Chapter 2 Strange Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

It is said that Los Angeles Chinatown is the second largest Chinese gathering area in the United States after San Francisco Chinatown, where a large number of Chinese gathered, and you can hear the Fuzhouzhou dialect anytime and anywhere.

Standing on the street on the weekend, he saw a full of Chinese billboards, what Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, beauty salon and nail art, travel agencies that arrange passport extensions, 100% access to guò asylum law firms, a piece of "Chinese on top and English on the bottom" signboards shocked him homesickness, even the exaggerated Cheng dù on the advertising slogan is exactly the same as the cure on the domestic street poles.

Hiss.

Standing on the edge of the Chinatown block on the weekend and taking a deep breath, he now finally knew where to eat a bite of boiled fish, but there was one less black around him who couldn't talk without swearing.

Work.

After coming out of his rented bachelor apartment, he finally got his first day of police routine in Los Angeles on the weekend, but he should be able to imagine what his routine would be like.

"OK, a lot of residents have been complaining lately that homeless people keep banging on the floodgates of businesses when they get drunk at night, so you must warn those homeless people that this situation must not happen again!"

"Also, go to Lawrence's house to sue that fat woman, if she is not satisfied with the noise of the neighbor's decoration, let her sue, what our police can do is to persuade, not to mention that the decoration is not after 11 o'clock at night to disturb the people, is it necessary to call the police six times in a row during the day?"

In the public office area of the Western Branch, Sergeant Preston stood at the door of his office and ordered the key points of today's patrol, and when this qiē was arranged, all the officers in black police uniforms left the office area one after another, and at that moment, Preston glanced at the weekend again.

"Zhou, you can go to the training ground."

After saying this, Sergeant Preston suddenly remembered something: "Oh, don't forget to do an investigation with a sociologist tomorrow, remember, not in civilian clothes." ”

Of course, not in civilian clothes, why should sociologists apply to the police for protection if they are willing to pay to hire a bodyguard in civilian clothes?

HE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT OVER THE WEEKEND, BUT HE WORE A NEW BLACK POLICE UNIFORM AND SAID, "YES-SIR." ”

Before leaving the police station, I suddenly found that Preston didn't seem to be telling the truth, and in addition to the civilian staff on duty and the internal staff on today's duty schedule, there was also a police officer who didn't care much about work hours at all, and was late in indifference. It's not that ...... Is the Western Branch fully staffed? Why doesn't this guy have a partner to greet him?

“SIR。”

When Preston was about to enter the office, the indifferent guy walked over without any disrespect, and said casually, "Do you have my deal today?" ”

Preston glanced back at him without any reprimand: "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the people from the homicide department will come to you." ”

"What about me?" He tentatively studied.

"Except for my district, any bar in Los Angeles that you are not allowed to set foot in, the rest, you can do whatever you want."

What is this called?

Weekends sound fresh, and a sheriff actually gave the police officer a direct holiday during working hours, and explicitly forbade him not to enter the precinct.

"I seem to have heard you arrange for someone to go to the training base just now?" He asked again.

Preston repeated the reminder: "You, whatever, whatever." ”

"Zhou, when you go to the training ground, pick him up."

I can't understand it even more on the weekend, the reason why I was asked to retrain is that my marksmanship is too bad, why does this grandson have to go to the training ground with such a big score?

"Hey, newcomer, wait for me." After the 40-year-old policeman said this, he walked towards his desk.

The man walked to the neatest desk in the entire public office area, there was not a single pen on the desk, all the folders were arranged in alphabetical order in the basket, even the computer keyboard was placed in the most moderate position under the screen without a trace of dust, and the chair was inserted between the gaps under the desk.

Weekend turned his head to look at other people's desks, none of the desks here were compared to his desks, and even when he entered the sheriff's office yesterday, even the sheriff's desk would be ashamed in front of him......

He went to his desk and grabbed a file and a ballpoint pen the same color as the folder, walked over to the weekend and said, "Let's go." ”

At that time, a very strange phenomenon happened in the police station, almost every police officer who had not left the second floor looked back at the weekend, very strange.

Watching the man walk down the stairs with his own eyes, Weekend found that all the police officers on the stairs were giving way to him, and when Weekend walked over, the road that had been given way instantly reverted to its original state, and he could only wait for the person in front of him to go down the stairs and walk.

No one told Sù who the man was, and no one said anything to the stranger who had just arrived, and when Weekend walked to the parking lot, he found Adam waiting in the passenger seat of his car.

Tick, tick.

After Weekend took out his car keys and unlocked the car, the man got inside, and when Weekend got inside and started the car, he spoke.

"My name is Adam, and trust me, you don't want to know anything about me, let alone know me, so it's good for us to just go to the training ground in such a quiet place, maybe we can put on some music."

This routine weekend understands, when a person says to you in front of you, 'Please don't imagine an elephant', you will definitely appear in your mind like an elephant, when he was still a police officer in China, he played the 'reverse guided interrogation' very slippery, to put it mildly, it was all leftovers, but I didn't expect that one day after coming to the United States, people would use these things on themselves.

"Don't think too much about it, what I just said is literal, in fact I shouldn't be talking anymore." Adam said this as if he had seen something.

When the car drove out of the parking lot of the substation, the man looked even stranger in the quiet environment, and there were a few CDs thrown randomly between the driver's seat and the co-pilot in the car on the weekend, which were not him, to be precise, those CDs had been placed there since he came to this country, and he had never heard of them. However, the CDs were almost stared at by the man, and a few times over the weekend it was already clear that he was going to reach out to them......

Obsessive-compulsive disorder.

This man suffers from a strong obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he can't see anything that is unreasonable as far as his eyes can see.

"I ......"

Weekend felt the man's embarrassment, and at the same time felt that Adam was using his willpower to control himself: "You do whatever. He said the same thing as Preston, and the next second, Adam went crazy.

Adam reached out and picked up the CD and quickly sorted it out in alphabetical order according to the CD name, and when he put the CD back, he found a tissue hidden under the CD, and at that second, he reached out and wiped all the dust on the spot where his eyes could see, making the weekend so that he had to hold the steering wheel with one hand in order to cooperate, and when he carried out these acts, he did not even let go of the blinds from the air conditioner.

"I'm sorry." Adam apologized, but his eyes were on the weekend side of the door, where a few business cards were tossed in the recess of the door's armrest.

"You must be a good detective."

This was the first reaction of the weekend, because Adam has the innate advantage of being a detective, which is his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and anything that is not reasonable can be a clue in his eyes.

"The police who only investigate cases in Los Angeles will end up with no cases to investigate...... Where exactly are you going to the training ground? Adam sighed and immediately questioned the weekend's driving directions.

"Today is my second day in Los Angeles."

As soon as he said this sentence on the weekend, Adam quickly set the course on the car navigation, and then leaned on the backrest of the passenger seat without saying a word, and resolutely closed his eyes.