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

Superintendent Gray clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"OK, let's arrange the task below. Nolan is responsible for finding a way to get Rosalind to reveal the remaining two burial locations, and then go pick up Dr. Breonna and her team."

"Officers Bradford, Lopez, and Harper, the three of you, through your respective informants, are trying to figure out who is behind the black market in the California Women's Central Prison."

Then he looked at Jack: "Officer Tavole, please come to my office."

"That FBI Special Agent in Charge David Rossi asked me a lot about you. Do you know why?"

Superintendent Gray closed the office door and asked in a deep voice.

Jack nodded. There was no need to hide the transfer matter now. Everyone else had probably seen the signs. Rossi's attitude was too obvious.

"I should be able to get my bachelor's degree early this year. Professor Cahill, uh. Dr. Cahill from the EAP Counseling Center, hopes that I can study for a master's degree in psychology under her name and ask David Rossi Recommended me.”

"He is the veteran of the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI, the BAU. He is rebuilding an action team and hopes that I can join."

"Professor Cahill, is this Maureen Cahill?" Superintendent Gray had a strange look on his face. Apparently he had also heard the name of his female boss's same-sex partner.

Jack nodded, feeling inexplicably weak.

"I told David Rossi that you are the best young man I have ever seen. He has a quick mind and good skills. He also saved my life. I assured him that he did not choose the wrong person."

Superintendent Gray raised his voice slightly. This was the first time Jack had heard him praise himself in private.

But I must not admit that my immediate boss is indeed a rare good leader who has absolutely nothing to say to his subordinates.

Not only did he support Tim in taking the superintendent exam, he also spoke favorably for Nila in fighting for her daughter's visitation rights, and even publicly admitted at the briefing that she had been biased against the old rookie John and solemnly apologized.

So Jack's gratitude to him comes from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Commander, I really appreciate it."

Superintendent Gray waved his hand and interrupted Jack's words: "At first, I didn't understand Superintendent Anderson's selection of the three of you to join the branch. One is too young and has no experience, one is too old and is going through a mid-life crisis, and the other one is too young and has no experience. Chen (Lucy), a weak-looking Asian girl.”

"But now I have to admit that the police superintendent's perspective on people is something I don't have. Unfortunately, she is also leaving the branch."

Seeing him worrying about gains and losses, Jack also felt a little sad, "Commander, what I want to say is that it is an honor for me to be your subordinate."

Superintendent Gray quickly regained his composure, "Okay, let's go to work. This Rosalind is cruel and cunning. We have to go all out and close the door when we go out."

After leaving the superintendent's office, Jack couldn't help but feel a little dizzy when he saw Taylor poking his head in the corridor.

"Why are you still here?" It was now 3 pm. Jack had never watched the news on Channel 8, but usually from 5 o'clock to 6:30, it was the news time of major TV stations.

"I'll go back to the TV station right away. I want to say thank you. After all, you saved me before." Taylor blinked, not to mention that it was kind of cute like this.

"Bring this with you." Jack thought for a moment, then took out the last positioning tracker and handed it to her. He didn't need this himself. If Rosalind's accomplices really wanted to find him, it would be a dream.

This little girl has been with them today, and Rosalind deceived the judge into insisting on bringing the media with her. In addition to publicizing her trivial stories, she might have other ideas, so she was prepared.

"What is this?" Taylor took the black disc, a little strange.

"The FBI's locator, Rosalind is planning something, and I'm worried that it will implicate you."

"You seem to care about me very much," Taylor said with a rippling smile, but he didn't appear to be so self-righteous. He acted like he was determined to die, and he opened the donkey brand bag he was carrying and was about to put the tracker inside. plug.

"It's better to keep it close to you. Remember to return it to me after use." Jack ignored her crazy words, but still reminded her.

Taylor rolled his blue eyes, unzipped his bra, and stuffed the small disc into the fairly deep valley. When he was done, he patted it, "Is this OK?"

Are you and Angela all taught by the same teacher? ——

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John's seduction plan, uh... or in other words, the rhetoric was very successful. Rosalind, who was in the detention room, revealed the second burial location. Jack, who was on the other side of the one-way glass, expressed that he had goosebumps all over his body.

The LAPD forensics team spent three hours and also brought back two bones.

Jack drove Rosie to the coroner's office.

"John, how's it going?" At the door of the anatomy room, Jack saw John who was talking to a white woman.

"We have also just arrived. This is Tamprey, the sister of my ex-wife Sarah."

Rossi naturally knew Temperley, and the two of them greeted each other familiarly.

"Thanks for coming to help, Bones."

"Don't call me Bones, who is this?" Breonna looked at Jack, her eyes shining.

"I'm Jack Tavole from the LAPD, you can just call me Jack. Dr. Breonna, I read your book "Bred in the Bone" and it's really great."

"Do you have Asian ancestry? I see Mongoloid features in your facial bones." Breonna looked thoughtful and directly touched Jack's cheek.

"Uh yeah, I'm a quarter Siris."

Jack took a half step back and cast a look of help at John.

"Tampre, let's talk about the corpse."

John was so embarrassed that he pulled Breonna and pushed open the door of the dissection room. There were four stainless steel dissection tables placed in twos and fours, with four corpses of varying degrees of decay lying on them.

A thin white man was picking out the insects on one of the corpses and putting them into test tubes one by one. There were several notebooks on the table near the wall. Another woman dressed like she had just returned from a vacation in Hawaii was doing this. Running a 3D software seems to be doing skull reconstruction.

"This is Jack Huggins, a PhD in entomology who is also well versed in microbiology and mineralogy, and Angela Montenegro, our artist who is also our computer expert and is well versed in 3D modeling."

Breonna introduced to everyone.

Jack Huggins was engrossed in the work at hand without raising his head. Angela Montenegro, who was wearing bright clothes, looked a little excited when she saw three handsome guys of different ages. At first glance, they were senior members of the Appearance Association.

"Let's talk about the body first, we are short of time." Rossi got straight to the point.