

"Stop! Don't brag, I'm the one to say it." The deputy team took over the right to speak, "He was just a kid when he first came to the police department, and he didn't understand shit. I was already an experienced detective at that time.

He was brought by me at the time, Detective Vincent, Detective Red.

Just like David and Luke now...

A few years later it became Inspector Vincent, Inspector Rhett.

A few years later, Inspector Vincent, Deputy Red.

A few years later, Inspector Vincent, Captain Rhett...

Until now, you all know. "

After hearing this, everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Luke felt a little sympathetic to the deputy team. What have you experienced all these years?To be able to continue working in the Robbery and Murder Division, one must have a strong heart.

David was chewing nuts, but he was stunned when he heard this, looked at the deputy team and Rhett, and then at Luke...

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Reid smiled, "Although my position is higher than yours, I have always respected you.

Learned a lot from you, what to do and what not to do.

I have today's grades, which have a lot to do with you. "

The deputy team joked, "Are you trying to say that blue is better than blue? No, I won't admit it."

Rhett laughed, "You're right, you have more experience in solving crimes than anyone else, and I can't compare to it. But, I didn't do what I shouldn't do."

"OK, today's party is over." The deputy team stood up and made a gesture to leave.

Director Reid hurriedly stopped him, "Come on, I'm just joking."

"I'll give you a fine drink." Reid drank half of the beer in one gulp.

The deputy team sat down again. The two had known each other for 20 years and were former partners. Naturally, they wouldn't be really angry, and chatted together soon.

Luke asked David on the side, "How is things going?"

"I sent her to rehab."

"You know what I'm asking?"

David took a sip of his wine, "She offered to mention it, and I also acquiesced."

"good."

David didn't seem to want to talk about the subject, "When are you going to buy a car?"

"Still working on it, what do you think of the Porsche Cayenne?"

"The brand is good, but the price is not cheap."

"I checked, and it's about the same price as a BMW 7." In his previous life, Luke had heard that foreign cars were cheap, but he didn't know how cheap they were until he arrived in Los Angeles.The BMW Seven and Porsche Cayenne cost around $[-].

It is half cheaper than domestic ones.

"They're all good cars, depending on which one you like."

A black head leaned over, "Wow, who of you wants to buy a car?"

"I, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Hey, there's no need to ask. Of course it's the Cadillac Escalade. Is there a better car than this?" Xiao Hei took it for granted.

David shrugged, "I knew it."

Cadillac has a high status in the black music circle.

Counting the whole world, there are more than 2000 songs written with "Cadillac". There is an unwritten law in the music industry - if you want to shoot an MV with momentum, you must have a Cadillac.

Cadillac has influenced the hip-hop culture represented by black people, in which luxury cars have always been an important element of rap music.

Cadillac is infected with the inexhaustible desire of countless black rappers, expressing the unyielding ideals of black people.

Luke nodded, "I'll think about it."

In fact, the pass has already been lost. This car is too big, with seven seats. Why does he usually drive alone with such a large space?
Xiao Hei smiled and said, "If you want to sell the Harley motorcycle, remember to consider me."

"Don't even think about it, I'm not selling Harleys." Just because Luke bought a new car because he needed it, doesn't mean he doesn't like motorcycles.

Riding a motorcycle on holidays is still very cool.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, the party is over.

Red was too drunk to drive himself, and the deputy sent him home.

Luke bid farewell to everyone and went to find his motorcycle.

He looked around and couldn't find it.

What are you doing?
Luke has a good drinker and is sober. Why is Harley gone?

David asked, "Why are you standing there stupidly? Don't you ride a bike? Do you want me to see you?"

"My Harley is gone."

"What do you mean?" David was also confused.

"Some idiot stole my car!"

……

5 minute later.

A patrol car was parked on the side of the road.

The driver was a black female patrol officer with short hair and a serious expression.

A white patrolman stepped out of the passenger cab, who looked to be in his forties,

"Who called the police?"

"It's me." Luke sized up the middle-aged patrolman, his eyes fell on his shoulder straps, "Are you sure you're wearing the right police uniform?"

The middle-aged patrolman shrugged, "I just changed careers to be a patrolman, you know."

The black female patrol officer next to her put her hands on her police belt, "You lost a motorcycle?"

"Yes, the car is parked here."

"Is the car locked?"

"Of course, I won't make such a low-level mistake."

"When did you park your motorcycle here? When did you find out it was stolen?"

"Around [-]:[-]pm, my colleagues and I came to the Mezik Bar.

Parked the Harley near the entrance of the bar, and the show ended at ten o'clock in the evening. As soon as I came out, I found that the motorcycle was missing, and then called the police. "

"Tell me the model, color, license plate number of the motorcycle, and whether there are any special signs?"

Luke sighed. He was not used to this feeling. He used to ask others, but now he was the one being asked, "2021 Harley Fat Boy, black, license plate number, 8LkL518."

"Show me your driver's license and phone number."

Luke handed her his driver's license and reported his mobile phone number.

The black female patrolman wrote down her identity information, "OK, Mr. Luke, we have learned about the situation of the motorcycle, and will notify other patrolmen to help find it, and will notify you when we find it."

"What do you call them?"

The middle-aged white patrolman said, "My name is John, and this is my instructor, Officer Aphra."

Luke asked, "Can you leave me a contact information?"

John handed over a business card.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to a drink another day." Luke took the business card and waved away.

He didn't say he was lapd too.

A group of senior police detectives came out for a party, and the car was lost after the meeting.

He was not alone in the disgrace.

"fuck, damn car thief."

　Calvin died today, it hurts so much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)