This episode makes the previous one look like The Godfather with how bland it was to watch. It felt like trying to force yourself to like your annoying co-worker because he brings donuts to the office everyday. And overall, the donuts are great, some are perfect, some less, and then there's that one soggy oily donut at the bottom of the box that you have to eat so you can finish the whole box. That donut is this episode.
In this episode we can experience the joys of having absolutely no emotional connection to the antagonist. Yes, we know we're supposed to feel bad for them. Did we actually feel bad for them? We did not. It's like the writers specifically wrote the character to suffer the most misfortune possible but then forgot to make us care. Like watching a comedy skit where someone makes a terrible joke so everyone is left awkwardly waiting for something funny to happen, except it never happens and it just keeps being awful until it's finally over and you can go on IMDB to complain about it.
On the brighter side: Brilliant performance from Patrick Flueger as always. He's the only reason I didn't turn this off mid-way. I also kinda liked the first chase scene, it felt more dynamic than usual but I wish they'd done a bit more with it to make it really great.
I feel like a criminal for rating a Chicago P. D. episode anything below 7/10, but that rating slowly lowered as I realized how much of a waste of time this episode was. This was about as interesting as watching a real-time bird-feeding livestream, and you only keep watching because there's a really cool bird called Patrick Flueger on the screen.