Peterson was stunned: "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, are you Instructor Peterson?" Luke said with a trademark smile on his face.
Peterson nodded unconsciously: "I am, you..."
Luke: "Student Luke Coulson, come and report." He handed over the note in Remick's hand.
With a dark face, Peterson took the note and looked at it. He was silent for a moment, and anger flashed in his eyes.
This training has been announced a long time ago, why did someone suddenly insert it
However, he didn't get angry right away.
He is a man of principle, and he will only use practical actions to... clean up this unruly rookie who jumped in the queue.
"Okay, let's go, and you follow along." Peterson said and walked out of the large classroom quickly.
Luke kept up with his usual expression, turning a blind eye to the eyes of a group of reserve rookies behind him.
In less than two minutes, Peterson led the students to the playground: "Now, let me test your basic level first. Who will come first?"
Luke met his gaze, still smiling, and raised his hand simply: "Report sir, me!"
Peterson was taken aback, and murmured in his heart: There is nothing wrong with this guy's diction!
Ordinary rookies will directly say "I", "I will", "I will try" and so on.
Peterson can grab the other party and spit out bullshit like having to call the officer first.
In fact, this is a common method of training. It allows rookies to realize from the details that the police are a disciplined force and must learn to obey orders.
Annoyed in his heart, he held up the stopwatch in his hand and pressed it, and then said: "Okay, let's start with the 400-meter obstacle test first."
Luke: "Yes, sir." Then he rushed to the obstacle course.
After Luke started the test, all the rookie students were waiting to see how this early bird passed the test, so that he could have a reference.
But within 20 seconds, the instructor Peterson and all the students had the feeling of beeping the dog: Are you kidding me? You are here to play with us!
I saw that on the field, Luke was leaping like flying, with the same smile on his face, and he could tell that he was in a relaxed state.
Leaping over the low baffle, the footsteps are steady and even on the slender single-plank bridge, and it takes only a second for the high wall to be turned over. All obstacles are as if they have been practiced countless times, without mistakes, and the movements are light and stretched. A look of ease.
When Luke returned to the starting point, he looked at Peterson in a daze and smiled brightly: "Report sir, the test is complete."
Peterson nodded numbly.
Luke looked at the stopwatch in his hand: "Sir, can I return to the team?"
Peterson nodded again, came back to his senses suddenly, and pressed the stopwatch in his hand.
One minute and forty-five seconds!
This result is extremely good, but it is not a real result, because Peterson's stopwatch started too early and ended too late, and he didn't know whether he was delayed by ten seconds or fifteen seconds.
His lips moved, and he couldn't think of what to say for a moment.
Criticize, Peterson's own best record is not as good as this result! Calling this grade shit, isn't he even worse than shit
For praise, he...has never prepared it, and he can't even think of words.
Peterson stuck awkwardly.
Over there, Remick just came out of the side door of the building, and when he saw this, he greeted from a distance: "Peterson, come here."
As if he was amnesty, Peterson shouted: "Return to the team, take a break." He hurried towards Remick.
Luke stood silently in front of the students, watching the conversation between Remick and Peterson in the distance, and found that the expressions of the two were inexplicably entangled with the whispered conversation.
There are also many students whispering behind him, and they can hear these words clearly with amazing ears, but they are all expected.
There are no bad-mouthers.
Of course, these people said in private, that's another matter.
Soon, the two middle-aged men over there finished talking, and Remick left directly.
Petersen stood there with his back to the students for at least ten seconds before turning around and walking.
Looking at Peterson with a stiff smile on his face, Luke was speechless: If he hadn't been convinced that he didn't lend money to the instructor, he would really think that he owed him a lot of money.
But Peterson also cursed secretly in his heart: If you have a relationship with Harry, the sycophant, why are you throwing it at me
It's a pity that Remick also wanted to deal with transfer students like Luke before, so he deliberately arranged him in the demanding Peterson class instead of instructor Harry.
As a result, both of them are quite miserable now.
But Peterson is still very good at being an instructor.
Next, he precisely bypassed Luke, the stubble, and focused his firepower on the other rookies.
A few minutes later, Peterson took out his mobile phone with a serious face, hummed a few times, and then called his name: "Student Luke, Director Remick has a document that needs you to sign, you can go there."
Luke could hear it, but there was no voice on the phone.
But he just said he understood and went to Remick's office.
Knocking on the door, I saw that the training director's expression was much gentler than before: "Luke, we have already understood your situation, and your next training schedule is arranged like this..."
After talking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Is that okay?"
Luke nodded with a smile: "Thank you very much for your understanding, Director Remick."
At this time, the door was knocked again.
Before Remick could say anything, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged strong man with black bald head walked in.
He was still yelling in dissatisfaction: "Remick, can't your rookies here be trained by ordinary police detectives? Recently, our time is very tight, and it is a waste of time to come here... Uh, Detective Luke?"
Luke kept smiling: "Captain Kobe? It's been a long time. Work pressure is still so great?"
The person who came was Harrison Kobe, the captain of a certain SAT team who met Luke during the Zhongfu Building robbery.
Hearing Luke's question, Harrison with the black bald head smiled wryly: "Just call me Harrison. You haven't heard about the case in the East District last night, have you? Now the bureau requires us to strengthen our efforts, but they also ask us to give The police officers were doing anti-terrorism training, and I was so busy that I didn’t have time to go to the toilet, and I almost peed my pants.”
As he said that, he looked at Remick: "You invited Luke here, so why do you call us?"
Remick was puzzled: "Huh?"
Luke coughed lightly: "Harrison, I'm here for training."
Harrison's expression froze, looking at Luke.
Luke nodded to confirm his words.
Harrison turned his head to Remick again, and Remick nodded silently before he lost his voice: "Are you serious? Who can train Luke in this shitty place? Wait, is it some kind of computer or rules and regulations training? "
Luke smiled and said nothing.
It's better not to talk about things like participating in the police induction training by yourself.
Harrison wouldn't gossip about him, but if one more person knew about it, there would be more risk of leakage.
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