Chapter 17 Patrol Melissa
"Hey, be careful of the gun in your hand!"
"I'm Lorraine, he's Fisher, we're all new police officers who just came in to train today."
Although it is standard to match guns, the United States allows police officers to choose to match guns with their own hands according to their personal preferences or personal habits. Of course, most people will choose the Glock series according to the standards because it has a good feel and is not prone to jamming. However, a small number of police officers will use other guns, such as the US military's standard guns with the Berletta 92F numbered by M9, and some even choose revolvers.
Moreover, affected by the complete defeat of the North Hollywood Bank gunfight police in 1997, the equipment level of the US police has been gradually improving in recent years. In addition to the pistols on their carry-ons, patrol officers usually also equipped the Remington shotgun or M-16 automatic rifle in their cars. Some patrol cars even have rocket launchers in their trunks.
Of course, now black girls only have a Glock Seventeen in their hands, no Remington, nor a bazooka, but it is still fatal to humans.
"I know, but I still have to check what's on you."
"Now put down the things in your hands, hold your head with your hands, and your back against the wall!"
Glock Seventeen shook slightly in the black girl's palm, causing Lorraine and Fisher to immediately put down the plastic bag containing the corpse of the big rat, the quilt and blanket contaminated by rat urine. Lorraine also put down the pet backpack on her back at the request of the girl. The two of them hugged their heads with their hands and leaned their backs against the wall of Building No. 2 under the orange light.
This is a novel experience. After finally getting into the police and becoming a new police officer who can participate in the training, he was pointed at by the police with a pistol at the police station like a prisoner. As long as Lorraine finds a lawyer, it will be a serious police dereliction of duty.
Against the wall and facing the black girl, Lorraine saw her name on the police sign on her plump chest: Melissa Taylor.
Melissa Taylor is obviously a very serious girl. Seeing Lorraine and the others standing against the wall, she carefully put away her pistols, took the police dog Barto, and sniffed the things they put down one by one. She just read an internal document yesterday, a case about police dereliction of duty and drug-related matters, turning the police station into a drug den, so now, Melissa sees that people who are not familiar with the police station are like drug dealers.
Lorraine and Fisher appeared under the dim street lights. One of them held the backs and blankets in their hands and the other was carrying a pet backpack, which were all things that could well cover up the appearance of the items.
In addition, the police dog Barto was excited to smell the two of them, which made Melissa involuntarily link her thoughts to the case she just saw.
"Batow, smell it well!"
"Call me immediately if you have any questions!"
Squat down and patted the back of the police dog Barto and signaled it to check. Melissa's eyes never left Lorraine and Fisher. Faced with the black girl's seriousness, the two could only smile bitterly and wait for the police dog's examination results.
With his head down, the police dog Barto tried hard to sniff on the back and the blanket - the smell of rat urine and humans were mixed on it, causing it to sneeze involuntarily, so it turned its head around Lorraine's pet backpack.
Cats and dogs are not enemies. The reason why dogs bark when they see cats is because they are both at the top of the food chain in the wild and have a fierce competitive relationship with each other - the entry of feline animals will make food in the territory less and hunting becomes difficult. At the same time, in terms of single combat effectiveness, feline animals are far higher than canine animals. Canine animals dare not do anything, so they use violent barking to drive away the quiet cats.
Dogs have left this characteristic of their ancestors, which is why dogs like to bark at cats.
“…”
What's going on?
I was stunned for a while, where did such a big dog run over?
The police dogs around made Ron nervous. He tightened his muscles in his pet backpack, his ears were pressed low, his mouth was wide open, and four sharp canine teeth were exposed, and he was ready to fight at any time.
However, the police dog Barto obviously knew that the cat inside was difficult to deal with, so it fully developed its ancestors' inheritance and barked violently at its pet backpack, which made Melissa nervous immediately.
"Whose backpack is this? Open it!"
As Barto's partner, Melissa and Barto have only been working together for less than a year, but each person and dog have joined forces to crack several cases of close-knit drug smuggling at airports. Melissa has full trust in Barto's sense of smell.
She determined that she had encountered a big case like the internal documents, and nervously retrieved the pistol from her waist, opened the insurance, and pointed the gun at Lorraine and Fisher - which made Lorraine and Fisher nervous again.
"OK! OK! Don't be excited! Don't be excited!"
"This is my pet backpack, and it's my pet cat inside!"
"Open it now!"
Melissa didn't believe Lorraine's words. She shook her gun slightly and signaled Lorraine to go forward and open her backpack. Lorraine quickly walked a few steps, walked to her pet backpack, reached out to unzip the zipper, and the police dog Barto immediately followed and pointed her head in front of the pet backpack.
"Bang!"
Without hesitation, Ron slapped directly from his pet backpack, muffled the police dog Bato's face. Then Ron jumped out of his pet backpack, his hair exploded all over his body, made a loud cat cry, and stood upright and exhaled a serial slap at the police dog Bato.
“Meow~”
It's scary to make you scream!
I will beat you to death! I will beat you to death!
Ron's strength was tested by Fisher and was not smaller than that of ordinary adults. His serial slaps naturally contained this power. Even if the police dog Barto is a large dog close to one meter in height, it would be difficult to absorb.
"Woo~, woo~, woo~"
Under Ron's continuous attack, police dog Barto kept retreating, staggering several times and almost being knocked down by Ron, and barely maintaining balance. It wanted to open its mouth and hold Ron's soles, but it could not keep up with Ron's rhythm at all. The two clashed for only a few dozen seconds, police dog Barto's tail was sandwiched between his legs, making a whimpering cry, and hid behind Melissa.
Lorraine, Melissa, Fisher: "…"
“Meow~”
Tell you to scream!
You know it's amazing!
The battle ended with the retreat of police dog Barto. Ron raised his tail and issued a declaration of victory arrogantly, walked around his pet backpack, and then jumped in again.
He is very hungry now and doesn't want to walk. He just wants Lorraine to have a big meal with her back on her back.
"You saw it, my pet cat, orange."
Spreading his palms, Lorraine introduced innocently, which made Melissa feel quite embarrassed - she obviously knew that she had made an erratic mistake. Lorraine did not hide drugs, but just hid an enemy of a dog.
Putting away the gun, Melissa squatted down and stroked the head of the police dog Barto, comforted her partner, and then stretched out her palm to Lorraine.
Chapter completed!