MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 19 As a police detective, I was disarmed by the supermarket security

  Chapter 19 As a police detective, I was disarmed by the supermarket security

   Being a police officer in America is not easy.

  Because this is a high-risk occupation, it is likely that you are just making routine inquiries on the side of the road, and you will be greeted by a hail of bullets.

  So there are many policemen, and the mental pressure will be relatively high, which is reflected in the behavior, which is violent.

   Lawrence is especially irritable!

  The Sam’s supermarket parking lot where they are located is located underground, and there is an elevator directly to the supermarket above.

  When the two first arrived at the elevator, the elevator door was slowly closing.

"etc!"

  Lawrence hurriedly ran to the elevator, while asking the people inside to wait for them.

  He doesn't want to wait for the next elevator.

  The people inside heard Lawrence's yell, not only didn't press the door open button for help, but whistled at Lawrence who was running over, and mocked: "Dude, you are slow like an old man."

   But he obviously underestimated Lawrence's speed.

   "FK."

  Lawrence's face twitched, and his speed increased sharply. Just as the elevator door was about to close, he stretched out his hand to block it.

  The elevator door senses an obstruction and opens automatically.

   When Dean walked in.

  Lawrence had already blocked the kid in the elevator at a corner of the elevator, squeezing him into a cowering ostrich: "Wow, buddy, you are now trembling with fear from a little old man."

  The guy looked at Lawrence, who was strong and full of flesh, with his slender arms hugging his chest, his voice trembling: "I was just joking, there was no malice, and there are surveillance cameras in the elevator, calm down."

   "Monitoring?"

  Lawrence grinned, and the flesh was squeezed together, like a butcher who was about to be knifed: "I don't know which law in Los Angeles makes crowding a crime."

  Dean didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this time.

  He leaned on the elevator, grinning as he watched the old hooligan who knew the law and the law bullying others.

  Essentially, like Lawrence, he is also a bad character.

   "I was wrong, buddy, I'm sorry, I did something wrong just now, please forgive me!" The young man apologized in a trembling voice, and looked at the movement of the elevator with his eyes, only to feel that the elevator was extremely slow today.

  Dean glanced at the elevator, saw that he was about to reach the supermarket floor, and quickly pushed Lawrence: "Okay, I think this kid has learned how to respect others."

  Large supermarkets here are usually patrolled by security guards. It is not good to be seen.

  It is inconvenient for them to reveal their identities now.

   "Well, count yourself lucky today."

  Lawrence turned around with some unfinished thoughts.

  Elevator doors open.

  The guy rushed out of the elevator impatiently, as if there was some man-eating beast behind him.

  Dean and Lawrence looked at each other and laughed.

   As a result, before the two of them laughed, they saw the young man running to the security guard at the entrance of the supermarket, pointing at the two of them, and talking excitedly.

next moment.

  Dean saw the two security guards guarding the door, drew his gun from his waist solemnly, and rushed towards them

"Put your hands up!"

   "Lie down on the wall, keep your hands away from your waist!"

  The security guards of some large supermarkets in the United States are equipped with guns.

  But Dean never imagined that on his first day as an agent, he would be disarmed by the security guards after he had legal law enforcement power.

   Lawrence taught him a lesson.

   Police station.

  Dean and Lawrence, under the teasing eyes of the police colleagues, took back their documents and guns in embarrassment, and went out.

  As soon as he went out, he heard the uncontrollable laughter inside.

   It's also hard for them to hold back for so long.

   Fuck!

   Dean believed.

   It won't be long before he and Lawrence will become the protagonists of jokes in the mouths of many colleagues.

  Outside the door, Old Hunter was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette with a sad face. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and saw Lawrence's very aggrieved face.

  Old Hunter's face became even more melancholy.

  Lawrence didn't expect Old Hunter to wait for them here.

  He stepped forward in embarrassment: "Deputy team, I didn't expect that kid to see the gun on my waist. It's not easy for us to reveal our identity."

"do not talk"

  Old Hunter sighed: "Lawrence, Dean, it is not suitable for you to appear in Sam's Supermarket now, I have asked Robert and the others to protect Daisy, as for you

   If there is nothing wrong.

  Go to sort out the clues of the two **** and murder cases, or go to the scene of the crime to see if there is anything missing.

  Anyway, stop causing trouble! "

   After speaking, Old Hunter walked up to Dean, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and turned to leave.

it is more than words.

   Follow Lawrence.

   I've wronged you, rookie.

   See this scene.

  Lawrence's face directly turned into a liver color.

  As soon as he said that he wanted to teach Dean what criminal thinking and reasoning was, it became a joke for him to let the other party follow him.

  Go to the famous teacher of TM.

  Lawrence felt that he was in front of Dean, and he would not have the confidence to speak in the future.

   "Haha, you look so funny now." Dean laughed loudly: "You can't do this, Lawrence, show your aura, a thin-skinned villain, but I will laugh at you."

  Lawrence heard that Dean didn't mean to blame him, and said with some embarrassment: "Dean, I'm sorry to make you lose face by following me."

   "NONONO."

  Dean waved his hand: "Lawrence, you are wrong. We only suffered this humiliation because we didn't want to alert criminals. Therefore, we are selfless devotees who endured humiliation to solve the case. Those who laugh at us should feel ashamed."

"ha?"

  Lawrence was confused by Dean's remarks.

  It seems that apart from the fact that he caused the trouble first, there is nothing wrong with what Dean said.

  Think about it this way.

  Lawrence felt much better: "You are right, but after all, I messed up things, so I decided to buy you a drink."

   "Let's go, I won't be polite."

  The two hooked their shoulders together and prepared to take a taxi to the bar. As for the car left in the parking lot, they could only pick it up in two days.

bar.

  Drink a few glasses of wine.

  Lawrence is more and more pleasing to Dean. If it is replaced by a development game, it will probably be favorability +1, favorability +1

  The kind that swipes the screen.

  He has been taken by Dean.

   In his heart, Lawrence transformed Dean, who he had known not long ago, from a colleague relationship to a friend relationship, and he was still a good friend who was very pleasing to the eye.

  Wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk.

Lawrence, whose career was frustrated, said to Dean drunkenly: "Actually, I am very good. When I was in the No. 1 Squadron, I solved many cases. If it wasn't for that, I might have become the No. 1 Squadron by now." Vice team."

  Dean's face was flushed with wine, but his eyes were very clear.

   I didn’t expect Lawrence to have a story.

  However, he didn't have the idea of ​​exploring Lawrence's secrets, and the relationship between the two hadn't reached that point yet.

  Dean clinked glasses with Lawrence, and changed the subject: "Lawrence, you told me about criminal thinking and reasoning earlier, do you have any thoughts on the **** and murder case?"

  Lawrence drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said to himself: "Of course, according to the current clue analysis, I already have a suspicious group!"

  (end of this chapter)