Just as Jack leaned over to continue, Zoe gently pushed him away and asked suspiciously, "Are you really sure you're okay?" Today is the first time you've shot a suspect, but you're now concerned about John. ”

"My heart and deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous."

Zoe couldn't understand Chinese, so she forced her body to face numbness and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Jack sighed, propped his head up with one hand, and looked at Zoe: "Don't worry, except for the disgusting scene after the shooting, which made me very uncomfortable, I haven't wavered in the slightest belief in my police service, if the same situation happens again, I will only be more decisive when I pull the trigger." ”

"God only executed the righteous judgment with the help of my fingers, and it was the splendor named Selby who drove himself to his death."

Zoe stroked his forehead: "Don't say that when you talk to the psychiatrist about this tomorrow, I'm afraid he'll write comments in your file that he will be suspected of abusing lynching, and every year many police officers who believe in their own righteousness and act unscrupulously are fired." ”

Jack nodded, but he didn't think so, he had watched too many American dramas, and "Bloodthirsty Forensics" had a great audience, and he really wanted to go to the Miami Police Department to see if there was a forensic doctor named Dexter Morgan.

The real uneasiness in his heart was the bullet that passed him today, the moment the adrenaline exploded, he did not feel a trace of fear and panic, on the contrary, an uncontrollable excitement spread throughout his body.

He can clearly recall the scene at that time, calmly fired back when he dragged the M16 in the car, got out of the car in pursuit, sneaked behind the tree, and pulled the trigger firmly after getting Angela's permission.

Every cell in his body seemed to cheer the moment the criminal's head burst into a mist of blood, and the thrill of his anger being vented lasted until he broke the promise and came to Zoe's house.

It wasn't until the two of them were entangled in death that this restlessness was slowly calmed down, maybe Zoe thought that Jack was just looking for comfort because he shot someone for the first time, only Jack himself knew that if he didn't come to Zoe, he might be so impulsive that he would sneak out into the streets at night and find those gang members to kill.

The original owner of this body is afraid that there is some serious illness, what kind of emotional reaction is this antisocial personality, and normal people should not have a narrowed field of vision, shortness of breath, two trembling under the stimulation of adrenaline, and their hands tremble like a Parkinson's patient when they shoot.

Is it possible that every time you experience danger in the future, you have to find a girl to vent? Wouldn't it be bad if there were men all around, and I don't know if a psychiatrist can cure this problem.

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Psychiatrist Maureen Cahill has long black hair and black eyes, thin lips that are diametrically opposed to the aesthetics of the European and American public, and thin cheekbones, but has a unique intellectual charm.

Jack couldn't remember which American drama the psychiatrist appeared in, but he was impressed by the good-looking actor, Jordana Brewster who played the bald sister Mia in the "Fast and Furious" series.

I have the impression that the actor was so thin that he lost his shape after giving birth to two children, and he couldn't look at it at all, but now the Maureen Cahill in front of him looks like he has just reached 30, and his face is still full of collagen, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

As if sensing someone's gaze, Dr. Cahill, who was flipping through the file, looked up at him suspiciously, and Jack looked away to look at the layout of the room.

The room is small and very simplely furnished, with a desk against a large floor-to-ceiling window, facing Jack on a sofa, in front of which there is a large coffee table, on the left wall hang two abstract paintings of unknown authors, and on the other side is a glass case with several sets of glass and ceramic tea sets.

With a vase of roses of different varieties on the desk, it seems that this beautiful psychiatrist has more than one suitor.

After killing Selby yesterday, the police union asked for compulsory psychological intervention for rookie officers, so this morning, he came to the EAP counseling center, although he felt that he was fine, but he didn't want to look maverick, and he didn't want to see a familiar face unexpectedly.

"Can I call you Jack? Of course, you can also call me Maureen, I prefer a more casual atmosphere. After flipping through Jack's thin file, Dr. Cahill lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, moving intellectually and gracefully.

It began, and the alarm bell in Jack's mind was loud, the psychology of his previous life was not as magical as it was in film and television works, but who knows in this world, after all, the LAPD in his previous life had never heard of a rookie police officer who shot a gun suspect in the head on the second day of work.

"Hello, Maureen, please call me Jack, please forgive my faux pas, this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful psychiatrist."

Maureen chuckled and asked, "So you've seen a lot of psychiatrists?" ”

"Ugh." Jack scratched his head in embarrassment, like a shy big boy: "No, you're also the first psychiatrist I've ever met, I mean, I didn't expect a beautiful lady like you to ......"

The more he explained, the worse it became, and Jack simply shut up.

Fortunately, Maureen didn't care, but took out a set of tea sets and asked, "Do you drink tea?" I love the green tea of the very Seris. ”

Jack's eyes lit up, he took the tea canister handed by Maureen, opened it and saw that it was actually Biluochun from the south of the Syris River, and some memories in his body couldn't help but move.

"Can I give it a try? Your set is used to make oolong tea, and it is not too suitable for making this green tea. ”

Maureen was a little surprised, stretched out her hand to signal Jack to take care of herself, pulled over the chair and sat in front of the coffee table, watching him operate with interest.

Jack was not polite, opened the cabinet and took out two glasses, a cloisonné craft teapot, first poured boiling water into the teapot, and then skillfully scalded the cup and put the tea leaves.

Wait for the water temperature in the teapot to decrease slightly, first pour a quarter of the water into the two cups, let the tea fully soaked, and then lift the pot high and low pour several times, use the momentum of the water, so that the tea leaves in the cup up and down, and finally stop in the cup of tea close to about 7 percent.

Maureen picked up the glass, and the dense water vapor carried the fragrance of tea into her nose instantly, which made people feel refreshed, and couldn't help but let out a low sigh of admiration, and looked at Jack with a little more surprise in her eyes.

Looking at the spiral-shaped tea leaves that all sank to the bottom of the cup, Jack took a sip and sighed, "Good tea." Some of Seris's high-end green teas can also be seen in Chinatown, but the price is much higher than the same weight of gold, which discourages him from being poor.