What Claire trusted the most was Luke's safety training.
Before confirming the result of victory, don't get carried away, otherwise it will be easy to be killed by others.
Even with that inexplicable glutton...
"Apologize! I'm not inexplicable, and didn't I tell you, don't call me by my real name? That's a spell, do you understand!" The deep voice sounded again, and this time he finally spoke much faster.
Claire apologized faster: "I'm sorry ah, uh, it's you."
Communicating with that mysterious existence in her heart, she checked all the gangsters and finally relaxed.
The only culprit alive was the unlucky bird who had already flown away, but this person had already passed out due to severe pain and blood loss.
The other gangsters, including the first one she shot in the chest and abdomen with two mirror shots, all died.
"My God! You did this?" Karen murmured.
Claire cried: "I said it wasn't me, but something else did it, don't you believe it?"
"I'm nothing else! Apologies!" the deep voice growled again in annoyance.
sorry. Claire apologized quickly this time.
She also thought of one thing: that name can't be called, so how should I call you
"As long as you want to say something to me, I can feel it naturally, so you don't need to address me specifically." After the deep voice finished speaking, there was silence.
Claire still wanted to exchange a few words with this deep voice.
Karen, who finished the inspection at the side, suddenly turned her head, hugged her, and slapped her face: "Cool! Chick! You have been hiding your perfect marksmanship all the time, because you are afraid of hitting your classmates during training?" ?”
Claire: "Huh?"
Karen kept talking excitedly: "This is really great! I also have a super cool policewoman by my side. My mother also said that women are not good policemen, so I should go back and learn music or painting. Haha, I want to see what she has to say when facing the facts."
Claire slapped her ass.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Karen was jumping up and down, clutching her buttocks.
"Are you sure to tell your mother that your police school classmate killed six gunmen in one shot, and she will let you continue this job?" Claire glared at her.
Karen: "... Well, I won't mention this to her. But you can't keep this matter secret at the police station, right? You will definitely write a report when you go back. Do you want me to help you?"
Claire's head swelled when she thought of Selena's science popularization, shooting and killing the suspect, a lot of investigation and reporting procedures, and psychological evaluation: "How can I help?"
Karen: "I have an uncle who is in the DP Internal Affairs Department, so you understand."
Claire: "Conditions."
Luke once mentioned that as long as the shooting does not violate the rules, the follow-up is just chores and annoying, but it is not a big problem.
She didn't think that Karen could help her in vain. Even though the relationship between the two was very good, it wasn't to the point of wasting resources to help her with chores.
"First, you will be my personal shooting instructor...and fighting instructor." Karen said excitedly.
Claire sneered: "It's a good idea. I will be your consultant for two hours a month. Do you want it or not?"
Karen: "Deal."
Claire was taken aback for a moment, then understood: "Your psychological expectation is two hours?"
Karen smiled but didn't answer: "Second, I'm chasing your brother, you need to help."
Claire resolutely refused: "Impossible."
Seeing Karen's expression, she added: "I won't cause trouble, but if I want to chase him myself, I don't have so much free time to play this childish game with you."
Karen thought for a while, then nodded: "Deal."
She knew that Claire seemed cheerful and generous, but the bottom line in her heart was very tough.
Whoever tries to force her will only get a stronger backlash.
Trying to get the best benefit is her family teaching.
Accept as soon as you see it, this is also her family's teaching.
Claire murmured in her heart: I will help you chase Luke only if I am crazy. In case you are rejected, you can only complain to me if you become angry
She knew better that Luke's character had very low tolerance for people other than his family.
It's just that this indifferent nature is usually covered up under his gentle appearance and enough etiquette.
Of course she would not accept this hot condition.
The two girlfriends who had their own thoughts reached an agreement, and then they began to notify the patrol to wash the ground.
Unbeknownst to Luke, an unreliable dog head finally did something extremely unreliable. He and Selena were busy driving mobs around the city.
This night, relying on the thousands of tear gas bombs he fired, he successfully gained a lot of experience points.
Under his tear gas bombing, those thugs changed from a large group of dozens or hundreds of people to small and medium groups of ten or twenty people, and then into groups of three or four.
The experience points for dispelling these troublemakers every time also changed from about one hundred at the beginning to thirty or fifty points, and in the end there were not even ten points.
However, this still couldn't resist his unremitting efforts this night.
Repeatedly brushing these super many miscellaneous fish mobs brought him more than 5,000 experience points.
At the beginning, the group of saving and beating people with the big iron man also had more than 2,000 experience points.
The host experience in the system has also become 55730/90000.
Points: 44230.
Luke was satisfied.
After he washed the southeast city back and forth twice, this extremely chaotic earthquake night finally passed.
Along with the magic of the sun, the commotion gradually subsided.
When she got home, Claire was already asleep. She called at seven o'clock this morning, saying that she had already eaten at home, and told them to leave her alone.
After a brief wash, the two heated up the homemade sandwiches they had made in advance, finished their breakfast briefly, and took a rest.
Selena went straight into the room and fell asleep.
Luke sat quietly in the living room, watching the news on the tablet with a very low volume.
As expected, the news in Los Angeles is once again frying pan.
The TV station is full of news about the earthquake, and San Francisco is much more serious than Los Angeles.
They may want to make the people of Los Angeles feel better. At least this earthquake, Los Angeles is not the most unlucky.
And thanks to the early warning of Professor Lawrence-Hayes, the death toll of the California earthquake was not exaggerated as expected.
The death toll in Los Angeles is currently determined to be 37 due to the earthquake disaster, and that in San Francisco is 76.
Of course, this is only a small part of the casualties.
There are too many injured people, it is difficult to count.
Second, there were huge riots last night in both Los Angeles and San Francisco.
This morning in Los Angeles, it is basically determined that the riots will not continue to expand, but will gradually shrink.
San Francisco was not so lucky. The riots there continued even during the day, and many poor people from the surrounding area even followed suit and rushed into the city, hoping to make a fortune.
The police station there is naturally in great trouble.