The real life of an American police officer: Winning over others with virtue

Chapter 116 Free Fakr

"..."

"That dispatcher is my friend."

Eric was experiencing a mix of emotions, but his face remained calm, appearing quite composed.

"That's why she welcomed me back like that; it's obvious she was joking with me."

"Oh~"

Annie looked incredulous and deliberately dragged out the last syllable before starting the police car and driving it toward the exit.

"Great! It's been almost a month, and this newbie's getting more and more cocky!" Eric said with a smile.

“23123!!!”

It was just a number, meaningless in itself. However, Annie quickly replied, "Sir, the string of numbers 23123 you mentioned should refer to the code for the hands-free vehicle device! Is there a problem?"

Interesting. This American girl, who I don't know if she's a second- or third-generation official, has really made progress.

Eric's expression remained unchanged as he looked away from the windshield at Annie, whose face was serious and whose eyes gleamed with pride. He then uttered a string of numbers:
"23120!!!"

To be honest, he didn't know what the string of numbers represented; he was just saying it casually.

But the next second, Annie said seriously while driving:

"When driving a motor vehicle, the glasses worn by the driver must have temples that are half or more the circumference of the cheek or ear. If the temple circumference extends too far to the horizontal center line of the lens, it will affect the driver's lateral vision and will be considered a violation!"

A string of words kept pouring from Annie's bright red lips, and the more she spoke, the more upright she became. It was clear that she had fantasized countless times about patrolling with Eric over the past month, and had rehearsed it countless times.

He was neither arrogant nor humble, and answered questions fluently.

Cow!

Eric was indeed taken aback. He knew about the requirement to wear glasses, but he didn't know that the code for this requirement was 23120.

"very good."

Eric looked away and said, "So Ruhr taught you this?"

Annie shook her head, expertly maneuvering the police car away from the West Canyon Police Station, turning into the driveway, and revealing a victorious smile:
"No! These are in the new employee onboarding handbook. I've already memorized the handbook perfectly."

"Oh, not bad."

Eric nodded, glancing out the front window and giving a slight twitch of his lips.

Goodness, this girl seems to have made all the preparations? He's also a graduate of the police academy, so he also has this handbook for new recruits issued by the academy.

I also know that this manual is very thick, weighing at least four pounds.

From this, Eric could tell that the rookie was working hard, and he felt less inclined to be difficult.

"keep it up!"

After saying that, Eric began to adjust his seat to a more comfortable position, preparing for his first day of patrol.

This is the last day of the day; things will only get more dangerous from here on out. So let's relax and enjoy ourselves today.

Upon hearing this, Annie turned to look at Eric, who was adjusting his seat and lounging lazily, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Indeed, compared to the lifeless Officer Ruhr, working with this young man was much more comfortable.

Perhaps it's because she's young that she should be full of energy and strive for excellence!
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The local 911 emergency call center room.

"Damn it! Abby! You actually!"

Unbeknownst to the two, it wasn't just them who had changed; Abby, who had spoken in a sweet voice, now had her face flushed red because of those words.

Abby, her toes curled up, kept cursing herself for being out of her mind and daring to do that.

"damn it!"

Abby had no idea how to face Eric afterward, and she felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.

But before she could compose herself, another call came in.

Someone was calling 911 and was being transferred to her line because it was the only line that wasn't busy.

Abby took a deep breath, putting all her emotions out of her mind, and tapped the keyboard.

"This is 911 emergency center. What's the emergency?"

"My car was stolen! Oh my god, he drove it away right in front of me!!!"

Abby has already started to visualize the corresponding scene based on just this sentence.

As a 911 dispatcher, she received countless absurd calls, many of which were truly...
What is your address?

"684 Calambert Street." Upon hearing the exact location given by the caller, Abby's hands were already pounding away on the keyboard. This call was quite good; some callers couldn't even give a clear address.

The corresponding keywords appeared on the computer screen, and the theft occurred precisely at 684 Calmentott Street on the map.

She glanced around at the patrol car icons in the vicinity and suddenly noticed that the icon 10-A-11 was right nearby.

It's Eric!

But suddenly remembering what had just happened, Abby blinked and decided to assign the time to a patrol unit that was closer in distance.

"The police will be here soon, please wait a moment."

After saying this to the person who reported the incident, Abby connected the signal to the radio of the patrol unit that assigned the task and assigned the report.

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684 Calambert Street.

A patrol car slowly drove up and stopped on the side of the street.

"10-Adam-8, Code 6, exit the vehicle for investigation."

Dispatch Center: "Received!"

As this conversation began, the two patrol officers in the car exchanged a glance.

"Okay, let's get started, buddy. This one's probably going to be quick."

"OK!"

These two patrol officers were the same two patrol colleagues who supported Eric when he arrested the 81-year-old, tough old man Clint.

William and Michael.

After getting out of the car, the two immediately analyzed the people on the street and figured out who the person who called the police was.

Because only this unkempt middle-aged man had an anxious look on his face, and he came over when he saw them get out of the car.

"Are you the one who called the police?" William asked.

"it's me!"

"what happened!"

"."

The two were talking over there. Perhaps because it was a theft, and the area was relatively safe, Michael, who was standing nearby, relaxed a bit and watched his partner talk to the person who reported the crime.

But because of this, William and Michael were completely unaware that a heavily pregnant middle-aged African American woman walking on the other side of the street had already set her sights on their police car.

She suddenly stopped when she saw the patrol car parked there.

Then, she glanced at the two patrol officers across the street who were talking to someone, looked around at her surroundings, and then, as if possessed, walked toward the Explorer patrol car.

"."

"So you saw what he looked like?" William continued to ask.

Even Michael was watching from the side, completely unaware that an African American woman was quietly approaching their parked patrol car.

"It was a young man, he was wearing a hat, I couldn't see him very clearly, but he was white."

As the person who called the police was speaking, they suddenly saw something, paused for a moment, and a similar scene that had happened not long ago flashed through their mind.

Just like his stolen car, a middle-aged African American woman suddenly approached the patrol car in front of her, opened the door, and got inside.
"kindness?"

William frowned instinctively as he looked at the person who had suddenly stopped speaking and stood frozen in place.

"Officer, your car..."

Seeing the person who called the police open their mouth and look bewildered, William instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a very familiar engine sound rang out.

Buzz!
William and Michael immediately sensed something was wrong and turned around sharply to look at their parked patrol car.

He also wore a look of disbelief, realizing that a black woman had somehow ended up sitting in his police car.

The shocking scene made both of them instinctively open their mouths, watching through the windshield as she turned the steering wheel and drove the police car forward at high speed.

“Damn it!” William muttered.

Buzz! ! !
The two seemed to be frozen in place by a spell, their eyes following the car body, staring blankly as the police car whizzed past. For a moment, they didn't know what to do, and in the end, they could only watch the taillights of the police car getting further and further away, and couldn't help but curse.

"Fak!"

(End of this chapter)