As he wished to catch the robber, James's little excitement seemed to have changed slightly, looking at the owner of the Ford with his head hanging in the car, James's adrenaline was rushing, as if all his senses were sharpened, a thing that he had never felt before, like after a wild run, that feeling of almost not being able to breathe, sweat was dripping, for the first time!

Whether it was an accident or not, James chose to ignore it, he needs to calm down now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Pedestrians began to pour into the parking lot where James was, and the victim was among them, and as if he had seen some strange scene, his steps froze, and a look of disbelief was placed in front of James.

"I can't believe you really caught him?" The victim gasped and covered his face after speaking.

"He's right here, do you see enough of them?" James took the money out of the pocket of the owner of the robber's Ford, but did not hand it to the victim.

"There should be nothing wrong, can I get it back now?" The victim was cautious about asking, because he didn't know what to do, according to a robbery, 11 times out of 10 his money would not come back.

"Good! I hope you can go with me to the police station to record a statement, although your money will become evidence in court, but they will still be yours and will go back to your wallet, you see...... "James is also inexperienced, although he has studied the knowledge in the textbook, but after all, this is the actual scene, more or less different.

Theory is theory, practice is practice, there are always some jobs that need to be treated flexibly, but fortunately, the people James met were still very cooperative, so everything passed without danger.

The next morning was very quiet, and several groups of people in James's area gathered in the office to drink coffee and chat, and they were waiting for James.

And James didn't go home all night, stayed in the office until the early hours of the morning, and didn't finish the written report until the early hours of the morning.

"Good morning!"

James washed up and went back to the office from the outside, because it was work time, so unlike when he went out just now, there were more people and naturally had to say hello, whether they knew or not, it didn't matter, he was in a good mood, and everyone was happy, including nodding.

But today is indeed a little different, James has also been working for a few days, and everyone's expressions were similar before, but today is almost the same, it seems that they are all coming for him.

As soon as he walked into the office, James received a round of applause, and many people seemed to have slowly changed their opinions about him, but it was not obvious, because after the applause, they were like strangers, each carrying out their own work, talking to each other in twos and threes, except for his partner George, no one else said a word to him.

"Including me, I think you are proud of the spring breeze now, be careful and be happy and sad!" George quipped.

Although the words are not good, James knows that his partner has no other meaning, but his mouth is used to stink, probably because he is 50 years old, James criticized his partner a little in his heart.

"Of course, you can ignore us!" George continued.

James smiled, he didn't mind what George said, he felt that he didn't need to rest, he could continue to patrol the streets, maybe he could solve another case with good luck today, the effortless kind.

"Do I have a portion of the coffee?"

James came to George's desk, and George was lying down in a chair, his feet on the table, looking idle, but they didn't care, after all, his partner was ten years older than him, he was an elder, and he would be the spiritual leader for a long time.

"Yourself!" George said with a wave of his hand.

"Thanks, did you sleep well last night?"

James didn't know if George bought two coffees for each person, but subconsciously he thought it was a reward for himself, and a cup of coffee represented care for himself and friendliness.

George wrinkled his nose and said, "You're in luck." ”

"You're jealous!" James smiled and found a chair to sit down.

"You've been waiting for such an opportunity to get ahead, there's no fairness here, so you better learn to be a dog that can't bark first, and when you need it, you can not only bark loudly, but also bite it with your mouth for something!"

Maybe George was passing on his experience, or maybe he said something important to protect his partner, but James didn't pay attention to listen to it at this time, let alone take it to heart.

"Haha! And this statement. Taking a sip of coffee, James squinted his eyes and said, as if enjoying the pleasure and feeling the thrill of victory brought by caffeine.

"If you still twitter like this, I don't think our patrol mission will be easy today, maybe I won't let you go with you." George looked back lazily.

"Hey, what else are you talking about, let's go!"

……

The 690 numbered police car is on the road, and the patrol area is similar to the previous one, but it is James who is driving today, because it will be George driving until the end of work.

"You think you'll be fine with one person?" George didn't know if he meant to, or if he had something to say, so he brought up the topic again shortly after he left the bureau.

"I think it was the best step I took before I moved to headquarters." James' face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"Forget it, kid, you just wanted to be promoted, it's unrealistic, Griffin really wants to find an opportunity to transfer to headquarters." George said aimlessly.

"Griffin still wants to go to headquarters, you heard there, and that's how it went?" James said what he thought, as to whether he could be promoted and raised, he didn't know where to go when he became CEO.

"Serious driving, how can there be so much nonsense."

George abruptly interrupted the conversation, it was very uncomfortable to not go up or down, but there was no way, he didn't understand, he needed someone to tell him the details, and he also needed someone to be willing.

Fortunately, I was quickly distracted by other things, so I quickly forgot about it.

"Someone called the police at No. XXX Sunset Boulevard, it may be a homicide, please go to the nearest patrol car to support, please reply if you receive it, over!" The sound of the car radio was still listening, but the content was not pleasant.

"George and James of Patrol Car No. 690 are rushing to the scene, over!" George grabbed the radio intercom first, and then instructed James to turn around and go in the direction of the scene.

With the command of his partner and the help of the main station, he turned a few corners and went straight for a while, and came to a house that was suspected to be the location of the police.

The house is not big, not a mansion, it looks a little historical, it is lonely in the shade of the trees waiting for the baptism of the years, but this place is a single house, the nearest house is more than 100 meters away from here, I don't know what kind of person called the 911 service desk, how to know so clearly.

Get out of the car, because no other colleagues have arrived at the scene, so James and George have to investigate, if anyone is really injured, they can call for support as soon as possible and ask for an ambulance to arrive at the scene.

Knock knock!

James politely knocked on the door a few times, but after waiting for a while, no one answered, so he increased his strength and reported his identity: "LAPD, is anyone home?" ”

Still no one answered, so I had to knock on the door instead and slap it hard.

The curtain was lowered, obscuring James' vision: "LAPD, is there anyone inside?"

Syllable!

I don't know if it was too hard, but after James slapped the door panel, he found that the door bounced open a gap, as if it was not locked in the first place, or did not close.

George and James looked at each other, it was unusual.

Taking off his pistol, James gently pushed open the door with one hand and walked slowly into the house, followed by George.

"LAPD, anyone? We're in! James identified himself, kept an eye on his feet and surroundings, and if he saw something was wrong, he shot immediately or sought cover, and as for his partner, he believed that he did not need to worry.

Crossing the hall and walking forward, it was dangerous here, it was not only James's judgment, but George's thoughts, and there was no need to look at anything else, just the scattered furniture, and the broken ornaments on the ground to make this conclusion.

Creak!

"Who! Who's there! James had just walked to the kitchen door when he was surprised to find a noise coming from the living room, and asked aloud after turning the muzzle of the gun.

"Calm down, calm down, it's me, it was just a flash on the TV, it's okay!" George saw the black muzzle of the gun pointed at his position, and quickly reminded his partner that he had accidentally touched the switch just now, causing the TV switch that had been loose to touch the power supply instantly, so the screen flashed.

"Oh!" James saw that it was his partner, of course, it was impossible to shoot, fortunately, there was no impulse, if the finger trembled and the trigger was pulled, he could not tell who would be killed or injured.

Moving on, the first floor was crystal clear, and there was nothing superfluous, of course, for the original items in the room, but it was only for the time being that there was no danger.

Continue to the bedroom on the second floor.

At the door of the master bedroom, the door is hidden, and this time you don't need to knock or slap it, you can see the environment inside through the open gap.

Squeak!

Although the door was not completely closed, the view was limited, so in order to get a more complete view of the room, James gently pushed the door panel until it was fully open.

"Vomit~~" A strong vomiting consciousness hit James's brain, and also controlled his behavior.

The room is not big, the decoration is average, it can be said that it is still a little old, maybe it is the relationship between the curtains, there is no light, but after walking in, after seeing the whole picture, James couldn't help but rush out of the door.

Covered with white sheets and a white quilt, lies a middle-aged chubby white male white man, is that all? Of course not, if so, how could James have the consciousness of vomiting?

Corpse! The corpse that had been cut open at the waist, the white sheets and quilt stained red with blood, and a puddle of black stuff were also on the bed.

Naked males, shells with obvious scars, as for more details, it may be necessary for James and George to look further, but here, it should be time to continue......