On the other side, Remick's expression changed, and he suddenly asked, "Harrison, are you familiar with Detective Luke?"
Harrison subconsciously nodded. "Of course … Well …" He suddenly paused.
What he meant was that while he was familiar with Luke's affairs, Luke wasn't familiar with him.
Naturally, Luke wouldn't slap Harrison in the face. This SAT captain was a nice guy, and they didn't have any conflicts.
He continued to smile and didn't say anything, which was a tacit agreement with Harrison.
Looking at their expressions, Remick pondered for a moment, before he asked tentatively, "Detective Luke, we're really short on trainers right now, and it's even harder to find professionals who know how to fight terrorism. The FBI has also made it clear that they can't spare anyone to help us with this short-term training. How about … you help us out? "
Luke was stunned. "Me? I think I'm a student. "
As he spoke, Remick paid attention to Harrison's expression, and realized that the old man didn't object at all. Instead, he nodded slightly, and had a rough idea of what to do.
He put on his usual smile. "Detective Luke, even an old man like me has to be a part-time receptionist in the training base. We really don't have enough manpower."
Seeing that Luke didn't reject him outright, he quickly struck while the iron was hot. "Our requirements aren't actually high. We just need to give these rookies the most basic counterterrorism knowledge. Really advanced content isn't suitable for them. After all, they haven't learned any professional skills yet."
Luke pondered for a moment. "Is that so?"
"As someone who's been through it, you should give them some practical advice and talk from your experience so that these young people can avoid some fatal dangers. That's fine, right?" Remick was very glib.
As a manager of the police academy, he naturally wasn't a brute. Looking at Luke's expression, he said tentatively, "If you run into any trouble during the training, I'll do my best to help you. How does that sound?"
Luke thought for a moment before he said, "It's mainly a matter of time. After all, I'm a detective in the Major Crimes Division. I really don't have enough time every day."
Remick immediately made the decision. "Just give each class two hours of training, no, one hour! Just give the new students an hour of training, and you can do whatever you want for the rest of the time. "
Luke said, "Deal!"
Stumped for a moment, Remick didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Would I really keep you here for class?"
Luke smiled but didn't say anything. Managers like you are the best at conning people! Only a ghost would believe you.
Without a definite answer, he wouldn't put in any effort!
He was a good young man with the core values of XXXX. He didn't have the time to volunteer to teach rookie police officers in the United States.
It wasn't easy for him to be reborn, and he didn't have time to contribute to America's legal system.
…
Although Dustin had taken care of this training, the saying that a local manager was better than a local manager was applicable everywhere.
After dealing with Remick, the head of training, it wouldn't be too troublesome for Luke to come to the training base for an hour every few days before he went out to do his own things.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the shamelessness of a certain minor official in the administrative system.
Looking at his smiling face, Remick immediately said, "Then let's start today. It just so happens that this batch of students is officially being trained today."
Luke: … F * ck! Of course I know that training starts today. Otherwise, why would I be here!
As if I'd believe you! This rotten old man is really bad!
A few minutes later, Luke looked at him helplessly. "Harrison, didn't you say you were busy?"
Harrison was all smiles. "It's fine. I've already asked my teammates to hold the fort. If anything happens, I'll have Remick send me on a helicopter."
Remick said, "… That's a helicopter for training students."
Harrison glanced at him. "I'm considering reducing the training time to half an hour. Hm, or ten minutes?"
Remick said, "… It's our honor to serve our colleagues in the SAT."
Luke rolled his eyes. You two rotten old men are really bad!
Naturally, Harrison was here to watch how Luke trained the students.
In the words of this black baldie, he hadn't neglected any of the FBI, CIA, or Homeland Security trainings. He had to understand all the practical courses.
He was a professional counter-terrorism officer on the front line. He had to be at the forefront of the new trends in counter-terrorism, or the chances of his teammates dying or even himself dying would increase rapidly.
Luke had left a deep impression on Harrison.
If it weren't for the fact that their work rarely intersected and they were both busy, he would have looked for Luke to discuss these professional issues.
Now that he had the opportunity to catch Luke in class, he had to listen in no matter what.
However, he didn't record it, and even stopped Remick, who was about to record it.
Remick didn't know what cases Luke had worked on, but Harrison had a rough idea.
As the top combat force of the Los Angeles Police Department, Harrison knew a thing or two about the major cases in Los Angeles.
When some major cases were mysteriously closed without the names of the detectives involved, he would think of Luke.
Although there were many cases in which Luke was involved, there were indeed many cases involving Luke, such as the recent attack on Stark Industries.
Dozens of criminals had been killed on the spot, and the casualties of Stark Industries' security guards were more than double digits, but none of the police officers present were injured.
Harrison understood that it was only because the police had played a major role in the attack that Stark Industries, which had suffered heavy losses, wouldn't bother the police department.
He then thought of Luke — wasn't that a certain someone's routine operation when he took on more than thirty people on his own?
While he could take on dozens of people on his own, he could also escape unscathed from an extraordinary existence like Bullseye.
Harrison had to learn more about the experience of such an expert.
Back on the field, Remick said something to Instructor Peterson in a low voice.
Peterson had a pained expression, but he still said, "Okay, today we've found Luke Coulson, who works on the front lines and has a lot of experience. He'll talk to you about some important counter-terrorism experience."
All the students looked at Luke at the same time. They all remembered that his name was Luke.
With a habitual smile on his face, Luke stepped forward and said, "I don't belong to a professional counter-terrorism team. This Captain Harrison behind me is. He'll teach you the truly important counter-terrorism knowledge."
Harrison didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I'm here to listen to your class, not to be dragged onto the stage.
Luke then changed the topic. "So, I won't talk about professionalism. I'll just talk about a few things that frontline officers need to pay attention to when carrying out a mission."
Everybody waited quietly.
"First, no matter where you are, please develop a good habit of paying attention to suitable cover nearby at all times." Luke said, "This isn't mandatory. But you should at least pay attention to one or two backup locations, so that you won't have to figure out where to hide when you're shot. "
Everybody looked at each other. This seemed a little … cowardly?
.。 m.
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