As he walked out of the door of the F.B.I. headquarters, the weekend caught the last rays of the day, and he saw the sunset hanging at the lowest point in the skyline, slanting a gentle orange and red across the sky.

Tired.

I was too tired today on the weekend, and I waited for the murderer for two days and two nights, and then suddenly there was a fight, and then I entered the FBI to do an investigation called questioning and interrogation, and then I carried out DNA samples and gunpowder tests, and I almost thought that the FBI had solved the case during that period of time.

Thankfully, after all this was over, he was finally released.

He should take a break and go back to his bed in the kennel in Chinatown...... But there is always a question in my mind involuntarily - is there still a loophole in this bureau?

Yes, no...... Right?

What else can the FBI do?

Polygraph?

Quinn can ask the FBI to take a polygraph at most, so when the FBI comes to him for a polygraph, he must not refuse.

Standing on the side of the road at the FBI headquarters building on the weekend, ready to take a taxi to the Cecil Hotel to pick up a taxi, this should be a normal person's thing to do, and he can't let his behavior appear suspicious......

"Country Cowboy!"

There was a sudden shout from the side of the road, the sound was familiar, and when he turned to look at it on the weekend, he found a police car just pulled up on the side of the road, and Wood was watching him from the window.

"Why are you here?"

After he finished asking, he saw that the rear car door was opened, and Vic and Miguel actually came!

When all three of them got out of the car, Wood smiled and said, "That's not good, Zhou, you seem to have forgotten which camp you belong to." ”

Miguel responded, "That's right, get in the car, you have a lot of stuff to do." ”

"Busy with what?"

"Are you an idiot? Do you think you're the murderer who ran away after shooting and killing? You've got to write a report, and if there's anything suspicious about it, there's going to be a problem with your file......"

Wood continued: "It's not just a matter of not being promoted in this life, it's possible that you'll lose your job or go to jail because of this report, and believe me, it's not alarmist." ”

Miguel continued: "Next you will face Preston's questioning, which is easier to deal with, but you can't relax, after all, this time you didn't just shoot, you killed someone, as long as you show the slightest fear of shooting in front of Preston, the next step must be psychological counseling, or psychological counseling after suspension." Zhou, you don't want to waste your paid vacation time on counseling, do you? ”

Weekend spread his hands and said, "So what? ”

"So?"

"Hey, guys, do you hear me, after staying with Los Angeles No. 1 for so long, Zhou can already see the essence of the matter."

"So you need the help of us guys, we'll help you check the report, teach you how to deal with Preston, and finally, how to deal with the counselor's stockings and professional attire once you're going to have counseling," Wood said shyly. ”

"Shit, Wood, you never told us your counselor was a hot girl with long legs in stockings and professional attire, why is it a fat, fat black pussy doing all this for me?"

Hahahaha......

Miguel's complaint caused a burst of laughter at the door of the FBI, and Wood laughed after being denied, "The most important thing is ......"

Wood put his hands on the weekend's upper arm: "Zhou, you need to relax, let's go, we'll take you to all the favorite bars in the wandering area, the first round, I'll please." ”

Miguel shrugged and said, "The second round is mine." ”

Vic pouted reluctantly: "Who made you one of our members, even if I don't have any money, you won't have to spend a penny in the third round." ”

"Let's go, I'm still stunned!"

The three men stood in the door of the FBI and said these words, and there was a very warm feeling that surrounded the thoughts of trying to cover themselves in the dark, maybe the police in Los Angeles were not as wild as Montek, but when they got serious, they brought out a lovely care.

What else could he say on the weekend, he was almost forcibly pushed into the police car by these three guys in this warm current, and even said in a hurry: "I have to go to the door of the Cecil Hotel to get the car." "It's all overlooked in the gags.

The police car passed through the streets and alleys in the setting sun and returned to the wandering area, and when it was dark, the police car happened to stop in front of a bar in the wandering area, and the three of them pushed it in before they even had time to see the name of the bar on the weekend.

The moment the door opened, a loud noise erupted from the bar, 'Wow!! He saw at least a dozen police officers in police uniforms occupying the small bar raising their glasses at the door.

Every face here feels familiar and strange on the weekend, familiar is that he can see it every time he clocks in at work, and strangely, he rarely talks to these people, and he has never understood these people.

At this moment, someone walked up with a wine glass, and when the policeman shoved the beer full of beer into his hand, without compliments or worthless like 'you're a hero,' he touched the beer glass in his hand with his own glass.

I saw it over the weekend, and that person was Preston, and he didn't expect this guy to be there.

"Everyone." Preston spoke, "Remember the rules of our bureau?" Everybody can our country cowboys hard today......" Preston put his arm around the weekend's shoulder: "You can ask him how he was when he first had something with a girl; You can rip off his pants and push him out of the bar in a fool's errand......" Preston looked at Weekend and said sincerely, "But no one is allowed to ask what happened during the day, and I don't care how curious you are about it, I'm sure Weekend will not want to think about it." Not today, not tomorrow, not in the future, just tell me on the weekend that someone asked, sorry, you will be the enemy of our wandering district police department, I will send you to the training base to return to the furnace. ”

"Now, I order all the police officers in the Wandering District Police Station to fill me with this country cowboy here!"

"Woohoo!"

There were all sorts of strange screams coming from the bar, and the cries came and went.

On the weekend, I just want to say 'thank you'.

Preston walked into the bar with his arms around Weekend's shoulders and whispered in his ear, "You need to take a few days off, and then give me a report on this matter, and I will decide whether you need counseling or not based on that report." ”

The screams weren't over yet, the TV hanging out of the roof of the bar made everyone in the bar lower the volume, in the TV, an escaped vehicle was chased by a police car on the highway, in the dark night, the air helicopter with a searchlight would not let the car hide, this car had just rushed to the intersection at the end of a block, the intersection that had been blocked by the police car appeared in front of him. The car was forced to stop, and the policemen who had been waiting there rushed to it, and the guy in the picture was almost savagely dragged out of the window, and his criminal career was over.

Preston said with a smile: "This story tells us that you must not drive a car to commit a crime in Los Angeles, and road surveillance, helicopters, and police intercepts will instantly become your mortal enemy." ”

Weekend shook his head and said, "You city cops are really good at playing." ”

Wood came over and stood beside him and said, "Hey, you're a goddamn cop too. ”

Preston smiled: "That's right, tomorrow you go to my office to get the counseling materials, I can't transfer you from Texas, but you can reapply for the police here, and then, I'll go and bring you over, but don't expect me to waive your six-month training time." Bastard, you only went once when I told you to go to the training base, don't expect me to forgive you if you don't drink all the beer in your glass. ”

Weekend looked around in surprise, he didn't expect to hear Preston swearing......

I think I've already integrated into the collective, right?

It seems that they have been deceived by Wood, and Preston is not as scary as they say...... But does it all matter?

The City of Angels finally has a place of its own.