America, starting as a trainee police officer

"Issue arrest warrants for Hawke and his pickup truck, notify highway patrol, locate his cell phone, and monitor his bank cards."

"Tell the patrol officers to be extremely careful when they come into contact with him. His behavior is a violation of the law, and nobody knows what he'll do next."

Page and Motta both agreed with Zoe's orders.

"We also need to ask his wife," Page even added.

"Yes, and Hawke's good friend, Nolan," Motta added.

These two seemed eager to impress their boss.

"Go ahead." The suggestion from the two was fairly standard, and Zoe nodded in agreement.

...

in the hospital.

Levi and Lopez were assigned to handle a shooting incident.

Have you ever arrested a police officer before?

Hawke's arrest warrant has been sent to the mobile phones of all frontline officers.

[Wanted target detected: Jeremy Hawke]

[Criminal conduct: maliciously assaulting another person, using firearms to threaten another person's life.]

[Arrest Reward: Skill Conversion Scroll x1]

[Skill Conversion Scroll: Converts a user's existing skills into system skills.]

As he walked, Levi looked at Lopez with curiosity.

"Yes, back in the first year of PO2, when they arrested Officer Lansky, there was a bag of cocaine tied with rope found at the crime scene. He cried like a baby when they put him in handcuffs."

"You and Hawke had dealings in the police academy, right?"

Lopez glanced at Levi.

"Yes, he's my instructor."

Chatting casually, the two arrived at a hospital room.

A young Black man lay on the hospital bed, his head wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

On a nearby chair, an elderly Black man sat and was talking incessantly to a young Black man.

"The police are here!"

After the young Black man spotted Levi and his friends, he said something.

Upon hearing the word "police," the Black man, Old Deng, finally quieted down, triggering his racial instincts.

They trembled with fear upon seeing the police.

"Mr. Campbell?" Lopez looked at the father and son as he entered.

"This is Officer Lopez, and this is Constable V. Lee. We understand you are witnesses to a shooting. Can you tell us what happened?"

Upon hearing this, the young black man on the bed remained silent, but his father said with dissatisfaction, "Fine, the neighbors are all gangsters, and you guys just stand by and do nothing, that's all."

Clearly, Old Deng was filled with anger towards the police.

Lopez was unsurprised by this situation.

"Sir, it would be even better if we could hear your son's side of the story."

Listen to Lopez talk about himself.

Campbell glanced at her: "The nurse said that these kinds of cases are usually handled by detectives."

The meaning was quite clear: Xiao Hei didn't want to say anything more.

Racial talent.

"We're just here to understand the nature of the case first," Li Wei said, looking at Xiao Hei with interest.

[Wanted target detected: Dominic Campbell]

[Criminal Offense: Attempted Murder]

[Arrest Reward: 1 Small Red Bottle]

To be honest, shootings like this happen every day in Los Angeles, and the only job detectives have is to close the case quickly.

Unless the people involved have connections with those big gangs and can be used to catch big fish, it's just a formality.

But clearly, this little black guy has a story.

Logically, he should be the victim, but the system is instead indicating that he is the perpetrator?

Campbell Jr. was giving up a bit: "Fine."

He glanced at his father.

"Someone fired a shot from inside a moving car. The car came straight at me, and I was shot. The car sped away."

"Only one shot was fired?" Lopez was a little skeptical when he heard this.

"I guess so..." Little Campbell shrugged. "Everything happened so fast, I couldn't even process it all."

"Where did the shooting take place?" Li Wei added.

"In front of my house! Right where the shooting happened!" Old Campbell seemed to want to discourage young Campbell from saying more.

"This is the consequence of you associating with bad people. I always..."

As they talked, Old Deng began to criticize Little Deng.

"You mean you know who fired the shot?"

Having heard the crucial information, Li Wei interrupted Old Deng.

"I don't know! I was just disciplining my son! Telling him he should listen to his father! That's all!"

Old Deng clearly realized he had let something slip and immediately covered it up with anger.

Seeing this, Li Wei raised an eyebrow, but did not use the [Reconnaissance] skill.

Using skills requires expending energy, and to replenish energy, one either needs to sleep or drink the [Little Blue Bottle]. He didn't want to waste energy on such an insignificant little black creature.

Even with the system's prompts and his [Investigation] skill, he could solve the case in no time.

However, on the one hand, Xiao Hei's reward is only one [Little Red Bottle], and on the other hand, the investigation of attempted cases is extremely troublesome.

Instead of solving his case, it would be better to hand it over to the detectives early on so that he could participate in the operation to capture Hawke.

Hawke's reward was much greater than that of this little black guy.

He desperately needs a skill that will allow him to sneak into the Galag family home at night without alerting anyone.

The Skill Conversion Scroll comes in handy.

Afterwards, arrest a few criminals on the street and farm some blank skill books, thus achieving your goal.

Seeing that old Campbell was becoming increasingly agitated, Lopez tried to smooth things over: "Sir, I understand your anger, but please wait until we've finished questioning your son before continuing!"

"You can stay here while I question you, or I can have Officer Li 'escort' you to the lobby to continue the questioning!"

"Was it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

If this old man dares to resist again, he will be prosecuted for obstructing official business.

Clearly, Old Deng wasn't completely ignorant of the law; he seemed somewhat helpless, but still muttered, "There's no need."

"very good!"

After saying that, Lopez looked at Campbell and asked, "Could we please take a look at your wound?"

What seemed like a polite request was actually something Xiao Hei had no right to refuse.

Li Wei stepped forward and put on nitrile gloves.

Xiao Hei cooperated by lifting the gauze off his head.

Take out your camera and take photos as evidence.

...

In the hallway, Levi looked at the photos on the camera, then at Lopez: "What's next? Report it to the police?"

"What do you think? I feel like neither of them is telling the truth."

Upon hearing this, Li Wei shrugged.

To be honest, handling Xiao Hei's case was too low-cost-effective. He immediately passed on it.

"Even if they lied to us, it's still just a regular street shooting. Besides, even if they knew something, they wouldn't tell us, afraid of retaliation, right?"

Li Wei was right, and Lopez couldn't help but nod in agreement.

She herself grew up in a rather chaotic neighborhood, and what Li Wei was talking about was something she had personally experienced.

Gangs, guns, corpses.

This is the reality of the American underclass on the streets.

"So? Shall we just call the police and detectives?" Lopez looked at Levi, wanting to hear his final decision.