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

Chapter 40 Complaint (Please read)

The time is half past eight.

West Canyon Police Station, a bustling reception hall.

Eric walked by with a calm expression, occasionally responding to the greetings of his colleagues who had just finished their night shift.

"Hey, Eric!"

A familiar voice came, and Eric looked in the direction of the sound. It was one of the veteran police officers who was closest to him.

"How was last night, Thorne."

Eric smiled, clapped his hands and shook hands with Thorne who walked up to him.

"Not bad. I heard you're training a rookie?" Thorne's expressionless face forced a smile.

If there were anyone who knew Thorne, they would probably think it was weird. How could Thorne, who was like an iceberg, serious and kept strangers away, actually laugh?
Eric smiled and said, "Yeah."

Thorne asked, "How does it feel?"

Eric thought of Annie and said calmly, "It's just a little troublesome."

Thorne smiled and said, "I understand!"

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The two chatted for a while, exchanging some patrol information of the morning and evening shifts as usual, and soon separated.

Eric narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Thorne leave. From Thorne, he learned that the public security seemed to be becoming chaotic at night.

Because new gangs have emerged recently, there are often gang fights or robberies at night, as well as reports of frequent gunshots.

At the same time, incidents of drunkenness and fighting have become more frequent than before.

This means that night patrols will become more severe and dangerous than before.

"What a troubled time."

Eric shook his head and continued walking towards the locker room. He still had another month before he was rotated to the night shift, and maybe things would calm down by then.

Before he could walk over, he was stopped by a voice from the reception area. It was Mira, a female police officer with a certain degree of experience.

"Officer Eric."

Eric stopped and said, "What's going on, Mira?"

Mira smiled and said, "When Chief Daves came, he told me that if he saw you coming to work, he would ask you to go to his office.
I think he looks unhappy today, so be careful."

Eric raised his eyebrows, nodded and smiled: "Thanks! I will be mentally prepared." After saying goodbye to Mira, he continued to walk towards the locker room.

Although he didn't know what Daves wanted to talk to him about before the daily meeting, Eric was used to it.

Daves' office might be torture for other officers, but for him, it's like home.

He really liked the changes in the expression on Daves's dark face. It was really magical. The face really became darker and darker.

locker room.

"Morning, Eric."

"Morning, Darren."

"Eric, morning, where are you going?"

"Good morning, Will. See you in Daves' office."

"Well, you must have done something again yesterday, you unlucky guy. See you later."

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Eric, fully armed, walked out of the office while dealing with his colleagues and made his way to Daves' office before the meeting.

"Come in!"

After knocking on the door, Eric pushed the door open and entered after hearing Daves say come in.

Sure enough, just as Mira said, Daves, who was sitting inside the desk, had a really stinky face, so that his already dark face became even darker, which was extremely obvious in the daytime.

"cough!"

Eric stood up and shouted, "Sir! I'm here. You called me here. Is there something wrong?" Daves stared at Eric, pulled out a document from the drawer, stood up from his chair, and walked slowly towards Eric.

Combined with his aura and extremely dark face, he was a bit intimidating, but Eric remained calm and watched Daves walk up to him.

"Do you want to see what you did yesterday?"

Eric shouted, "Yes, sir!"

"Damn it!" Daves subconsciously took a step back, resisting the urge to wipe his face. He placed the document in his hand against Eric's chest with an expressionless face, and let Eric pick it up.

As a result, Eric knew why Daves asked him to come over today.

It turned out that a citizen had complained about him speeding yesterday. Eric's eye twitched. Complaints are really popular here. Citizens of this country call to complain at every turn.

Daves said, "Do you understand why I called you here?"

Eric laughed dryly and said, "Sir."

Daves stretched out his finger, tapped Eric's chest hard, interrupting him before he finished speaking, and shouted loudly.

"Four citizens complained that an Explorer patrol car was hurtling towards them at over a hundred yards per hour, nearly hitting their car!

Officer Eric! Do you want me to find a place for you to race your car all day?

Eric let Daves's face twist with anger, and he said calmly: "Report, sir! It's like this. At that time, I received a report of a police incident assigned by the dispatch center.

It was a Code 2-HIGH at the time, but it suddenly escalated to a Code 3. Because it involved a shooting, the situation was extremely urgent! So I had to respond as quickly as possible!

Sir! This is my duty! I must protect the safety of the citizens and do my best to complete the mission they have given me! "

With the Code 3 instruction as the basis, he is right no matter what, as long as he does not cause any property loss.

Daves stared at Eric expressionlessly, his chest rising and falling a little. He found that this sentence was really impeccable: "Write me a report at noon."

Eric twitched his lips. He hated writing reports, but he could only say loudly:
"Yes! Sir!"

"You can go now." Daves waved his hand distractedly.

"Yes! Sir!" Eric turned around and prepared to walk towards the door.

He passed this level again.

But at this moment, Daves stopped him again: "Wait, did you save a mother and daughter at Whole Foods Market yesterday?"

Eric stopped immediately, looked back at Daves, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Sir, you know?"

You have to know that it was only one night ago, and the patrol officer who responded to this incident was from the Wilshire Police Department, not the West Canyon Police Department. How did Daves know about this?
Daves noticed the change in Eric's gaze and actually praised him for the first time:
"well done!"

Eric was stunned, looking at Daves, whose expression softened. He didn't understand what was happening. Ward? The sun rose from the west? Daves actually praised him?
Daves seemed to feel uncomfortable as well, and his expression instantly changed, returning to his fierce look. He pulled out a document from a corner of his desk and threw it to Eric.

Eric took it instinctively, but before he could open it, Daves started to chase him away.

"Get out! Turn in the documents along with your report by noon!"

Hearing this, Eric could only resist the urge to flip through the book, and smiled as he looked at Daves, who had a murderous look on his face.

"Yes! Sir!"

After saying that, he turned around, opened the door and left the office.

Daves looked at the slowly closing door, thinking of the scene where he had just praised someone, and shook his head and laughed.

"Damn it!"

Outside the aisle.

Eric stood behind the closed door, looking at the documents in his hand, frowning subconsciously and turning the pages.

Finally, he understood why Daves praised him so much for the first time.

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