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

When Jack and Hannah returned to the Joint Operations Center, Jubal and Dana Moger were deploying a SWAT team to prepare for an immediate raid on Stepan Teshaco's compound on City Island. Residential.

"I don't think this is a good idea." Jack objected decisively.

"Tell me what you think." Dana Moger asked Jack, but her eyes fell on Hannah's hands. Jack had helped his girlfriend apply iodine on the broken knuckles, which was a little conspicuous.

"According to the wild boar's account, Stepan Tshako personally dealt with all the girls who were disobedient and who were sick for a long time and could not work. It was also his idea to eliminate the doctors, because the doctors were the only outsiders who knew about the existence of those villas. '."

Hannah discussed it with Jack on the way back and said eagerly, "So when he feels that the existence of those girls threatens him, we are worried."

Dana Moger nodded in understanding, "Continue."

"Now all the girls have been gathered together by them. There are nearly 30 of them. The wild boar has been sent out separately to kill the doctor. Enlisa Holliman has also been temporarily missing. We don't know the location of the new den, so we don't know the location of the new den now. It's not the right time to alert others, at least not until we have confirmed the whereabouts of those girls."

Jubal was a little unsure, "Are the wild boar's words credible?"

Jack and Hannah looked at each other, and the latter showed a slightly proud smile, "It should be believable. After he found out that he was beaten to tears by a little girl who was less than half his weight, he immediately broke down. Yes, answer whatever you ask.

He said that Stepan Teshaco gave him a sum of money and asked him to go to Las Vegas to hide for a while after killing the doctor. Apparently, the NYPD's questioning of Inlyssa Holliman gave them a Take a chance.

Stepan Tshako believes that the FBI is still investigating the cemetery on Long Island, and the exposure at the villa is a routine anti-pornography operation by the NYPD. I just checked the website, and they are still taking orders now, but they have all been changed. For door-to-door service. "

Dana Moger nodded with interest, "So what is your proposal?"

"The news about our capture of wild boars has been controlled. Now the media only reports the news about a poor old man who unfortunately fell from a building. Stepan Teshako still feels that everything is under his control, so why don't we make an appointment for a service?" Woolen cloth?"

Jubal clamped the pencil on his ear to his ear, his eyes brightened, "We can capture the person who picked up the girls. We only need to pry open his mouth to confirm where the girls are being held."

"Fishing for law enforcement? I like this idea." A smile appeared on Dana Moge's lips, "I'll get the search warrant, and Jubal will go change clothes and prepare to go out on duty."

"Huh?" Jubal was stunned, and Jack and Hannah were also stunned. Jack originally thought that he would be the best choice.

"Which one of them do you think is more like a scooper who needs special services? Besides, Jack has just appeared in the newspaper. Why not let Jubal move his butt? His muscles are almost gone."

After Dana Moger finished speaking, she took Hannah's arm affectionately, checked the injuries on her hands, and asked in a low voice with a bit of curiosity, "You really took care of that wild boar on your own. ?”

Jack and Jubal, whose face turned dark instantly, looked at each other in confusion. The latter shrugged helplessly, "Uh, okay, why not, the combat center is yours now, boss."

As he said that, he turned and walked to his office to change into casual clothes. As he walked, he muttered, "It's just that what you just said made people feel weird."

——

"This place is actually not bad." Jubal put the panoramic camera disguised as an alarm clock on the cabinet, and then said to himself, "It's a bit like a honeymoon suite. I never knew that motels had such great rooms."

"Come on, Jubal, you are already in the zone." In the hotel parking lot, Hannah, who was sitting in the passenger seat, held a tablet to cheer him up.

Jack on the side shook his head speechlessly. This guy had been thinking about it since he walked into the motel. He didn't know if he was really adjusting to his condition or resenting that he was regarded as a human being by his immediate boss. A greasy and lustful middle-aged man.

Jack's car was changed again. After he complained several times that Saboban was too conspicuous and an eyesore, the back office got him a Dodge Hellcat with hidden police lights.

Although it is not the latest model, it is enough to surprise someone. This modified plainclothes police car is said to be twice as expensive as the original one.

Although the vehicle is not completely bulletproof, the modified bulletproof doors and extra fuel tank, as well as the communication system that can seamlessly connect to the combat center and NYPD, are enough for him to cope with most situations.

"There's movement." Jack warned as he watched a black Mercedes-Benz drive into the parking lot.

Watching the three girls who were dressed extremely sexy getting out of the car, Hannah, who was in charge of the temporary operation, calmly reported in a low voice on the channel.

"Jubal, there are three girls who just got off the bus, and the driver stayed in the car. It's up to you."

She has much more experience in this area than Jack. When she was in the LAPD, the female police officers had to take turns fishing for law enforcement. This was considered one of the main income-generating businesses of the American police.

It is not a good choice to take action immediately. It is best to wait until the girls enter the room, formally conclude the deal, and send a message to the thug outside who is responsible for picking up and dropping off. That is the moment when the thug lets down his guard and is most relaxed.

"I want you to see that my reputation as the 'Sage of Love' is not in vain." Jubal winked at the camera, indicating that he was determined to clear his name.

"Tuk tuk tuk" the door was knocked gently.

Jubal unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, took a deep breath, and quickly stepped forward and opened the door, "Please come in, ladies."

The three girls walked into the room on catwalks, twisted their waists, closed the door, and stood in a row in front of him.

"Are you ready, sir?" The leading girl smiled and started selling.

"Are you going to choose one of us? Or do you want all three?"

"Well, you have to know that this is my third divorce, so I think it's better for you three to celebrate with me, how about it?"

Jubal's eyes were shining, and he kept scanning the three of them. He seemed to be very satisfied with all three of them, especially when he noticed the crown mark on the left side of the three girls' chests.

"Are you ready to take action?" Jack outside also noticed this and couldn't wait to pull out the Glock.

"Wait a minute, the car outside hasn't turned off yet." Hannah grabbed him.

At this time, the transaction in the room was still continuing, and I found that I met a high-roller. The short-haired girl in the lead showed a flattering smile, but there was still caution hidden under the smile.

"You need to pay first. Half an hour for three people is 500 US dollars, and an hour is 900. Think about it. I will not notify the driver to continue waiting until I collect the money."

"Uh, you won't leave, right? It's the kind of notification that uses text messages, right?" Jubal said and made a gesture to operate a mobile phone.

The girl nodded and watched as he took out his wallet from his back pocket and began to count the money.

Last night, I actually dreamed that I saw a ghost crawling on my bed. This was the first time in my life. I was scared to death in the dream. I had an idea and started singing the national anthem. I woke up just like that. It was interesting.