Early morning.

Police Detective Bureau.

A black Toyota drove into the police station parking lot.

Xiao Hei pulled on the handbrake, took the passenger's backpack and prepared to get out of the car. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a gray seven-series BMW driving next to him.

Xiao Hei looked down at his car again and rolled his eyes, "You annoying little rookie."

After a while, the door of the BMW's cab opened and Jackson stepped out of the car. Xiao Hei was about to say hello when he suddenly froze.

The passenger door also opened, and Jenny walked out of the passenger compartment.

"I bought it!" Xiao Hei showed an exaggerated expression, "Jenny, why did you come in Diamondback's car?"

Jackson said dissatisfied, "Marcus, I have a name."

"I know, rookie.

But why did you come together?"

Jenny said, "We are roommates now."

"Wow...you guys live together?" Xiao Hei pointed at Jackson and then at Jenny, showing a playful smile.

Jenny knew what he was thinking, "It's really just roommates. Jackson is looking for a house, and I happened to be looking for someone to share the rent, so I rented one of the rooms to him."

"Is it that simple?" Xiao Hei asked in a questioning tone.

"Yes, it's that simple. Is there any problem?" Jenny said calmly.

"OK, congratulations you guys, hehe." Xiao Hei gave a bad laugh and went upstairs.

Looking at Xiao Hei's background, Jackson showed a helpless look, "If this big mouth saw it, it means the entire police station knows about it."

"Jackson, we should insist on being ourselves, why should we care about the comments from the outside world, as long as we have a clear conscience.

It's a fact that we live together, there's no need to hide it.

And don’t forget, this is the police detective bureau.”

Jackson was a little discouraged, "You're right, I just didn't expect it to be so fast."

"The captain already knew it yesterday. As for Marcus... just ignore him." Jenny smiled.

Ignored, Marcus ran into the office at a sprint speed of 100 meters, grinning widely, "Guess who I just saw?"

Matthew was looking down at the computer, Raymond didn't respond, and neither Luke nor the deputy team was there.

Xiao Hei was wondering, he clearly saw Luke's Mercedes, but why was there no one there?

"Where's Luke?"

Matthew raised his head and pointed to the captain's office, "The captain is in the office."

…

Inside the captain's office.

Luke is wiping the table with a rag.

The table was not dirty, but he still wanted to wipe it, which was a familiar process.

Luke was promoted to acting squadron leader. In addition to changes in salary and benefits, he also received his own independent office.

This feels great.

From now on, we can fish openly and openly.

Luke wiped down all the items in the office, which was also a familiar process.

The entire office is about ten square meters, and the furnishings are very simple, including desks and chairs, computers, sofas, filing cabinets and water dispensers.

This is a small independent space, and Luke will be free to do whatever he wants in the future.

After packing up his personal belongings, Luke sat on the office chair. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that this chair was much more comfortable than the chairs outside.

Luke glanced at the clock on the wall. It happened to be nine:05 in the morning. Although Susan had left, he planned to keep some good rules, such as the morning meeting.

Many people don't like meetings, but the police industry has certain particularities. It not only requires teamwork, but also timely sharing of information.

Luke walked out of the office holding a dossier that required additional evidence and greeted everyone, "Everyone, it's time for the morning meeting."

Everyone came to the conference room, and Luke sat at the head of the conference table. This feeling was still very different.

Xiao Hei sat at the bottom. To be honest, this was his first time sitting here. "Where is the deputy team? Why didn't you see him?"

"The deputy team leader asked for leave today." Luke responded calmly. Although the deputy team leader is older, he rarely asks for leave.

However, he could probably guess what the old man was thinking.

…

South Los Angeles, Suter Park.

An old man with white hair was carrying a box and walking on the path by the river, feeling a little absent-minded.

There were many people fishing by the river. The white-haired old man would take a look when he passed by. After walking a while, the old man stopped, looked at the river, and put down the box in his hand.

He opened the lid of the box, took out the folding bench and sat down, then took out the fishing gear and slowly assembled it.

This old man is Vincent, the deputy captain of the Robbery and Murder Division.

"Hey..." Vincent sighed, feeling a little suffocated.

He has been a police officer for more than 40 years, and he is still only a deputy in the police force. Luke, that brat, could be considered his grandson, but he is riding on his head.

To say that I have no opinions is certainly unrealistic.

He also knows that the possibility of being promoted at his age is extremely small, and even if he is promoted, it will not mean much. Even if Luke is not the captain, a new captain may be transferred from outside.

But I understand, but there is still some gap in my heart.

If a person can always be rational, it only means that you don't care. Once you encounter something you care about, you will still have emotional fluctuations.

Today is Luke's first official day on the job, and the deputy team chose to go fishing.

He felt that this would help him feel calmer and avoid being unable to control his emotions and causing trouble for Luke.

In short, this is good for everyone.

Vincent's fishing skills are not very good. He has been busy all his life and doesn't have much time to fish. It took him a long time to hang the bait and throw the hook into the river.

Looking at the calm lake, he felt that his emotions were gradually calming down.

"Hey, the hook is bitten." A man's voice came from the upper reaches of the river.

Vincent turned around and saw an old Mexican man standing up, holding the fishing rod with both hands and retrieving the fishing line.

It looks like I caught a fish.

The old Mexican man even turned to look at Vincent.

In Vincent's eyes, it's just a naked show off. How can this be tolerated?

Isn't it just catching a fish? It seems like no one can do it.

Not to be outdone, Vincent started fishing with all his heart.

After a while, the float suddenly sank. Vincent pulled the lever and shouted, "Fish caught!"

Vincent pulled up the fishing rod and caught a palm-sized fish. Although it was a little small, it was better than nothing.

Vincent threw the small fish into the basket, put the bait again, and swung the fishing rod into the river.

Vincent glanced at the old Mexican man and muttered secretly, "It's even."

As time passed, Vincent caught two more fish, but they were not very big.

The old Mexican man over there also caught two fish. Although the two old men did not communicate, there was a vague feeling of competition.

"Hey, baby, come over to daddy."

The old Mexican man stood up and grabbed the fishing rod hard. It seemed that he had caught another fish.

"Fuck!" Vice Captain Vincent was a little depressed, why was he always faster than himself.

"Ouch..."

The old Mexican man yelled, his hands seemed to have been burned, he threw away the fishing rod, rolled and crawled towards the distance, shouting as he ran,

"God, what the hell is that!"

"The old guy ran pretty fast." The deputy team member was a little confused as to what he had seen, and was so frightened that he threw away the fishing rod.

The old Mexican man ran so far away that he could no longer be seen.

Vincent was a little curious, so he walked over and looked on the river, but didn't find anything?

Then, he picked up the fishing rod on the ground and pulled hard. It was very heavy, as if a big fish had bitten the hook, but it didn't feel like a fish.

The fishing line was difficult to retrieve, so the deputy team had to pull it up hard.

Gradually, an object surfaced on the water. Even though the deputy team member was mentally prepared, he was also startled.
To be continued...