At midnight, all villa-style houses that should have appeared in Los Angeles were hidden in the darkness. At this time, the brightest thing in the whole city was the highways under the street lights and the city streets intersected like spider webs. The traffic lines were spread like blood vessels on every inch of land in Los Angeles. The cars passing by with lights on seemed to be blood in the blood vessels, providing supplies to the whole city.▲∴▲∴,

This is a beautiful city, but when the bird's eye lens is adjusted to a personal perspective, a lot of garbage will appear on the streets after the festival. These broken pumpkin lanterns, torn masks, beer cans, paper holes, and paper-packed cups and noodle boxes are all thrown on the side of the road, as if they are used up and don't want to take a look at them even more - Du-Leis.

On weekends, they drove a police car and patrolled slowly. Their task was to prevent people from getting drunk and causing trouble on Halloween nights. This was a person who needed to concentrate. However, the weekend seemed extremely relaxed. There was no more f-punished or the Ministry of Internal Affairs chasing him and checking him. There were no more cases or clues. From now on, he could easily be a patrolman, taking Chekov, the bear, and wandering on the streets of the wandering area with laughter.

"Zhou, do you think we are very similar to those staff members who clean the streets in the early morning?" Chekov sat in the car and took out his cell phone and looked at it: "It's over."

Turning the front of the police car and preparing to end the busy weekend, he responded: "We? We are quite similar. We clean the streets every day, and no one knows how much dirt there is in the alley behind the street." He drove towards the Western Conference in the opposite direction and continued with an unprecedented attitude: "What if he doesn't matter, no one can clean the whole world with the power of one person. Why don't you think of some easier things?"

When Chekov heard the word relaxation, he glanced at the time again: "Then why not have a drink? Anyway, those who work overnight today can rest tomorrow."

On this night without gunfire, without chasing, and without any worries, I couldn’t think of any reason to refuse on the weekend: “Why not?”

The police car drove to the police station, and then a BMW and a blue raptor drove out of the police station parking lot. Finally, they parked the car at the bar where the police officers in the Western Division went to the favorite.

This time, the weekend was not as hurry as last time, but this time he didn't go to see the name of the bar. On the weekend, he just needed to know that there was a wine sale here. That was enough.

"Hey, Zhou."

An acquaintance in the western part of the bar greeted him when he pushed the door open and waved at the source of the sound. On weekends, when the weekend was originally planned to sit next to the bar, a very cute little Teddy ran out of the bar. The puppy seemed to be very excited to see the person who had just come in, shaking his tail and turning around the weekends.

The dog is named Parbi, and it is the bar owner's beloved dog.

"hi." On the weekend, he squatted down and picked up the puppy, and the bar owner gave him a friendly look.

Black Carl joked at the bar at the weekend: "Zhou, why do you only want to hold a dog when the big beauty from the 77th Block Branch came to us?"

Only then did I find that Leonova was sitting in the deck seat next to it were Carl and some old foxes from the Western Conference. These guys who usually distinguish the bars according to their skin color rarely got together after she appeared.

Leonova seemed to be used to this kind of occasion, and pretended to be smirked without any anger and said, "Thank you, Carl, you are the first one to compare me with a dog."

She walked towards Zhouzhao while withdrawing from the pack of people's booths: "Chou. Meet again."

"Why are you here?" weekend responded with a smile.

Leonova looked at Teddy in her hand over the weekend and said, "Preston said that the police force was not enough. After Halloween, Christmas will appear one by one on Thanksgiving, and Valentine's Day. Therefore, the superiors drew some people from other branches to help temporarily in the Western Division. When the newcomers arrive next year, we will be transferred back. Not only am I here, but the Hills, North Hollywood, and West Hollywood Police Stations have sent people here."

"I just came over one step ahead to find out the situation. I will follow you tomorrow. In the next few months, my jurisdiction will be next to your jurisdiction."

No need to ask. The culprit who caused the tightness of the Western Conference was standing next to him on the weekend. If Chekov hadn't sent the four policemen directly to the hospital, he and Leonova would have never met.

Leonova said: "But I found out that your branch seemed to be lacking estrogen, so I followed Carl into the bar. A group of guys in uniform surrounded me, and I doubted whether I had been caught in the law enforcement of Mexico's territory."

That second, when I turned my head to see Carl on the weekend, I found that the other party was sending a code to wink at him...

The weekend that was completely relaxed and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to them, they're just a bunch of bastards."

If it were normal, this sentence would probably anger everyone who mixed the two skin colors, but in places like bars, no one thinks that they are saying these words seriously on the weekend, but they are waiting for the follow-up to the weekend.

Ignore the police on the weekend and reached out to hand Teddy over and said, "Do you want to hug me?"

Teddy turned her head and looked at the beauty in front of her, lowered her head and leaned over her nose. Leonova was ready to reach out: "Okay."

An interesting thing happened. Over the weekend, he threw Teddy in his hand on the ground and reached out to give Leonova a hug!

Leonova didn't react at all. She realized that this was a joke when she was hugged on the weekend. She laughed first with a "puff".

“wow!”

Everyone, including Chekov, exclaimed. On the weekend of completely relaxing, they played a American-style joke with Leonova. When he let go of Leonova, he took the initiative to walk to Carl and sat down and said, "I am a bastard too, Leo, welcome to the bastard's house."

At that moment, the atmosphere of the bar became hot with cheers and laughter. Carl handed over a bottle of beer in the ice bucket on the table and said, "Beautiful."

Chekov also squeezed into the team, and he liked the atmosphere at this moment.

Then, I got up on the weekend and pulled Leonova over: "Hey, this is just a joke, don't be idle for so long."

Leonova took a look at the weekend that gave her a special hug, picked up the wine glass and said, "Toast the Bastard House."

"Home to the bastard."

In the bar, those who were responsible for leading the atmosphere were replaced by another group. On the weekend, they felt the ease after completely relaxing as those people left. They whispered in the booth, and were humming classic country music casually. It was the first time that the weekend was the atmosphere regulator, as the first time they raised the beer in their hands and said: "To all the new people." Then everyone raised their glasses and responded.

This would never happen if I first came to the West on the weekend, but now... after the Cecil Hotel serial case and the streets of New Mexico, Carl's old qualifications acknowledged his status with a smile.
Chapter completed!