Chapter 133 Answer
"Please explain why you didn't use a pistol at the time, but instead took the M4A1 and the 12-gauge M870 shotgun before chasing the suspect." Rupert's voice sounded, and this was actually the most suspicious part.

Yorks looked calm as he looked at everyone in the inquiry team one by one: "Sir, you should know that this is not the first shooting case I have experienced."

Rupert nodded.

York’s identity is very special. In fact, not only him, but also other big guys are paying attention to York. This may be due to some kind of investigation.

The results proved to be excellent.

"In the past years, I have experienced three shooting ambushes and four shooting attacks," York said calmly.

As soon as this sentence was uttered, all the people asking the question showed corresponding expressions, but no matter what expression it was, it eventually turned into silence.

Glancing at these people, York said calmly: "You probably can't imagine how I feel. How dangerous what I went through is. You probably can't understand this."

Rupert said nothing, just looked at York.

"So I am a person with rich experience. When I saw with my own eyes that the suspect suddenly rushed into the apartment building, the fur on my body told me that this place was very suspicious, and the feeling in my body told me that this place was very dangerous." York said calmly.

"I ended up carrying an M4A1 and a 12-gauge M870 shotgun to avoid what I imagined would happen, but unfortunately, it turned out that what I imagined did happen.
I am sorry for the impact this incident had on the residents of the apartment building, but I am not sorry for my actions. On the contrary, I am glad that I followed my feelings and took the M4A1 and 12-gauge M870 shotgun first, otherwise I would have been the only one killed at that time. "
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After the matter was roughly handled, York was given a long-term administrative leave of one and a half months, with notice that he would be summoned if there were any other issues.

This is the longest of his many administrative leaves.

The Yorks who have not yet left the police station are all thinking about how to spend this long vacation.

But in fact, at this moment, he roughly knew what he would do in the next month and a half.

It was still Olha's office, and the same familiar words.

"signature!"

York nodded, walked forward to look at Olha who had no expression on his face, carefully read the words on the document, and then signed his name with Olha's pen.

But at this last step, York stood up, pushed the signed document over, and looked at Olha.

"Sir, do you remember what you said to me that night?"

Olha nodded and looked at York: "It seems that you have already thought of the answer? Although I knew you would make a choice, I didn't expect it to be so fast."

It hasn't even been a week since the night he proposed it, only about four days have passed. Before this, he thought he would have to wait until the end of the month to get a positive response from York.

York smiled and said, "It's been a few days, not too fast or too slow, and it just happened to happen again."

"Yeah." Olha said calmly, "Where are you going?"

York said, "Detective Bureau, Robbery-Homicide Division."

Olha thought to himself that it was true, but he said, "Okay, I will put you on the list and submit it. When there is a notification, I will let you know."

"OK!" Yorks smiled, "Thanks, sir!"

Olha shook his head and sighed, "This is what I should do. You were originally on the shortlist."

York was not surprised to hear this. He had done enough to prove his ability.

In the workplace, the strong are on top. Of course, background is also important, but he has these too, so everything will come naturally.

After saying goodbye to Olha and leaving, perhaps when he might return again, he would report to the Detective Bureau. Yorks wore casual clothes for a rare time and toured the West Canyon Police Station, greeting acquaintances passing by one by one. Then he went to the reception area, made Diane laugh, and made her female police officer shy, and then left.

An F150 Ford Raptor slowly left the parking lot. York stopped in the open space in front of the main entrance of the West Canyon Police Station, took a careful look at the West Canyon Police Station, and then left.

He wasn't being sentimental, just a little melancholy.

When you work in a position for two years and finally leave, you will always have some corresponding emotions. Without that, you are just deceiving yourself.

Instead of going home, York drove his F150 towards a certain neighborhood.

On the way, he turned on the radio on the center console.

The above report of what happened last night omitted more details and his name, while also vaguely characterizing his actions as legal.

Because the police spokesperson said this, the police officer protected the safety and legal rights of the residents in these two incidents.

Even so, what Yorks knows is how the outside world will view this matter.

"I guess the focus will be on a certain police officer experiencing two shootings in one night."

York couldn't help but complain in his heart and drove out of the traffic into the nearby neighborhood.

Once you enter a certain block, the scene inside changes.

The atmosphere changes so quickly that it makes people feel a little uneasy.

Coupled with the fact that there were all kinds of young people gathering on the streets, it obviously added to the sense of unease in the air.

The neighborhood here is not an ordinary neighborhood, but the territory of the Blood Wolf Gang.

To some extent, old street gangs like the Blood Wolf Gang are one of the sources of stability here.

Because they would not think of messing up their own territory. After all, if there are no people left, it will affect their business.

Looking at the passers-by, the shops, and even the gang members who gathered together to chat, with a sense of non-interference, Yorks shook his head and casually drove the car to the side of the street. He looked out the window at the frowning and alert gang members and spoke calmly.

"Call your boss Ulisse and tell him that York wants to see him."

The members of the Blood Wolf Gang might not have seen him or knew him, but York thought that his name must be very famous in the Blood Wolf Gang.

He was right. He saw the gang members gathered in the street, chatting about something, but their faces changed because of his coming.

I saw the man who seemed to be the boss, wearing a white vest with his arms exposed, looked at York carefully, and finally nodded in silence, left his place, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and began to notify his superiors.

York had a calm expression, just quietly observing the surrounding environment under the gaze of these gang members.

The shops and passers-by mixed together to form a peaceful picture. As the sun was setting, the composition of the scenery was very good.

After a few minutes, a black, ordinary Toyota sedan came towards us from the front.

From this inconspicuous Toyota sedan, York saw Ulisse sitting in the back seat.

(End of this chapter)