King's Back

The landlady watched as Jackson and Harry were taken away by the police. She felt very anxious, but she can't do anything about it.

She felt guilty. After all, they were taken away because they save her.

She had forgotten Jackson flirting with her, and now she just wanted him to come back safe and sound.

It took about ten minutes for them to arrive at the police station.

Jackson and Harry were taken to the interrogation room.

The room was only a few square meters, with a small window above the wall. The room was a bit dark with a monitor in the corner.

As soon as they arrived at the interrogation room, Harry voluntarily pulled up a chair for Jackson to sit down and helped Jackson to relax his back and legs.

“Jackson, don't worry. Just take a statement and we'll be out of here in a minute.”

Jackson was in no hurry. Dolcie won't leave during the day anyway, as long as he went back to Dolcy Corporate before he got off work.

“By the way, Jackson, do you smoke?” Harry remembered that Jackson smoked, so he looked for the cigarette in his pockets, but he forgot to bring a cigarette today.

Thereupon he walked to the door, and said to the police obsequiously, “Officer, do you have cigarette? Could you lend me one?”

The officer knew that Jackson had just hit four thugs, but he seemed to be at odds with the captain, so he was taken back to the station.

But knowing that these two people acted heroically saving the lady, the police gave them two cigarettes.

Harry said thank you and trotted over to light it for Jackson. When Jackson just took a puff, with a bang, the door opened and Sara walked in proudly, followed by a recording officer.

“Miss Sara, come on, how do you do. We meet again” Jackson gave a playful laugh.

Sara was grateful to Jackson for helping her crack the drug trafficking case.

But the better Jackson acted, the more she suspected Jackson was involved in the killing.

How could a young driver be so strong? He must be hiding some secrets.

A sense of mission and responsibility made Sara even more curious about Jackson.

be frivolous.

seriously. Instead, he cast a glance over her body and said in all seriousness, “Officer Sara, I advise you not to get angry so easily. Women have several special days every month. Being angry often leads

What?

looked at each other. Was Miss Sara having her period? No wonder

was wrong. How did this guy know that Miss Sara was

her face suddenly

you dare talk nonsense. This is the police

worked too hard and bled

walk with a limp, so you’d better go back to rest for a month, or

not like

cops can testify that Sara's left leg was injured on duty the previous two days, and she didn’t

really knew Miss Sara.

about this mess. Get down to business. What

rested on her hips,

Sara's breasts were bigger than those of the landlady, and it was so

Sara, your breasts are too big for this job, which increases

at Sara’s breasts and nodded in

They've already seen that. This guy's words were so poisonous

eyes were wide open, and her depressed mood was completely detonated

was a child, she dreamed of being a policeman with

her breasts developed too well, and made it too eye-catching, so it was very inconvenient whether it was arresting fugitives or wearing police

wanted was

her private affair all along, but Jackson said

Jackson, you mean to go against me, right? So, I'm

punched her fist against

The monitor is

for beating someone in the interrogation

moved around the table, and wanted to

here, don't hurt

forward and stood in front of Jackson with a righteous look on his

show himself. If he behaved well, Jackson would accept

“Get out of here.”

Harry aside, then reached over and grabbed