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

"It looks like someone has stolen my partner."

Seeing Jack and Harry leaving the surveillance apartment talking and laughing, Gibson, who was parking his car on the roadside, couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Your partner will be back with you in two days at most." Jack pretended to be "sad".

The surveillance operation was officially declared a failure. Just now, news came from the CIA workstation in Rome that Juno Skinner was suspected to have appeared there.

After the two got in the car, Gibson started his GMC Canyon pickup truck with an expression of an old worker on his face. "We just happened to have two days off. How about going to the bar for a drink tonight?"

Harry nodded before Jack could refuse, "Good idea, let's thank Jack for saving Jessie in New Mexico."

"So what happened?" Gibson said, scratching his head. "Why can't I know?"

Harry patted his partner's shoulder and said earnestly, "Believe me, you don't want to know."

Gibson uttered a disdainful "tsk" and was about to turn the car around, but Harry stopped him, "Take Pennsylvania Avenue and drop me off when you pass Lafayette Square."

"What's wrong?" Gibson asked curiously.

"I missed the birthday cake that Helen prepared for me a few days ago, which disappointed her, so I wanted to treat her to lunch at noon as a surprise."

"Then what should I do?" Gibson showed an "injured" expression again.

"How about I treat you to lunch?" Jack suggested. The Helen Harry was referring to was obviously his wife, Jessie's mother, Helen Tasker.

"Okay." Although he is also an old man in his 40s like Harry, Gibson has a very cheerful personality. However, the two of them have complementary personalities as partners.

“I remember there was a delicious food truck near the square.”

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"So apart from burritos and hamburgers, there are no other kinds of street fast food in this country, right?" Jack frowned as he looked at the fast food truck that Gibson mentioned tasted good. The main dish of this truck was still the Mexican tacos he was familiar with.

"Give me a little of each sauce." Gibson gave the stall owner a strange look at Jack. "The fried noodles near Chinatown are pretty good, but aren't these the only things you can have for lunch?"

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Jack waved his hand, ordered a chicken wrap for himself and paid the bill.

The two men leaned against the car and ate and talked. Gibson tried to ask Jack in a roundabout way what had happened in New Mexico.

Just when Jack was considering whether to make up a decent story to fool people, he saw Harry, who had excitedly walked into the law firm across the street before, now walking across the street with his head down like a zombie.

"Hey! Wait, asshole!" Gibson rushed over and helped Harry over, and cursed the driver of a passing car who braked suddenly and honked his horn impatiently.

Jack balled up the chicken roll wrapper and threw it into the trash can, then leaned in and asked, "What happened?"

Harry frowned and kept his head down without saying anything. Gibson suddenly had an idea. "It's Helen, right? What happened to Helen?"

"Helen. Helen Helen she." Harry looked breathless, which made his partner Gibson extremely anxious.

"Helen, she's cheating on her husband." Harry looked as if he had just heard that the end of the world was about to come.

"Haha!" Gibson heaved a sigh of relief and hugged Harry, laughing out loud, "Welcome, buddy, welcome to the club."

Harry was in a state of self-doubt, muttering to himself, "How could this happen?"

"This is normal, everyone thinks this kind of thing will never happen to them." Gibson seemed to have finally found a comrade, "Remember when my second wife also cheated on me?

I didn’t believe it until I came home one day and found the house was completely emptied. She even took the beer from the fridge.”

"What kind of woman is so perverted that she won't even leave a bottle of beer?"

However, before he could finish, Harry pushed him away, still muttering, "That's Helen. How could she..."

"Listen Harry, Helen still loves you, she's just tired of you and wants to change her bed partner, that's nothing, just bear with it and it will pass."

Gibson's words made Jack, who was listening in embarrassment, frown. How could this be so comforting? Was this the European and American version of "If you want to live a decent life, you have to have a little cheating on you"?

Sure enough, the next second he was pressed against the car by the furious Harry, "Shut up, are you my friend or not!"

The two middle-aged men kept staring at each other in this posture on the street for a long time. Only after they were sure that their partners had calmed down did Gibson ask with a dry smile.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Then who do you think is to blame? She is a woman, and you are never at home when she needs a man. It is only a matter of time."

"Ahem!" Feeling that there was a risk of being watched by others, Jack had to cough lightly to interrupt the "communication" between the two. "Although it's a little early now, I think you can find a bar to chat slowly."

-

who I am? Where am I? What am I doing?

Looking at the two drunk middle-aged men in front of him, Jack felt overwhelmed and extremely annoyed about his suggestion a few hours ago.

He had roughly heard the whole story. Unlike real FBI agents, the identities of "Omega" agents were strictly confidential.

Therefore, not only her daughter Jessie, but also Helen Tasker was unaware of her husband's real job.

She has been working as an ordinary clerk in a law firm for decades. The couple's life cannot be said to be dull, but it is indeed uneventful.

The following story is just like what happens at the same time between ordinary couples in other parts of the world. The husband, who rarely stays at home all year round, suddenly wants to give a surprise to his wife who has been with him for more than 20 years when he has some free time.

However, when Harry walked into the law firm's large office and came to Helen's workstation, he unexpectedly heard her talking on the phone with a man named Simon.

Later, Harry heard key words such as "mysterious boyfriend", "handsome guy", and "noon tryst" in the conversation between Helen and a gossipy female colleague and best friend.

The result is that Jack now has two drunks around him, Harry who is "emotionally hurt" and his good friend Gibson who comforts him.

After drinking a few glasses of lemonade, casting a healing spell on himself, and going to the bathroom to make sure that the alcohol in his body had been metabolized, Jack finally managed to get the two drunks into the car and drove to the door of the house he had visited a few days ago.