Seeing Luke's indifferent look, Sonia lowered her voice: "So, if the headquarters wants you to assist in the investigation of this series of cases, you'd better stay away."
Luke nodded: "Understood, thank you."
The two drove out of the police station, and Selena clicked her tongue: "This time it's not a small matter, even Sonia warned us not to get involved."
"Elsa meant the same thing," Luke said.
Selena: "Okay, so what are we going to do?"
"It's business as usual, just look into the small case we have." Luke said casually, and drove the car out.
The small cases he talked about were just not urgent cases, not necessarily small ones.
The two of Luke went to see the scene of the crime, talked with several neighbors as a matter of routine, and then drove home.
After lunch, he was about to go out to pick up Claire at the airport when his cell phone rang.
Luke picked up and said a few words, his face tangled.
Selena asked while wearing a thin shirt, "What's wrong?"
Luke couldn't laugh or cry: "You can only pick up Claire, I'm going to training."
Selena was at a loss: "Training? The one in the anti-terrorism exercise?"
General training is ad hoc science popularization for certain emergencies, or formalism, commonly known as meetings.
Recently, the police station did issue a notice, requiring police officers to participate in this kind of temporary anti-terrorism training in batches, but it was not Luke and Selena's turn yet.
Luke smiled wryly: "Police academy training."
Selena was stunned: "Are you going to be a teacher? Is it too early?" This is of course saying that his face is too tender.
Luke: "Go to be a student."
Selena: "You're kidding! Who can be your teacher there?"
Luke: "Dustin arranged for me to fill in the loopholes in the police academy training. Whether we go to New York or stay here, it will not always be so peaceful."
Selena nodded suddenly: "Yes, Dustin is really thoughtful."
Luke grinned: "Yeah, after my police academy training is over, we will go to the police detective exam together."
"hat?" Selina was shocked.
"Dustin is very thoughtful, and he didn't forget your police detective exam." Luke said with a smile.
Selena was in despair: "I haven't even read the book yet, did I hand in a blank paper when I went?"
Luke winked at her: "Don't forget, you still have a college degree."
Selena froze for a moment, and immediately realized: "Can you help me get it done?"
Luke chuckled, and said to the back seat: "Don't forget this guy, give him a copy of the information, and then..."
Selena suddenly realized, and patted her forehead: "That's right. Just let the gold nugget help you find the answer."
Luke nodded, with a look of "children can teach": "I will make a question bank in advance. It will be impossible to get a full score by then, but it will be easy to pass or pass."
Selena: "Honey, you're so talented."
After the two exchanged their cheating methods, they drove out separately.
Selena drove to pick up Claire in the assigned car, and Luke drove a second-hand Ford to the police academy outside the city.
Los Angeles, as one of the largest police departments in the United States, coupled with the existence of the Los Angeles County Police, the fourth largest police department in the United States, has put the police academy in the greater Los Angeles area east of downtown Los Angeles through hard work.
The police academy is further east of Monterey Park, and it takes about an hour's drive from the west side of Los Angeles. Naturally, Luke doesn't have time to pick up Claire.
In the car, Luke called Catherine to make sure that Claire had boarded the plane, and Robert also got a satellite phone that was delivered to the door.
After exhorting Catherine a few words, and mocking each other with Robert, he hung up the phone.
This road passed through the east side of Los Angeles, and he noticed that there were a lot more patrolling police cars on the street.
Among them, Monterey Park Cemetery and the viaduct, he found many plainclothes police detectives.
Shrugging, he moved on.
This is all about the East District Police Department and has nothing to do with him.
When he arrived at the police academy, he showed his police officer's card, and he was let in.
The environment here is good, there is a park not far away, and there are several small lakes in the park.
Compared with downtown Los Angeles, life here is quieter and more comfortable.
Of course, the rookies in the police academy are not included.
They have to undergo several months of police training here, and work hard to be promoted to full-time police officers. Life is not easy.
However, in recent years, the deterioration of law and order in Los Angeles, coupled with the decline in the interest of highly educated young people in the police profession, the number of trainees in the police academy has been constantly hitting new lows.
Like Sonia's weak partner Alexandra, even if there are some minor problems in the past file, he has become a detective of the serious crimes team.
An eighteen-year-old young man like Luke became a police detective, and he was not bitten by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
There is a growing shortage of detectives who can handle cases, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs can only succumb to the pressure of this general environment.
After parking the car in front of the office building, Luke went in and found the training director of the police academy.
The gray-haired, middle-aged Caucasian executive in his forties is called Remick.
After receiving his training documents and looking at them for a while, he had a strange expression on his face: "You...are you already a third-tier police detective?"
Luke looked normal and nodded: "Yes."
Remick smashed his mouth, put down the document, and handed him a note: "Go out and turn right, go straight out of the building, the large classroom on the ground floor of Building No. 2, take this to the instructor Peterson to report."
Luke took the note: "Okay, thank you." Then he went out.
Remick just made a call: "Hey, boss, why do I have a third-tier police detective here to complete the police training? Did the clerk type in the wrong information?"
After a while, he was full of surprise: "Is this possible? But... I have asked him to report."
The person on the receiver didn't pay much attention: "Then you go over and tell the instructor about the actual situation of Detective Luke, don't treat him like a newcomer."
Remick: "...Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."
After hanging up the phone, he muttered to his feet: "Is there anything wrong? Police training has started to play this kind of tricks, and the law and order in Los Angeles will depend on these brats with no hair yet? Now that you've stepped down, aren't you afraid that one day you'll step down too?"
After complaining about his irresponsible boss, Remick still walked out the door while putting on his coat.
At least, before his idiot boss stepped down, this kind of dog-flying order still had to be carried out.
On Luke's side, he quickly found his instructor Peterson.
In fact, the timing of his appearance is rather awkward.
In the large classroom, Instructor Peterson asked with a serious face: "In my place, there is no special, no tolerance, and mistakes are strictly prohibited. Rookies, do you understand?" At this time, Luke just opened the door and entered.
More than 30 pairs of eyes in the big classroom all looked over, and then all the rookie students turned their attention to Peterson.