Chapter 1019 The Sheriff with a Gangster Tattoo
"Perhaps, it doesn't seem that bad?" John opened the door, and what greeted them was a long-legged girl with a netted pattern and a hot blonde beauty. He was sitting astride the herringbone ladder, hanging holiday lights on the ribbon.
"Hey, handsome guys, are you lost?"
As soon as the blonde beauty lowered her head, she met Jack's gaze, with a flash of surprise and a little cunning in her eyes, and suddenly her feet felt weak. , let out an exclamation and fell diagonally from the ladder.
Jack subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it. The warm and fragrant soft jade fell into his arms. What caught his eye was a low-neck sweater and a tight little leather skirt. The scenery exposed was infinitely beautiful. A cute "Hello Kitty" was greeting him playfully. .
"I think I should take back my previous complaint. The welcome in Detroit is still very warm."
"I thought a handsome guy like you would be a gentleman." The blonde beauty stretched out her hand and pulled the hem of her skirt. Hiding the pink "Hello Kitty", the other hand was still around Jack's neck.
Her voice is magnetic and slightly hoarse, but she is a beauty with a smoky voice.
"I also thought that a mature woman like you would choose seductive underwear." Jack grinned and put her on the ground.
The blonde snorted softly and raised her collar, "Am I the youngest?"
Judging from the makeup, she does look more mature. The flaming red lips and smoky eyes make her look charming. However, judging from the skin texture, this girl is only 27 or 28 years old. She is definitely not Over thirty.
Jack was almost knocked unconscious by the ripples caused by her action. He subconsciously looked away and looked into the hall, only to find that there was no one inside. He laughed and changed the subject.
"Is Chief Ronick here?"
"Who are you? Today is the last day of Police Station 13. There shouldn't be any guests here." The blonde beauty Don't answer the question.
John, who was watching the show, handed over a document, "We are from Los Angeles. I am Officer John Nolan. I was ordered to come to provide support. He is my friend, uh."< br>
John didn't know how to introduce Jack's identity for a while. It seemed inappropriate to directly mention the FBI, which could easily cause misunderstandings or unnecessary associations.
"Jack Tavole, John's friend. I was just going back to New York from Los Angeles, so I stopped by to have a look. I have never been to Detroit."
Jack randomly found one. Reason, but he does have plans to visit the city, but currently it seems that he won't be able to do it today at least, as a snowstorm is coming soon.
The blonde beauty's beautiful eyes with black eyeliner suddenly widened. She took the file and read it quickly, and then let out an exclamation.
"Oh my god, you must have offended some big shot after being seconded for a week. You must know that this police station will cease to exist tomorrow."
"Maybe, anyway, the order from above requires us to report to Police Station No. 13 first, and then wait for further arrangements after helping to close this place."
Although the furnishings in the house are old, the heating is still quite good. Satisfied, John took off his thick trench coat, revealing the LAPD uniform underneath. Jack didn't take off his clothes in a hurry, but also unbuttoned the trench coat.
"OK, at least we will have a happy time tonight."
The blonde beauty said and winked at the two of them, stretched out her hands to show them the room. Holiday decorations, and then made an invitation gesture, "Believe me, we will have a lot of fun."
John laughed twice when he heard this. They still don't know what this person's name is, they just Neng raised the document in his hand. "We are looking forward to this, but where is Chief Ronick? I still need his signature on this document to confirm."
"He just went to the evidence room downstairs with Jasper. I'll call him later." The blonde beauty was about to turn around, but as if she thought of something, she turned and winked at the two of them.
“I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Alice.”
Looking at Alice’s graceful figure disappearing into the stairwell, Jack smiled at John, “It doesn’t look like I need to accompany you. You've been here for a week."
When Alice appeared in front of Jack and John again, she was followed by two uniformed police officers, an old man with silver hair and a gray beard. He looked like a young man in his early 30s.
"Chief Ronick? Happy New Year." John recognized the name tags on their chests and took the initiative to extend his hand to the young man.
"Happy New Year, Officer Nolan." The young police chief shook hands with John enthusiastically, and turned to Jack, who opened his windbreaker to reveal a white shirt and black suit, with some confusion in his eyes, "Federal agent?"
Jack was also observing the other person, and his eyes just glanced at the tattoo on his wrist, with the same confusion in his eyes. Although he was not very familiar with Detroit, he could still distinguish the subtle differences between gang tattoos and military tattoos. of.
"Jack Tavole, FBI, is on vacation and is also John's former colleague. This time he stopped by to see this 'car city'."
Jack extended his hand After shaking hands with Chief Ronick, the old police officer holding a cardboard box took out a bottle of whiskey that was dirty and full of old ash, and showed it to Alice mysteriously.
"Guess what Ronick and I found in the evidence room? A bottle of Irish whiskey that is at least 40 years old, just as a gift to welcome new friends."
"This won't be your first time that year. The evidence that was hidden when the criminal was caught?" Alice teased.
"How is that possible? Things from the Civil War period have been destroyed long ago." The old police officer Jasper grinned and made a fool of himself.
After everyone finished their greetings, the young chief, who seemed out of place with the old police station that was about to die, nodded slightly to John, and then continued to look at Jack.
"If Agent Tavole doesn't mind, I have some nice coffee beans left in my office upstairs."
Knowing that he wanted to chat with him privately, Jack smiled back, "Just call me Jack, it's an honor."
Hearing his words, the beautiful female police officer Alice felt as if she had just Only then did he discover something extraordinary, "Wow, there are actually two Jacks here. It seems we need to give one of them a nickname."
The police sergeant and police officer whose full name is Jack Roenicke The director coughed slightly, interrupting her divergent thinking.
“Alice, find a desk for Officer Nolan. Although I don’t know why the higher-ups sent people here on the last day, it can at least make this hellish place look less so in the last days. Deserted.”
Listen. Upon hearing the instructions from her director, Alice rolled her eyes and pursed her red lips, "Okay, boss, although according to regulations, we can't close until midnight, all the alarm calls have been forwarded to other places, and computers and firearms have also been transferred to other places. All moved.
So why not close the door now? We started the New Year party early! ”
(End of this chapter)