Rick was driving, Bill was sitting in the car smoking, he was almost quitting, but he was so busy lately, especially when the prisoner ran away, although he would not be held accountable for what he submitted, but he couldn't get past himself.

There is no police officer who does not want to solve every case and arrest all the criminals and bring them to justice, but that is the ideal situation is not the reality.

A lot of times you can only do your best, like this time, if it wasn't for the fact that a mysterious person sent such a document at the end and helped the Republican Party, the case would not be so easy to end.

Even so, he is busy with the finishing touches now, he knows that his partner Rick has been sent out on another mission this time, as for the specific task Rick didn't say that Bill is not easy to ask, but Bill can guess a rough idea, it is nothing more than to spy on Ratrizi, in case the other party jumps off the wall and flips the table, Ratrizi can't be withdrawn if he is not sent to prison for a day.

Fortunately, there are only a few days left, and Bradford's stakeholders do not allow any changes, and a quick solution is the best solution.

Looking out at the street through the window, Bill found that this was no longer his own precinct and no way home, but he was familiar with it, and he had come here some time ago to solve the case, but he didn't understand why Rick brought him here instead of the bar he used to go to.

Rick was paying attention to Bill's mood when he was driving, and when he saw his puzzled look, he explained, "I'll take you to a new bar today." ”

Bill sensed that Rick's tone was not quite right, and frowned, "A new bar?" If it's that kind of mess, I won't go, and I advise you not to go, I don't want to help you persuade your wife one day. ”

Rick's face darkened, though he couldn't tell, "What are you thinking?" I have a good relationship with Laura, so I don't need you to worry about it. ”

Bill said that, and Rick didn't take it seriously, and the two were just friends.

After teasing, Bill also became a little curious about the bar that Rick was going to take him to: "What is special about this bar you are talking about?"

Rick seemed to think of something funny, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face: "If you want me to say that you are a good match for that bar, they both like western cowboy style, but that is not a cowboy bar but a demon hunting bar, oh God, there are still people who believe in this kind of thing." ”

Bill glanced at his partner, who was smiling toothless: "Concentrate on driving, I don't want to appear on the headlines tomorrow when a police officer has been in a car accident." ”

Rick was choked all of a sudden, snorted, and didn't laugh and concentrated on driving, his life is his own, there is only one, you can't wave it, you can't wave it!

Bill was actually quite old-fashioned, his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather...... He was one of the first immigrants in the Los Angeles area, and his grandfather's ...... began at that time It was the deputy sheriff here who kept all the residents safe, and he was also the first deputy sheriff to die for Los Angeles.

Don't look at everyone has a car now, Bill's favorite is the title of mounted policeman, he also has a horse, if it weren't for his strength, he could really ride a horse to patrol the city to enforce the law.

Nowadays people are not friendly to them old-fashioned people, everyone wants to make more money, it's not that there are no cowboy bars, but there are too few, and most of them are in the countryside, especially where there are farms and ranches.

It's good that the bars in the city can honestly sell alcohol, but they are often accompanied by all kinds of hi food, and Bill can't appreciate that place, on the contrary, he often knows that one has to be knocked out.

In short, he was still interested in a new cowboy bar, and as for what Rick was talking about, he just regarded it as a gimmick to attract young people by the owner of the bar.

Just like many jewelry stores will sell Dracula dolls and even Dracula X furniture, it is to attract more customers by using the wind of movies and TV series.

However, Bill thinks that the bar owner may have miscalculated, although he is not fun-loving, he also knows that young people nowadays seem to prefer plumbers, firefighters and even police, in short, uniforms.

But this is good news for Bill, the old cowboy likes beer barbecue and guns, guns can't be played casually but darts, and there are leashes and horseback riding, isn't it time to go hunting in the country......

Bill thought about it, and his mind drifted away.

"Here we are."

Rick parked his car in the parking space and shouted when he saw Bill in a daze.

"How is it here?"

Bill sobered up from the association, knew the place and pushed the door to get out of the car, opened the door and looked at the surrounding buildings and found that it was very familiar, and then looked at the fluorescent sign in front of him "DevilHuntingBar", the demon hunting bar, easy to understand, the true meaning of the name.

"Wasn't this the Tinaya Club, Moxie's territory, oh now it's the territory of that Chinese boy named Liszt, who opened this bar?"

"yes, I just see that you seem to be interested in this kid, so I recommend you come here."

"I'm quite interested in him, I even went to call the San Francisco Police Department, do you remember Harry, Liszt was with him when he was in San Francisco, and Harry didn't think very badly of him."

"But you didn't agree to his offer." Rick is a little puzzled by this, although Liszt has not been trained in the police academy but his resume is not bad, and he can get started quickly when he recruits someone to bring him, and there is a lot of room for maneuvering on the program.

Liszt has killed people or experienced veteran killers, this alone is that many veteran detectives can't compare, really join the LAPD, once you adapt to the LAPD law enforcement rules, you will soon be a cadre, I really don't understand why Bill refused.

"What's on it?"

Bill didn't answer, his gaze moved up, there was a sign on the second floor of the sign of the Demon Hunting Bar, but he didn't recognize the words written on it, but he still knew that these words were Chinese characters when he grew up in Los Angeles, but he didn't know what they meant.

Rick also looked up: "I don't know what it means, but I know that Liszt kid also opened a detective agency above the bar, and there are exactly three words on it, it should be a detective agency, right?"

Bill's face turned black in an instant, there is a saying, peers are enemies, private detectives can't be on the table in the eyes of Bill, an old police detective, but often many parties in cases would rather spend money to hire private detectives than believe in the police, which causes great resistance to the police handling the case, but as long as the procedure is okay, there is no way to take these "detectives" no matter how much you don't like the police.

"What's the matter, upset? This kid likes to be a policeman, if you don't give him a chance, you won't allow people to find a related industry to do it, so don't keep a straight face, I brought you here to drink, not to find trouble. ”

"I didn't want to find trouble, I just wanted to go in and see if anyone was selling contraband in this new bar, to see if there were any minors drinking, and the owner of this bar didn't seem to be old enough to drink, and I had to be held accountable if I was a police officer."

Looking at the "righteous and awe-inspiring" Bill, Rick was speechless, and said that he didn't come to find fault, do you believe this?

"Don't make a fuss, we're not in charge of this."

Bill: ()〈)) = convex