Chapter Six Hundred and Thirteen Pick-Up and Training

Seeing that Luke and the two didn't care, Sonia's voice was even lower: "So, if the headquarters wants you to assist in investigating this series of cases, you'd better stay away."

Luke nodded: "Understood, thank you."

The two drove out of the police station, and Selena clicked her tongue: "This time it's not a small matter, even Sonia warned us not to get involved."

"That's what Elsa meant, too," Luke said.

Selena: "Okay, what shall we do?"

"It's business as usual, just check the small cases we have." Luke said casually, and drove out the car.

The small cases in his mouth are just non-urgent cases, not necessarily really small.

Luke and the two went to the scene of the crime, talked with a few neighbors around them as a routine, and drove home.

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

Luke continued to say a few words, his face tangled.

Selena asked, "What's wrong?"

Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You can only pick up Claire, I'm going to training."

Selena was at a loss: "Training? The one in the anti-terrorism exercise?"

General training is a temporary popular science for certain emergencies, or a formalism that goes through the motions, commonly known as a meeting.

Recently, the police station has indeed issued a notice, requiring the police officers to participate in this kind of cramming counter-terrorism training in batches, but Luke and Selena have not yet had their turn.

Luke smiled bitterly: "Police academy training."

Selena was stunned: "Are you going to be a teacher? Would it be too early?" Of course, this meant that his face was too tender.

Luke: "Go be a student."

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

Luke: "Dustin arranged for me to fill the loophole in the training of the police academy. Whether we go to New York or stay here, it will not always be like this.

"

Selena nodded suddenly: "Yes, Dustin is really thoughtful."

Luke chuckled: "Yeah, when my training in the police academy is over, we will go to the police detective exam together."

"hat?" Selena was shocked.

"Dustin was very thoughtful, and he didn't forget your detective exam." Luke said with a smile.

Selena was desperate: "I haven't read the book yet, did I go and hand in a blank?"

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

Selena was stunned for a while, and then reacted: "Can you help me?"

Luke chuckled and said to the back seat: "Don't forget this guy, give it a complete set of information, and then..."

Selena suddenly realized, and patted her forehead: "Yes. Let the gold nugget help you find the answer."

Luke nodded, looking like a "teachable child": "I will get a question bank in advance. It is unlikely that a full score will be obtained, but it is very easy to pass or be good."

Selena: "Honey, you are so talented."

After the two exchanged cheating methods, they drove out.

Selena picked up Claire in a matching car, and Luke drove a second-hand Ford to the police academy 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 in Monterey Park. It's about an hour's drive from the west side of Los Angeles. Luke naturally doesn't have time to pick up Claire.

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

After telling Catherine a few words, and then taunting each other with Robert, he hung up the phone.

As he passed through the Eastside of Los Angeles, he noticed that there were a lot more police patrol cars on the street.

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

Shrugging, he moved on.

This is all the matter of the Eastern District Police Department, not him.

When he arrived at the police academy, he showed his police officer card and 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 the rookies in the police academy.

They have to conduct several months of police training here, and work hard to be promoted to full-time police officers, and the days are not easy.

But in recent years, the deterioration of law and order in Los Angeles, coupled with the decline in the interest of highly educated young people in the profession of police, the number of people trained in police academies has been constantly hitting new lows.

Like Sonia's weak and chicken-like partner, Alexandra, even if there are some minor problems in the past files, he has become a detective of the major crime team.

An eighteen-year-old young man like Luke became a police detective, and he was not bitten by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

There is a growing shortage of police detectives who can handle cases, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs can only succumb to the pressure of this environment.

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

The gray-haired, white middle-aged executive in his forties was Remick.

After taking over his training document and looking at it for a moment, he looked strange: "You... are already a third-order police detective?"

Luke looked as usual and nodded: "Yes."

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

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

Only then did Remick make a phone call: "Hey, boss, why do I have a third-order police detective here to complete the police training? Did the clerk type the wrong information?"

After a while, his face was full of surprise: "Is this possible? But... I have already asked him to report."

The person over the receiver didn't care too much: "Then go over there and tell the instructor about the actual situation of Detective Luke, don't treat him as a newcomer."

Remick: "...Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."

After hanging up the phone, he muttered and stood up: "Is there a mistake? Police officers have started to play this kind of tricks in training, and the law and order of Los Angeles will rely on these little brats with no hair? After stepping down, you are not afraid that you will also step down one day?"

After complaining about his irresponsible boss, Remick still walked out the door while wearing his coat.

At least, before his idiot boss stepped down, this kind of dog-like order would still be executed.

On Luke's side, he soon found his instructor Peterson.

In fact, the timing of his appearance was rather awkward.

In the large classroom, Instructor Peterson asked with a serious face: "In my place, there is no special, no tolerance, and mistakes are strictly prohibited. Rookies, do you understand?" At this time, Luke just pushed the door in.

More than 30 pairs of eyes in the large classroom all looked over, and then the eyes of all the rookie students turned to Peterson again. 8)