Super Detective in the Fictional World

Peterson stunned: "Who are you looking for? ”

“Excuse me, are you instructor Peterson?” Luke's face revealed a signature smile opening.

Peterson nodded unconsciously: “I am, you...”

Luke: “Learner Luke Coulson, come and report.” The note in Remick's hand passed.

Peterson had a dark face, took a look at the note, silenced for a moment, and his eyes flashed with anger.

This training has been notified a long time ago. Why did someone suddenly come in?

But he didn't get angry right away.

He is a principled man, and he will only use actual action… to clean up this irregular line-up of rookies.

“Well, let's go, you too.” Peterson said to step out of the classroom.

Luke followed suit and turned a blind eye to the group of reserve rookies behind him.

Less than two minutes later, Peterson took the students to the playground: "Now, let me test your basic level. Who's first? ”

Luke glanced at him and smiled on his face and raised his hand very simply: "Report sir, I! ”

Peterson stunned, muttering in his heart: There's nothing wrong with this guy's language!

Ordinary rookies would just say “I," “I'll," “I'll try."

Peterson can grab the other guy with a big spray, like having to scream for a report first, sir.

In fact, it is a customary means of training that enables the rookies to realize in detail that the police belong to a disciplinary force and, more importantly, to learn to obey orders.

He was upset and pressed the stopwatch in his hand and said, "Okay, let's start with the 400 meter barrier test. ”

Luke: “Yes, sir.” He rushed onto the field of the obstacle.

After Luke started testing, all the rookie learners wanted to see how the rookie got through and have a reference.

But in less than 20 seconds, the instructor Peterson and all the cadets felt like a dog: Are you fucking kidding me? You're here to play with us, right?

Only on the field, Luke leapt like a flying horse, still smiling like that on his face. At first glance, he knew it was easy.

The low baffle leaps past, the footsteps on the elongated canoe bridge are stable and even, the tall walls roll over in less than a second, all obstacles are as if practiced countless times, no mistakes, and the movement is lightweight and stretchy, a pair of swimming blades look surplus.

When Luke got back to the starting point, looking at Peterson, he smiled brightly: "Report sir, the test is complete. ”

Peterson nodded.

Luke looked at the stopwatch in his hand and said, "Sir, can I get back in line? ”

Peterson nodded again and suddenly returned to God, pressing the stopwatch in his hand.

One minute and 45 seconds!

The score was excellent, but not real, because Peterson started too early and ended too late, and he didn't even know if he had 10 or 15 seconds to delay.

His lips moved and he couldn't think of anything to say.

Criticize, Peterson's own best record is not as good as this! Speaking of which is bullshit, isn't he worse than bullshit?

In praise, he... never prepared, not a word at all.

Peterson is embarrassed to jam the shell.

Over there, Remick just walked out the side door of the building, and he saw this side and said, “Peterson, come here for a second. ”

Peterson shouted at the amnesty: "Return to your ranks, at ease.” and hurried over to Remick.

Luke Murmuring stood in front of the participants, looking at the conversation between Remick and Peterson in the distance, and found that both of them appeared confused as they spoke in a low voice.

He also had a number of cadets behind him stealing whispers, which his astonishing ears heard clearly but unexpectedly.

No one said anything bad.

Of course, going back to these people said privately, that's another thing.

Soon after the two middle-aged men over there talked, Remick went straight away.

Peterson was there, turning around for at least ten seconds with his back to the cadets.

Looking at Peterson with a stiff smile on his face, Luke had no words in his heart: if he hadn't been convinced that he didn't lend the instructor money, he would have thought he owed him a lot of money.

And Peterson scolded in his heart, "Why did you throw Harry the asshole over there?"

Unfortunately, Remick also wanted to clean up an intervener like Luke before deliberately arranging for the strictly demanding Peterson class instead of instructor Harry's.

As it turns out, they're both in pretty bad pain right now.

But Peterson is a good instructor.

Next, he precisely bypassed Luke's stiffness and concentrated his fire on the other rookies.

A few minutes later, Peterson pulled out his phone with a positive face, um, uh, oh, a few voices, and then he called it, "Cadet Luke, there's a document there for you to sign, and you can go. ”

Luke can hear you. There's no sound on that phone.

But he just made it clear that he went to Remick's office.

Knocking on the door made this training supervisor look a lot milder than just now: “Luke, we understand your situation, this is how your next training schedule is arranged...”

After a moment, he tried to ask, "Is that okay? ”

Luke nodded with a smile: "Thank you very much for your understanding, Director Remick. ”

At that point, the door was knocked again.

Without waiting for Remick to say anything, the door was pushed open and a middle-aged man with black head walked in.

And he's still yelling, “Remick, can't you get a rookie here to train with a regular detective? We've been running out of time lately and coming to class is just a waste... uh, Detective Luke? ”

Luke kept smiling: "Captain Kobe? Long time no see. Still under a lot of pressure? ”

This is Harrison-Kobe, a SWAT squad leader who met Luke in a robbery at the Nakatomi Mansion.

When Luke asked, Blackhead Harrison smiled bitterly: "Just call me Harrison. You didn't hear about the East End case last night, did you? Now the bureau is asking us to step up our efforts, but let us train the police to fight terrorism, and I don't have time to go to the bathroom, I almost pee my pants. ”

And he looked at Remick and said, "You invited Luke in, so why are you asking us? ”

Remick wonders, “Huh? ”

Luke coughed softly: "Harrison, I'm here for training. ”

Harrison looks stuck and looks at Luke.

Luke nodded to confirm his words.

Harrison turned his head to Remick, and Remick nodded silently, and he just lost his voice: "Are you serious? Who can train Luke in this shithole? Wait, is it some kind of computer or regulatory training? ”

Luke laughed without saying a word.

Take part in the police induction on your own, or don't yell.

Harrison won't talk, but one more person knows, and there's an extra risk of leakage.