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

This is a small villa, not luxurious, hidden in the woods on the coast on the side of the highway facing the sea. The woods isolate the sound of the waves and are very quiet.

At this moment, the villa is lit. Locke uses his stealth tracking skills to the extreme, hiding in the shadows, and carefully approaches the villa.

After approaching, he heard a song coming from the villa. Locke listened and found that it was Pavarotti’s “No One Sleeps Tonight”.

He stood in the shadow next to the villa and listened to the song for five minutes. He found that this villa had no courtyard wall, no camera, and no security system.

In other words, the only obstacle for this villa for him was the door.

This made Locke a little surprised and doubtful. This is the “doctor”!

But in a flash, he thought that the “doctor” was confident enough in his disguise and believed that no one could find him.

So in the real world, he is just an “ordinary person”.

Locke walked out of the shadows and walked straight to the door. When he got to the door, the unlocking tool appeared in his hand. As soon as he inserted it, he found that the door was not locked…

He turned the door and walked in, then closed it with his backhand. The singing in the room had turned into “Return to Sorrento”. A strong and loud male voice was singing along with the phonograph.

“The Doctor” is an elegant person!

Locke stood in the entrance hall and looked into the room. The decoration of the room was full of literary and artistic atmosphere. There were bookshelves on two walls and artworks everywhere.

The living room was very spacious, like a stage. At this moment, the “Doctor” was standing in the middle, wearing a very formal dress and singing loudly with the phonograph.

Locke stared at the familiar back, and the person in front of him overlapped with the dot on the tracking card map.

The first two times were sitting, this time he was standing. It was estimated that the “Doctor” should be about 1.86!

“Pa…” Locke walked out of the entrance with a smile on his face, clapping his hands. He was looking forward to seeing the shocked expression of the “doctor”. He had already thought of the lines. He would say hello to the “doctor” and then end his life. He had no interest in the “doctor’s” secrets and the organization behind him, and he didn’t want to cause trouble. His main purpose this time was to eliminate the hidden danger of the “doctor”. The “doctor” turned around immediately after hearing the applause. This was a very plastic face with a gentle temperament and an artistic aura. He saw Locke, without a trace of surprise, but smiled, and then gracefully made a gentleman’s salute and bowed his hands. “Good evening, Doctor!” “…” Locke paused, staring at the “doctor” who was bowing his head in front of him in horror. The smile on his mouth froze instantly, and the biting cold spread throughout his body, and he was terrified. The person in front of him was not the “doctor”. Locke quickly calmed down, his expression was stern, he continued to walk towards the “fake doctor”, and asked casually: “I heard that there was a little accident today?”

The “fake doctor” stood up and replied: “It was a false alarm. Two detectives from the police department happened to go to the Whale Restaurant for dinner. They were going to track down Sanjis Camilo. Sanjis Camilo’s body appeared in the canal in the afternoon. The case has been taken over by the FBI. There must be someone behind the scenes…”

“No, you are not…”

“Uh, you are to me…”

Locke flicked his finger, and a flying needle as thin as a hair shot into the neck of the “fake doctor”, and then a waterproof pad appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he shook the waterproof pad skillfully.

The waterproof pad was just laid, and the “fake doctor” fell on it.

Another truth serum appeared in Locke’s hand, and he inserted the needle into the neck of the “fake doctor” like flowing water. He had guessed from the “fake doctor’s” behavior just now that this guy was waiting for the “doctor”, so the door was not locked.

So he had to race against time, because the “doctor” could appear at any time.

Soon the “fake doctor” began to lose consciousness, and Locke asked: “What’s your name?”

“Torres Mario…”

“What’s your profession?”

“Drama actor…”

“What’s the name of the ‘doctor’?”

“I don’t know…”

“Are you waiting for the ‘doctor’?”

“Yes…”

“…”

Forty-five minutes later, Locke disguised himself as a fake doctor, standing in the middle of the living room, singing Pavarotti’s songs with his head shaking in tune with the song on the phonograph. He had been singing for 30 minutes, but the “doctor” had not appeared.

He naturally couldn’t sing Pavarotti’s songs, even if he had rap skills, he couldn’t sing such high notes.

He was now playing Torres Mario’s recordings. Singing Pavarotti’s songs was one of Torres Mario’s interests, and he sang very well.

So singing Pavarotti’s songs became Torres Mario’s first contact with the “doctor”.The signal from the head, the “doctor” will come in only when he hears his singing.

Under the dual effects of the truth serum and the spiritual mentor, Torres Mario completely opened his heart to Locke, telling him everything he knew, saving a lot of time.

Torres Mario is a senior supporting actor in the Los Angeles Repertory Theatre, and has served the “doctor” for three years. He was disguised into different images to meet clients for the doctor.

The “doctor” would prepare the script for him in advance, and because of his superb acting skills, he has always completed his tasks very well.

He is not simply playing the “doctor”. As the “doctor’s” clone, he can also mobilize some power to convey and issue the “doctor’s” instructions.

In the past three years, he has only seen the “doctor” five times, and most of the time, they were just phone calls. The “doctor” he met was different every time, so he didn’t know the “doctor’s” true face.

However, he is a senior drama actor, so judging from his height, figure, and voice, the “doctor” is the same person, but he is disguised every time he sees him.

After each meeting with a client, he needs to sing and wait for the “doctor” to visit, but the “doctor” does not come every time. If the doctor does not come after 11 o’clock, he can sleep and rest.

This afternoon, Torres Mario met a military client, a colonel from the Pentagon’s Defense Logistics Agency, Red Glass.

The “doctor” agreed to give him a facelift, but the condition was that he needed to provide information about the military participants in the Floyd Ross Manor tragedy.

Locke had previously guessed that the organization to which the “doctor” belonged should be under the orders of the Democratic Party. Now that the “doctor” is investigating the Floyd Ross Manor tragedy and is very clear about Sanjis Camilo, it is basically a hammer.

It’s already 10:45, but the “doctor” has not appeared yet.

Locke felt mixed emotions in his heart. He underestimated the “doctor’s” caution and cunning.

From Torres Mario’s previous words, the “doctor’s” men did pay attention to him and Tony Gerard this afternoon, and also checked their resumes clearly.

It can be predicted that if Torres Mario disappears tonight, then he will definitely become one of the suspects of the “doctor” after he checked into the Venice Sucasa Beach Hotel tonight and disappeared for a while.

He has messed up things, and he has been a little bit arrogant recently!

Suddenly, Locke heard the sound of the door opening, his heart tightened instantly, his hand pressed on the recorder on his chest, and his body was intoxicated.

“Pa…”

Applause suddenly sounded from behind, the singing stopped abruptly, and the recorder was put into space.

Locke turned around, with a sincere smile on his lips, and gracefully made a gentleman’s salute, shaking his hands and bowing, like an actor taking a curtain call.

“Good evening, Doctor!”