Chapter 260 Laws
Ericra opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. His gaze went through the windshield to the West Canyon Police Department, which was still brightly lit even though it was 9:30 p.m.
Recalling Daves's words, I felt quite strange.
Daves's words implied that the West Canyon Police Department could no longer contain his talent and, under pressure and influence from all sides, had no choice but to let him go.
Even though he had only served for two years.
It's important to know that the basic and stringent requirements for the Detective Agency and the Counter-Terrorism and Special Operations Bureau are both at least 4-6 years of solid patrol experience, and candidates must pass very rigorous assessments to pass.
“It seems like his career as a patrolman has reached its limit,” Eric sighed.
But he also understood.
His achievements and extensive resume are remarkable; even just a few of them are impressive.
Therefore, it seems that the small pond of the West Canyon Police Department can no longer hold such a big fish as him.
The more he chose to stay in the patrol department to handle police cases, the greater the external pressure on the police department became.
Who doesn't want talented people?
Eric boasted and then made a self-deprecating joke, shaking his head and laughing. He started the engine, stepped on the gas, and drove home.
"So where are we going?"
Eric continued to ponder this question throughout the journey.
Counter-Terrorism and Special Operations Bureau?
As the name suggests, this department is essentially no different from the assault teams or counter-terrorism forces of the motherland in the previous life.
They all focus on action and combat, and are straightforward.
With his current strength, he could easily get there.
But Eric suddenly remembered what Daves had said that evening.
He could actually see through Daves's thoughts and hints.
The Counterterrorism and Special Operations Bureau is too dangerous.
Daves would prefer him to go to the detective department, like the internal recommendation list that Daves had put his name on before, which was actually the detective department's list.
"What a good boss." Eric felt a warmth in his heart; he knew all too well the intention behind it.
If he were to join the Counterterrorism and Special Operations Bureau, he would at most be a SWAT officer, and most likely only be in charge of commanding operations, nothing more.
Essentially, it means someone gives the order to get it done, and then you carry it out.
However, if you become a detective in the police department, you will be in a commanding role, leading the direction of case investigations and even directing patrol officers to assist in the investigation.
Even SWAT team members must follow the instructions and arrangements of detectives when conducting investigations.
In the field of investigation, detectives have greater power and a wider scope of responsibility.
In tactical operations, SWAT has greater authority, and all personnel, including detectives present, must obey the instructions of the SWAT commander to ensure the safety and unity of the operation.
But Eric knew that the most crucial point was:
The status of a detective is actually equivalent to that of a police superintendent in a precinct. A first-class detective is higher than a senior patrol officer (Police Officer III+1) but lower than a third-class police superintendent.
However, a second-level detective is already equivalent to a third-level superintendent, and by the same token, a third-level detective is equivalent to a second-level superintendent.
Daves would be a second-class police superintendent, the duty commander of the West Canyon Police Department's patrol unit.
As Eric was thinking, he suddenly realized that his surroundings had changed, and he had unknowingly driven home.
"Never mind, there's still time, let's think about it some more."
Eric drove the car into the garage, parked it, got out, and after confirming that the curtain door was closed, went through the small door inside the garage and into the house.
Same old rule. If your hands are stained with blood, take a shower first.
Soaking himself in a bathtub filled with warm water, Eric, as usual, summoned the system panel and began allocating the attribute points he had just acquired that day.
[Personal attributes]
Spirit: 15.5 (average for humans is 10)
Strength: 14 (average for humans is 10)
Agility: 14.5 (average for humans: 10)
Constitution: 14 (average for humans is 10)
[Skills]: Rapid Fire lv5 (Master), Firearms Mastery lv4 (Expert), Precision Shooting lv5 (Master), Melee Combat lv4 (Expert), Driving Mastery lv4 (Expert), Acting lv4 (Expert), Language lv4 (Expert), [Architecture Analysis] lv1 (Beginner), Hacking lv3 (Proficient), Intelligence Gathering lv3 (Proficient)
Attribute points: +0.5
Completed cases:
He had previously added points to agility because he needed to be faster at firing a gun and have more sensitive nerve reactions.
Eric's mind remained unchanged, and he added all the attribute points he had just acquired to Agility.
[Add points successfully]
[Agility: Increased from 14.5 to 15]
If he were agile enough, his counterattack today could have been more confident, allowing him to fire back before the enemy even opened fire.
Looking back, he could have actually retaliated and accurately killed the bald driver in the driver's seat when the enemy opened fire.
However, he was too conservative by nature, always seeking stability and unwilling to take any risks.
The sense of evolution brought about by the attribute points enhancing his body naturally replaced all other thoughts like a warm current, but Eric still remembered something else.
The main reason he gave the blood scab to Hope was to test whether criminal cases could trigger missions more quickly.
Because this could very well determine his future career path.
However, the answer is that this seemingly random act did indeed trigger a quest.
"Wait, something seems off?" Eric sat up abruptly, his expression as if he had discovered something he had overlooked.
He recalled Hope's comforting words to him earlier that day: "Eric, if there truly is a spirit, the victims will thank you!"
Because of this sentence that impressed him, Eric suddenly realized that when the mission was triggered in the past, someone would always die, no, there would always be a victim.
Like when I was with Annie, we encountered a case of matricide.
There were also cases of child abuse encountered while out.
What happened today.
There are always victims who have already been confirmed dead.
“But the support Weston received back then, the fentanyl from the Greystone Alley Brotherhood in Koreatown, the Rusty Harbor gang, the side jobs he did with Ray, and the train suicide bombings don’t seem to fit this pattern,” Eric pondered.
"Could they have a murder on their hands? We need to investigate this thoroughly."
Eric immediately sped up his shower, wrapped himself in a towel, came out, picked up his laptop, sat on the sofa, and began researching this topic.
There's no need to investigate the Rusty Harbor Gang, the Greystone Lane Brothers' Fentanyl case, the train bombing incident, or the shady dealings Ray did together.
It's not surprising that a drug-dealing gang member has a life on his hands.
As for the bomber in the train bombing incident, he couldn't be bothered to investigate.
So all we need to do is confirm whether the unlucky guy he killed while supporting Weston had any murders on his hands.
If it's really as he suspects, then there's no need to bother investigating; the Los Angeles Police Department will release the information directly.
Eric logged directly into the West Canyon Police Department's internal system and retrieved the unfortunate man's information.
The results came out very quickly.
Eric's lips twitched as he looked at the information displayed on the screen.
He hadn't paid attention to any of this before, and he didn't even bother to follow any news reports about him.
So this guy is a wanted hit-and-run criminal? He once hit and killed a couple and then fled the scene.
(End of this chapter)
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