Super Detective in the Fictional World

Instructor Harry hasn't run far yet, and a few guys in cadet uniforms are going faster.

They rushed out of the street and ran a few metres from the turn to the police car, pulling the door open and drilling in.

Instructor Harry stopped and screamed, "Mahoney, George, Ravel, what are you doing? ”

“Instructor, get in the car.” George Martin just said something.

Mahoney on the other side has said, "Principal, we're pulling out, we can't hold it. ”

Principal Lassard was stunned: “What's wrong with you? ”

Mahoney: "Principal, look in the mirror. ”

When the headmaster looked in the rearview mirror, he found that the crowd had just emerged from the corner of the street, a huge crowd.

“Holyshxt!” Lassardeton always grew stronger, his hands were quick, and he jumped out of the trailer, and then he threw his tail into the next street and disappeared.

Instructor Harry's helpless hands stood in the air, staring stunnedly at the police car that disappeared on the corner of the street, unable to speak for a moment.

In the footsteps of the hula, a group of people surrounded him again: "Wow, look what we found, a inspector? What a big officer. ”

Luke and Selena both rolled their white eyes.

Principal Lassard was unjust, and several trainees had lost track of instructor Harry.

Instructor Harry, this asshole belongs to a god-awful character in the police academy, and no one thought of dying for him until the moment of his escape.

Luke was too lazy this time.

Few people were there just now, a few words of intimidation can be solved, now at least there are hundreds of thugs, not necessarily with rifles to frighten them.

“Go on, I'm tear gas, you shoot two shock bombs apart.” He spoke to Selena.

When the two men walked to the car, they opened the trunk and touched two big guys from inside - the M79 grenade launcher.

Each of them took out the ammunition and loaded it, Luke was slightly quicker, firstly firing two tear gas rounds.

The two groups of smoke blew up dozens of meters away from the street, and the violent thugs suddenly became confused and coughed wildly out of the smoke.

For a moment, Selena pulled the trigger.

Boom!

A shock bomb struck near instructor Harry, and instantly a mob lay down with instructor Harry at the same time.

Luke took two more tear gas rounds and extended them to both sides, continuing to drive the crowd away.

Selena watched for a moment, firing a second rocket, smashing a small group of guys who were organizing the crowd.

Encouraged by the main army to march the streets, the mobs lost their hearts and finally broke apart.

“Finish the job and I'll get Harry out.” Luke threw the M79 into the car and ran over.

A moment later, in a semi-conscious state, instructor Harry, still in tears, came out and threw him in the back row: "Come on, don't lick him with the gold, or I'll snap you tomorrow. ”

The gold blocks in the back looked at him with disdain: only a guy who smelled like a lug could lick it.

Selena picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the mob gathering to the main station.

These people, gathered together, are no longer mere gang members, many of them just following the chaos of the poor.

This is a traditional Los Angeles group show - riots.

Under these circumstances, there are many lower-level ordinary people who are dissatisfied with their lives and are stirred up by chaos and devastated together.

There's not much that the police can do.

Once massive unrest has broken out, tens of thousands of participants will be moved.

Transportation in the city remains inconvenient at this point, and thousands of police officers are unable to concentrate enough to deal with this massive disturbance.

Luke's not in a hurry, he's not in a hurry.

He just let Selena drive home.

Halfway through, he met Principal Lassard again, who had escaped two blocks, called them and threw a slightly better Harry instructor into Lassard's car.

They can keep running with instructor Harry, but Luke's on duty.

Instructor Harry threw away the excess, and Luke and his team immediately became more efficient.

Luke went to the basement and took a couple of boxes of tear gas directly into the car, half of the seats in the back row.

Selena looked stunned: "When did you make so many tear gas? ”

Luke hey hey, smile: “I was getting ready when I spoke to Lawrence. ”

Selena shook her head and sighed: “I have to call the police again to remind them to wear gas masks, you're going to wash all the important streets of Los Angeles. ”

Luke Yaguchi denied: “Where is so exaggerated...”

Noting the despicable look of a woman and a dog head, he coughed softly: "That's enough to wash the two most troubled districts in the southeast once or twice. ”

Selena: “Yeah. This is only two fifths of the area of Los Angeles, and it's no exaggeration. ”

Next, Serena provided intelligence support with a drone, and Luke drove around the southeastern city.

When he met a crowd of thugs, he didn't get out of the car, just fired a few tear gas canisters from the open window and dispersed the matter.

Since the events in Prosperity Town, Arizona, Luke has done some research on this non-lethal weapon.

His homemade tear gas is designed to be bigger, more durable and more powerful.

Now that he knew in advance that the earthquake was going to happen, of course, he had stored a large quantity in the trunk, as well as a small quantity of rocket shells.

Shock bombs can be used on certain occasions.

For example, when instructor Harry was surrounded earlier, in order to avoid those thugs running away, he handed instructor Harry a few times, directly knocked them all down, and then pulled them out for the safest time.

Most of the riots took place in clusters of unemployed people, and most of the participants were not real professional criminals, but rather ordinary people who took the opportunity to vent.

The psychology of the masses, the impunity of the psyche of the masses, is the reason for these ordinary people to join the commotion and destroy it everywhere.

Luke didn't want to kill these ordinary people, he had to disperse them.

His home-made tear gas lasted a long time, was powerful and had a wide range, and very quickly this powerful tear smoke was spreading throughout an area.

Gathering crowds roam and from time to time they crash into this smoky street.

They had no choice but to detour and go around, and naturally someone left the big army and went to steal and smash them.

Without organized riots, that's the kind of morality that's hard for anyone to control.

Soon, the scale and frequency of disturbances in these areas began to decline rapidly.

After all, he was hit by Luke's powerful tear gas and had to cry for at least half an hour, adding an hour or two of discomfort.

Harmful people who can persist in smashing and robbing during this period also have, but they are definitely miserable geniuses.

What Luke doesn't know is that little Lemon Claire is going through the first "magical journey” of her life right now.