Chapter 73 Iron Plate
The work of a patrol officer is actually quite boring most of the time.

Besides patrolling, they either stand on the street or increase the police station's revenue by catching a few unlucky guys and giving them a few fines to deal with them.

The important thing is that the tickets cannot be too excessive. It is impossible to issue more than ten tickets in one day. If it is excessive, people will complain, so mainly police cars can only issue two or three tickets a day at most.

Without any police report, York took Kino, a rookie who was still in the internship period, to find the two unlucky guys and write two bills.

Along the way, he just stood by and watched, letting Kino operate the whole process by himself, but it was obvious that Kino remembered his teachings.

Before opening the ticket, leave your fingerprints on the back of the unlucky person's car and check whether the car has stopped or check the condition of the trunk.

Fortunately, there were no serial killers as in the previous cases, they were all ordinary office workers.

In addition to the sports car that turned from the intersection, it performed a very arrogant and provocative act right in front of them. It crossed the middle solid line from the opposite lane and drove in front of them, and even stepped on the accelerator in protest.

boom!
When the sports car crossed the middle solid line and forced its way in front of them, the two men could see that the owner of the car was a sloppy young man wearing a very hip-hop hat and with tattoos on his arms, looking extremely arrogant.

York smiled, and a look of looking at a fool appeared in his eyes: "There is a job, force him to stop the car."

Sitting in the passenger seat, he pressed the button to sound the siren.

Kino nodded, stepped on the accelerator to speed up, rushed to the side of the sports car, forced it to stop on the street, then stopped behind the sports car and got out with York.

Yorks took the lead and walked over and knocked on the body of the sports car, a Lamborghini Aventador, with a low body, scissor doors, huge air intakes all around the body and a V12 engine clearly visible under the glass. It was a typical Lamborghini style, priced at around US$, and was average.

Maybe he did it on purpose, because when he came over, the car owner had already taken out his driver's license and waved it outside the car window.

York took it, glanced at the name Ebert Jamal, then looked at the young man inside and spoke calmly.

"get off!"

The young man named Ebert was still arrogant. He looked at York and shook his head: "Why should I get off the bus?"

“Get out of the car right now!”

Yorks forced open his car door, with his right hand on the edge of his tactical belt. The calmness on his face and the calm eyes made Ebert feel a strong sense of creepiness.

He glanced at Kino who was on the other side and got out of the car obediently.

But he didn't forget to throw in a sentence: "Do you know who my father is?"

"To the side of the road."

York ignored the idiot, just closed the door and spoke calmly to Gino who was standing on the other side of the car.

"See what the co-pilot has."

He has seen too many fools like this. When these fools who have been abandoned by their families enjoy the happiness brought by money every day, their way of enjoying themselves will only gradually escalate.

After all, people's excitement threshold will become higher and higher, and most of them upgrade from money by smoking fen or marijuana, upgrading from the spiritual level.

Kino nodded, immediately opened the door and leaned in to search.

"NO!" Ebert shouted, feeling that he was trying to cover up his mistake. He wanted to go over to stop York, but York grabbed his shoulder and held him in place.

"You can't search my car without cause!" Ebbett yelled.

But by this time, Kino had already found a small bag of white objects.

"You're in trouble, kid." Yorks pushed Ebert and forced him to the front of the Explorer police car.

"Keep your hands on the car!"

"You want to arrest me? What charges?" Ebert was pinned in front of the car and still unwilling to accept the consequences. He wanted to struggle, but he felt that his strength was like a drop in the ocean in front of the iron-like hand behind him, and he could not struggle at all.

"Do you know who my father is?" he shouted.

York sighed, looked at Jino, and threw his driver's license to him: "Ask your friends if anyone knows this guy." "Okay, sir."

Jino took the driver's license, looked at the name on it, nodded calmly, and then began to take out his personal mobile phone.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone knew what they meant. Ebert was a little confused and subconsciously looked at Kino who was already operating his mobile phone. Not long after, he saw Kino's mobile phone ringing.

Ebert watched as Kino answered the call and walked over to him and put the phone to his ear.

"F***! Ebert, what the hell are you doing?"

Ignoring the familiar swear words and listening to the familiar voice, Ebert thought of a big shot in his circle.

“Saadi?”

"Do you know who called me? He's from Rubio's family. Just wait for your dad to rescue you, that's it."

Everyone in Ebert was stunned. They just stared at Kino who put away his phone and hung up.

"Are you listening now?" Yorks patted the fool who was staring at Kino.

Ebert nodded blankly, with a look of frustration on his face. He just wanted to play a miserable patrolman because he was bored, but how could he hit a wall? He still couldn't wrap his mind around it.

"Put your hands on the car." York stepped back and said calmly.

"Palms down."

Unlike before, Ebert came to his senses, obeyed, and placed his hands on the front of the car.

"Spread your legs!"

Yorks continued, and Ebert continued to do so.

"Cuff him." York looked at Kino.

"Yes! Sir!"

Under Ebert's gaze, Kino walked forward calmly, took out the handcuffs hanging at his waist and handcuffed Ebert's hands.

"Officer, will I be okay?" Ebert asked in a low voice, looking much more obedient than before.

Jinuo glanced at York who didn't care and pulled him up: "Let your father come to pick you up."

After saying that, Kino pulled Ebert and put him in the back seat of the Explorer police car.

Yorks walked towards the co-pilot: "Take this idiot back to register."

"Yes! Sir!" Kino opened the driver's door and got in.

With the engine revving, the Explorer patrol car drove Ebbett toward the West Canyon Police Station.

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After everything was registered, it was already dozens of minutes later when Yorks and Kino drove out in the Explorer police car.

This time, there was no fool coming out to help the police department increase its revenue.

At York's signal, Keno drove the newly matched Explorer through street after street.

The most important thing was that Yorks took Kino to meet some owners of small street shops and taught him how to handle some small matters. Although Yorks felt that Kino would leave his job later, responsibilities were still responsibilities after all, and as an instructor he still had to teach him something.

　Thanks to book friends 20220703121845825 and Wu Gan for their tips.

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(End of this chapter)