The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

The so-called security contractor is similar to the logistics contractor. The latter is also called a cook, and the former is naturally a security guard. Of course, being called a security contractor is also quite high-level.

The task Jack assigned to Braxton was to go to a bar in town tonight to see if he could make friends with the security guards at the drilling camp and glean some information.

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"There are 12 of them in total, divided into two groups, one for day shift and one for night shift. They rotate once a week. They all signed a contract with a Texas oil company."

Late at night, Jack, Jane and Corey Lambert, who had been staying in the small hotel, finally waited for the drunken Braxton. He lived up to expectations and struck up a relationship with the drilling security guards who came to the town bar to have fun.

"They're all a bunch of low-life bastards. I bought them two rounds of drinks and got into a relationship with them."

"Is there any noteworthy information?" Jack twisted a towel soaked in cold water and threw it to him.

"There are some, although they are very tight-lipped, but a few of them have less brain capacity than a hamster. They have been preying on local Indian girls, especially those young girls."

Braxton took the towel and covered his face, immediately feeling refreshed.

"Let me think about the actual words."

"In this hellish place of ice and snow, there is nothing, nothing to do, not even a watch that can be paid for, only dirty Indian women, fat and stupid."

"Then I added, there are some young girls in town who are pretty good, but they can't get away easily after sex. Their expressions were like this at the time."

Braxton gave a look that could only be understood, and it looked like he wanted someone to punch him in the face.

Jane on the side shook her head, "This doesn't mean anything. Without actual evidence, I can't even apply for a search warrant."

"No, no, no, you don't understand. Although they didn't talk about Natalie, one guy followed my words and said that they met a pretty guy three years ago. He was only fifteen years old, and then he was covered up. Mouthed."

Before Braxton finished speaking, he was grabbed by the collar by Corey Lambert, who was a little absent-minded.

"Say what you just said again!"

Corey's eyes were wide open, he stared at Braxton, and asked word by word.

But "Hawkeye" was obviously not as strong as "The Punisher", and he was pinned to the sofa with a backhand.

"Hey hey hey, calm down old guy, I've heard about you, otherwise I wouldn't have paid attention to this, so wake up, where do you think I'm from?"

"What else did they say?" Corey's face was livid, veins popped up on his neck, and he was still trying to struggle.

"No, but I found out the name of that big-mouthed man. His name is Pete. We can find a way to tie him out now. I have a hundred ways to open his mouth."

Seeing that Corey finally calmed down, Braxton let go of him, but Jane on the side stopped.

"Damn, are you discussing crime in front of an FBI?" she said, pointing to Jack.

"And you, have you forgotten that you are also a federal agent!"

Jack had a look of astonishment on his face, thinking to himself that he hadn't even participated in the conspiracy yet, so he was included in it?

"Did you forget the one you killed with my pistol today?" Seeing his innocent expression, Jane looked angry.

"I saved you!" Jack was about to quibble when he felt Jane's aura rising and quickly raised his hands in a French military salute.

"Okay, I'll write your shooting report later to make sure there are no flaws."

"In addition, Mr. Lambert, I suggest you stay calm for a moment. Everything is still in the doubt stage. Act according to the original plan tomorrow. I guarantee that you will get an answer that satisfies you."

After saying that, Jack motioned to Braxton to keep an eye on Corey and pulled Jane out of the room.

Anyway, Aaliyah went home to be with her parents tonight, and Braxton was alone in his empty "boudoir". It was better to use the waste and let the two of them sleep in the same room to keep an eye on Corey and prevent him from impulsively doing bad things.

After entering Jane's room and using the laptop she brought to complete a report, Jack finally regained his attention and found the girl sitting aside, wiping the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand.

Alas, someone lamented in his heart. After coaxing the old, he still had to coax the young. What kind of trouble did he have to do today?

"Okay, tell me what you think."

"I'm a complete idiot, aren't I?"

Because she was sprayed with pepper spray during the day, the girl had a red rash around her eyes. She had been crying for a long time just now, and her eye circles were already swollen.

It's not easy for a very pretty girl to come to this wild land and suffer from cold, fever, and pepper spray.

But Jack chose to speak bluntly, "You are a rookie and you can be forgiven for making mistakes."

Jane burst out crying, which startled him. It seemed that she had been holding it in for a long time.

"You bastard, you are also a rookie. Don't think I don't know. You have only served as a police officer in Los Angeles for less than a year."

Jack's face suddenly turned serious, "You investigate me."

Jian Jian, who was still sobbing, was frightened by him, "I was just curious. I saw your name when I was checking the files, and then I retrieved some LAPD case files through the FBI system."

Halfway through her words, she saw Jack couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

"Fake, you lied to me again." Before she could finish her words, Jack grabbed her bastard fist that she was swinging randomly.

It’s the hardest thing to bear the kindness of a beauty. At this time, why doesn’t he understand the girl’s little thoughts? Although she is a little disfigured now, the Scarlet Witch is only a little disfigured. She was still in her prime when she was in her mid-twenties. The pinnacle PLUS version.

Thinking of the two crumbling grape trellises in his backyard, Jack could only force himself to calm down and speak seriously.

"You have done a very good job. If you were an ordinary detective, you might just come and go through the process perfunctorily. It is impossible to get the approval of an old police chief of the reservation so quickly. Chief Ben Xiaoy's opinion of you Attitude actually says it all.”

"What about your approval?" Jane bit her lip and whispered softly, but her "charming" expression coupled with her almost glowing red lightbulb eyes directly made Jack lose.

He pushed the girl's shoulders hard, turned her 180 degrees, and then pushed the confused girl all the way into the bathroom, facing the makeup mirror on the sink.

The next second, Jack was forced out of the room by Jane after a short and sharp scream.

"I think what you need now is to have a good rest tomorrow morning."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was slammed shut.