North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 193 Temporary Mission

After get off work, Locke followed David to the parking lot. Catherine Murphy had strictly prohibited him from drinking, so naturally the old guy couldn't enjoy going to the Sky Bar for a drink.

Locke delegated entertaining his colleagues to Randy, who enjoyed doing it anyway.

Jennifer Gray was still in Villa Cortina, and there was no way he would leave her alone.

Locke complained to David: "Did Catherine control you too strictly? It's just a cup!"

David shrugged, "Boy, you are still young and don't understand that having someone taking care of you is also a kind of happiness..."

Locke burst out laughing. The tough-tongued old guy was about to retaliate when the phone rang and it was Jennifer Gray calling.

He answered the phone and said: "Hi, dear, I've got off work. How do you feel now? That's good. I'm getting ready to go home. I've already booked a restaurant. I'll reward you for your help today, uh, That's it, it's okay, your things are more important, thank you again for your help today, byb..."

After hanging up the phone, Locke looked a little embarrassed. He had already booked a restaurant and wanted to thank and reward Jennifer Gray for her efforts in the past three days, making her romantic.

She didn't want Jennifer Gray to tell her that she was attending a dinner party with her parents tonight.

Daisy Greenberg's words flashed through my mind inexplicably. Could it be that she was taken to socialize by Sullivan Gray and Lauren Anderson again to meet a suitable blind date?

I suddenly felt a little unhappy!

But then I thought that they were just partners, and it seemed that I had to find time to have a good chat with Jennifer Gray.

David guessed what happened when he saw Locke's face, and laughed: "Maybe you can make an appointment with another eldest lady..."

Locke gave a middle finger and replied: "How about you help me make an appointment with Catherine? The restaurant I booked tonight is Sparrow. I paid more to buy tonight's number from the ticket seller..."

Sparrow is one of the well-known Internet celebrity restaurants in Los Angeles. It is famous because Hollywood stars Olsen sisters often visit it, and they often can't get a place in the restaurant.

The restaurant's number usually sells for two to three hundred dollars, and the price of the day was 500 dollars, which was far more than the price of the dishes.

David's expression changed instantly, "Don't even think about it!"

Locke curled his lips, feeling a bit rebellious for no reason. When I go to the police detective station, I'll see how you, this old guy, can defend me.

He asked: "If you are alone tonight, how about I invite you to eat at an Internet celebrity restaurant so that you don't go home alone..."

"Catherine has to work overtime..."

David hesitated for a moment and said with a look of excitement, "Are you sure?"

Locke shrugged and said: "Let's go, it's better than eating macaroni at home alone..."

David said with a reserved look: "Okay, the main thing is that I can't bear for you to eat alone..."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

The two were about to get in the car when David's and Locke's cell phones rang at the same time. It was the LAPD emergency return call.

David closed the car door and said to Locke with a regretful look on his face: "Boy, it looks like our date is going to be cancelled!"

Locke gave him a middle finger and couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, Jennifer Gray had something to do tonight, otherwise, he would have let her go.

When the two of them changed into uniforms and returned to the duty room, they found that most of the police officers from the Patrol Division were there.

The two found seats in the back row, and Locke asked Randy, the know-it-all, "What happened?"

Randy spread his hands and grinned: "I don't know, we have already arrived at the sky bar! Everyone feels very sorry that it is rare for you to treat us. Uh, maybe you can ask Superintendent Mona..."

Locke knew what this guy wanted to say, "Just make it up tomorrow, my words still count..."

Naturally, he wouldn't ask Superintendent Mona. Anyway, he would announce it later.

Randy immediately touched him with his fist and said with a smile: "Brother, you are my idol!"

Don't be too happy about Uncle Randy's treat and Master Locke footing the bill.

Nathan leaned across David and asked, "Locke, last time you said you wanted to build an outdoor BBQ stove, how about this weekend?"

Locke said gratefully: "I have no problem, it depends on your time..."

Nathan also imitated Randy and stretched out his fist to touch Locke, "OK, it's settled. I need to go to your place to measure how much material is needed first. I'll call you before I go!"

Randy was speechless and said: "Fuck, do you still want to build the stove where the body is buried?"

Locke shrugged and said: "That's the most suitable place! Comeon, we are COP, don't be too superstitious. Do you know how many Indians are buried under the soil of the United States? There might be an Indian under where you are sitting now." Human beings or the corpses of your fellow black people..."

Randy gave Locke a middle finger and was about to say something when Captain Jones walked in with a serious expression, "Everyone here should have received the message. We have a temporary mission. Now I need you to inform your families. You Your phone will be turned off in the next five hours. You have 2 minutes to do this. After that, please hand in your phone..."

As soon as Captain Jones finished speaking, the conference room suddenly became solemn, and a solemn atmosphere quickly spread.

Everyone took out their mobile phones one after another, some making calls, some sending messages...

This was the first time since Locke joined the LAPD that he participated in a mission that required handing in his cell phone. He couldn't help but be a little excited. He didn't plan to call Marianne to avoid worrying her.

After David sent the message, he saw that Locke did not call or send a message, so he reminded: "Locke, I understand your thoughts very well, but you have to let your family slowly adapt to how to be a family member of the LAPD. You It's impossible not to tell them every time. If they call you and can't contact you, they will be very worried and might find the police station..."

Locke thought for a moment, felt it made sense, and nodded: "You are right, thank you, David!"

He immediately called Marianne. After the call was connected, he said: "Mum, I have a task tonight. I will turn off the phone later. Well, that's it. I will call you after the task is over... …”

Marianne was silent for a few seconds, "Be careful, I'm waiting for your call!"

After hanging up the phone, Locke complained to David: "This feeling is not good, it makes me feel like..., well, if I had known better, I wouldn't have made the call!"

David smiled and said, "Just get used to it!"

At this time, an internal police officer came over with a box to collect the mobile phone. Everyone put the mobile phone into an envelope and put it into the box.

As soon as the internal police officers left, Anna Davis led a blond middle-aged man with a strong aura into the conference room.

Locke was stunned. He knew the man who followed Anna Davis in. He was Steve Thomas, the captain of the second team of the Anti-Narcotics and Anti-Narcotics Department of the Detective Bureau, and the younger brother of Anna Davis.

Anna Davis said straight to the point: "Guys, tonight we need to cooperate with the Detective Bureau to carry out an arrest operation. The Detective Bureau received a tip that we suspect drug traffickers are using the Los Angeles drag racing party to bulk goods."

"Our purpose tonight is to arrest all the drag racing gangs and follow the clues to find the drug dealers behind the scenes. This operation is a multi-department cooperation and requires strict confidentiality, so we will temporarily recall you after get off work. I hope everyone will strictly comply with the operation. Orders, mutual supervision..."

"Now I am issuing a mission. Please look at the map. The streets intercepted by the Wilshire Police Department are..."