Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Although the Los Angeles Police Department has more than 10,000 people, there are still a large number of clerks who are not out of the office, and there are 7,000 or more police officers on the front line. Fastest update ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

The police academy brought in over a thousand students who had gone through basic training and a few days of internship, which greatly eased the stretched police force.

The trainees were not yet able to cope with the scenes of armed conflict, but it was sufficient to assist formal police officers to channel traffic and maintain order.

Unfortunately, Los Angeles is a city with a "glorious tradition."

Riots inevitably occurred after a large number of residents left their homes and sought refuge elsewhere.

Various news of smashing and snatching came from the radio station of the police station.

Luke and the two directly ignored the petty guys, and only picked the guys who were armed to fight with the police.

At noon, the two parked the car outside INNOUT and sat silently in front of the car eating the burger they just bought.

Luke looked up at the sky, and sighed in his heart: unfortunately it was daylight!

The gangsters at the grocery store ran past them at a stroke, and the two just moved their eyelids and continued to eat lunch silently.

This is too much.

In the morning, two people witnessed a sneak robbery. There were more than 50 ordinary fights, which could not be managed.

As long as the gun is not moved, these actions can only be let go, otherwise the patrol officer must be notified to take over.

Now the patrol officers are too busy. The ghost knows how long it will take to get there, and there are not so many places in the police station to detain people.

Suddenly, Luke's phone rang.

He picked up quickly: "What's the matter?"

A crackling sound rang from the microphone, and Claire yelled, "We're outside the University of Southern Canada. A group of gangsters with guns are fighting us. They are many."

Luke: "You hide, I'll be there in five minutes."

He hung up the phone and lifted the car out of the trunk: "I'll go first, you drive."

Selena: "OK."

As Luke spoke, he stepped on his foot, and his car suddenly accelerated, disappearing quickly on the crowded street.

His car is a bicycle.

In the case of traffic congestion, motorcycles are not easy to use, and bicycles have come in handy.

With his physical endurance, even if suppressed to a normal state, riding a distance of twenty or thirty kilometers is not more than ten or twenty minutes.

When he saw the place he couldn't pass, he flew off and got off the car, carried the bar on his shoulders, ran a few steps out of the congested street area, and then continued to fly by bike.

Claire is not far from his location, less than five kilometers in a straight line.

Luke turned over from some short roads with no more than ten kilograms of bicycles and rushed to the scene within five minutes.

The direction in which he appeared was behind the gangster, and he rushed out of the alley on a bicycle without stopping, two feet left and right, and the two gangsters standing at the alleyway were pinned to the wall.

With a stinging reactionary force, he straightened up, pushed his hands, and the bicycle entered unmanned mode and crashed into a bush of flowers not far away.

This is his emergency vehicle today, but it cannot be broken.

While flying and getting out of the car, he drew his hands under his left and right armpits, and Glock and the M686 left wheels lifted at the same time.

Poppy poppy!

Luke's feet rushed for seven or eight meters on the ground. The sound of the two guns sounded like exploding beans. Finally, he removed the charge, crossed his hands again, and drew both guns back.

Near the alley, seven or eight gangsters behind the car, the corner, the trash can, and the steps all blossomed on their chests and belly, and they fell to the ground.

"LAPD!" He shouted.

This is not a warning to the gangster, but to let the police officers behind two police cars more than ten meters away pay attention and don't hit him as a gangster.

However, he was obviously more concerned.

The sound of the little leather monkey over there sounded: "Haha, it's my brother, it's my brother, we're all right."

Luke also saw her retract a small mirror before popping her head out half.

Her actions are still quite cautious, and Robert's years of teaching and Selena's recent training have contributed.

Luke laughed: "clear!"

The little leather monkey slowly stood up, and the gun in his hand kept his attitude of attacking at any time. He greeted his companions to come over: "Don't care, two people in a group, check the guns on the gangster one by one. Shot dead. "

Luke didn't step in.

No training is as good as real combat. This is the best internship.

Looking at the four police academy students with blue edges on the brims, Lu Ke breathed a sigh of relief: At least this rookie was not shot.

Claire stared at his companions to clean up the gangsters' guns, but bad news was reported in his mouth: "Luke, both of our team officers were shot."

Luke said, "I'll go and see."

Behind the police car, two patrolmen, a man and a woman, leaned against the front door and moaned in pain.

Luke checked it quickly and nodded and comforted: "It penetrated through the wound. There were no injuries to the large blood vessels and bones. The problem was not serious. Did you call an ambulance?"

Claire: "Called."

Luke: "That's OK. Do you have first aid supplies in your police car?"

Claire quickly found a first aid box.

Luke found a pair of rubber gloves inside, one for each of the two patrol officers, and let them temporarily hold the large blood vessels near the wound with their gloved hands: "This can reduce some bleeding, if the ambulance comes, Late, just use the straps. "

As for bandaging, he was too lazy to do it.

The injuries of the two patrol officers were far from being in need of first aid. Once the ambulance arrived, the medical staff would naturally do this.

The skinny monkey's companions have cleared the field, and she also relaxes. Wow in her mouth, she keeps jumping in front of Luke: "I saw it, you were so handsome just now! Luke."

She showed Luke's cross-pull and cross-pull stance and signaled what she was talking about.

Luke smiled, patted her head: "Of course. I told you long ago that I was the best batch in the Los Angeles Police."

Little skin monkey hehe: "I thought you were bragging, your marksmanship was far worse than mine when you were in middle school."

Luke: "It's been a year since I graduated from high school ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has made great progress!"

"Hi Luke." A voice jack came in.

Luke bowed his head and smiled, "Hello, Miss Thompson."

"I didn't say it last time, just call me Karen." The blonde Miss Karen Thompson offered to reach out and shook him.

Luke wanted to let go with a light grip, but Karen's strength was not weak, he just held it for two seconds before releasing it.

He looked still and smiled in his mouth: "It seems that your training has achieved good results."

Karen: "Thanks to Claire, let us enforce safety rules as soon as a firefight occurs."

Lu Ke snorted and looked at Claire: Wouldn't this little monkey make public the safety rules she taught her?

Claire noticed his gaze and explained: "Three points of the student's safety code, it's very simple."