America, starting as a trainee police officer

Fiona's emotional outburst immediately put Kevin, who was still confused, into "watching the drama unfold," his eyes constantly darting between Fiona and Levi.

"Please watch your words, Miss Gallagher. I'm just arresting criminals, I don't mean anything by targeting you personally, it's that simple."

After saying that, Li Wei downed the vodka on the table in one gulp.

The strong liquor went down my throat, feeling both refreshing and slightly stimulating.

"Arrest criminals? There are so many criminals in Los Angeles, why are you only targeting Frank and me?"

Fiona laughed in exasperation, looking at Levi incredulously.

"Do you like me? Let me tell you, your childish behavior won't get my attention. It will only make me hate you!"

After thinking it over, Fiona came up with this possibility. Otherwise, why would the nerve go to such lengths to get close to her and arrest Frank and herself, just to attract her attention?

Upon hearing Fiona's mindless guess, Levi spewed the vodka in his mouth onto her face.

"What a shameless person! I've never seen such a generous gift."

Li Wei couldn't help but complain.

Fiona never expected to be sprayed with alcohol.

She needs to return the dress she's wearing tomorrow, otherwise, with her current income, she simply can't afford the bill.

"What!!! the!!! Fuck!!!"

Fiona, her makeup melted by alcohol, stared wide-eyed at Levi, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Sorry, I've never seen anyone so narcissistic. I couldn't help it. I apologize."

After saying that, Li Wei looked at Fiona's disheveled state and forcibly suppressed his laughter.

"God Damn, Fi, are you alright?"

Veronica watched her with concern from the side.

"I'm fine." Fiona took a deep breath, but anyone could tell she couldn't possibly be alright.

...

In an apartment in Santa Monica, Levi lay on the sofa and checked the time.

It was a little after 4 a.m.

In a few hours I'll be going to the police station for my shift.

After spraying Fiona, he paid her $20 for laundry and then left Allebay.

The subsequent procedures for Frank's case took so long that I only just got back to my apartment now.

This has led to him being somewhat listless now.

After opening the system, Li Wei first added all 10 basic attribute points he received as a reward for arresting Frank to his stamina.

After my stamina reached 71, the fatigue in my body lessened considerably.

Li Wei then used the skill book he got from that petty thief on [Police Shooting].

[Reach the maximum Lv.Max level in Police Shooting Skill to activate the passive skill: Guaranteed hit on the first shot]

[First-shot hit: Aim at a target within line of sight; the first bullet has a 100% hit rate. Cooldown: 30 minutes.]

Good grief, they've given us a conceptual skill right away.

[User: Li Wei]

[Physical Attributes: Strength 52, Stamina 71, Reaction 65, Concentration 68, Skill 39, Mental State 55, Perception 63]

[Skills: Law Lv1, Police Combat Lv3, Police Shooting Lv.Max, Driving Lv2]

[Passive Skill: Guaranteed Hit on First Attack]

[Items: 1 small red bottle, 1 small blue bottle]

...

Los Angeles Police Department, Central Wilshire Precinct.

"What? No prosecution? Seriously?"

Li Wei stared at ADA (Assistant Prosecutor) in disbelief.

"There's nothing we can do. Although the evidence provided by your police constitutes a complete chain of evidence, we, the prosecution, cannot determine whether Frank Gallagher is truly disabled. This needs to be handled by a specialized assessment agency."

"The certificate issued by the agency now indicates that Frank Gallagher is not capable of participating in social work, which means that the charges of forgery and fraud that we are prosecuting cannot be established."

"The district attorney doesn't have any extra resources to waste on cases like this that are bound to be lost."

Li Wei was greatly shocked to hear this absurd answer.

Anyone who isn't blind can see that Frank has no disability whatsoever.

But on federal documents, he is specifically listed as a disabled person.

This is absolutely mind-blowing.

With a sigh and a shake of his head, Li Wei instantly came to terms with it.

Whether it shatters his values ​​or not is none of his business. He's already got the reward; whether Frank goes to jail or not doesn't matter to him anymore.

"I'm sorry, but it's not really hopeless. If you can find a way to get investigators from the California disability welfare agency to obtain evidence that Frank is not mentally disabled, then Frank will definitely spend the rest of his life in jail."

Hearing this, Li Wei, though not intending to pursue the matter further, still asked curiously, "Isn't the evidence provided by the police enough? Why is it necessary for investigators from the welfare agency to conduct the investigation?"

"Well, you'll have to ask federal law about that."

ADA shrugged.

"Newbie, what are you doing? Go collect your gear!"

Just then, Levi's voice came from behind him.

"I'll go right away, sir."

Li Wei responded, greeted ADA, and went to the equipment collection area.

"So, what were you talking about with the district attorney so early in the morning? Was it related to the person you arrested last night?"

Upon arriving at the parking garage, Lopez looked at Levi with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Li Wei didn't hide anything and told him about how he discovered Frank's insurance fraud and forgery, and how he arrested him.

And he also told Lopez what ADA had told him.

"Hey, newbie."

Lopez suddenly looked at him meaningfully at that moment.

"Um?"

"Although I don't know what kind of person the guy you arrested was, prosecutors handle these kinds of cases almost 70-80% of the time. You need to learn to tell the difference, rookie. Alright, get to work."

After saying that, Lopez opened the driver's seat and got in.

...

"Wilshire Police Force, Presbyterian Church of Scotland, disorderly conduct. Concierge reports a man who has taken PCP (angel dust) has assaulted a pastor. Police at the scene are requesting backup. Emergency situation, sirens and flashing lights."

A broadcast came over the radio.

Lopez glanced at Levi beside him: "Time for a job."

She then picked up the walkie-talkie: "Patrol car 7-A-07, emergency call received."

After putting away the walkie-talkie, Lopez stepped on the gas, and the car accelerated.

A few minutes later, the police car stopped in front of a church.

A fire truck and two police cars were parked in front of the church.

After getting out of the car, Lopez asked the officers at the scene, "What happened?"

"The suspect, who had taken PCP, walked into the church and threw the pastor out of the stained glass window. Now he's causing chaos and vandalism inside the church."

"We are waiting for the special forces and the inspector in charge of this matter."

After hearing the explanation, Lopez guessed why they were all gathered at the door, afraid to go in.

Clearly, the police officers at the scene were a bunch of seasoned veterans who had no desire to take any risks.

But it's not their fault.

PCP, this enhancer, has a unique effect: it makes users feel like they are communicating with God and weakens pain receptors, giving them a sense of invincibility.

To put it simply, this kind of suspect won't feel any pain if you shoot him; he'll just go into a berserk state and turn into the Hulk to beat you up.

"A big guy?"

Upon hearing Lopez's question, the officer nodded: "You could say that."

Upon hearing this, Lopez turned to look at Levi: "Want to go in, rookie?"