The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol

But Jack then thought about it, if he were the person he was before time travel, his performance wouldn't be any better than him.

It is said that people's thinking and personality will be fixed in middle age. Now it seems that after experiencing countless setbacks, they finally realized that they are not the protagonist of this world and have no choice but to accept their fate.

No wonder so many people like to read reborn novels in the past life, and put themselves into the role of the reborn protagonist, killing everyone, doing whatever they want, hugging each other, every day.

Thinking back to when I first came to this world, I could say that I was extremely cautious. When bullied by gangsters, I could only resist the urge to fight back. As my strength gradually increased, my interactions with various protagonists in this world deepened. , and his personality began to show off.

At least I couldn't do anything like going to the toilet with someone in my previous life.

Could it be that this is the legendary old man's teenage madness?

A song with a tingling electric sound sounded in the room, waking up Jack who was immersed in his own thoughts. When he looked up, Paul was playing with an old-fashioned radio on the wall.

Seeing Rachel lying on the bed and Jack looking down at him and not knowing what he was thinking, they all looked at him. Paul subconsciously shrank back and explained weakly.

"I just wanted to try to hear a Beatles song. Their songs can bring me comfort. When I had a cold in the past, my mother would always sing the Beatles' "Rocky Coon" to me."

Jack smiled and sat next to him, put a hand on his shoulder, and comforted, "You should try to sleep for a while. You look very bad. I know you were so scared last night that you didn't sleep all night."

He has also heard the song "Loki Raccoon", which tells an absurd western story. The foul-mouthed Rocket Raccoon in Marvel's "Guardians of the Galaxy" is a tribute to this song.

"That's because I saw you beat out one man's bones, and he also gouged out another man's eyes." Paul still looked frightened.

Reacher stood up from the bed nonchalantly, "They started it first."

"They might kill me as soon as I get out." Paul continued the topic he was interrupted before, but was immediately interrupted by the guard's knock on the door.

Rachel walked to the door and took three dinner plates from the small window under the door. There wasn't much in them, just a sandwich and a little beans as a side dish.

After handing the plates to Jack and Paul respectively, Rachel devoured them. Jack ate not too slowly. He didn't eat anything last night, and with the warm-up exercise just now, he was already starving.

Paul had no appetite and indicated that he could give up his share to them.

Reacher unceremoniously split his sandwich in half and handed half of it to Jack.

"Are you important to them?" Reacher asked while eating. He seemed to finally be interested in this matter.

Paul hesitated for a moment and nodded solemnly, "Very important."

"Then you will be fine, but now someone has died, which means those people are starting to get nervous. Once things continue to deteriorate, that will be a real disaster."

Feeling that there was something wrong with Reacher's reasoning, Jack, who was sitting with Paul, shook his head.

"No, he is already in trouble. Those people are not here for you or me. The person they want to kill is Paul."

Seeing both of them looking at him in surprise, Jack continued to explain.

"The instructions they received should be to deal with people wearing glasses. Originally, only Paul was wearing glasses, but then you snatched a pair of punk sunglasses, so they were a little confused in the shower room just now."

"Maybe the fat pig at the beginning was just preparing to give him a warning, but for some reason, the people behind him were instructed to kill Paul. Maybe the situation outside has changed. I guess, you guys will have to kill him soon." out."

Feeling that what Jack said made sense, Reacher nodded, "I don't care about this. I will leave here when I get out of prison. There are undercurrents and dangers in Margrave. I don't want to be implicated."

Jack said in his heart that this is not up to you. Your only relative in this world is in my hands. I will ask you to come to me later to repay your kindness.

Seeing that Paul was still silent and cowardly, Jack didn't think about what to say. After all, they had only known each other for less than a day, so it was unrealistic to expect them to tell everything immediately and seek help from the two of them.

Fortunately, just as he had guessed, prison guards came less than an hour after lunch, and all three were acquitted.

Although he only stayed in prison for less than a day, when Jack stood outside the high wall and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside, he still felt relaxed from the inside out.

Even though he entered the prison on his own initiative, the feeling of being deprived of his freedom was still not wonderful. He never wanted to experience this depressing atmosphere again.

"My wife is here to pick me up." Paul pointed to a luxury car with a Jaguar logo not far away.

"Thank you for protecting me inside. I urgently need to deal with some things now. If it is convenient, I would like to treat you to a meal later."

After speaking, he looked at the two of them expectantly.

Rachel looked indifferent, "Don't look at me, I never use my phone."

Jack called out the number on the prepaid cell phone he'd given Finlay.

Watching Paul get in the car and leave, Jack turned to Rachel and asked, "What's the plan?"

Reacher touched the stubble on his chin, "Find a place to tidy up. Some bastard said I'm too sloppy. Then I'll rest in the town for one night and find a car to leave here tomorrow."

"Then let's go together. I have a car. You can give me a ride tomorrow."

Reacher was noncommittal, and the two were planning to find a means of transportation back to town when a police car slowly drove over and stopped in front of the two of them.

"I think a person with no money, no identity, and no car should need a ride."

A delicate little face peeked out from the open car window. It was the female police officer named Rosko, and there was a plastic file bag containing the money and belongings that were confiscated when Reacher entered the police station.

"This is a video from two days ago, sent by the long-distance bus company." Rosko took out his mobile phone and showed Reacher the video above.

"Given that you had a strong alibi, you were acquitted."

Seeing Reacher's gaze turned to Jack, Rosko rolled her eyes in a good-looking way, "This guy's wanted order was withdrawn. It was said that the plaintiff couldn't bear the pain of the little baby in jail, so he withdrew the lawsuit."

As she spoke, she made a vomiting expression to show her disdain for a certain scumbag.

Jack was almost so angry that he smoked. He had to continue to put on a playful expression on his face. He really couldn't do anything to Justin's eldest sister. He had to coax him back. After all, he would need this computer expert in the future. There is still plenty of time.