Under the watchful eyes of the cute girl scouts, John, who has always been physically weak, actually burst out with amazing potential, although he stumbled a little, but he barely kept up with Jack's footsteps.

Jack didn't use all his strength, one hand was always on the holster at his waist, his eyes were fixed on the pigtailed boy, and he kept 120,000 points of vigilance, street patrol is like this, and the ghost knows if there will be a guy who can't think of it, and suddenly pulls out a handful of broken copper and iron from some part and shoots it.

Even so, the pigtailed boy was chased closer and closer when he turned back for the last time, and found that the two patrol officers were less than 5 meters away from him, and he made a sharp turn to cross the road to get rid of it, and then unexpectedly crashed into a blue Accord.

With a long braking sound, the pigtailed kid smashed through the front window glass and half of his body was stuck in the cab.

"He rushed out suddenly, I didn't mean to!" A female driver fled from the car in a panic, looking frightened.

"Command center, this is 7-A-26, call fire first responders, Palmetto and Mateo Avenue, head hit in the car, as soon as possible."

Jack calls on the walkie-talkie as he burrows into the cab to check on the pigtailed boy's injuries.

Seeing the blood spurting out directly with the rhythm of the heartbeat, it was very bad to look at.

"It looks like the artery in the upper arm has been scratched by glass. Hey, don't move, idiot! If you don't stop the bleeding, you'll die of blood loss in a few minutes. ”

Jack pinched the pigtailed boy's arm and looked around for something to stop the bleeding, the open wound was too obvious for him to use the healing technique directly.

"Here you go, you can use this scarf and this pen to make a tourniquet."

A cute little Lori came out of nowhere, took the initiative to untie her red scarf, and handed Jack a pen.

"Five centimeters above the wound." Little Lori continued to instruct.

Jack Malley tightened his scarf, tied it in a knot, and then inserted the pen and turned it around twice, and the scarf was strangled into the flesh, stopping the arterial bleeding.

"Thank you, cutie, for saving this stupid life." Jack celebrates with a high-five of little Lori with his bloodless hand.

"Can I get a Boy Scout badge, then?"

"Ahh Jack, who had been touched into a blind spot in his knowledge, cast a pleading glance at Kara behind her.

——

Dividing line -——

After dealing with the scene of a car accident again, the two say goodbye to Carla and her adorable Girl Scouts, and continue their patrol with a few boxes of free cookies they have given them.

"So you don't know anything about the Boy Scouts?"

John looked a little surprised.

Jack glanced at him, and said that he used to wear a red scarf every day, and he couldn't tell you about it.

"I don't know, I just know that the Girl Scouts sell cookies, and the Boy Scouts are currently mired in a sexual assault scandal."

One sentence directly silenced John, and it took a long time before he retorted in a sullen voice: "I was obviously not like this back then."

Feeling that what he had just said seemed a bit excessive, Jack tried to explain: "I didn't mean that, it's just that my parents didn't let me participate in the first place"

John shook his head and said he didn't care: "Actually, I only went to summer camp once and didn't get a badge. ”

"But this little cookie tastes surprisingly good, won't you try it?" Jack opened a box of cookies and ate a piece.

John also opened a box and raised his eyebrows: "Indeed, it seems that I should ask Kara for a recipe." ”

Of course, the biscuits can't really be eaten as a meal, but Jack generously shared the siu mai he made.

The soft and glutinous beef brisket is cut into small pieces, served with a little crispy pickled bamboo shoots, wrapped in glutinous rice soaked in beef brisket soup, and then wrapped in a thin layer of dough, pinched out the shape, steamed in the basket, and a Chinese dim sum based on Western ingredients is completed.

Watching someone pinch the roasted wheat and dip it in tomato sauce and eat it, Jack frowned slightly, he was born in Jiangnan, although the diet is also sweet, but it is still incomparable with these old beauties, the soup of stewed beef brisket is tasted with rock sugar, but he really can't accept the evil way of eating roasted wheat dipped in tomato sauce.

Superintendent Gray is honest and does not deceive, Valentine's Day is indeed not an ordinary busy, not to mention two car accidents in the morning, tickets are more than usual, a lunch has just been eaten, the two of them have not stopped chatting for two minutes on Coke, and another call came from the command center.

"7-A-26 police car, please go to support a murder case, the husband came home and found his wife bleeding and unconscious, and the detectives were on their way."

Jack and John glanced at each other, and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and replied, "7-A-26 received, let's go to support." ”

The two soon arrived in an upscale neighborhood and were about to knock on the door, Angela's police car also happened to arrive, the three nodded and said hello, and Jack pulled out his pistol and knocked on the door.

"LAPD, IS THERE ANYONE IN THERE?"

Hearing the faint sobbing sound coming from inside, Jack tried to turn the doorknob, the door was gently opened, and Jack walked straight through the hallway towards the living room where the sound was made, and behind him John and Angela looked separately at the rooms on either side of the hallway.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

When the two turned around, they saw that Jack was already squatting on the carpet in front of the fireplace, and in front of him was a middle-aged white woman, whose head and the carpet under her body were stained red with blood, and a middle-aged white man in his thirties and forties was sitting on the side, his hands covered with blood, and he was crying sadly.

"Sir?" Angela tried to call out to the other person.

Jack shook his head at the two of them silently, indicating that he had no power to return to heaven.

"Today's Valentine's Day, I deliberately went home early to surprise her, what kind of beast would do such a thing?"

The husband wept bitterly, as if he was talking to himself, but when he said the second half of the sentence, he gritted his teeth a little.

Jack was really not good at comforting people, so he glanced at John, motioned for him to get it done, and turned on the walkie-talkie himself to call the command center.

"7-A-26, the victim is dead, please send someone for further follow-up as soon as possible."

The command center replied: "The agent will be there soon." ”

John and Angela stepped forward, one left and one right, trying to pick up their heartbroken husband.

"Sir, please let go and come with me."

After calling several times, the husband had some reaction and got up with the help of the two.

Jack watched coldly, and found that he didn't reluctantly let go of his wife's hand until he finally stood up completely straight.

The two of them helped him to sit down on the sofa next to him, and the sad husband covered his face and cried bitterly, despite the blood on his hands.

The empathetic John seemed a little overwhelmed at this time, and Angela was still whispering relief to the husband, trying to persuade him to leave.

(End of chapter)