Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke doesn't care about the look on people's faces: "Secondly, you can't give up your initiative after you find shelter and ensure your safety. You must carefully observe the enemy immediately. I recommend that you carry a little something with you. ”

“Mirror.” He pulled out a half palm-sized mirror in his chest pocket: "This one is stainless steel, durable and inexpensive. Put it in your chest pocket and maybe one day you'll get a shot. ”

Looking at the stranger faces of the crowd, he smiled softly: "In my own personal experience, living cops are always more important than dead cops, so don't take it personally and be good at using gadgets. ”

He paused and let everyone digest what he had just said and continued: "Third, don't be a hero. Staying on standby is a good option in most emergencies. This is Los Angeles, and we have tens of thousands of colleagues backing us up, and blind impulse behavior is undesirable. Keeping the bandits under constant pressure is a good option with colleagues present. ”

Speaking of which, Luke raised his hand and said to Harrison, "Pro bandits, better leave it to Captain Harrison to deal with, don't take the work of professionals. ”

HARRISON:... are you ashamed to say that?

Luke coughed softly: "Well, that's the three things I've learned, so you can see for yourselves in the future, and I won't hold you back. ”

He was laughing in his heart.

It's a simple lesson. Lessons learned are three things —— shuck! You coward, you fucking coward!

This is really the best experience for a rookie cop who doesn't have super strength.

Dead people, they don't need experience.

Peterson grinned and looked at Remick.

Remick nodded helplessly: "Okay, you guys keep going. Luke, you come with me. ”

The participants restarted their training and the three of them walked back to the teaching building.

Leaving the students' sights, Remick grinned: "Detective Luke, you're in class like this... isn't it good? ”

Luke smiled and looked at Harrison: "Harrison, what do you think? ”

Harrison frowned for a moment and nodded slowly: "Luke is right. Instead of letting the rookies bloodbathe and shoot the bandits, tell them to hide. ”

Remick's lips moved:... but this is police training, do you want to teach all these cadets to be cowards?

Luke muttered in his heart, and the brave rookie ran into danger, but his brain rushed forward, and he met an extraordinary level of opponent like Rebecca.

This hasn't happened much in the last lifetime, but it's a world of supervillains.

Being a little cop, humiliating, is better than killing blood in a cartel.

After all, any police station in the United States is not well funded enough to pay a large pension.

Without Harrison's support, Remick had to go back to his office depressingly.

He was going to use Luke as a free instructor, and it turns out that it's not reliable.

But Harrison, a professional who agrees with Luke, has no backlash.

Why don't you just leave Luke alone?

Luke drove all the way to talk to Harrison about the recent law and order in Los Angeles, and when he opened the door, he found Harrison still standing by.

And he said, “Are you going to continue training the trainees here? ”

Harrison shook his head: "No, didn't I just listen to you in class? My team's cars are gone. They'll pick me up later. ”

Luke laughed, "Don't bother, I'll take you back to town. ”

And Harrison was just like, “Okay. ”

The two drove all the way back, and the conversation was a good one.

Harrison is a professional and serious person who talks about things at work.

He's like the technologists in a regular company, but he doesn't really like paying and kissing ass engineers.

Luke also prefers to discuss issues with such peer experts without too much concern and without personal privacy.

Harrison's phone rang as the car approached the east side of the city.

He picked it up and said two words to hang up, so he looked at Luke with embarrassment: "I have a team member who wants me to pick him up...”

Luke shrugged: “Just say the address. ”

Harrison said the address and coughed softly: "Thank you. ”

Luke Haha laughed: “Forget it, Harrison, when you say this kind of guest talk, it feels like a middle-school guy who has the guts to talk to you. ”

Harrison's black face relaxed: “Hey, I was a wind and cloud figure in high school, and all the girls came to talk to me. ”

Luke: "Are you a football player? ”

Harrison: "I'm the head of the firearm fever group. ”

Luke laughed again: "Harrison, a high school girl who likes to play with guns is definitely much less than a football player. ”

The two of them farted all the way and quickly picked up a handsome young man by the road.

This is a player Harrison just confiscated for a few days, named Jim, with a big metal cylinder and a sharp head on the tip of the cylinder, looking a little like a crossbow gun.

And Luke said, “What is this? Like some kind of professional tool? ”

His current mechanical workmanship is world-class, and he probably guesses the usefulness of this thing after just a few glances.

Jim also had a full face: “I invented a wall breaker that just shoots into the wall, this end opens and pulls outwards...”

Luke had a thumb: "An offensive tunnel appeared! Simple but also very efficient stuff, easier than a door crasher. ”

Harrison laughed and scolded, "Don't flatter him. Once this thing is used, the police station will receive a maintenance list of the tenants. ”

Luke shrugged: “It's up to us to give money. Life is ours. I'm on Jim's side. ”

Jim hey, smile, the colors are very satisfying.

Obviously, this is another technocratic SWAT.

Harrison's phone rang again, and he spoke in two words, solemnly: “There's just been a bank robbery on East Side 47. The bandits have automatic weapons. Can you take me there? ”

As soon as Luke stepped on the throttle at his feet, he said casually: "If you need to change gear, you can press the red button and drop your back to the back seat. ”

Harrison: “Thank you. ”

He followed his words and drilled into the back seat.

When Harrison got in the car, he also put a large bag in the back seat, which was his full gear.

As captain of SWAT, he walked with his gear during work hours.

Jim was dressed neatly before boarding the car, only to silently check the gun at the moment.

Luke nodded in his eyes: This is not just a technocrat, but an actionist!

Harrison had to move faster while changing gear and keeping an eye on where the car was.

At Luke's speed, it won't take him ten minutes to get to the scene of the accident. Hurry up or he won't even be able to get his gear.