Chapter 12 Matching
West Canyon Police Department.

The legendary rookie reporting day.

locker room.

York, wearing a bulletproof vest that fits tightly against his chest, stood in front of his equipment cabinet and took out a police uniform that he hadn't worn for several days.

The Los Angeles Police Department's uniforms are dark blue in tone, with a classic lapel design and a golden Los Angeles Police Department badge embroidered on the collar.

It looks pretty good and York is quite satisfied with it because the police uniform can highlight his figure.

Taribo's voice came from the side: "Yorks, are you going?"

As York was getting dressed, he glanced towards Taribo.

There were two colleagues standing next to Taribo, and they all looked eager to try.

Even Taribo is basically the same.

Because there are only a few veteran police officers who haven't had a partner yet, including him.

In Los Angeles, where trouble is everywhere, the risk of two-person patrols is actually smaller than that of one person, because an extra partner means an extra helper, which can be helpful whether it is a shooting incident or chasing suspects.

The presence of partners enables police officers to handle police situations more calmly, and their survival rate is also improved.

What's more, my partner is a rookie, which makes it even more comfortable.

Not only will you have an extra helper, but you will also have an extra person to serve you.

"No." York shook his head and refused. He actually didn't need to show off his power, nor did he bother to show off his power to a newbie.

"OK!" Taribo responded excitedly and headed straight to the rookie area with two colleagues.

York watched them go, and seeing the excitement on Taribo and the two colleagues' faces, he took out his tactical belt from the equipment cabinet and sighed inwardly.

"Poor rookies, I'm praying for you."

Before he could tie it on, a voice came from the other side.

"Good morning, recruit."

"Good morning, sir."

But the next second, Taribo's pretended serious voice rang out.

"Did I ask you to speak? Pray for the last time that I am not your instructor, new recruit! Otherwise, you will live a life worse than death!"

Hearing this, York laughed speechlessly and buckled the tactical belt around his waist.
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Patrol briefing room.

There was a noisy sound, and York, who had just returned from the bathroom, heard Taribo's voice again.

"Newbies, your seats are in the front! Don't sit here! Wait until we leave or you get promoted and make a name for yourself, then you can decide whether to sit in the back."

"Is this guy addicted to showing off?" Yorks smiled, without much emotion in his heart.

It happens in every workplace that senior employees show off their authority to new employees.

Walking on the road, York patted his uniform and looked ahead before entering the briefing room. From a distance, he could see Olha walking towards him with a sour face and a strong aura.

"Even you?"

York felt amused and walked into the briefing room before Olha glared at him.

There are tables and chairs everywhere, with a whiteboard and a platform in front. The overall layout is actually no different from that of a classroom. The only difference is the people.

What’s important is that the first row of tables and chairs below the whiteboard are long tables and benches, while those in the back are basically single chairs.

That's why Taribo wants the new recruits to sit up front.

Just like in the classroom, except for the well-behaved students, most students want to sit at the back, away from the teacher on the stage.

Although there is no fixed seat arrangement in this briefing room.

"Yorks!"

Hearing Taribo's voice, Yorks withdrew his gaze from Kino, who was sitting obediently in the front row, and shifted his gaze to the source of the voice.

"here."

Taribo waved to him and there was an empty seat next to him.

This old man usually sits at the back, so the seat next to him is naturally the back.

It was obviously reserved for him. York nodded, walked over and sat next to Taribo, while also responding to the greetings of several colleagues.

At this time, Olha with a sour face also appeared at the door.

"Quiet!" He looked for the troublemaker with a fierce look.

But Olha's aura, combined with his scary face, was enough to make the entire briefing room quiet in an instant.

Except for the veteran police officer in the back who was relatively relaxed, only Kino's group of recruits sitting in the front row subconsciously held their breath, their bodies straight and their eyes staring straight ahead like a motionless stone waiting for their husband to see their wife.

This made Yorks couldn't help but chuckle, he really looked like a rookie.

But the next second, he felt Olha's cold gaze shifted to him, as if he had been staring at him since he came in.

"cough."

York coughed dryly and avoided Olha's gaze.

"Very good, we have some fresh blood today." Olha walked in, stood on the podium and put down the documents in his hand.

When he spoke, the recruits sitting in the front row who felt it most deeply felt a breath of life.

"This makes up for our lack of manpower." Olha clapped his hands.

“Let us welcome them.”

Clap, clap, clap! Suddenly, applause broke out in the briefing room.

York gave a symbolic pat in welcome and observed the new recruits sitting in the front row.

What’s interesting is that because the four veterans haven’t found their partners yet, there are only four recruits in total, but two of them are girls.

Yorks raised his eyebrows and looked towards Taribo, only to see that the eyes of these old foxes would occasionally linger on the girls.

Obviously, these old foxes prefer women to men.

"As the saying goes, men and women work together, isn't it tiring?" York shook his head and looked towards Olha.

At this time, Olha was training his soldiers.

"New recruits, stand up."

A row of people stood up in the front row, blocking Olha, but even so, they couldn't block Olha's serious voice.

“I welcome you because you have chosen the West Canyon Police Department.”

"We value rules and traditions, and we need to serve and defend this city, so it is your duty to protect the safety of the citizens of Los Angeles and keep them away from the shadows of crime and terrorism.

Understand? "

"Yes! Sir!" The recruits, including Kino, straightened their upper bodies and answered loudly.

"Very well, sit down."

Olha nodded, and after watching the recruits sit down, he instinctively looked in a certain direction.

The guy in my eyes was winking in the direction of the window.

Olha subconsciously looked out the window and saw a female police officer in the reception area walking hurriedly with a pile of documents.

"Damn it!" Olha cursed in his heart, but he could only pretend not to see it and walked back to the platform.

"Next is the instructor-student matching phase!"

After this sentence was spoken, except for Kino who still had some confidence, the other recruits became subconsciously nervous.

The veterans behind the new recruits had already been looking at each other, exchanging all kinds of information with their eyes.

"Hey, York."

Hearing Taribo's voice, York, who had just teased an acquaintance in the reception area, looked over.

Taribo whispered mysteriously, "Do you think we can all be assigned female colleagues?"

Hearing this, York glanced at the figure of Gino sitting in front and shrugged.

"Who knows."

(End of this chapter)