Reborn: The Rookie Detective Chapter 16 16: 16-Warning

The next few weeks were very uneventful for the Wilshire Police Departnt. Tim Bradford's addict wife Isabella was sent to the hospital due to a drug overdose. At least 1kg of high-purity drugs were found in the room where she and her current live-in boyfriend lived.

Since she was originally a DEA agent, she would definitely die if her identity was exposed in prison, so she had no choice but to accept the DEA's conditions and beco an undercover agent again. The DEA wanted to dig out the entire drug trafficking network through clues from her live-in boyfriend.

It was difficult for Jack to understand Tim's naive thoughts that day. He was so optimistic that he actually thought about sending his wife to rehab after solving this matter, and wanted to reunite his broken family. He really wanted to beat him up and tell him loudly: give up, that girl Lucy is your real destiny.

Nolan, however, was in for a major misfortune. One day, while patrolling the streets, he and Talia Bishop encountered two ard robbers robbing a small supermarket. Bishop subdued one of them, and Nolan chased the other into a house, eventually having to shoot and kill the resisting robber in a second-floor bedroom.

Although there was body cara footage, the victim's brother filed a formal complaint against Nolan, forcing the Internal Affairs Departnt to intervene, and Nolan received a week of administrative leave.

Because Nolan was still a rookie in her internship, and his training officer Bishop wasn't around at the ti, the Internal Affairs Departnt subjected him to rigorous questioning. Coupled with the psychological stress of his first shooting, Jack, realizing the situation was serious, had to take Nolan to visit Maureen.

That evening, Jack invited Lucy, and the three t again at the bar.

"How did you manage to recover so quickly after shooting twice? Was I too emotional?" Nolan asked Jack, puzzled.

Jack glanced sheepishly at Lucy, thinking, 'You two have broken up, I can't teach you how to sleep with a girl.'

"Or rather, what you're actually most worried about is your career, right? You finally decided to start over in middle age, but you're being questioned for simply following procedures, making you doubt your choice?" Jack tried to use his basic psychology skills.

Nolan shook his head: "I'm not that fragile. I just feel that person didn't deserve to die. Was I too hasty in shooting? Maybe I could have subdued him without shooting. That kid was so young; he might have just acted on impulse."

"Hey!" Lucy, who was nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him on the shoulder: "I don't want to attend your funeral. Thinking like that will kill you."

"The police are part of the state's violent machinery. We are all tools used by the ruling class to maintain their class interests. If you don't even have that much self-awareness, then becoming a cop is a real mistake."

Seeing their confused looks, Jack shrugged: "Never mind."

"Didn't you major in psychology? Why are you so fluent in political jargon?" Nolan asked, puzzled.

Jack shook his head, intending to gloat onto the power of system.

Just then, a hot beer girl swayed her cat-like steps and brought over three bottles of beer, leaving a napkin with a phone number on it on Nolan's table as she left.

"Wow!" Lucy's expression instantly beca quite interesting, and she teased sourly, "First ti seeing a badge bunny, you better watch out."

'She really still has feelings for him. I Rember how those two looked down on when they broke up last ti?'

Jack called Lucy over tonight to comfort John, not to see them rekindle their romance. If sothing really happened and they both got fired, the whole situation would be ssed up, and he'd be bored to death alone in the Wilshire Police Departnt.

Thinking of this, he slapped his waistband: "Maybe not. I didn't hide my badge either. I think she's into older n like you, right?"

"Shut up!" Lucy angrily threw a fry at him. The three laughed and joked for a while, then started talking about Tim and his wife. It seed common knowledge that undercover agents weren't treated like human beings, often facing the double pressure of being suspected by their own people. Examples like Isabella, who went undercover in a drug den and unfortunately beca an addict herself, were countless.

Jack vaguely rembered that Lucy later participated in undercover training, but since *The Rookie* hadn't ended before he ti-traveled, he didn't know her fate. However, since the topic had co up, he deliberately steered the conversation towards so of the less-than-ideal aspects of the police force, a way of preemptively defusing potential problems. He figured that once Tim and his wife broke up, Lucy could happily beco Tim's bickering partner.

Besides Nolan, Jack's favorite character in the show was Tim. This veteran was loyal and compassionate, strong on the outside but soft on the inside, always longing for a complete family.

Today, the three of them went out drinking, but only Jack drove his Chevrolet, so he didn't dare drink too much. After the party, he first took Lucy back to her apartnt, then took Nolan back to his newly bought house.

Watching Nolan stagger into the house, Jack turned to go ho. His headlights swept across a black Mazda parked on the side of the road, and a fleeting figure inside made him feel uneasy.

It was already past 10 p.m., and John's new house was a detached villa, with the nearest neighbor only a couple hundred ters away, making the Mazda particularly suspicious.

Jack pretended nothing had happened, drove normally for three or four hundred ters, then, seeing no cars on the road, turned off his headlights, turned around, and slowly drove back. He simultaneously dialed John's number, but there was no answer. After a mont's thought, he imdiately made a second call to 911, giving his badge number and requesting backup from nearby night patrol officers.

He was off duty, not in uniform, and had no authority to arbitrarily search suspicious vehicles on the roadside. Plus, he had been drinking, so to avoid trouble, it was better to have more witnesses.

Just as he hung up the call with 911, Nolan called back: "I was just taking a shower, what's up, Jack? Did I leave sothing in your car?"

"Grab your gun, you might have guests."

At that mont, Jack's Chevrolet was already close to the Mazda, less than 20 ters away head-on. He suddenly turned on his high beams and was shocked to find the car empty. He quickly warned John on the phone: "Be careful, they might have already gone inside. Take cover. I'll be at your door in a minute, be careful not to accidentally shoot anyone."