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

At 8 o'clock in the evening, at the Wilshire Precinct, Jack, who was walking and eating a burger, found John, who was handing over banker Caleb Yost to the county police.

"I asked Hannah to go back and rest first. We just got on the phone with the hospital. The deputy sheriff named Graham is out of danger. Let's go visit him."

John's expression was a little weird, and after hesitating for a while, he said: "I just asked, Graham has no wife and has been single, so he asked me to convey the words to Beth before."

European and American names are troublesome, with all kinds of abbreviations and nicknames, and it is necessary to distinguish whether to call them by first name or surname according to the degree of intimacy. Jack sighed, grabbed a county police officer who came to escort the prisoner, and asked.

"I would like to ask if you, Vice Captain Graham, have any friends or colleagues named Elizabeth or Isabella."

"My name is Elizabeth. What can I do for you?" A white policewoman in her 40s walked over not far away.

John looked surprised: "Do you know Graham?"

The policewoman nodded: "We know each other. We have worked together for the past five years."

Jack finished chewing the burger in his hand, took a step forward and asked, "Did he ever call you Beth?"

The policewoman looked a little strange and did not answer directly: "Why do you ask this?"

John scratched his head and explained: "That's right, we are the two LAPD who found Graham at the scene of the accident."

"He grabbed my hand before getting into the ambulance and asked me to tell him something."

"What are you talking about?" Elizabeth looked around, her eyes were a little moist and gradually turned red. She seemed a little at a loss and seemed to want to explain something: "I heard before that he might not survive, so..."

John waved his hand quickly: "No, my colleague just contacted the hospital and he is out of danger. He was..."

He hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Jack felt that he had rolled his eyes too much today, so he simply took over the conversation: "He said please tell Beth that he loves you."

Elizabeth seemed to be in disbelief. She covered her mouth with her hands. There was obviously joy in the corners of her eyes, but her voice was choked: "You lied."

"No!" John quickly testified for Jack: "He thought he was going to die. These were his last words."

"So, is it you? Are you dating?" Jack, a crowd-pleaser, asked hurriedly. This was probably the only thing that could make him feel good in this bad day, besides getting a kiss from the little Lolita. There is an episode, so we must gossip to the end.

Elizabeth burst into tears and nodded repeatedly: "He is my friend, a very good kind. There was a time when I thought he would date me, and I also hoped that he would ask, but he never did."

Da la la la, the case is solved, John and Jack high-five in celebration.

"I think he must have regretted it very much at that time. Now we plan to go to the Central Hospital to visit him. Will you come with us?"

John extended the invitation, and Elizabeth nodded excitedly while wiping the tears that kept pouring out with her fingers.

"I'll drive." Jack was so excited that he crumpled up the hamburger wrapper in his hand, threw it back, and just threw it into the trash can in the corner.

"It's such a wonderful ending like a fairy tale." After listening to Jack's story about eating melon, Hannah blushed and kissed him on the sofa.

"Oh, right." Jack seemed to suddenly remember something and added: "John and his Dr. Grace seem to have the possibility of further development. I just saw them looking at each other affectionately in the hospital. It was really shocking. Goosebumps.”

"What about us? Valentine's Day is in two months, but I will already be in Quantico by then. How about we move the time forward?"

Hannah hugged Jack's neck, and her hot breath seemed to raise the surrounding temperature several degrees.

Jack lowered his head and planted a strawberry on her white and sexy collarbone. He was about to explore it downwards, but she pushed it away with a coquettish smile.

"We agreed to wait until I come back from Quantico before taking any further steps. Do you want to break the agreement?"

Jack let out a frustrated growl and slapped the chick's ass as punishment for teasing him.

He hated promises, whether it was with Hannah or Zoe, it was so annoying.

In the following days, good things happened one after another. First, the two time-travel books gave Jack a series of entry-level life skills such as breeding, carpentry, machining, photography, etc. Some of the skills actually produced... It has been integrated and subdivided into some derivative skills.

For example, farming and gardening that he originally owned were merged into planting, and the newly acquired explosive disposal and explosive disposal skills were merged with the original chemistry and craftsmanship to derive blasting and bomb disposal skills.

The skill tree that was suddenly enriched was really dazzling. Jack was pleasantly surprised and deeply felt the lack of gold coins in the system. The 5 gold coins he had received as a regular reward, plus the 3 he had saved recently, totaled only 8, which was still not enough. Improve a master level skill.

He was still hesitating whether to upgrade his rifle shooting skills to proficient level first, or to upgrade his pistol shooting skills to master level after saving 10, and then have the magical skill of being invincible within ten steps.

Both skills have their own advantages. Considering that he will be in the LAPD for a long time in the future and there will be many big scenes that require the use of rifles, Jack hesitated and decided to keep them even if he had saved 10 system gold coins. Play it by ear.

In addition, he has also acquired some skills in other ways in the past few months, such as lock picking from Angela, and entry-level Spanish and French acquired through self-study in language books and conversation practice with colleagues.

But after all, time is limited, and these skill levels are only at the entry level. Jack has no intention of wasting system gold coins on these skills. Under normal circumstances, entry level is enough to cope with most situations.

With continuous learning and exercise, the basic attributes are still improving, and these skills will be gradually upgraded during use.

The next good thing was that Jack finally had his own house in this world. After a series of complicated procedures, the white two-story building at 7765 Genesee Street was finally transferred to his name.

The price he paid for this was a monthly loan bill of nearly 3,000 U.S. dollars, which he needed to repay for 20 years. Although he thought that he did not want to be like the old Americans who received a stack of bills at the end of the month, but unknowingly, someone had gradually changed. It has become the shape of this world.

Just like the Seris people who entered the 21st century in their previous life, they borrowed a loan from the bank that required a lifetime of hard work to repay to buy a house of their own.

After putting Daniel Lawson and his son on a plane to Salt Lake City, Jack spent three days in his spare time, roughly cleaning up the inside and outside of the house, and moved his things in over a weekend.