pjbooks Chapter 109 The Detective's First Day
Chapter 109 The Detective's First Day
Chapter 109 The First Day of a Police Detective
Beverly Hills, the Hill family home, a cozy room with a pleasant temperature.
"Ugh... Ethan, don't come back. Ugh, I really can't eat anymore."
A woman wearing a tank top and underwear was seen writhing on the bed, making alluring sounds as she struggled against the covers.
The thin vest could not conceal her enormous fullness, and her elegant and smooth abdomen would occasionally reveal glimpses of her cleavage. Her pair of strong, fair, long legs gradually increased in strength, causing the down comforter to flatten out.
Suddenly the door opened, and a young girl walked in, turned off the heating, and pulled back the blankets of the room's occupant, fully revealing her perfect figure.
Evelyn rubbed her eyes and sat up; the sudden chill made her reluctant to get out of bed.
"Why is Diana here?"
The girl said coldly.
"Get up and have breakfast. Today is your first day as a detective, not a time for dreaming."
"Yeah, let me sleep for another 5 minutes, just 5 minutes."
Evelyn took the blanket back and lay down on the bed again, until her younger sister slapped her thigh, turning her fair skin red, which startled her awake.
"What are you doing, you cold-blooded sister?"
"Foolish sister, I'm calling you to get up. If you don't get up, I'll make Mother beat you."
The word "mother" brought Evelyn to her senses. The whole family was afraid of their mother, even the two daughters who inherited her constitution.
"understood."
Evelyn complained about her hunger.
"Even in my dreams I'm being fed by that wretched Ethan, I don't like Eastern-style char siu bao."
Once the girl explained the content of her dream, her expression softened.
"You'd better not get a disciplinary action from your boss on your first day for being late; you don't want to experience your mother's iron fist either."
"Don't worry, it's 7:30 now."
It's already 8 o'clock.
Evelyn jumped up.
"I just checked and it was only 7:30, how come it's already 8 o'clock in the blink of an eye?"
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Diana rolled her eyes at her sister.
Her graceful figure pulled down her hot pants and put on her underwear and suit, pulling up her pantyhose to cling to her skin. It was the first time she had ever worn casual clothes to work. The birdsong outside the window made Evelyn reminisce.
Father, today is my first day as a detective. You would never have imagined that I would go from a rookie to a detective in just 8 months. Your daughter has not disappointed you, has she?
The policewoman rushed out of the room full of energy; she would never be remembered by her colleagues for being late.
The next second, the father, who had just been the object of her concern, was knocked down by his own daughter, clutching his waist and screaming in pain.
"Father?"
Evelyn was stunned. When did her father become so frail?
Edwin struggled to his feet, pretending to be alright, and even handed a key to his daughter.
"This is your promotion gift: a Ferrari 12 Cilindri ($70)."
"Thank you, Father. I love you so much."
Evelyn hugged her father and kissed his cheek, while Edwin looked constipated. He was still weak from being bullied by his wife yesterday, and today he was hit on the kidney by a girl. It was already a testament to his father's stubbornness that he didn't show any pain.
Montebello, located next to downtown Los Angeles, is theoretically not part of the city, but in the public eye, it is considered part of Los Angeles along with East Los Angeles, and its population density is no less than that of the city center.
The county police headquarters is located between Montebello and East Los Angeles; it is a more than 20-story building housing the county headquarters offices.
Evelyn stood at the gate and sighed again.
Senior, although I became a detective before you, I will not let you down, after all, I am someone you trained.
In the American police force, the relationship between trainee instructors and rookie trainees can be seen as a kind of professional mentorship, where the instructor is considered a "half-mentor." If a rookie fails to pass the training, the instructor will be the subject of gossip.
If a rookie performs well, it will not only make the instructor more proud, but will also be recorded as a merit in their file.
The policewoman quickly arrived at her department, the Homicide and Violent Crimes Division of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, which had more than 70 people and was divided into several small offices.
Detectives and their partners form a team, with three to five teams forming a group. The group leader is usually a Level 2 detective, equivalent to a superintendent. Larger groups are led by police inspectors, equivalent to Level 5 detectives, while the section chief is a police commissioner.
Evelyn's appearance attracted a lot of attention. There were many beautiful women in their department, but she was the first one this big. Moreover, they had already received word of it. Damn, she had connections.
"Um, I'm new here."
"Are you new here? I'll show you around..."
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, a beautiful figure grabbed Evelyn and led her toward the conference room. This person was none other than Kaia Anderson, who had arrived more than a week earlier.
It's obvious that she was able to get in because the homicide squad suffered heavy casualties half a month ago, which is why there were openings.
Kaia pulled Evelyn to sit at the head of the conference room, and the blonde policewoman asked curiously.
"Sister Kaiya, why do I feel like they don't really like me?"
Kaia gave him a look that said, "You have no self-awareness."
"Everyone knows about your deeds. In their eyes, you got into the homicide division through connections. These people don't like people with connections, so they don't like me either."
Kaia recalled that a little over a week ago, even though she had been working in the local investigation team for eight months, these proud detectives still had objections, so she had to temporarily partner with the team leader.
The section chief is off duty today, so the 57-year-old deputy section chief (police inspector) Eric Harris is in charge.
"Today, Group Three has added another new member. Evelyn, please stand up and let everyone get to know her."
"I am here."
Eric Harris stepped down from the podium.
"Evelyn has participated in five high-risk missions and is a veteran police officer. I believe everyone has heard of her instructor, Ethan Lee. I don't need to elaborate on his reputation in our county police force. Great teachers produce great students, so please give him a warm welcome."
"Clap clap clap clap"
The applause was barely a welcome; no one would believe he'd only graduated from police academy eight months ago.
The deputy section chief didn't mind and just continued explaining.
"Andy Gray, you'll partner with Evelyn for now. Help her adapt to detective work as quickly as possible."
The young man in his twenties looked helpless; he hated the decision.
"I see."
As the police car drove to the scene, Andy Gray, who had graduated three years prior and had been a detective for a year, began to set rules for the new recruits.
"Make it clear beforehand that you won't hold me back."
"I won't hold anyone back."
"Just because you say you can't doesn't mean you can't."
Andy Gray's tone became a bit harsher.
"You've only been out of school for eight months and have absolutely no experience. Women are generally weaker, and the instructors haven't taught you any detective skills. So, what makes me feel at ease? Just listen to me, understand, rookie?"
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Evelyn did not refute, after all, she was new here, and according to someone's approach, she would wait until she understood the relationship within Vanke before speaking.
In an electronics store, the owner is murdered and his money is stolen—a classic robbery. Most importantly, there's only one broken security camera in the store.
"The shop was robbed two hours ago. The tablet, laptop, camera, and money were stolen, and the shop owner was also killed."
Andy Gray asked the clerk, annoyed.
"Is your boss out of his mind? Why doesn't he install security cameras in the shop? Did they just break today?"
The young white man denied it.
"It was already broken when I started working here two weeks ago. I mentioned it, but the boss didn't fix it."
"Fool, now you've gotten yourself into trouble."
At that moment, Evelyn called out.
"Maybe I can solve the case."
Andy Gray's words stunned the men present.
"What do you know, newbie? Go check the neighboring store and the street to see if there are any other security cameras that have captured evidence. Hurry up."
"The perpetrators were three white men, one of whom was this store clerk."
"ha?"
Evelyn picked up a toy from the corner, opened it, and revealed a camera inside.
"A store selling valuable goods can't possibly be without surveillance cameras. If the cameras were broken, there are only two possibilities: either the staff are lying, or there's another lookout."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shop assistant and Andy Gray looked at each other. The next second, the shop assistant suddenly shoved Andy to the ground, stomped on his shin, and then lunged at Evelyn.
Evelyn caught the powerful punch firmly, then delivered a knee strike to a vital spot, lifting the prisoner off his feet and slamming him to the ground as he screamed. The sound of muscles hitting the tiles startled Andy Gray so much that he almost forgot the pain.
"You just took him down like that?"
"Of course, I'm being very polite by not pulling out my gun and killing him outright."
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Andy Gray was speechless. Was this still a policewoman? She threatened to draw her gun and kill someone at the drop of a hat.
Evelyn helped her temporary partner up and sat him in a chair, and said with a smile.
You owe me a drink, remember to buy me one.
"Oh, are you thirsty?"
"No, it's that colleagues who didn't contribute to the case have an obligation to treat those who did to drinks."
"What rules? I've never heard of them."
A moment later, Andy Gray, enduring the pain, bought a drink and threw it to Evelyn. He was actually called a useless burden by the rookie. What a disgrace, a great humiliation.
"Thank you for your treat. Next time, I want you to buy me a drink."
Evelyn smiled sweetly.
"I look forward to this day."
That concluded her workday. The next morning, Evelyn returned to the police station and noticed a decrease in her colleagues' hostility, indicating that her actions the previous night had indeed been effective.
Suddenly, a tap was placed on her shoulder; it was Kaia Anderson.
"You played very well yesterday. Now some people in Corey are calling you the Desert Tiger."
"Tiger, hee hee."
Evelyn was very happy. America rarely used similar titles, and regardless of whether they were ambiguous, it helped her colleagues gradually accept her.
Although it's a bit shameless to say this, senior, no, Ethan, I want to take this opportunity to close the gap between us, and then surpass you. From now on, I want you to call me "commander".
My shoulder was patted again, and a familiar voice came from behind me.
Tell me about something happy that happened to you.
I think...
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Evelyn froze, because the person behind her was Ethan Lee, wearing the exact same detective badge as her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Of course I'm at work. I didn't notify you, but I'm a detective now, and I was promoted from senior officer to detective."
Don't be fooled by the fact that you can become a Level 1 Detective, Level 2, or even Senior Detective. However, your previous rank is also very important if you want to become a Level 2 Detective. Becoming a Senior Detective is like going through two-thirds of the promotion process, while Level 1 and Level 1 require a long wait.