North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

In the next few days, Locke was unable to go to work normally. He asked for leave every now and then. After the results of the written examination came out, other examinations followed one after another, and it took a week to complete them all.

The interview, physical examination, and physical fitness test are all held on a separate day, and the psychological test and polygraph test are scheduled on the same day.

There were no surprises in this written test. Locke directly took No. 1, a full 2 points higher than No. 50. He became famous in one battle and was officially promoted to the top student.

After the psychological and polygraph tests are completed, all that remains is the background check.

As long as there are no problems with the background check, he will receive a job offer from the Detective Bureau.

The day after the psychological test and polygraph test, Locke walked into the duty room and was immediately greeted by a flurry of banter.

"Welcome our Detective Locke..."

"Wow, isn't this our Detective Locke?"

"Locke, do I need to salute you next time we meet?"

"..."

Although he has not received the employment notice from the Police Detective Bureau, everyone knows that Locke is almost certain to enter the Police Detective Bureau.

Randy punched Locke with an envious look on his face, "Brother, I have long said you would enter the Detective Bureau, and you did it. You wait for me in the Detective Bureau, and I will follow in your footsteps..."

Others heard Randy's bold words and started to cheer.

"Randy, come on..."

"Inspector Randy..."

"..."

Tedis directly hooked Locke's neck and said excitedly: "Locke, should we hold a party to celebrate your joining the police detective bureau? Judy has been looking forward to the next party..."

Nathan also echoed: "We should indeed hold a party. By the way, has the glass fence on the second floor been renovated? I have fallen in love with the sport of diving..."

Locke rolled his eyes in his heart, there was really nothing he could do against this old boy.

He was worried that when Jett and Hannah went to play later, they would find that diving was available on the second floor, so he hadn't told Lao Mo about it yet. It seemed like it wouldn't work without renovations.

Superintendent Mona, Mark, Elsa, and Weilun also sent their blessings to Locke.

After dealing with everyone, Locke walked towards David. The old guy was holding a cup of coffee and watching Locke joking with others with a smile.

David handed the coffee on the table to Locke, "Congratulations, boy!"

Locke took the coffee and took a sip, "David, thank you for your teaching, I will always keep it in my heart..."

David gave him the middle finger, "You haven't left yet. You have to wait until you really want to say goodbye. Just calm down and work hard these days..."

Locke nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will stand on the last duty!"

David complained: "Fuck, when I think about having to stand guard for you in the future, I want to apply for early retirement!"

Locke was startled for a moment and laughed happily. Not to mention, this possibility is very high.

"Locke, come up here, the captain is looking for you..."

Captain Jones appeared on the second floor and waved to Locke.

Locke drank the coffee in his hand, handed the empty cup to David, and walked towards the second floor.

Captain Jones did not leave, but waited at the top of the stairs. He forced a smile and said, "Locke, congratulations. I heard that you also ranked first in the physical fitness test. You went to the police detective station and continued to work hard. I am optimistic about you..."

"Thank you, Captain..."

That's right, Locke still ranks first in the physical examination. This is something he has been pressing on, otherwise, he might be recruited by the US Olympic Committee.

With 12 points of speed and 13 points of endurance, his long-distance running is no less than that of world-class athletes.

Because she is leaving office at the end of the month and many tasks have been handed over, Anna Davis is much more relaxed than usual, and many of the furnishings in the office have also been moved away.

Anna Davis said: "Your employment notice will be issued the day after tomorrow. At that time, your undercover work will officially begin. Your file will be submitted at that time. You do not need to report to the police detective bureau. Everything will be done." Report directly to me, are you ready?"

Locke replied seriously: "I am always ready, I can do it at any time..."

Anna Davis glared at him angrily and asked, "How is your car modified?"

Locke replied: "Come on, it should be almost done in two or three days!"

These days, whenever he has free time, he goes to Mendes Repair Shop to help modify his Challenger Hellcat.

In fact, he had already started using Sarah Mendes' car to attend some drag racing parties, but he just didn't tell Anna Davis.

Anna Davis added: "I looked at the modified car cost list you sent. How could it be so expensive? It's almost 20..."

Locke looked innocent, "Is it expensive? This is because the repair shop gave me a discount. The price of the modified car is already very cheap. What is the budget of the Detective Bureau to modify the M3?"

Anna Davis hesitated for a moment, then replied frankly: "Buying a car plus modification fees seems to be about 35..."

Locke felt regretful in his heart. He still had too much conscience. He should have known more should be repaid.

He said aggrievedly: "Then you still say that my modification fee is expensive!"

Anna Davis was frightened by him and said comfortingly: "Okay, this matter is over now. I am also asking routine questions. I will ask the finance department to reimburse you as soon as possible..."

Locke, however, thought of another project that could launder money and asked: "Anna, what should I do with my prize money for participating in drag racing?"

Anna Davis frowned and said in a deep voice: "I promised Marianne to ensure your safety. You are just joining the drag racing gang and there is no need for you to participate in the drag racing..."

Locke said: "I also promised Marianne not to race, but I can't not participate in every race. That would attract too much attention. What if I win and get the bonus?"

Anna Davis pondered for a moment, "I need to ask about the internal procedures, and I'll get back to you later!"

Locke has already made a calculation in his heart. If he can get 50% of the bonus, he will take the opportunity to wash out millions.

Just assume that the handling fee is 50%, which is a bit high, but the advantage is that the money is clean enough.

……

I don't know if it's been a few days since I patrolled, or maybe because I know there won't be many patrol opportunities in the future. Locke was very excited about patrolling today.

Having just dealt with a tourist dispute, Locke reported the results to the dispatch center, drove away from the scene, and asked David casually: "Has Captain Jones talked to you about who he will arrange to be your new partner?"

David shrugged, "Whatever, I shouldn't need to train new people in the future anyway..."

Suddenly, Locke saw a Rolls-Royce Cullinan merging from the road next to it. The car was very new, with a gray and black color scheme. The license plate looked familiar to him. He couldn't help but curve his mouth, turned on the police lights and siren, and chased the car. Go up.

Rolls-Royce was very law-abiding and immediately pulled over when he saw the police chasing him.

Locke parked the police behind the Rolls-Royce. David tacitly picked up the mobile phone and prepared to query the dispatch center for the Rolls-Royce's license plate information, but Locke stopped him.

Locke got out of the car, walked behind the Rolls-Royce, and reached out to touch it. It was indeed a luxury car. The paint was so bright.

The female owner of the Rolls-Royce had lowered her window and looked helplessly at Locke in the rearview mirror.

Locke walked to the car window, looking businesslike, "Madam, please show me your ID information, thank you!"

The female car owner did not move and asked, "Did I make any mistake? I'm a lawyer!"

Locke suppressed his laughter: "I just want to issue you a ticket as a souvenir. I may not have this opportunity in the future..."