North America’s toughest police: starting with the Los Angeles Patrol

When Jennifer Gray heard that so many people had disappeared in the area, she asked in disbelief: “Why are there so many missing people? Are they all related to them?”

Locke shook his head and said: “Not necessarily, but how many are related to them depends on the FBI’s investigation…”

Jennifer Gray asked in confusion: “Why are so many people missing, but the police have not investigated? If they investigated earlier, maybe they could have caught these four criminals earlier, and so many people would not have disappeared…”

Locke looked at Jennifer Gray speechlessly. This woman is really a flower in a greenhouse.

He asked, “Do you know how many people go missing in Los Angeles every year? At least 3,000, not including illegal immigrants who don’t have any identity registration information. If every missing case is investigated, the LAPD won’t have to do anything else this year…”

Jennifer Gray was shocked, “Jesus, that means ten people go missing every day in Los Angeles? OMG, unbelievable…”

Locke nodded, and couldn’t help but pinch her cheek, “Santa Barbara County is ten times the size of Los Angeles, with vast land and sparse population, but the police are less than one-tenth of Los Angeles. This kind of missing case that happened in Forest Park, except for organizing a large-scale search, how do you ask them to investigate?”

“Of course, if the missing person is not ordinary, he is a congressman or the child of a rich man, that’s another matter.”

“For example, you…”

Jennifer Gray shrugged, not offended by Locke’s example, but quickly understood, “Well, I’ve never paid attention to this before, it’s incredible…”

As a member of the scavenging class, Jennifer Gray is not a saint, she has long seen through the essence of the United States.

This is a country that belongs to the rich class, where capital controls everything.

Locke put his arm around her shoulders and reminded her, “Jennifer, this is America!”

Jennifer Gray shrugged, took his beer, took a sip, and nodded, “I know, this is really American…”

Suddenly, she turned around and hooked Locke’s neck, kissing him.

For a long time, Locke looked at her jokingly and asked, “Have you recovered? Are you sure, now?”

After seeing the true meaning of ancient yoga, Jennifer Gray has become a loyal believer of ancient yoga, but her experience in the afternoon still made her a little embarrassed.

She took the initiative to kiss Locke again and whispered, “Don’t you think it’s exciting now?”

Locke looked at her in astonishment and blurted out, “You’re so perverted!”

Jennifer Gray glanced at the corpse on the ground, bit Locke’s ear, and said seductively, “You didn’t say he…, hahaha, you also think it’s exciting!”

Locke looked embarrassed, damn, you slandered me, is it because of this?

I’m because of your hand!

…

Because they were not sure when the FBI would come, Locke and Jennifer Gray went to sleep right after they finished.

Fearing that the corpse would attract carnivores, the two did not sleep in the tent, but in the back seat of the Raptor.

It was not because they were afraid of anything. One of them was a doctor, and the other was a corpse collector. They could not be afraid of animals but corpses.

Otherwise, they would not have done the blasphemous things before.

However, this simple bed was okay for lying down temporarily with the car door open. If they really wanted to sleep, it was too unfriendly for Locke’s 1.9-meter-tall legs. He couldn’t even stretch his legs straight, so he had to sleep sideways.

I don’t know how long I slept, Locke heard some movement outside, opened his eyes and saw that it was dawn, and the FBI had also come.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that after installing bulletproof glass, the car was too soundproof, and the sound of the air conditioner caused him to not notice the movement outside.

But I have to admit that he is getting less and less alert now.

After Locke reflected for a few seconds, he stood up and looked out the window, and found that Black Braised Egg and Liv were actually using their stove to make coffee and fry steak.

Several FBI forensic personnel were wearing protective clothing to collect evidence from three bodies, uh, it would be more appropriate to say that they were transporting bodies.

There were also two uniformed patrolmen standing on the side, who seemed to be the county police of Santa Barbara County, and they should be leading the way with the FBI.

Locke patted Jennifer Gray’s butt, and the woman curled up in his arms like a cat, “Get up, get dressed quickly, the FBI is coming…”

As he said, he got into the front seat and got out of the car from the front, inexplicably feeling that this scene was a little familiar.

Locke attracted everyone’s attention as soon as he got out of the car, but he didn’t care. He stretched his body first. He slept too badly last night. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and he felt that his bones were stretched out and he felt comfortable.

He walked under the canopy and complained to Black Braised Egg and Liv: “Hey, why are you here?Are you here to investigate a case or to take a vacation? ”

Liv poured Locke a cup of coffee and teased, “We are still betting on when you will wake up? Uh, thank you for the coffee!”

“Thank you, you should have woken me up…”

It’s a bit embarrassing and shameful to mention this Locke!

But in his heart, he was relieved. He is now a young American with a bright future. There is no need to live in fear and be cautious.

Detective Hunter took a bite of beef and nodded, “Rich people really know how to enjoy it. Grade A grass-fed beef tastes different! ”

He stared at Locke with scrutiny, “You look like what you should be like at your age. You were so evil before. I was going to investigate you again…”

Locke’s heart tightened. He didn’t expect that sleeping in would have a positive effect and eased Black Egg’s suspicion of him.

He curled his lips and said, “It’s as if you haven’t investigated me…”

Locke took a sip of coffee, looked down at the tablet on the table, which showed the information of the three dead, and asked, “Did the guy without a brother go to the hospital?”

Liv saw Hunter enjoying breakfast, so she replied, “He went. The hospital called the police immediately, and an agent has gone to record his statement…”

She asked curiously, “Locke, only one of these four people has a criminal record. Aren’t you afraid of killing the wrong person? ”

Locke shrugged and said indifferently: “Whether they committed a crime or not, they attacked me with weapons last night, according to the law of not retreating…”

Inspector Hunter stuffed the last piece of the head into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and waved his arms, as if reenacting Locke’s shooting posture last night, “You were sitting here last night, four shots, three shots to the head, uh, four shots to the head, your shooting skills are really amazing! It is difficult for the sharpshooters in the FBI to be as calm as you…”

Locke looked calm, “Since the first time I killed someone, my shooting talent has awakened. You should know that my grandfather Jester Locke is a sharpshooter…”

“How enviable! Talented! ”

Inspector Hunter nodded, and his eyes looked at Locke more and more hot, but the words stuck in his throat and finally didn’t come out.

The FBI also has to save face, it has been three times.

Liv said: “Locke, we need you to hand over the gun for ballistic registration…”

Locke took out the Glock G19 from the car and handed it to Liv without hesitation. This is a normal investigation procedure.

Anyway, there are guns in the storage space, he is not at all weak.

And he doesn’t plan to continue using the G19 as a backup gun. This gun is too small for him. There was no space before, and the backup gun had to be kept on his body, the smaller the better.

Now there is space, and the backup gun does not need to be kept on his body. He plans to use the Beretta 92F as a backup gun.

Liv put Locke’s gun into the evidence bag and said: “It should be returned to you in about a week…”

At this time, Inspector Hunter’s cell phone rang, After listening for a few minutes, he hung up the phone, “The suspect without a little brother has confessed everything. There is another victim alive, who was imprisoned in a cabin in the woods. The other victims were sunk into the lake next to the cabin…” He took out an ID from his pocket and threw it to Locke, “Advisor Li, are you interested in going with me to another crime scene…”