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Peterson was stunned: "Who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, are you Instructor Peterson?" Luke said with his signature smile.
Peterson nodded unconsciously: "I am, you"
Luke: "Student Luke Colson, come to report." Remick handed over the note in his hand.
With a dark face, Peterson took the note and looked at it. He was silent for a moment, with anger flashing in his eyes.
This training has been announced for a long time, how come someone suddenly intervenes?
But he didn't get angry immediately.
He is a principled person, and he will only use practical actions to clean up this unruly queue-jumping rookie.
"Okay, let's go, and you can follow us." Peterson said and walked out of the large classroom quickly.
Luke followed with his usual expression, turning a blind eye to the gazes of a group of reserve rookies behind him.
In less than two minutes, Peterson led all the students to the playground: "Now, let me test your basic skills. Who comes first?"
Luke met his gaze, with the smile still on his face, and he raised his hand simply: "Report to me, sir!"
Peterson was stunned for a moment and muttered in his mind: There is nothing wrong with this guy¡¯s choice of words!
Ordinary rookies will just say "I", "I'll do it", "I'll try" and the like.
Peterson can grab the other person and yell at him, saying nonsense like he must call the reporting officer first.
In fact, this is a common training method. It allows rookies to realize in detail that the police belong to a disciplinary force and must learn to obey orders.
Annoyed in his heart, he raised the stopwatch in his hand and pressed it, then said: "Okay, let's do the 400-meter obstacle test first, let's get started."
Luke: "Yes, sir." He rushed onto the obstacle course.
After Luke started the test, all the rookie students were waiting to see how this rookie passed the test, so that they could have a reference for themselves.
But within twenty seconds, instructor Peterson and all the students felt like they were beeping: Are you kidding me? You are here to play with us!
On the field, Luke was leaping like flying. He still had that smile on his face, and you could tell he was in a relaxed state at a glance.
He jumped over the low barrier in one leap, and his steps were steady and even on the slender single-plank bridge. He climbed up and down the high wall in less than a second. All obstacles were as if he had practiced them countless times without making any mistakes, and his movements were light and smooth. He looked at ease.
When Luke returned to the starting point, he looked at the stunned Peterson and smiled brightly: "Report to the commander, the test is completed."
Peterson nodded numbly.
Luke looked at the stopwatch in his hand: "Sir, can I return to the team?"
Peterson nodded again, suddenly came to his senses, 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. He didn¡¯t even know whether he was delayed by ten seconds or fifteen seconds.
His lips moved, but he couldn't think of what to say.
Criticize it, Peterson¡¯s own best record is not as good as this result! If you call this result a piece of shit, doesn't that mean he is worse than a piece of shit?
When it comes to praise, he has never prepared and can't even think of words.
Peterson was awkwardly stuck.
Over there, Remick happened to come out of the side door of the building. When he saw this, he greeted from a distance: "Peterson, come here."
As if he was being amnesty, Peterson shouted: "Return to the team, take a break." and hurriedly walked towards Remick.
Luke stood silently at the front of the students, watching the conversation between Remick and Peterson in the distance, and found that the two people's expressions seemed inexplicably tangled as they talked in low voices.
There were many students whispering behind him. His amazing ears could hear these words clearly, but they were all expected.
There are no people who say bad things.
Of course, what these people said privately back home is another matter.
Soon, the two middle-aged men over there finished talking, and Remick left directly.
Peterson was there, turning his back to the students for at least ten seconds before turning around and walking over.
Looking at Peterson with a stiff smile on his face, Luke was speechless: If he hadn't been sure that he didn't lend the instructor money, he would have thought that he owed him a lot of money.
Peterson was also cursing secretly in his heart: If you have connections, you will be a sycophant.Where are you going? Why are you throwing it here?
"It's a pity that Remick also wanted to deal with transfer students like Luke before, so he deliberately placed him in Peterson's class, which is strict, instead of instructor Harry's class.
As a result, both of them are quite miserable now.
¡°But Peterson is still very capable as an instructor.
Next, he accurately bypassed Luke, the tough opponent, and focused his firepower on the other rookies.
A few minutes later, Peterson took out his cell phone with a serious look on his face, made a few uh-oh-oh-oh sounds, and then called his name: "Student Luke, Director Remick has a document that needs you to sign. You can come over."
Luke could hear it, but there was no sound at all on the phone.
But he just expressed his understanding and went to Remick¡¯s office.
After knocking on the door, the training supervisor's expression was much gentler than before: "Luke, we already understand your situation. Your next training schedule is arranged like this"
After talking for a while, he tentatively asked: "Is this okay?"
Luke smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much for your consideration, Director Remick."
At this time, the door was knocked again.
Before Remick could say anything, the door was pushed open and a middle-aged man with a black bald head walked in.
He was still shouting with dissatisfaction: "Remick, can't your rookies here be trained by ordinary police detectives? Our time is very tight recently, and it is a complete waste to come here to take classes Uh, Detective Luke?"
Luke kept smiling: "Captain Kobe? It's been a long time since we last met. Is the work pressure still so high?"
The person coming is Harrison Kobe, the captain of a certain swat team who met Luke during the Nakatomi Building robbery.
Hearing Luke's question, the black bald Harrison smiled bitterly: "Just call me Harrison. You haven't heard about the case in the East District last night, right? 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 even have time to go to the toilet and almost peed my pants.¡±
As he said that, he looked at Remick: "You've invited Luke here, so why did you ask us?"
Remick was confused: "Huh?"
Luke coughed slightly: "Harrison, I'm here for training."
Harrison¡¯s face was dull for a moment and he looked 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 give Luke training in this terrible place? Wait, is it some kind of computer or rules and regulations training? "
Luke smiled and said nothing.
It¡¯s better not to make any noise about attending police induction training yourself.
Harrison would not gossip about him, but if one more person knew, the risk of leakage would increase. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com