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

An hour later, Locke stood beside the patrol car, fully armed, holding HK416 and wearing a tactical vest.

He wore sunglasses and stood straight, looking mighty and handsome, totally cool and domineering.

Next to him, David, Superintendent Mona, and Nathan stood.

The three of them were dressed similarly to him, wearing sunglasses and bulletproof vests, but only Mona was equipped with an automatic rifle like Locke, while David and Nathan were not qualified to use rifles.

Mona’s rifle was an AR15, unlike Locke’s.

Even in the United States, HK416 is really a rich man’s gun.

Their team was assigned the task of guarding this outer intersection to prevent terrorists from escaping from here. The entire area has been blocked, and the Wilshire Police Department is responsible for the outer area.

Listening to the crackling sound not far away gradually quiet down, Locke couldn’t help asking, “Is it over?”

David, with his big belly, put his hand on the holster and curled his lips, “The FBI requested to dispatch SWAT. No matter how powerful the terrorists are, there is no hope. There are no terrorists in the United States…”

Locke was a little speechless. He thought that the newly bought equipment could be used today, but he didn’t want to be arranged to play soy sauce.

He realized more and more that ordinary LAPD was too boring. It seemed that he had to apply for the detective exam as soon as possible.

Superintendent Mona kept contacting the police officers at other intersections with the walkie-talkie to get real-time information so as to make corresponding adjustments.

After receiving a new instruction, she said loudly to Locke and the others, “It’s over. The main criminal Harry Bellein has been shot dead on the spot. Set up roadblocks. We need to search all the vehicles coming out to prevent any fish from slipping through the net…”

Soon Randy and Elsa, as well as Teddy and instructor Mark, also came over. The intersection they had guarded before was directly blocked.

Because David told Superintendent Mona that Locke was a good shooter, Locke was not assigned to the job of interrogation. He only needed to be on guard.

The job of interrogation was done by Randy, Nathan, Elsa and Teddy, three rookies.

As the inspection began, the road soon became congested, but Locke’s work was not affected and continued to proceed step by step.

It was just because of the congestion that some drivers in line began to honk their horns impatiently, but when Mark walked over with an automatic rifle and took a circle, they immediately quieted down.

Locke gave Mark a thumbs up. Because of David’s reminder, he didn’t have much contact with Mark, but he felt that this guy’s work ability was not bad.

The inspection lasted for more than ten minutes, and it was smooth all the time, and no abnormalities were found.

Locke’s eyes kept patrolling the car that was about to come, and suddenly, his eyes condensed.

In a Mercedes-Benz car 10 meters away from the inspection point, he found that the driver was actually one of Harry Belle’s two bodyguards. This discovery instantly lifted Locke’s heart.

Harry Beilein was shot dead, how did his bodyguard escape?

Locke immediately approached Superintendent Mona and whispered to her about his discovery.

The FBI had already distributed the portraits of Harry Beilein and his two bodyguards to all LAPDs before the operation, but no one except the top leaders of the Wilshire Police Department knew that these portraits were drawn by Locke.

Mona was promoted to a first-class superintendent at such a young age, and her professionalism was not in vain. While listening to Locke’s report, she did not look at the Mercedes-Benz car, but just reported the situation to the intercom calmly.

After the report, she whispered, “How many people are there in the car?”

Locke did not look at the Mercedes-Benz car again, thought for a while, and replied, “I can only see the bodyguard in the driver’s seat, and I can’t see if there are people hiding in the back seat…”

Mona nodded and said, “OK, watch my gesture later!”

Soon it was the turn of the Mercedes-Benz car. Locke moved his fingers slightly and opened the insurance. His eyes looked at the driver openly, and he was sure that it was one of the two bodyguards he saw in the seafood restaurant last time.

He looked at the back seat again, but didn’t see anyone.

Because it had been hinted, the inspection of this car was not for Nathan and the other three rookies, but for Randy to perform the inspection task.

Superintendent Mona stood on the other side of the car, followed closely by David, Locke followed closely behind Randy, and Mark stood on the left side of the front of the car staring at the bodyguard.

Randy knocked on the car window, signaling the bodyguard to lower the window. He said according to the inspection procedure: “Sir, show your ID, open the rear window, open the trunk…”

The bodyguard was very calm. He immediately pressed the rear window and opened the trunk at the same time, and then reached into the glove box to find his ID.

As soon as he leaned over, Locke instantly saw the gun on his waist from the gap in his clothes, pulled Randy to the back, and pushed the HK416 directly into the car.

“He has a gun…”

“Don’t movee… ”

“Hands up…”

“He has a gun…”

“Don’t move…”

“Hands up…”

The bodyguard was startled by Locke’s sudden action and looked at him in disbelief. He subconsciously wanted to react, but he was pointed at by an automatic rifle and felt the murderous intent on Locke’s body, so his body froze.

Superintendent Mona also reacted quickly and tried to open the car door, but the door was locked, so she shouted: “Open the door…”

Locke suppressed the urge to shoot and shouted again: “Step out of the car (Get out of the car)! ”

The bodyguard slowly moved his hands and opened the car door. On the other side, Superintendent Mona and David pointed their guns at him.

When the bodyguard got out of the car, he was told to raise his hands and lie on the ground. Then David and Mark handcuffed his hands behind his back.

Superintendent Mona then approached and pulled the gun from his waist. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Superintendent Mona put the gun into the evidence bag and praised Locke: “Well done, Locke…”

Just as they caught the man, the FBI support came, led by the black bald Hunter and Liv. As soon as they came, they took over the bodyguard.

Hunter directly dragged the bodyguard into the patrol car next to him for interrogation, and asked other FBI to guard outside the car door. After a while, the patrol car shook irregularly.

Locke and the others looked at each other in surprise. Isn’t the FBI too fierce?

After Liv and Superintendent Mona learned about the arrest just now, they went straight to Locke and asked: “Did you find the bodyguard of the “doctor”? ”

Locke was confused and asked, “Who is the ‘doctor’?”

Liv was stunned for a moment and then immediately realized that Locke was just a low-level LAPD and had limited information. After hesitating for a while, he explained, “The ‘doctor’ is the one wearing a flowered shirt when you found Harry Beilein on Santa Monica Beach last time. The two bodyguards are not Harry Beilein’s, but the ‘doctor”s…”

She paused and continued, “The ‘doctor’ is the most famous plastic surgeon in the North American underground world and one of the most dangerous criminals. He has been wanted by the FBI. We don’t know what he looks like or what his name is.”

“He was the one who did Harry Beilein’s face. If it weren’t for you this time, we really wouldn’t be able to lock on Harry Beilein. Although we found some video footage of the Doctor on Santa Monica Beach, it is not very useful. Given his style, he must have disguised himself. His face, body shape and walking habits have all changed…”

“The reason why we didn’t arrest Harry Bellein immediately was that we wanted to take the opportunity to catch the Doctor. This time, we had already locked him down, but he still escaped…”

Locke was stunned. He didn’t expect that the man in the flowered shirt whose face he had never seen was the boss behind the scenes!

He could only recall half of the shoulder of the flowered shirt now. This man was too cowardly, even more cowardly than him.

Liv said to Locke solemnly: “I suggest you reconsider the invitation from Detective Hunter last time. With your talent, it’s a bit of a waste to stay in the LAPD…”

Locke suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he told him so much. He treated him as his own.

He turned his head to look at the patrol car that had stopped shaking, and said in a deep voice: “So this bodyguard is actually a bait. Maybe the Doctor has already slipped away? ”

Liv’s appreciation grew stronger, and she nodded, “But if we catch his bodyguard, we should be able to…”

Before she finished her words, the bald Hunter walked out of the car with a gloomy face, angrily cursing, “Fuck, these lunatics…”