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In the interconnected world of American TV series, we will experience the story through the eyes of the main character. As he will try to save those characters who died unexpectedly, and live through the twists and turns created by the creative minds of the screenwriters. Some popular shows like "The Rookie," "Jack Reacher," "Hunter," and "Person of Interest," as well as potential additions like "Knight Rider" and "Bones," might feature in this world. There might even be some thrilling police versus gangster dramas. However, apart from the protagonist's special ability, there are no supernatural elements involved. All the cases and storylines are crafted to serve the overarching narrative, and there may be some intriguing surprises along the way. Readers, please remember that this is all meant to be taken lightheartedly and not too seriously. /////// https://www.patreon.com/Lazy_Panda / (This is a Translation Work ) 美剧世界:从洛城巡警开始

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Chapter 8: The Protagonist Needs Some Healing

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Chapter 8: The Protagonist Needs Some Healing

As Jack was about to continue, Zoe gently pushed him away and asked in confusion, "Are you sure you're okay? Today, it was your first time shooting and killing a suspect, but now you seem more concerned about John."

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is for justice."

Zoe couldn't understand Chinese, so she restrained the tingling sensation in her body and questioned, "What are you saying?"

Jack sighed, propped his head with one hand, and looked at Zoe, "Don't worry, aside from feeling sickened by that gruesome scene after shooting, my belief in being a police officer remains unshaken. If a similar situation arises again, I will act even more decisively when pulling the trigger."

"God simply used my finger to execute justice, and that scum named Shelby forced himself into a dead end."

Zoe rubbed her forehead, "When you talk about this with the psychologist tomorrow, please don't phrase it like that. I'm afraid they might put remarks like 'suspected of using excessive force' in your file. Every year, many officers firmly believe in their own sense of justice and end up getting dismissed."

Jack nodded, but deep down, he disagreed. He had watched too many American TV shows like "Dexter," which had quite an audience. If he had the chance, he really wanted to visit the Miami Police Department to see if there was someone named Dexter Morgan working as a forensic expert.

What truly troubled him was the bullet that grazed past him today. In that moment of adrenaline rush, he felt no fear or panic. Instead, an uncontrollable excitement spread throughout his entire body.

He could vividly recall the scene—remaining calm while firing back from the car with an M16, getting out of the car to pursue, sneaking behind a tree, and squeezing the trigger only after getting Angela's approval.

At the moment when the criminal's head exploded in a spray of blood, it felt like every cell in his body was cheering. The pleasure of releasing his anger lasted until he broke the agreement and came to Zoe's home.

It was only when they were entangled in each other's arms that the restlessness gradually subsided. Perhaps Zoe thought that Jack sought comfort because it was his first time shooting someone. But only Jack knew that if he didn't come to Zoe, he might impulsively go out on the streets at night, seeking to massacre those gang members.

Was there some serious illness in this body? Why did his emotions react like those of an antisocial personality? Under the stimulation of adrenaline, shouldn't a normal person's vision narrow, breathing quicken, and hands shake like a Parkinson's patient when firing a gun?

Would he need to find a girl to vent every time he experienced danger? What if there were only men around? He had no idea if a psychologist could cure this problem.

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Psychologist Maureen Cahill had long black hair and black eyes, with thin lips that contrasted with the popular Western aesthetic. Coupled with her slender cheekbones, she exuded a unique intellectual charm.

Jack couldn't recall where he had seen this psychologist before in American TV shows, but he remembered the actress with this appearance. In "Fast & Furious," she played Jordana Brewster's character, Mia Toretto.

In his memory, this actress became extremely skinny after giving birth to two children and didn't look appealing at all. However, the current Maureen Caxil seemed to be around 30 years old and still had ample collagen in her face, making her captivating.

As if sensing someone's gaze, Dr. Cahill, who was browsing through Jack's thin file, raised her head and looked at him inquisitively. Jack nervously averted his eyes and examined the layout of the room.

The room wasn't large and had a simple design. A desk was placed against a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and in front of the desk, Jack sat on a sofa. A large coffee table stood in front of the sofa. On the left wall, two abstract paintings of unknown artists were hung, while the other side featured a glass cabinet displaying several sets of glass and ceramic tea sets.

A vase with a few bunches of roses was placed on the desk. The different varieties of roses made it clear that this beautiful psychologist had more than one admirer.

After Jack killed Shelby yesterday, the police union demanded mandatory psychological intervention for rookie officers. So, early in the morning, he came to the EAP counseling center. Although he felt like he had no problems, he didn't want to stand out and ended up unexpectedly seeing a familiar face.

"Can I call you Jack? Of course, you can call me Maureen. I prefer a more casual atmosphere." After flipping through Jack's thin file, Dr. Caxil adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, her actions both intelligent and elegant.

It's starting, it's starting. The alarm bells rang in Jack's mind. Psychology in his previous life wasn't as magical as portrayed in movies and TV shows, but who knew how it worked in this world? After all, he had never heard of a rookie police officer blowing a suspect's head off on their second day on the job at the LAPD in his previous life.

"Hello, Maureen. Please call me Jack. Please forgive my rudeness. You are the first psychologist I've met, and I didn't expect such a beautiful lady to..." Feeling that the more he explained, the worse it sounded, Jack just closed his mouth.

Fortunately, Maureen didn't mind. Instead, she took out a tea set and asked, "Would you like some tea? I'm quite fond of Cerulean Green Tea."

Jack's eyes lit up when he received the tea leaves from Maureen. Opening the canister, he found Biluochun tea from the southern china river. Memories inside him were already getting restless.

"May I try? This set is actually for Oolong tea, not quite suitable for steeping this type of green tea."

Maureen was somewhat surprised, gesturing for Jack to go ahead. She pulled a chair to sit in front of the coffee table, showing keen interest in his actions.

Jack didn't hold back either. He opened a cabinet and took out two glass cups and a cloisonné teapot. First, he poured hot water into the teapot and the cups, then skillfully scalded the cups and added the tea leaves.

When the temperature in the teapot slightly lowered, he poured a quarter of the water into the cups, allowing the tea leaves to be fully soaked. He then poured hot water into the teapot and repeated the process of pouring water into the cups several times, using the force of the water to make the tea leaves move up and down in the cups. Finally, he stopped when the water level in the cups was about 70% full.

Maureen picked up the glass cup, and the misty steam carried the fragrance of tea, instantly entering her nose and invigorating her spirit. She couldn't help but let out a low exclamation of admiration, and her eyes showed a touch of surprise as she looked at Jack.

Seeing the spiral-shaped tea leaves sinking to the bottom of the cup, Jack took a sip and sighed, "Good tea."

Some high-grade green teas could be found in Chinatown, but their prices were much higher than gold, which deterred him due to his poverty.

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