The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 17: Serious and Responsible
Compared to street patrols and patrol officers with monotonous duties, detectives are a rather special position with their own system, independent of uniformed police officers, and outside the command system of all police officers in uniform.

This means that the most senior detective on the scene can declare command of the incident even if a more senior officer is present.

Because its main responsibility is to investigate and solve criminal cases such as serious crimes, homicide, drugs, sexual crimes, robbery, etc.

If we use the distinction made in previous generations of China, patrolmen are equivalent to local policemen, and detectives are equivalent to criminal policemen.

In fact, based on his previous merits, he was qualified to enter the internal recruitment stage of the Detective Bureau.

But the reason why he has been a second-level police officer until now is that he did it on purpose. He deliberately made some mistakes in some police cases, which offset his mistakes.

The reason for this is because of the system's mechanism, because he wants to become stronger faster and have the strength to withstand those perverts and masters who have committed major crimes.

After all, a patrol officer may receive and complete five or six police cases a day, while a detective needs a certain amount of time to solve a criminal case. The difference in numbers is very obvious here.

"It seems the mission trigger mechanism relies on luck, not quality, so we can only rely on quantity to win. Also, while patrol officer work seems a bit dangerous, it's also relatively easy for me."

The uncertainty on Eric's face disappeared in an instant. When he looked at the figure outside the window again, he had a slightly different opinion in his mind. His gaze changed quietly and he began to think.

A babysitter? Maybe he could find a good supporter for himself before becoming a detective.

With someone behind you, the road will be easier.

Annie stood bored in the aisle of the briefing room, looking at the intersection over there, silent and quiet, but her mind was thinking of all the legends of the police academy and the smiling portrait hanging high above. Her expression changed from time to time and no one knew what she was thinking.

Just when she was thinking more deeply, a calm and magnetic voice sounded in her ears.

"Rookie, follow me."

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the instructor, who looked very handsome both in the photo and in person, was already walking towards the intersection. She took a deep breath and jogged after him.

West Canyon Police Department Equipment Depot.

Many patrolmen were equipped with their equipment and were leaving. Only Eric walked slowly with Annie.

"Hey, Eric, I gotta go."

"Why did the commander keep you here?"

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"Good luck on your fishing trip, buddy."

"Nothing, Will. You know you shouldn't ask questions."

Eric casually responded to the greetings one after another, and brought Annie, who followed him obediently, to an aisle inside. There were rows of equipment on both sides of the aisle.

"Fasten it. You can tighten it a little bit as long as it doesn't affect your movements."

Eric picked out a brand new belt from the rack full of duty belts and handed it to Annie behind him without even looking at it.

Then he picked up seven or eight bags from the cabinet filled with spare equipment bags and handed them all to Annie who was hurriedly fastening her belt.

Annie took it subconsciously, and curled her lips at the full equipment bag in her hand. Seeing Eric in front of her took some more equipment, she could only hurriedly buckle it into her belt.

"How many magazines do you need?" Eric subconsciously turned around and asked Annie who was still buttoning the equipment bag.

"Two is enough, right?"

Annie nodded subconsciously: "That's enough, instructor."

"OK!"

Eric picked out two more magazine pouches and handed them over, ignoring Annie's expression.

Then he took her to the equipment area.

"Did you learn where all the equipment is located in the police academy? Oh, whether you learned it or not, I'll explain it to you my way."

Eric ignored Annie and took a piece of equipment by himself. He said again, since Daves asked him to teach well, then he would teach well!

"This is a telescopic baton, used for non-lethal force control. It's located on the weak hand side for quick access. These are handcuffs, often in pairs. They can be placed at the back or side of the waist, depending on your preference."

A tactical flashlight has a temporary blinding effect and can be placed on the side of your strong hand or in front of you. It is up to you to decide whichever is more comfortable for you.

The walkie-talkie, a tool for real-time communication with the dispatch center and your teammates, is placed on the back waist.

First aid kit/pepper spray, by your side."

As Eric took it and said it, Annie, who was following closely behind him, changed her appearance instantly. Her belt was full of various equipment, and she looked like a patrol police officer.

With her delicate yet heroic face, this girl looks very capable and pretty.

"Not bad." Eric commented. This newcomer was indeed quite capable. Even if he deliberately sped up her movements, she could still handle it well.

Annie exhaled slowly, looked at Eric and said, "Instructor, I learned all this in the police academy. You're also from the police academy, so you shouldn't be unaware of this, right?"

"Oh! So that's how it is." Eric said and continued walking forward.

Annie's face twitched. She looked at Eric's back, her lips moving. It was unclear whether she was secretly cursing or complaining about Eric.

Eric didn't know what Annie was doing behind his back, and even if he knew, he didn't care. He just took her to the core area of ​​the equipment warehouse.

"Hey, Ball!"

Eric leaned against the edge of the table and shouted to Bauer inside.

"Bring out your well-maintained gun."

Hearing the sound, Bauer stretched his head and saw the beautiful patrolwoman standing next to Eric, and said in surprise:
"Is this your new partner? What? Your commander can assign you such a beautiful partner? I've never seen one before."

"What are you talking about!" Eric scolded with a smile:
"She's my student! Stop talking nonsense."

"Oh~newcomer?" Bauer disappeared.

Eric continued, "I have an eye for flaws. Don't fool me, Ball."

Ball's voice came from Curry: "Hey, you guy. I know, I know."

Hearing this, Eric smiled and looked at Annie who was waiting beside him.

"What's your go-to gun in the academy? The only sidearms you can choose here are Beretta, S&W, and Glock."

Annie said: "Glock 17."

Eric thought to himself, "As expected," he continued:
"Remember, your service gun is not your personal weapon. It belongs to the police department, so you only have the right to use it. You must return it to the police department and register it before leaving get off work, including every bullet."

Annie looked at Eric and nodded silently.

At this time, Ball had already walked out of the warehouse, and under the gaze of the two men, he placed all the guns in his hands on the table one by one.

"These are all excellent guns that I have carefully tuned. Take your pick."

With Bauer's speechless look in his eyes, Eric personally checked everything.

"Not bad!"

Bauer said angrily, "Damn it! You don't trust me! Is there still trust between us?"

Eric said calmly: "This is the most important guy. I have to be responsible for my students."

Ball raised the international hand sign to express his opinion.

Eric didn't care and looked at Annie, whose expression changed a little because of his words.

"Pick your gun, rookie. The gun you choose will be one of the most important guns in your patrol career."

(End of this chapter)