The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 277 Prison Riot
After chatting with Professor Cahill, who was much plumper, for half the night, Jack probably figured out the purpose of Rossi's conversation with him.

It probably means to coax the two girls well, keep a low profile, and don't attract the attention of the higher authorities because of private life issues. Although Jack is his disciple of David Rossi, he doesn't have to learn everything.

In the next two weeks, the world returned to peace again. It may also be that spring has just arrived, and those serial killers have not yet fully awakened.

When Jack yawned and walked into the office carrying a food box, he unexpectedly found that Rhett, who was never late, was not in his seat today.

"Where's our Dr. Reid?" Jack took apart the food boxes, labeled them one by one, and stuffed them into the refrigerator.

"Going to prison with Hotchner early in the morning, there is a serial killer named Chester Hardwick who wants to participate in our criminal character research project before his death sentence takes effect."

Emily picked up a box of deep-fried crispy pig ears from the table behind him, cheered, and started to chew.

This is a Spanish delicacy, which was slightly improved by Jack. The marinated pig ears are hung with a thin layer, fried in low-temperature olive oil until golden, and then sprinkled with a fine layer of seasoning mixed with chili powder. It is a perfect appetizer.

The surface is crispy, the inside is soft and waxy and rich in gelatin, and the innermost layer contains a layer of extremely chewy brittle bones. It can also be enjoyed as a small snack at ordinary times.

If it is paired with a plate of badly marinated edamame and a few bottles of cold beer, it is simply the best combination for night parties, watching dramas and watching football games.

Seeing Jack sitting on the seat and yawning several times, Emily asked with some doubts, "Didn't you just finish the weekend? It's rare to see you in this state."

"I went to a friend's farm to snipe mice last night, and played all night."

Jack made himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself. There was a recent rat attack on the Wolf Brothers' farm, and Braxton ordered some airsoft guns, equipped with low-light night vision goggles and high-power scopes.

The sound of the air gun is extremely small, and the power is moderate. It will not disturb the animals in the whole farm with one shot, and it can kill small mammals such as mice.

The three men didn't sleep at night, lying on the haystack to beat mice, and shot a little Jerry. The process was quite stress-free, and they played until dawn by accident.

"You guys never grow up?" Emily rolled her eyes, picked up the newspaper on the table and started to read it.

"What are you guys talking about?" Probably hearing Jack's voice, Jiejie came out stepping on her high-heeled shoes, and opened the refrigerator to look for something delicious today.

"We're talking about Emily having a partner." Jack said out loud, scaring Emily upright from her chair.

"What are you talking about?"

"Just now you said you men, it means that a new opposite sex has appeared in your recent life, which can remind you of him subconsciously from time to time."

"It's nonsense." Emily showed disdain, as if your profiling level is too bad.

"Okay, then I'll try deduction, Jiejie, when was the last time you saw Emily wearing the same outfit from the previous Friday before the holiday to the Monday after the holiday?"

Jiejie pretended to be contemplative, but the corners of her mouth began to turn up.

"My God, Emily, you spent the night at a man's house, thank God, I thought you were going to die alone."

Seeing Emily staring at him angrily, Jack made a V sign to show victory.

Always being eaten by her, it was rare for me to eat melons for a while, Jiejie took Emily to her office, and the two girls chatted chatteringly.

Jack lay on the table and started to catch up on sleep, and slept until noon, until Jiejie and Emily rushed to wake him up.

"Jack, go, there is a riot in Terminar prison, and Hotchner and Red are trapped inside."

Jack was startled in horror, his brain instantly sobered up, prison riot?Are these two guys so unlucky?

Rossi didn't come to the office today, so the three could only rush to the prison first. Jack made a few calls on the way and learned about the situation from his friends in LAPD.

Terminar Prison is a prison for serious criminals contracted and operated by a private company, which houses more than 800 prisoners.

This morning, the prisoners in this prison suddenly rioted. The situation is unknown now, but there are rumors that the situation inside is quite bad.

When the three arrived, LAPD police cars, fire trucks, SWAT armored vehicles, and several FBI Saabs had blocked the open space in front of the prison building.

In front of a large black-painted LAPD command van, Jack saw Hannah and Hondo, the leader of the SWAT team.

"Why are you (you) here?" Both of them were surprised to see Jack and Emily.

"Long time no see, Hongdo." Jack greeted the black captain first.

"Our group's brightest minds and bosses are trapped inside, and they're here today to meet with a dangerous serial killer."

Jack glanced at the five teammates behind him, a little strange, "You only have one team here?"

Hong Duo waved his hands helplessly, "Team B is carrying out the capture mission of Century City, and it will arrive a little later, so we have to go first."

"Do you mind taking me with you?" Jack said as he took out the set of equipment that the seal had given him from the trunk.

"Wow, didn't you join the FBI? Where did you get such a thing?" Hong Duo's eyes showed envy.

What he envied was not only Jack's high-end seal suit, but also the two beautiful girls who stood beside him and helped him put on the body armor.

"It was given by a friend of the seal. Give me a set of your communicator."

With the help of Hannah and Jiejie, after putting on the bulletproof vest and inserting the ceramic bulletproof plate, Jack replied while tying a holster on his right leg.

"I have it here, long time no see, Jack, when you visited our team last time, can you announce your secret stew recipe?"

With a big beard and a slightly elongated face, the deputy captain, Deacon, handed over his spare communicator.

"Ah, that is an exclusive secret recipe of one of my aunts. I dare not give it to you without her consent, but I can ask for you."

Jack took the communicator and put it on, inserted the MK24 with the golden anchor LOGO into the holster on his right leg, and finally put on the goggles and moved around in place, making sure that his movements would not be caused by these tactics Accessories are affected and deformed.

"Tell me about the current situation inside. Have you made a rescue plan?"

"Not yet. The firefighters just put out the fire in the annex building. The prisoners took 18 hostages including the warden, but we haven't found Reid and Hotchner yet. We don't know where they are hiding."

Hannah led everyone into the command vehicle, and a bunch of portraits were displayed on the screen.

(End of this chapter)