Chapter 210 Simback God of War
Returning to the Wilshire Police Station after nearly a year, Jack felt like he was home. In addition to those familiar faces, he also saw heads looking at him. Taylor Kelly, the beautiful news presenter on Channel 8.
But today she didn't dress like a news station host. She only wore light makeup and didn't have a cameraman with her.
However, most people have not returned yet. For example, Superintendent Gray is still at the scene presiding over the overall situation and dealing with the swarming media. Many police officers are still at the scene to maintain order.
DHS (Department of Homeland Security) and the FBI have to be involved in this kind of mass shooting suspected of a KB attack, and the LAPD has to be forced to obey their orders.
But when I said I was going home, I really meant going home. Not long after being invited into the lounge, people from all walks of life came over to say hello to Jack under various excuses.
Even the old salted fish Smiddy came over and showed his face, almost slapping his chest and assuring him that all the mobile phones at the scene that clearly captured the faces of Jack and Hotchner were collected as evidence. things.
Tim personally came to write a transcript for the two of them, which took less than an hour to complete. After all, there was not much that could be said. Apart from the process of cooperating to kill the gunman, the two of them knew no more than the LAPD. More or less.
Hotchner made a few calls, mainly to comfort his wife in the ward, and also learned about the news from the FBI. The BAU will not follow up on this case. All current clues show that this is An unorganized shooting incident.
When Tim packed up and left, the small table in front of Jack and Hotchner was already filled with all kinds of snacks and drinks. These were all the snacks and drinks that had come to visit them before. Brought to you by heroic police officers.
"I didn't expect you to be so popular here."
Hochner was also a little hungry, so he opened a pack of wafer chocolates and couldn't help but sigh.
No way, almost everyone in the Wilshire branch has tasted Jack's craftsmanship, including the cleaners responsible for cleaning.
Jack's cooking skills are all based on proficiency. Every day when he goes to work, in addition to preparing a sumptuous lunch for himself and his partner that day, he also puts the excess training results in the patrol lounge. In the large refrigerator, there are sticky notes for easy access.
Over time, when you are hungry or greedy, it has gradually become a habit for everyone to come to the large refrigerator in the patrol lounge to find delicious food.
For this reason, even the old salted fish Smiddy rarely lay down. He jumped up and down to get a small amount of money from the guild funds and bought a new large refrigerator for the patrol lounge.
Even after Jack left, it has become a habit for everyone to fill the large refrigerator in the patrol office with food. Every once in a while, some families from the community come to visit with their children. A variety of delicacies will be delivered by the way.
Of course, this kind of police-civilian relationship is also inseparable from the charity organizations that little beauty Kara participated in and some of Zoe’s efforts when she was in office.
Sufficient funds, fully staffed police officers, and providing some help to the citizens during patrols. These are the resources that this female police superintendent, who is backed by an established political family in California, has obtained, and the corresponding Require.
After Superintendent Gray took over, these traditions have been well inherited, and there will be people dedicated to cleaning up the uneaten food every day and delivering it to several relief points in Wilshire.
Jack didn't know about other places, but as far as the LAPD was concerned, except for some special wealthy areas, the Wilshire Police Department was probably an area with harmonious police-citizen relations.
In the past, only people delivered food to the fire station. As for the police station, if you don't spit when you pass by, it's probably considered a good relationship.
“Hi, do you mind doing an interview?”
Rarely dressed in a fresh look today, Taylor Kelly, wearing a pink dress, poked her head out of the door, still holding a hand Two bottles of Coke were waved at the two people in the lounge.
“Of course.”
Jack smiled and nodded, "No, we have asked the LAPD to keep our identities confidential."
"You can interview anonymously. I promise not to reveal your identities. I don't even have a cameraman today." Bring it." Taylor Kelly pouted her pink lips and looked resentful.
“Based on our friendship, can’t you satisfy me with such a small request?”
“It’s a huge friendship?” Jack has not forgotten this. After the little girl was rescued by him, he still wanted to use him to bully Hannah.
Speaking of which, I don't know if the little war between her and Hannah has been resolved during the more than half a year of her absence. It's worth gossiping about in retrospect.
Taylor gritted his teeth angrily and turned to Hotchner, who was a little confused. "Director Hotchner, can you accept it?"
"Sorry, the status of BAU team members is strict. Keep it confidential. I am responsible for all external affairs. This is my business card.”
JJ, wearing high heels and dressed in OL’s professional attire, walked quickly to the door and handed over a business card. Get in front of Taylor.
Although he had a smile on his face, his aura instantly overshadowed Taylor, who only wore light makeup today and appeared as a girl next door, intending to play the emotional card with Jack.
Seeing JJ coming to pick them up, Hotchner and Jack stood up to say goodbye. When passing by Taylor who looked sad, Jack winked at her.
"If you don't show up as a professional, I will hold a party at home tomorrow. Welcome to listen to the story."
Tyler is definitely not the only one who is curious. Anyway, it has been a long time since I had a party. Now, while the BAU team is not busy yet, let’s just hold a small party, and it’s time for everyone to keep in touch.
Of course it won’t work tonight. I have a date with two royal sisters. Besides, although the sequelae are not as serious as before, at this time, shouldn’t I pretend to be more serious?
While imagining how Zoe and Maureen would reward his great hero tonight, Jack did not notice the curious glances JJ cast at him from time to time.
Back at the FBI building, Jack and Hotchner received a hero's welcome from the others.
A shaky video is still playing repeatedly on Rhett's computer. This is the only live video circulating on the Internet.
It should have been taken with a mobile phone by a civilian at the scene who was more than 100 meters away and diagonally behind the two people and was not afraid of death.
Because it is too blurry, coupled with the angle and the obstruction by vehicles, people who do not know the two people very well will not be able to recognize them at all. This is probably the reason why this video was let go.
“In less than two hours, the playback volume of Youtu Turtle reached 500W, and many people are inquiring about the true identities of you two.”
"By the way, someone has already named Jack the Starbuck God of War."
Garcia, who came from the technology department to participate in the gossip, was very excited. As one of the earliest insiders, she has been helping to block online messages.
"Where's Hotchner?" Jack asked curiously. Judging from the video, Hotchner's performance was obviously more exciting. He looked unusually handsome while holding two guns and firing.
After all, ordinary people can't tell who completed the kill from this blurry and shaky video.
“The man with two guns and the man in a suit?” Rhett lowered his head and scrolled through the comments under the video. This tacky nickname made Hotchner, who was used to having a poker face, frown.
Please give me some monthly votes, even if you let me go to the bottom of the monthly vote list. There are fewer and fewer new collections added every day.
(End of this chapter)