Super Detective in the Fictional World

Looking at Luke as if he didn't feel comfortable, Sonia's voice was even lower: "So if Headquarters wants you to work on this series of cases, it's best to stay away. ”

Luke nodded: “Got it, thanks. ”

The two drove out of the station, and Selena whispered, “This isn't a big deal, even Sonia warned us not to get involved. ”

“That's what Elsa meant.” Luke said.

Selena: "Okay, so what are we going to do? ”

“As usual, just look into the little case we have.” Luke whispered and drove the car out.

The small case he spoke of, which was not urgent, was not necessarily small.

Luke and his wife went to the crime scene, had a routine conversation with several neighbors, and drove home.

After lunch, he was on his way out to the airport to pick up Claire, and his phone rang.

Luke went on to say two words, a facial tangle.

Selena was wearing a thin shirt and asked, “What's wrong? ”

Luke couldn't help but laugh: "You're the only one who can pick up Claire. I'm going to training. ”

Selena was confused: "Training? The one from the anti-terrorism drill? ”

General training, which is temporary science for certain emergencies, or formalism on the ground, commonly known as meetings.

Recently, the police have also issued a circular requesting police officers to participate in such ad hoc Buddhist anti-terrorist training in batches, but Luke and Selena have not yet had their turn.

Luke grinned, “Police academy training. ”

Selena was stunned: "Are you going to be a teacher? Isn't it a little early?” Of course this is about his face being too soft.

Luke: "Go be a student. ”

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

Luke: “Dustin arranged it, let me fill in the loophole in the training section of the academy. Whether we go to New York or stay here, it won't always be so calm. ”

Selena nodded suddenly: "Yes, Dustin was very thoughtful. ”

Luke hey, smile: "Yeah, we're going to take the detective exam together when I'm done with this academy training. ”

“What?” Selena was shocked.

“Dustin was very considerate and didn't forget your detective exam.” Luke said with a smile.

Selena despaired: "I haven't even read a book, have I gone to deliver a white roll? ”

Luke squeezed his eyes at her: "Don't forget, you have a college degree. ”

Selena froze and reacted: “Will you take care of it? ”

Luke smiled softly and nooked in the back: “Don't forget this guy, give him a full file, then...”

Selena suddenly realized, slapping her forehead: "Yeah. Just let the gold pieces help you find the answer. ”

Luke nodded, looking like "kids can teach”: “I'll get a question bank out in advance, and it's unlikely that I'll get a full score by then, but it's easy to pass or be good. ”

Selena: “Honey, you're so talented. ”

After they had exchanged cheating techniques, they drove out of the house.

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

Los Angeles, one of the largest police departments in the United States, combined with the presence of Los Angeles County Police, the fourth largest police department in the United States, worked hard to bring the Academy to the greater Los Angeles area east of downtown Los Angeles.

The academy is further east of Monterey Park, passing through the West End of Los Angeles, about an hour's drive away, and Luke naturally doesn't have time to pick up Claire.

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

He hung up after telling Catherine to mock each other a few more times.

The road passed through the East End of Los Angeles, and he noticed the number of patrol police cars on the streets.

Among them, Monterey Park Cemetery and the viaduct, where he found a lot of plainclothes detectives.

Shrug his shoulders and he keeps moving forward.

It's all East End police business. It's none of his business.

When he arrived at the academy, he showed his badge and was put in.

Nice surroundings with a park not far away and a few small lakes in the park.

Life here is quieter and more comfortable than downtown LA.

Not the rookies at the academy, of course.

They are here to train police officers for several months, and it is not easy for them to work for the promotion of the official police.

In recent years, however, the deterioration of law and order in Los Angeles, coupled with a decline in interest among highly educated young people in the police profession, has created a new low in the number of police academy trainees.

Sonia's weak, chicken-like partner, Alexandra, became a Detective in the Serious Crimes Unit, even if she had a minor problem with her past files.

Luke, an 18-year-old young man, became a detective and was not bitten by the Ministry of the Interior.

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

Luke went in and found the head of training at the academy when he parked in front of the office building.

This white middle-aged man, in his 40s, with white hair, is named Remick.

After taking his training papers, he looked at them for a moment, and he looked weird: "Are you... a third-degree detective already? ”

Luke nodded as usual: “Yes. ”

Remick smashed it, smashed it, put down the file, opened a note and handed it to him: “Go out, turn right, go straight out of the building, at the classroom on the bottom floor of the second floor, take this to the instructor Peterson to report. ”

Luke picked up the note: "Okay, thanks.” He went out of the house.

Remick just made a phone call: "Hey, boss, how come I have a third-degree detective here to finish training officers? Did the clerk call the wrong number? ”

A moment later, he looked so surprised: "Is this possible? But... I already let him do the story. ”

The people over there didn't really care: “Then go over there and tell the instructor what happened to Detective Luke. Don't treat him like a new recruit. ”

Rémique: "... OK, you're in charge, you're in charge. ”

Hanging up the phone, he got up mumbling: “What's wrong? Police training starts playing this walk-away trick, and LAPD is going to expect these hairless kids from now on? The bosses of the East End are about to step down. Aren't you afraid to step down one day? ”

Threw up his irresponsible boss and Remick walked out the door in his jacket.

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

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

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

Instructor Peterson in the classroom asked seriously: "I have no special, no tolerance, no mistakes. Do you understand me, rookies?” At that point, Luke just pushed in.

More than thirty eyes in the classroom all looked at each other, and then the rookie cadets all looked at Peterson.