In the early morning, the sun was shining, and when he drove to the Western Branch on the weekend, the Miami-style beachwear on his body had already turned into a police uniform, and there was no sleepless anxiety on his face, and he looked very relaxed.

"Hey, Miguel, here for the hot dog again, be careful of being fat."

Weekend stood in front of the police station grinning and joking with the little gang around Wood, everything seemed normal until ......

"Week."

Preston stepped out of the parking lot, stopped in front of a hot dog cart that had never stopped, looked at Weekend with a suspicious look and said, "Where's your gun!" ”

"Didn't you say you took the gun away last night and wiped it clean?"

Preston may not care about anything else, but if a police officer doesn't have a police gun in his holster, then he can't care about it or not.

Vic glanced at Weekend when he heard this, and also asked, "Zhou, did you forget your gun in the car?" I sometimes feel uncomfortable when driving with a gun stuck in my waist......"

“NO。” After calmly dismissing them on the weekend, he took Preston by the arm and walked to the other side: "SIR, I came to get the gun yesterday, but I can't use this gun, I can't touch it." If you can, I would also like you to inform the Assurance Section and the Ministry of the Interior now, it's important to do that......"

Wood's little gang watched Weekend muttering to Preston for almost fifteen minutes, and the expressions on their faces were so serious, as if there had been another shooting in the wandering area.

"Wood, what are you talking to Preston there over the weekend?" Miguel couldn't suppress his growing curiosity.

"Do you even need to think about it? If I had to complain, who would want to be a partner with Chekov? Wood, who thought he knew a lot about the weekend, said: "If I were him, I would have already started a long vacation, and maybe after five weeks of paid vacation, Chekov would have kicked himself out of the police station in some serious way." ”

Rumble...... Rumble......

When a Ford Raptor drove into the parking lot with an arrogant roar, the small group next to the hot dog car was suppressed by this imposing sound and stopped talking, and at that moment, the blue Raptor that was obviously one size bigger than the other cars turned off, and a man walked out of the car, this man, which made the weekend of secret talks with Preston sideways.

The man looked heroic in a police uniform, and every step was magnificent, as if nothing in this world could bend his waist as hard as steel, and there could be nothing that would make his stubborn head lower.

"What-the-**......" Miguel said after seeing this scene, "when he didn't wear a police uniform before, it just made people feel stronger, and after changing into a police uniform, I--he-mom wanted to play background music for him." ”

The weekend kept his eyes on this man, and the first and only impression he left on the weekend was - hard!

The face that resembles 'Pu-Jing' is inherently tough, and the muscles that completely hold up the police uniform shirt make people suspect that even the buttons on the chest will burst with the slightest force...... His hardness, like the stone used by humans in the Stone Age, is strong and trustworthy.

Of course, this kind of person has a natural contempt for others, just as he saw 'Pu-Jing' on the news a weekend ago and never thought that this guy who reigned in the world could afford anyone, Chekov also had such a tough posture in him.

He was like that, so arrogant, he walked into the police station in disregard of everyone, only others paid attention to his back, and he never said 'HI' to anyone.

"Bastard!"

"Look at his arrogance."

"I'm six feet four inches long, and I'm not afraid of going home and hitting the air conditioner and killing ......"

Wood's small gang had completely forgotten who had been silenced by Chekov's momentum, and the moment Chekov disappeared from their sight, the open mouth began to grow sharp again.

“Guy’s！”

Preston turned around and shouted to signal that their time was up, and then walked to the police station with Weekend, pulling out the phone as if he was saying something to someone.

Then, something even more unexpected happened, Preston actually canceled this morning's morning meeting, and after saying something to the administrator of the evidence room, he took Weekend and Chekov into his room, and half an hour passed, and when Wood was still curious to know what they were talking about, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Forensic Section rushed directly into the evidence room with their papers. At that time, it was as if he was Frankenstein, squatting in the evidence room to explain in detail to the two waves of people, and finally, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

All this, Wood had been on the second floor until the end, and everyone else was blasted out by him on the grounds of attendance.

After the weekend and the people from the Forensic Section and the Ministry of Internal Affairs were finished, half of the whole morning had passed, and during this period, it was all the weekend when one person kept talking, and the people from the Forensic Section and the Ministry of Internal Affairs only occasionally interjected a few sentences while nodding their heads, and only after the weekend finished speaking, they put on rubber gloves and carried the evidence bag containing the pistol and said to the weekend: "Officer Zhou, we will do a careful inspection of this gun, and before that, you can apply for a temporary gun with your superior." ”

They're gone!

Wood looked at the weekend in disbelief, he wanted to understand what the weekend had said in countless technical terms, but those words were unfamiliar to him as if he had never heard them again.

"Week." After the departure of the Forensic Section and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Wood wanted to inquire about what was going on, but the weekend just waved at him and said, "Wood, I'm talking later, I need to apply for a temporary gun now, and then I'm going to patrol with my new partner, a little later." ”

Moments later, Preston went with the weekend to get another gun, the same Glock 22.

He could understand how curious Wood was about it when he put the gun in his holster over the weekend, but he didn't want the other person to get involved.

Leaving the police station, sitting in the police car driven by Chekov on the weekend, the Russian tough guy drove from the gate of the police station to their precinct and said to him: "Now we are partners, ha." ”

"That's right." The weekend was very friendly to answer.

"You don't seem to be like the rest of the people in the police department."

Weekend jokingly replied: "I hope you're not talking about skin." ”

"Definitely not." Chekov clearly did not have the tongue-curling voice of a generation of Russian immigrants, and he said very clearly: "I mean, everyone else seems to be hostile to me. ”

"So you drove that Raptor into the police station in a handsome way?"

"Or else? Do you bow to them? I won't. ”

Skillfully changing the topic over the weekend, he didn't want to argue with Chekov about whether Wood was hostile or Chekov was too arrogant, but said calmly: "Our jurisdiction has arrived, pull over, let's go down and take a walk, by the way, get familiar with the neighborhood, get familiar with you and me." ”

When the police car gently stopped on the side of the road, the weekend found that the Russian tough guy would not only be wild, but he could also push a little hard at the moment of hitting the brakes.

At that time, the weekend had to face the question of what to do with this partner.