Super Detective in the Fictional World

Both were dressed in police uniforms, and that was the first brother of all LAPD, ChiefofDepartment (4 stars).

If he's going to make it, he's going to have to stand up and salute the old man. Why?

Two obviously cadet guys lumped their eyes together: "Military student Kyle Bronx reporting to you, sir! ”

The sheriff looked unhappy: "Get away from me, you idiot. ”

“Yes, sir!” The two guys saluted each other and rolled away in dust.

Luke, hey, Naoto, so it's right that you didn't go up there and get moldy!

Don't think a big man like the sheriff won't make a fuss. He's a front-line cop.

Look at the sheriff's face. It feels almost like he just got forcibly fed. It's normal to swallow.

Alternate number three and four appear!

Those two military students... well, they have a strong sense of self-management.

At any given time, listeners need to be present, even if they are less open to colleagues.

A few minutes later, he entered Remick's office.

Looking at this old guy, Luke helplessly said, "Chief Remick, are you screwing me? There were two hundred and thirty-three participants in the last batch, so I promised to come and screen them. But you didn't tell me that the academy was going to recruit two consecutive cadets this year. How many more people are you gonna recruit this time? ”

Remick grinned and raised his hand to a large circle outside the window: “All of it. ”

Luke: "Are you kidding me? How much training does this cost? How can the Bureau agree? ”

“The Bureau has recently received a large number of donations, which are meant to be expanded.” Remick explains, "And you do know how bad security has been lately in Los Angeles, don't you? ”

Luke nodded.

If he doesn't, no one in Los Angeles knows better.

Rémique: "So the mayor has given the commissioner a strict order to make things better, otherwise the commissioner can go away. ”

Luke couldn't help but laugh: "It didn't work that fast to recruit these cadets, did it? Six months later, the commissioner's butt might have gotten cold. ”

Rémique: "In accordance with previous practice, trainees are required to have eight to twelve weeks of professional training before going on an internship in the city, but this time they will start their internship four weeks later. ”

Luke chuckles: “It's unconditional, you have to create conditions. ”

Rémique grinned, "Yes, so even if I knew you had a lot going on, I'd have to ask for your help. ”

Looking at Luke's expression, Remick immediately said, "Your three points of experience I'll have the instructors print it on the file and send it to the rookies to study without you having to teach it yourself. ”

Luke nodded without a word. I really didn't think about dealing with the job this time. Why is this old guy being so careful?

Remick: "Luke, you have to give me the list of top students in as short a time as possible, so we can train them more specifically. ”

Luke shrugged for a moment and nodded: "Remic, I'll give you the list as soon as I can, but I can't guarantee if it's up to you. ”

Rémique said, “Yes. ”

Like Luke, he's not the only detective assigned to assist in screening, and the police department brought in a lot of veterans this time just to spread the net.

You can't miss a good seedling by cross-checking the list that these detectives handed over.

While they were talking, there was also a conversation going on in the office upstairs.

The sheriff was standing in front of the window, looking at the mess on the playground, muttering: “Look, what kind of scum is this? They think they can wear uniforms when they come to the academy and wander around? ”

Both men sitting in the office silently.

The sheriff continued, "Do you know why I'm here? Principal Lassard. ”

The gray-haired old man sitting there asked, "To teach these freshmen? ”

Sheriff Hardy laughed, “No, Lassard. Look at these scumbags down here, they turned the academy into a dumpster, full of weeds, drugs and bodily fluids, and I'm not going to lecture this bunch of crap. ”

Looking at Lassard's expression, the sheriff hummed: "Release the conditions, and recruiting new students on a large scale means Congressman Thompson. She asked us to invest more in the police, so the cadets, men, women and children, or" colors, "had to be treated equally in order to build a better New Los Angeles. What do you think? ”

Principal Lassard silently said, “This Beech? ”

The sheriff nodded with satisfaction: "But she's going to be mayor. The commissioner called specifically and asked us to accept the cadets. You know what to do? ”

Principal Lassard frowned: "Trying to teach them well? ”

The sheriff patted his hand on the desk, holding his hands against his body and looking down at Principal Lassard: "No, I want you to get rid of these guys as much as you can. Once they get into the station, the LAPD is dead. I don't want Los Angeles cops to be black cops again, so we're not gonna let these guys get mixed up in our team, okay? ”

Lassard stacked his smile on his face and nodded. “Got it, Sheriff. ”

The sheriff nodded satisfied and took his hat and put it on: "Come on, I look after you. ”

“Understood, Sheriff!” The man standing by answered aloud.

The sheriff looked at the man with a smile on his face and waved to show him to stay out of his way: "Just understand, instructor Harry. ”

The old man opened the door and left. Instructor Harry smiled with a full face and followed the sheriff's ass.

The fake smile on Principal Lassard's face lasted less than a few seconds and collapsed, jumping over and closing the office door.

Walking to the window, the old man looked down at the bustling new cadets, the so-called "scum trash” in the sheriff's mouth being queued by the instructors.

The old man had a cold smile on his face.

He muttered softly: "Congressman Thompson and the commissioner of the police force pressed down the order, you didn't raise any objections yourself, you came here to ask me to help you screw around, who do you think you are? You're not brave enough to be a commissioner, young man. ”

At this point, the new trainees downstairs were queued up in the big playground by the instructors like little chickens.

Remick picked up his uniform cap and said, "Well, I'm going to have to catch up with the freshman. ”

Luke shrugged: “Do you want me to come too? ”

Remick flipped his eyes: "Your entrance session has been over for days. ”

Luke, hey.

That means he stays where it's cool.

He watched right in front of a window in the building.

A gray-haired old man stood in front of the cadet squad with a smile on his face and said, “I'm Principal Lassard. Welcome to the police academy. ”