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

"Let's go to my house and get some delicious food. Let's sit down and go over the case again. Maybe we can get something unexpected."

Jack asked John to take Jialisi with him, drove Angela with him, went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of ingredients, and then returned to his house.

This white two-story building now has a brand new look. John basically helped to fix the kitchen before the vacation. During the next two weeks of vacation, Jack not only made a large bathtub in the bathroom on the first floor, but also cleaned up most of the old ones. Furniture, walls repainted and repainted.

The entire house looks unchanged from the outside, but the inside has been completely renewed. Except for some missing electrical appliances, it is already very close to what Jack's dream home looks like.

As soon as Jack got home, he went into the kitchen to work and let them visit as they pleased.

"What's wrong? Your expression is a little strange?"

Jack was busy in the kitchen and asked when he saw John walking in, looking hesitant to speak.

"Did you do this all by yourself?"

John pointed his index finger upward and drew a circle, referring to the entire house.

"Yes, I have basically been busy with this during the two-week holiday. I also re-adjusted the wiring arrangement in the next few rooms. Although there is no problem after trying it, I still need your help to check it."

Jack tasted the taste, added some water to the borscht, and turned it to a low heat. After this time, the entry-level life skills obtained from "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents" were basically upgraded to proficiency.

But his little savings were basically used up. If it weren't for the bonus issued after the terrorist attack, he would almost have no money to pay the bills at the end of the month.

"If my original partners were half as efficient as they were, maybe I would have made a fortune long ago."

What kind of capitalist speech was this? Jack could guess what John was really thinking.

"You also want to redecorate your house, right? No problem, I can come and help as long as I have time."

I have the impression that this man has been tinkering with his house for more than a year, and there have been countless minor troubles such as circuit fires and shelves collapsing. It's quite funny now that I think about it.

John looked grateful, rubbed his hands and came to the chopping board, picked up a tomato and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Just slice it and have this."

Jack was not polite and handed him a few cucumbers. There were a lot of people today and they were all very hungry. Although John was not very good at cooking, he was still a middle-aged uncle with rich life experience and was always good at helping him. Can.

Put a whole chicken wrapped in foil into the oven under the stove, set the time, and Jack will drain the oil from the fried peanuts and sprinkle with some sea salt while they are still hot.

Soon, a plate of peanuts, a plate of cucumbers, a bowl of tomatoes mixed with sugar were served on the table, as well as some cold dishes such as ready-to-eat sausages bought from the supermarket.

"There are still 40 minutes for the main meal, so please feel free to eat."

Jack was hesitating whether to open a bottle of Erguotou. He had been short of money recently and really forgot to prepare some red wine for the house. This was the only thing he had on hand, but he thought that he would have to talk about something later, and it was not appropriate to be drunk.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and Wesley, who was called by Angela, appeared at the door carrying a bottle of dry red wine from Harlan Winery.

Angela took the initiative to open the door to greet her, and the two kissed me for a while before walking into the living room.

Unlike Westerners who are used to separating the living room and dining room, Jack took up part of the original dining room due to the renovation of the kitchen. He simply integrated the living room and dining room into one, and put a large square eight immortals table in the middle. It can even be squeezed in Big enough to seat three.

Although this seems a bit weird compared to the long dining table commonly used by Europeans and Americans, who would let it be his own home.

Everyone sat down one after another, and after eating a lot of food with Jack, John and Angela had already become proficient in using chopsticks. He only prepared Western tableware for Wesley and Dr. Jialisi.

Tim and Lucy were not here today. John was relieved when he saw that there was no hot pot on the table. The spicy meal in the past few weeks had tortured him terribly.

Jack looked at his expression and laughed secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that a Sichuan hot pot meal would be so effective and successfully sent two middle-aged people with "hemorrhoids" to the hospital. However, he still provided it very conscientiously. After-sales service.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of giving two bottles of Seris's specialty Mayinglong ointment, I tried the master-level healing technique on the two of them, and then I was pleasantly surprised to find that the healing technique that was originally only effective immediately could actually take effect continuously.

The original proficient-level healing technique can already be called a magical skill, but it is actually a bit inconvenient to use. For example, when rescuing the county police officer who lost his left foot, Jack actually spent more mental energy on controlling the healing technique in order not to get in trouble. above the effective range.

Otherwise, if you use all your strength, the wound on the broken leg will be sealed instantly, and it will probably be worshiped as a miracle by John on the side.

In addition to the original instantaneous healing effect, the current healing technique can also take effect in a continuous way, similar to a skill in the game that continuously restores blood to teammates. This can't help but make Jack think about it.

If he casts a healing spell on himself in advance in the hail of bullets in the future, will he still have a chance to recover even if he is shot in the head? But he doesn't know if he will still be the same person after he grows his brain again.

Of course, this is just his random imagination. With his current attribute increase rate, it is estimated that in a few years his mental strength and physical strength will exceed 30, unless he is directly hit by a powerful weapon.

Otherwise, even if it comes to a battlefield filled with bullets, it may be a bit exaggerated to say that you can completely avoid bullets, but it will definitely be no problem if an instant kill turns into a serious injury, and a serious injury turns into a minor injury.

Because of the rush, today’s dinner is relatively simple. Not counting the few cold dishes that were put on the table at the beginning, a whole Roast Chicken made from Los Angeles Red Chicken, a portion of Borscht, and Jack’s Christmas Day The dumplings stored in the refrigerator from time to time can easily fill the stomachs of five people.

There were no particularly devout Catholics present, and everyone was used to chatting while eating. The topic mainly revolved around today's case. Wesley has become his own person since experiencing the terrorist attack, and has learned when to shut up.

Jialisi can be considered one of our own, not to mention that she also treated the drug dealer who was almost killed today, so everyone did not deliberately avoid it in private.

"Angela, what do you think of that Bruno?"

Jack started the topic first. This case was not too big or too complicated, but this was the first time he had officially participated in solving the case. If it was eventually handed over, he would be a little upset after all, so he was not less interested. to Angela.