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Yes I am okay.

Walker, the robbery and murder department. Explosion and fire. Several injured.

The store owner and community activist Gi Choi

died in an explosion at his home in Koreatown tonight.

Police fear violence escalates, if the culprits are not soon apprehended.

Police have cordoned off Koreatown, but the violence disturbs the whole city.

I am leaving now. Okay.

One dead, several injured.

Baines and Walker were on site. Thank God they'm fine.

A bomb? The problems in K-Town has gone too far.

Do you have a key?

-I never leave home without. -See you there.

We are on the way.

- Is Ben okay? -A little bruised, but they survive.

Choi is not so lucky.

Another fun night in Koreatown ...

-No, you know what? Frost is dirty. -You do not say?

It gives itself, if you go to a furry sex party!

What is it about? In a horse suit? Frankly.

Let me rephrase it. Frost is corrupt.

What? Why?

She stroked some names in Jens' digital black book.

-And deleted them from the case. -It's serious.

-Who was it? -Do not know. Fletcher is working on it.

It must be an important person if she exceeds that limit.

One with important secrets. Maybe that's why Jen was killed.

If Calloway takes you to sniff, before you find anything

-are you done. - Do not worry about Calloway.

He's been very hard on you, since he became department head.

Yes he has. Mega Hard ...

No!

-Well done! -We are having fun.

Izzy is almost never home again.

When she's home, she locks herself inside the room.

That's her job! She's a teenager and has been through a lot.

She never talks about the kidnapping

and does not even ask my and Patrick's strained relationship.

She probably does not want to know.

This Izzy scares me. She is different. She makes breakfast!

Pardon! Do you have some Toy Story patches for my son?

- You speak very loudly. -Or lollipops! He likes them.

-He ran away from the madhouse. - Are you okay?

He's deaf and I'm okay. Calloway is waiting for you in there.

-What the hell happened there? -What?

What the hell happened there?

It turned out that we suspected Choi for the murder of Reuben.

Some from Leon's gang ravaged Choi's place.

Leon found those who did, and took them with him to clean up.

Leon made peace with Choi, but when Choi went in, the bomb went off.

Maybe Leon was bluffing to plant the bomb.

A lot came and went. Anyone and everyone may have done it.

Leon's visit will be on social media, so there must be videos.

We'll check it out. Came.

Go home to your own neighborhood!

Go home to your villa in The Hills and take your sling with you.

-This is our neighborhood! -What's wrong with you?

I'm trying to prevent our young people in to murder each other!

I lost my brother on the street. Reuben did not have to die!

Choi burned down the town hall. He does not want peace, only power!

He will divide us!

-He forgot where we came from. -Choi is dead.

-What? - Your boys blew up his house.

The explosive charge was stored in a package.

Wow! It must be Leon or his gang. Revenge for Reuben's death.

A bomb is not his style.

Leon is naughty, macho and intrusive.

It's his trademark, but outside the ring he is not like that.

Leon is a legend here.

When he's boxing, it's full the bars, and the kids try to look inside.

Reuben was like Leon's brother.

If you go after the master's brother, you go after the neighborhood.

It does not reduce the number of suspects. On the contrary.

Although it was not Leon, Choi's people will be out for revenge.

Yes. We have to find Leon. We do not want a dead boxing champion.

That's all there's left of the box in which the bomb lay.

EFP IED with hole charging.

- Have you seen it on Discovery? -I was EOD in the Navy.

Ammunition and explosives unit. The military's version of a bomb squad.

He knows this, but not me?

I read all the deeds, when I took over the group.

Your partner got a medal of bravery in Iraq.

Really? I had no idea.

You do a Hurt Locker thing in the fleet, and this is the first time ...

Get lost! What are you doing here?

-Let me talk to you. -How dare you show yourself here!

-I just want to talk to you! - Stop it, Dulce. Think of your son!

-Take home! -It was not me! I swear!

You could not stand that Gi brought up Your son. Now you got what you wanted!

I just want to talk to my son!

-It was not me! -You are dead!

-What? -You are dead!

- Do you want to murder me? -No, Ricky!

Chill!

-Go away. -Get him away.

We have to find Choi's killer, fast.

The explosion that took Gi Choi's life last night,

has led to unrest in Koreatown.

-Hard night? -It was not funny.

-Have you slept? -I'm running on fumes now. And coffee.

- Second night in a row. Take care of yourself. -I can handle it.

I'm worried about Izzy.

-What happened? -Ingenting. I am just...

- Did you give her extra money? -20 dollars here, 40 there. Why?

-No offence. -If there is something, you must say so.

It's not going so well between us, so...

She has probably noticed it. Wonder what she's thinking.

The scars you do not see.

-I have not been completely present. -Nor do I.

Maybe we should try to be more observant.

I agree.

We have to talk to her about ...

U.S.

-Yes. I have to go. -Hello? You should lock the door.

-Have a good day. -You too.

Good morning.

This one was on the stairs. To Izzy.

"Silver Strand Industries."

Sex toys.

What?

-A site where you buy sex toys. -No!

A science project is growing in your refrigerator.

The mushroom risotto is the smallest a week old.

No, do not!

-Okay, you did it. -You were right!

It's leather. This is expensive. Where does she get the money from?

She has bought two new pairs of shoes and a backpack.

-You do not think ... -What?

Have you seen the new program with Disney girl? The teens are crazy.

There's a young drug dealer with a tattoo on his neck.

The girl has a friend, appearing for the webcam ...

No! Not Izzy. She is not 18 years old. She's not an adult.

-I'm calling her. -No! Do not.

We do our job instead.

Detective McKenna, we have to investigate, gather information,

build a case and get Izzy at the witness stand.

-We? -Yes we.

You against Izzy are like LeBron against Kawhi. You will not miss it.

So pack it up and move on with playing unsuspecting stepmother.

-I'm not unsuspecting. -You did not know the sex toy site.

-Who does that? -People who have sex.

Not having sex with her husband is not normally. Who said that? Not me.

-The guys are waiting in the meeting room. -Okay, I'm coming soon.

OK fine. Thanks.

It was Frost.

-What did she want? -Update me about Jens' case.

No new tracks. Why can you do not like Frost? She's a pit bull.

A pit bull? Are you pissing on me?

A pit bull had seen everyone Jens clients as possible suspects.

-She checked everyone. -All? Do you think so?

-At least two clients are missing in the case. -What have you done, South?

It does not matter. She deleted names. She's corrupt.

-No, she did not. -Well, no?

It was me.

-One of the names was Garrison. -Borgmesteren?

And you hid it.

Try your trust issues with me.

I'm not Warren.

There was nothing on Garrison. He could not be on the list.

-Jaså? -Before you start preaching ...

He was not the only one I protected.

South Burnett was the second name.

What happened to Jen, was awful.

But your obsession is something more.

I do not understand it myself.

Stay away from the case, South.

This is all pictures and videos from the party before the explosion.

The IT department has sorted them in chronological order.

-You're hurting yourself. - Can't you hear the sound?

-No! -Lyt!

-No. - Can you hear the loud noise?

Like a muted fire alarm? No, I can not hear it. No.

What are we looking at?

We're trying to track the package, before it exploded.

Can you zoom in there?

Fast forward.

Stop there.

Take the pictures with a yellow blouse.

Here you can see the face.

It's a child.

It's Dulce's son, Junu.

Would Leon use his son to plant a bomb?

I do not know. Who should otherwise have given him it?

Stop.

Mother Teresa. Time to help the locals again?

Yes.

-Hello, beautiful lady soldier. - You speak good English now!

High Five!

I have a surprise for you, but you must share it with your teacher.

These are the only pictures we have of the package.

He must have gotten it from someone. We've talking to Dulce and the boy.

- We're picking up Leon. -They have to talk to the boy first.

He's right. Calloway gets angry, if we have nothing on Leon.

-Well done. -Thanks.

Thanks? I gathered it all. You just colored it a little bit.

-What? Did you call me colored? -What?

No, the pictures colored!

It's ... Come on!

-Are you ready? -Yes.

Thanks again. This can give my videoblog mention.

I am happy to help.

If I fit my job, we'll show the millennial generation, who you are.

We must get their votes.

Okay ... Patrick.

You can become the youngest district lawyer in the history of Los Angeles.

Tell us how you ended up here.

Hard work, late nights and support from friends and family.

"Mr. Integrity." It's a lot to live up to.

Yes, I'm not quite comfortable with that.

-I'm not perfect. -There is none.

But character and integrity is my core. That's who I am.

You have to surround yourself with the right people.

My father used to say: "Straight children play best."

Let's talk about it. Your wife, Detective Nancy McKenna.

Would you say she has integrity?

Or your brother-in-law, Nico Perez?

The guy who murdered your ... mother-in-law, it will be well.

-What are you doing? -He escaped very easily.

He killed his mother and did not get a night in jail.

-Empty, get him out! -Answer to the question, Patrick!

-Get it away! -Thank you for your time, Mr. Integrity!

-Take home to your parents' basement. -Let go of me!

Continue the work.

I'm coming soon.

-What do you want? -We need your help.

You made Gi a goal. It's your fault he's dead!

We believe the bomb that killed him came into the apartment with your son.

What?

June, come here.

-Who gave you the package? Was it Ricky? -No.

Where did you get it from?

-Tell! -It came from heaven.

That's damn ugly. Give a bomb to a child?

A bomb, a drone. If Leon would kill Choi like that, why did he come then?

Good question.

Maybe we'm wrong. We have none evidence that Choi killed Reuben.

-Or that Leon's gang killed Choi. - Maybe they did not.

-Someone made it look like this. -Think about it.

The number of crimes in K-Town was record low three months ago.

Then they suddenly rose. What happened? What if the same thing is behind it?

The murder of Reuben and Choi.

-The murder fires, the robberies, everything. -Why?

- We have to find out. -No! So rude!

-Never mind. -Both!

Light, stable, hollow charge.

Designed to do the most damage to the person opening the package.

A metal mesh at the top is fragmented in a lot of projectiles.

Lovely! What does it say about the bomb maker?

The bomb was not made in a garage with things from the construction market.

-It's a skilled technician. -Have you identified the accelerator?

You know your stuff. What do you think?

-Kaliumklorat. -Yes. The chlorine smell is revealing.

Often seen in roadside bombings in the Middle East, but less prevalent here.

-Are you okay? -Yes. Thanks. Came.

Thanks, Linda.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

It was not Leon or a guy from the community center.

It was an assassination of one, who is incredibly skilled.

Who may have been in the military.

-I'm back. Perfect timing. - Do you have anything?

Yes. Serious crimes in Koreatown the last three months.

A sharp increase compared to three months before.

Most new crimes are unsolved. No suspects or arrests.

The clearance rate was so low, that the stationmaster was fired.

A barbecue restaurant was got a firebomb two months ago.

It was thought it was insurance fraud.

But the accelerators here and in The Choi bomb is identical and unique.

Potassium Chlorate.

We are always two steps ahead of you. That's just how it is.

Well, but the point is, that it is difficult to get hold of.

It has never been used civilly. There we have the connection.

It proves Choi's killer set fire to the restaurant.

-What about Reuben? -It must be the same person.

Potassium chlorate is a controlled substance in California,

so the Interior Ministry records all purchases.

There is a list over all potassium chlorate purchases.

Return.

There! Blue Slate Industries. 928 South Rampart. It's K-Town.

Wait a minute. This one on 6th Street.

Same zip code and local number: 4569.

One more, on Vermont.

Three packages delivered in the same quarter. It must be the same buyer.

It reminds me of a Nigerian credit card league, we banged.

They bought things online, which they sent to empty buildings.

Then they would just pick them up.

Maybe you're right, but he can have come from anywhere.

The warehouse building has been closed for several years.

-Maybe he should not go far. -He must be there.

Came.

Buildings three and four are secured.

He's here, it's burning.

Police! Stop!

There! Came!

-Seriously? -Otherwise we must hope that he falls.

One day he must come down. Came.

-You have put on. -Shut up!

Where did he go?

The suspect runs south towards Rampart. White man with sports bag.

Beware!

A guy ran right by. Where did he go?

Help us. You must have seen him.

Where did he go?

-He was in front of me! -He can not just disappear.

We lost him.

The dogs found nothing. He is gone.

He is good.

He was out in under two minutes and cleaned the whole place.

UV light, flashpaper documents, a USB killer that roasts computers.

-Real James Bond stuff. -And the ability to go up in smoke.

Four people, and no one saw him? People want answers. Give me something.

-He had a plan. -What about our plan?

-We followed it to the letter. -Good to hear.

He must have practiced his escape plan a hundred times.

He was like a cyborg, did not slow down for a second.

-So we're looking for a cyborg? -No, a well-trained assassin.

We think he killed Reuben, Choi and is behind the crimes in K-Town.

The technicians are in there now. Hopefully they find something.

Yes, we must hope so. Calloway.

You can probably run after him in your Lenny Kravitz boots.

-Are you okay? -No!

It is a youth sport, and I have a hole in my ass. Thaw!

-Came. I missed my physio. -How do you train your ass?

-I have to put ice on. -I do not want to know.

I want to join.

Good to see you. Thanks.

What do I owe you for, that you wear it?

Thanks.

-You are late. -Hi.

-Where did you get it from? -Same place as you.

-There are cameras everywhere. -I'm getting a new one.

Oh God. Where is your father?

He's probably talking to someone. There he is.

- Attendance! -Hi!

Hi, Glenn. Thank you for your support.

What do you think of the song? It Must address the millennial generation.

-You must have a longer playlist. -Do you think so?

Times will ...

Wait a minute.

Hi, Liz.

Times will be photographing at home. I promised to talk to you.

-Should I be there? -No.

-Yes. No problem. -Okay.

Can you drive Izzy? I'm going on the office. Problems with the case.

- Are you coming home late? -It can take all night.

- Mrs McKenna, do you have time? -Goodbye.

How does it feel to be Mrs. Integrity?

-I do not like this. -Nor do I. We continue.

What takes so long?

Arms!

McCarthy is hit!

Perez! Enter! Come on, Perez!

Delta 1, can you hear me?

Taylor is hit! Hold the left flank.

I have you. Stay here.

Shoot, Perez!

SOUTH Should we eat?

What was the boy's name?

Ibrahim.

Ibrahim.

His father...

was killed in a US drone strike.

-Innocent civilian or rebel? -I do not know.

It does not matter. His mother...

hated us.

But...

Ibrahim could not hate. He was just ...

a sweet little boy.

I taught him some English words, and he taught me a little Arabic.

-Do you speak Arabian? -Yes a little.

Now you get to know things about you ...

He was so nimble and smart.

He got a piece of chocolate if he promised to share it with his teacher.

But he turned around and put it all in his mouth.

Then he turned around again and smiled with chocolate all over the face.

The little face ...

My group thought I was crazy.

But I probably felt

that if I could just change a mind or open a heart,

our time there would not feel so ...

empty.

I understand what you mean.

Ibrahim's mother ...

She never recovered ...

after her husband was killed.

McKenna, you do not have to tell me that.

No, but I would like to.

I've never said it out loud before.

We were out for an ambush, and two from our group were killed.

Ibrahim's mother took part in the attack.

She was wearing a bomb vest.

She just walked through the fire.

She held Ibrahim's hand. He tried to run away, but ...

She refused to let him go.

She did not let him go.

Shoot, Perez! Shoot! Come on!

Perez, come on! Shoot!

Shoot, damn it! Come on!

I shot, South.

I had to!

It was us or them.

His little body just exploded.

It is okay.

You did the right thing.

You just did what you had to do.

Just what you were supposed to do.

I'm so glad you're here now.

I'm glad you came home.

It is okay.

That's why I'm never talking about ...

EOD, my medal of bravery or something.

Do you know what can encourage you?

-What about a little illegal activity? -No.

I must have a bath and a joint.

I understand.

I'm driving you home, G.I. Jane.

-It is my car. -Relax.

-You see it. - You can 't remember me, can you?

What I remember from this morning, I would rather forget.

I understand. It's the beard.

Stress wrinkles. Losing weight.

Eight years in prison leaves its mark.

Nathan Baker. 2011 outside the Macaw Club.

Exactly.

Attempted murder, assault with deadly weapon.

No. No.

It was a bar fight.

Like a politician squatted son started and I finished.

It was self-defense.

-You knew that. -I do not bother this right now.

Now you are rude.

You asked what I wanted.

Revenge.

I want revenge.

Drive safely.

My Goodness!

It only takes a minute. He's waiting for me.

Mayor Garrison. You look fresh.

-Do I know you? -No. Detective Syd Burnett.

Is it a Merlot? It smells great.

What the hell are you doing?

Jacoby, Meyers. Just disappear.

Excuse us.

-What is this about? - We have to talk about Jen Striker.

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