"Here, you'll be …" Principal Ladd suddenly forgot what he was going to say.
An instructor in the front row mouthed a silent warning to him.
Principal Ladd finally remembered. "Fourteen weeks of training, including, but not limited to, the use of weapons, case procedures, local laws, and so on …"
Sweating, Luke thanked Daddy System again.
He had never formally taken these courses before; they were all "self-taught." Most of them came from gangsters and illegal lawyers. These people had a strong sense of the law, especially when it came to exploiting loopholes in the law and the police.
He liked these kinds of baddies who were keen to study.
After watching for a moment, Luke walked to the parking lot.
After a brief lecture, it was time for the students to be assigned classes and dormitories. The official training wouldn't start until tomorrow, and he didn't want to waste time here.
He called Selina, only to see her waiting for him in the parking lot.
Luke found that odd. "Where's Claire?"
Selina chuckled and pointed at the field up ahead. "Has she signed up for the training?"
"What?" Luke was surprised. "Isn't she here for college?"
Selina shrugged. "Because the recruitment requirements are very broad this time. Even seventeen and a half can sign up. She said she wants to experience our life."
Luke rolled his eyes. "I've never been to police academy! What does her experience here have to do with my life … "
Even though he said that, he didn't think too much of it. He got into the car with Selina and set off.
Claire still had more than two months to go on vacation. She could almost finish everything before school started.
He would be coming to the police academy often during this period, and it was fine if the little monkey wanted to play here.
She was a native Texan girl. Apart from the laws and regulations, she wasn't unfamiliar with the rest of the firearms. She would just treat it as a military training experience in advance.
As for wasting the police academy's resources, Luke didn't care.
The donations he had helped LAPD earn were enough for hundreds of police officers to train. It was only natural that his sister could use some of it.
…
The recruitment of the police academy was booming, but law and order in Los Angeles were still in chaos.
Not long after they entered the city, they ran into a traffic jam.
Looking at the surveillance footage, Selina asked, "Are we going to work?"
Looking at a bunch of hooligans who were moving things out of a truck, Luke sighed. "Let's get to work. Otherwise, when will the traffic stop? "
They got out of the car, and Luke grabbed them by the back of their necks.
"LAPD, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court …" Selina pinned a young man who was about to lift the TV onto the floor of the truck. "LAPD, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court …"
One of the hooligans in the car who was moving the refrigerator was stunned.
Luke stared at him. "Get down. Put your hands behind your head and stand still. Tell me your name, driver's license, and address."
The young man came down in a daze and did as he was told. "Officer, what are you doing?"
Luke said, "You're working, and so are we."
The young man was at a loss. "But we're just helping a friend move, not working."
Luke and Selina couldn't help but look at each other. Luke said, "You're moving? Whose house is it? "
The three youngsters looked at the unlucky guy whose face was pressed against the floor. "His."
Luke cursed inwardly and coughed. "Then why are you moving on the highway?"
Also, look at how you're dressed. You look like hooligans who are robbing a truck. Luke cursed inwardly.
Selina finally let go of the unlucky guy's head, and he explained with a long face, "Officer, my new house is up ahead. The traffic is even worse there. We borrowed this truck from a friend, and we have to return it on time in the afternoon, so we can only move the furniture to the side of the road. "
Luke and Selina: "…"
Ten minutes later, Luke and Selina got into the car and watched as the four youngsters bowed respectfully to their car. "Take care, officers. Thank you."
Luke sighed and patted the dust off his sleeves. "Well, at least we can go home."
Selina, however, suddenly burst into laughter. "You're lucky you didn't get a complaint. It's not a big deal to help them move the furniture. In any case, you're strong."
Luke smiled bitterly.
It wasn't right to be prejudiced!
Although the four of them were dressed like hooligans, they were really moving houses for themselves, and not the kind of people who would "move houses for free."
Luke could only warn the youngsters solemnly that moving houses on the highway was against the law.
But considering that there was a traffic jam ahead, the two detectives were magnanimous enough to not pursue the matter.
Luke even helped them move the things from the car to the side of the road.
His Sharp Nose confirmed that the things did belong to the young man, and weren't stolen.
After this little blunder, the two of them finally followed the traffic back to the city.
At that moment, many secret departments and agencies had already come up with preliminary opinions on how to deal with Batman.
Most of them had ulterior motives. They used different words, but they all meant the same thing.
Batman was most likely a genetic mutation that strengthened his body, and he wasn't much stronger than an ordinary person. This type of superpower wasn't rare in this world.
Most of Batman's strength came from his proficiency in rope darts and fighting skills, as well as his special bulletproof armor.
Through long and arduous training, he could obtain powerful combat strength. This type of training had long been established in various agencies, and there was no need for Batman's "folk training method."
Whether it was for research or popularization, Batman hadn't shown enough value, and his appeal to these departments was limited.
These agencies and departments with ulterior motives basically chose to keep an eye on him. They could give it a try if they had the chance, but they wouldn't be in a hurry to make a move on Batman.
As for the few departments that were still interested in Batman, they wanted to recruit this super fighter for their own use.
They also had subordinates like him, but every single one of them had been trained with real money.
Batman was a self-taught "finished product" that didn't need to be invested in. He also had a sense of justice and was an idiot who was willing to contribute. Some bigwigs liked him the most.
However, this matter wasn't urgent, because Batman's true identity was still being investigated, and there was no progress for the time being.
Even if they recruited Batman, he would definitely be an off-staff member.
As for this free tool and potential scapegoat candidate, they weren't in a hurry. They could just take it slow.
No matter how many bigwigs were scheming, Luke, as Batman, was already on the radar of all the major departments and agencies, and still went about his nine to five days.
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