Chapter 30 Assistance Mission
"Thanks, York."

Two people walked in the front yard towards the door. Taribo looked at York next to him and said.

"Otherwise Kaya will definitely ask me to resign!"

York looked at Taribo who suddenly looked sincere, and said seriously: "Trouble comes from the mouth, so don't say dangerous things in front of your family in the future."

"You really like the Chinese culture." Taribo sighed.

"I was drunk this time and wanted to brag about my bravery in front of Kaya. I won't do that again in the future."

After saying that, Taribo pushed the main door and continued to follow York out.

York habitually glanced at the quiet streets and brightly lit communities around him, and said seriously.

"But, would you please consider it?"

Taribo asked, "Considering what?"

"Resign!"

Yorks stopped at the F150 Raptor's driver's door and looked at the starry night sky. He said calmly: "I can feel that the city of Los Angeles has a bit more of the smell of gunpowder recently."

Taribo was stunned. He never expected that York would say this. He smiled.

"Resign? I haven't thought about it."

York looked at Taribo.

He said seriously, "I'm used to this job. I don't know what to do after I get out. Besides, patrolman is a good job. I like it because it allows me to meet more people."

Hearing this, York just smiled and patted Taribo on the shoulder.

"See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Hearing Taribo's voice, Yorks opened the car door and got in, started the engine, shifted the gear lever and stepped on the accelerator. Then he looked at Taribo who was waving goodbye, nodded, and slowly left.

As the distance between them gradually widened, York glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the figure reflected in the mirror, murmured to himself, and left the intersection.

"Do you like being a patrolman?"
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Time: Nine o'clock.

York drove the F150 Raptor to the parking lot in front of the West Canyon Police Station, and after getting out of the car, he instinctively glanced at the cars in the parking lot.

Among the cars parked all over the parking lot, he found Kino's car.

"Okay, I'm not late."

York nodded with satisfaction, and at the invitation of the police officers working nearby, he entered the police station.

Change into your police uniform in the locker room and continue walking towards the patrol department area.

Every time a patrol officer goes to work, he basically reports first and then goes to the patrol briefing room.

Because under normal circumstances, Boss Olha usually has some tasks to assign.

These tasks are assigned by higher-level departments such as the Robbery and Homicide Division or the Anti-Drug and Anti-Narcotics Division, and require assistance or tactical support from these police officers.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there is no such thing. When there is no arrangement, the whole process will be very fast and you can go straight to work.

But sometimes it still happens.

Patrol briefing room.

Everyone took their positions, and each patrolman habitually sat in his usual seat.

The only place that new rookies like Keno, who just came in yesterday, can work is in the front row.

Their police ranks were too low, and they were naturally at the bottom of the patrol department. "I think I'm going to sit in the front row like a good student again." Gino stood next to York, looking at his colleagues who had already taken their seats, and complained in a low voice.

Hearing this, York just pointed to the front row and said, "Go ahead, that's your seat."

After saying that, he walked to his seat under Kino's depressed eyes. It was the best seat in the entire patrol department. He could stare out the window and didn't have to smell the saliva that Olha spurted out from time to time.

Kino looked at York's back, and walked silently to the front row with envy in his heart. He nodded to his colleague who shared the same suffering as him and sat back in his seat from yesterday. One thing that comforted him was that York didn't know he was a spy.

"Quiet!"

Olha was still on time and appeared at the door on time when all the police officers took their seats.

Just like yesterday, Olha walked in with a sour face, put the documents in his hand on the high table in front, and looked for the troublemaker with a fierce look.

At this time, Yorks did not dare to touch Olha's whiskers.

"Very good, it seems that you all were safe yesterday." Olha withdrew his gaze from a certain troublemaker and nodded with satisfaction, his tone much better than yesterday.

"Keep it up today! Before you defend Los Angeles, protect yourself first."

After hearing what Olha said, Yorks agreed in their hearts that they actually had no obligation to rescue the hostages from the suspect.

Under the most critical and extreme conditions, even if the hostage is killed first and then the suspect, it is estimated that the people who take action later will be fine. At most, they will just be reprimanded and their paid leave will be longer.

After expressing his thoughts, Olha continued: "Thanks to someone's contribution, the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Bureau received a new piece of intelligence."

His eyes stayed on York for a moment, then moved to Kino in the front seat.

At this time, some veteran police officers in the briefing room, including Taribo, secretly glanced at York, who had a calm face.

"So they need our help today," Olha said. "I think some people will be eager to participate."

As soon as these words came out, the briefing room fell silent, and everyone looked at Olha.

However, Olha changed the subject: "But this time they only need two people! Except for Officer York and Officer Keno, everyone can go to work now. I hope you can be safe and sound like yesterday."

"Yes! Sir!"

A response came from the briefing room. Except for York and Kino who looked confused, everyone stood up and walked outside.

"Good luck to you." Valeria, the student in charge of Taribo and a classmate of Kino, looked at Kino and said, then walked towards her instructor.

"Come back safely." Taribo patted York who had a calm look on his face.

York waved his hand.

Taribo shrugged and left the briefing room with Valeria, who came over.

Suddenly, there were only three people left in the briefing room.

Olha glanced at the slightly nervous Gino, picked up the documents on the high table, and took out a piece of paper and placed it on the long table in front of Gino.

"During this operation, you must follow your instructor closely. Do you understand?"

Kino subconsciously picked up the document on the desk and nodded.

"Yes! Sir!"

Olha nodded with satisfaction, then walked up to York and placed the same document on the table in front of him.

"The criminal who was hiding drugs that you arrested yesterday personally named you. He wanted you to be present before he would tell you the transaction location, so."

York raised his eyebrows, picked up the document on the desk and smiled.

"Understood, I'll go over there."

(End of this chapter)