Both of them were wearing police uniforms, and the one in the lead was the Chief of
of
Four stars, the boss of all the police officers in Los Angeles.
If he wanted to go up, he would have to salute this bigshot. Why bother?
The two guys, who were clearly students, approached him with glowing eyes. "Cadet Kyle Blanks (Chad Copeland) reporting for duty, sir!"
The chief was displeased. "Get lost, idiots."
"Yes, sir!" The two guys saluted and left dejectedly.
Luke chuckled. So, it was right that he didn't go up and get into trouble!
Don't think that a bigshot like the chief wouldn't swear; he was a first-line officer.
Looking at the chief's face, it was as if he had just been fed sh * t and had to swallow it down. It was normal for him to be scolded.
Candidates 3 and 4 had appeared!
Those two cadets … well, they had a strong sense of self-management.
Obedient people were always needed, even if they weren't well liked by their colleagues.
A few minutes later, he entered Remick's office.
Looking at the old guy, Luke said helplessly, "Director Remick, you're screwing me over, aren't you? There were 233 students in the last batch, so I agreed to screen them. But you didn't tell me that the police academy would be recruiting two batches of students in a row this year. Tell me the truth. How many more people are we recruiting this time? "
With a bitter smile, Remick raised his hand and drew a circle outside the window. "All of them."
Luke: "… Are you kidding? How much will it cost to train them? How can the department agree to that? "
"The department has received a lot of donations recently, and we've been planning to recruit more people," Remick explained. "Also, you know how bad the security situation in Los Angeles has been recently, right?"
Luke nodded.
If he didn't know, nobody in Los Angeles knew better.
Remick said, "So, the mayor has already given the commissioner a strict order to turn the situation around, or the commissioner can get the hell out of here."
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Recruiting these students won't work so quickly, right? In half a year, the commissioner's butt might be cold. "
Remick said, "According to previous practice, the students have to undergo eight to twelve weeks of professional training before they go to work in the city, but this time, they'll start working in four weeks."
Luke clicked his tongue. "If you don't have the conditions, you have to create them."
Remick smiled bitterly. "Yes. So, even though I know you have a lot of things to do, I still have to ask for your help."
Looking at Luke's expression, Remick immediately said, "I'll have the instructors print your three points of experience on the materials and distribute them to the rookies. You don't have to teach them yourself."
Luke nodded, lost for words. He really hadn't thought about handling the task like this. Why did the old man look so cautious?
Remick said, "Luke, you have to give me a list of top students as soon as possible so that we can train them more specifically."
Pondering for a moment, Luke nodded. "Remick, I'll give you the list as soon as possible, but I can't guarantee that you'll like it."
Remick readily agreed. "Sure."
Luke wasn't the only detective who had been sent to help with the screening. The police department had sent a lot of veteran detectives to cast a wide net.
In the end, they would cross-reference the names of the detectives so that they wouldn't miss out on any good seedlings.
While the two of them were talking, there was another conversation going on in the office upstairs.
The sheriff was standing in front of the window and looking at the mess on the field. He mumbled, "Look, what kind of scum is this? Do they think they can put on police uniforms just because they came to the police academy? "
The two people in the office, one standing and the other sitting, were silent.
The sheriff continued, "Do you know why I'm here? Principal Lassard. "
The white-haired old man asked tentatively, "To give a lecture to these new students?"
The sheriff laughed. "No, Lassard. Look at these scum. They've turned the police academy into a garbage dump filled with the stench of weeds, drugs, and bodily fluids. I'm not going to give a lecture to this bunch of trash. "
Looking at Lassard's expression, the sheriff snorted. "It's Senator Thompson's idea to relax the conditions and recruit new students on a large scale. She wants us to invest more in the police force, so these students have to be treated equally, regardless of their gender, age, or "color." That's the only way to create a better new Los Angeles. What do you think? "
Principal Lassard was silent for a moment. "This b * tch?"
The sheriff nodded in satisfaction. "But she's going to be the mayor. The commissioner specifically called us and told us that we have to accept these students. Do you know what to do? "
Principal Lassard frowned. "Work hard to teach them well?"
The sheriff slapped his hands on the desk and propped himself up as he looked down at Principal Lassard. "No, I want you to do your best to get rid of these guys. Once they enter the police department, the LAPD will be done for. I don't want LAPD officers to become what people call illegal cops again, so we can't let these guys sneak into our team. Got it? "
Lassad put on a smile and nodded. "Got it, Sheriff."
The sheriff nodded in satisfaction and put on his hat. "Good luck. I have high hopes for you."
"Got it, Sheriff!" the man standing next to him replied loudly.
The sheriff glanced at the man with a fake smile and waved his hand to tell him not to get in his way. "It's good that you understand, Instructor Harry."
After saying that, the big boss opened the door and left. Instructor Harry had a flattering smile on his face as he followed behind the chief and left.
Principal Lassard's fake smile only lasted a few seconds before it collapsed. He quickly got up and closed the office door.
Walking to the window, the old man looked at the bustling new students below. These so-called "scum and trash" were being chased by the instructors to line up.
The old man sneered.
He murmured, "You didn't object to the orders from Senator Thompson and the commissioner, and instead asked me to help you mess things up. Do you think I'm an idiot? You don't have enough courage to be a commissioner, young man. "
At that moment, the new students downstairs were herded to the field like chickens by the instructors.
Remick picked up his uniform and hat and said, "Okay, it's time for the new students' lecture. I have to hurry over."
Luke shrugged. "Do you need me to go too?"
Remick rolled his eyes. "It's been a few days since your class's lecture ended."
Luke chuckled.
What he meant was that Remick should go wherever he wanted.
He readily accepted the advice and watched from one of the windows of the building.
A white-haired old man stood in front of the students with a smile on his face and said, "I'm Principal Lassard. Welcome to the police academy."
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