Super Detective in the Fictional World

Looking at Luke's disapproval, Sonia's voice was lower: "So if headquarters asks you to investigate this series of cases, it's better to stay away."

Luke nodded: "I see, thank you."

The two drove out of the police station, and Selena murmured: "This time, things are not small, even Sonia warned us not to mix."

"That's what Elsa means," Luke said.

Selena: "Okay, then what shall we do?"

"It's business as usual, just check the little case in our hands." Luke said casually, and drove out of the car.

The small case in his mouth, just a case that is not urgent, may not be really small.

Luke went to the scene of the crime scene, talked with some neighbors on a routine basis, and drove home.

After lunch, he was about to go out to pick up Claire at the airport, and his cell phone rang.

Luke picked up a few words and looked tangled.

Selina asked, "What's wrong?"

Luke couldn't laugh or cry: "You can only pick up Claire. I'm going to train."

Selena was at a loss: "Training? The one for counter-terrorism exercises?"

General training is temporary science popularization for certain emergency situations, or formalism that goes through the field, commonly known as meeting.

Recently, the police station did issue a notice asking police officers to participate in this kind of temporary anti-terrorism training in batches, but Luke and Selina's turn has not yet come.

Luke smiled wryly, "Police Academy Training."

Selina said suddenly: "Are you going to be a teacher? Is it too early?" Of course, this is to say that his face is too tender.

Luke: "Be a student."

Selina: "You're kidding! Who can be your teacher there?"

Luke: "As Dustin arranged, let me fill in the loophole in the police training. Whether we go to New York or stay here, it will not always be so calm."

Selina nodded suddenly: "Also, Dustin is very thoughtful."

Luke hehe smiled: "Yeah, when my police school training is over, we have to take the police detective exam together."

"Hat?" Selena was startled.

"Dustin was very thoughtful and did not forget your detective test," Luke said with a smile.

Selina was desperate: "I haven't read the book, have I gone to pay the paper?"

Luke winked at her: "Don't forget, you still need a college degree."

Selina froze and immediately responded: "You can help me?"

Luke chuckled, and murmured in the back seat: "Don't forget this guy, give it a book of information, and then ..."

Selena suddenly realized, and patted her forehead: "Yeah. It's enough to let the gold nuggets help find the answer."

Luke nodded, looking like "a **** to teach": "I will get a test bank ahead of time. It will be impossible to get a perfect score, but it is easy to pass or be good."

Selina: "My dear, you are so talented."

After the two had exchanged cheats, they drove out.

Selena drove a car to pick up Claire, and Luke drove a second-hand Ford to a police school outside the city.

Los Angeles, as one of the largest police departments in the United States, coupled with the existence of the Los Angeles County Police, the fourth largest police department in the United States, has put the police academy in the greater Los Angeles area east of downtown Los Angeles.

The police academy is further east of Monterrey Park, past the West End of Los Angeles, and it takes about an hour to drive. Luke naturally has no time to pick up Claire.

In the car, Luke called Catherine to make sure that Claire was on the plane, and Robert had a satellite phone delivered to the door.

Speaking to Catherine, and taunting each other with Robert, he hung up.

Passing along the east side of Los Angeles, he noticed that there were a lot more patrol police cars on the street.

Among them, the Monterey Park Cemetery and the viaduct, he found many plainclothes detectives.

Shrugging, he moved on.

This is all about the Eastern District Police Department and has nothing to do with him.

When he arrived at the police academy, showing the police officer's card, he was put in.

The environment here is good, there is a park not far away, and there are several small lakes in the park.

Compared to downtown Los Angeles, life here is quieter and more comfortable.

Of course, not including rookies in police academies.

They are here for months of police officer training, working hard to promote the official police, and life is not easy.

But in recent years, law and order in Los Angeles have deteriorated, and young people with a high degree of education have shown less interest in the profession of police. The number of police academies has been constantly setting new lows.

A partner like Sonia, who was so weak as a chick, even the past file has some minor problems, and has also become a police detective.

An 18-year-old Luke became a police detective and was not bitten by the Ministry of the Interior.

The number of police detectives capable of handling cases is increasing, and the Ministry of the Interior can only surrender to the pressure of this general environment.

Parked in front of the office building, Luke went in and found the training director of the police academy.

The middle-aged white-haired executive in his forties and grey hair is called Remic.

After taking over his training documents, after looking at it for a moment, he looked weird: "You ... already a third-order detective?"

Luke looked as usual and nodded: "Yes."

Remick smashed his mouth, put down the paper, opened a note and handed it to him: "Go out and turn right, straight out of the building, in the large classroom on the ground floor of Building 2, take this to report to Instructor Peterson."

Luke took the note: "Okay, thank you." Then he went out.

Remick then called: "Hey, boss, why do I have a third-order detective here to complete the police training? Is the clerk typing the wrong information?"

After a moment, he looked surprised: "Is this okay? But ... I have asked him to report."

The person over the receiver didn't care too much: "Then you go over and tell the instructor the actual situation of this Luke detective, and don't train others as new people."

Remick: "... Okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You are the leader, you have the final say."

Hanging up the phone, he mumbled and got up: "Is there anything wrong? Police officers are starting to play this kind of tricks. After the law and order in Los Angeles, we will count on these little farts who have not grown their hair? When you step down, you are not afraid that you will step down someday? "

Rejecting his irresponsible boss, Remike walked out the door while wearing his coat.

At least, this dog-like order still has to be executed before his idiot boss has stepped down.

Luke quickly found Peterson, his instructor.

In fact, his timing was awkward.

In the large classroom, Instructor Peterson asked with a serious face, "Nothing special, no tolerance, no mistakes are allowed. Novices, do you understand?" At this time, Luke just entered the door.

More than thirty pairs of eyes in the large classroom all came over, and then the eyes of the rookie students turned to Peterson again. 8)