"It's cool!"
Black Elf Bar, Old Hart "Tons, tons, tons" drank the ale in the cup in one breath, showing an extremely happy expression.
He has brought Ronan with him for a month, and today is the first time he has received the latter's "filial piety".
It's really not easy!
Ronan raised his hand to call the barmaid and ordered another drink for Old Hart.
Such "bold and cheerful" behavior made Old Hart a little confused. He asked in disbelief, "Little Ronan, do you need my help with something?"
"Let's just say it first, I can help with small things, but I can't take care of big things!"
Ronan smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to buy you a few drinks. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."
Old Hart has been a police officer for decades, but he is very naughty and likes to take advantage of others.
But this old police officer took care of Ronan and Reserve Officer, and also imparted a lot of experience.
Of course, it is completely unrealistic to expect him to block the gun for Ronan.
The reverse is more or less the same.
Old Hart laughed, "You've really become smarter. Only after you've suffered a loss can you realize that I, Old Hart, was right, right?"
Ronan took the opportunity to ask, "Sir, do you know which gang the thief yesterday belonged to?"
Rand City's Upper City is the main settlement place for nobles, officials and wealthy businessmen. The environment and public security situation are very good.
Lower City and Port District are a mixed bag of gangsters, big and small.
Ronan has only been in Third Precinct for just over a month, and has limited knowledge of the situation in the area, so he doesn't know which force is responsible for setting up a trap to ambush him.
If he wants to avenge his predecessor, he must first master the identity of the other party.
"That guy should be from Gallo Brotherhood."
Old Hart replied without thinking, "Gallo Brotherhood is not easy to mess with. You were so impulsive yesterday that I couldn't stop you and couldn't follow you. Fortunately, nothing happened to you."
Gallo Brotherhood is a group of gangsters that has emerged in Lower City in recent years. The leader, Jero Thackeray, is ruthless and powerful. His power has developed rapidly and his influence spans more than five blocks.
The most important thing is that Gallo Brotherhood has a backend.
In fact, the gangs that can gain a foothold in Lower City and Port District all have backends. They usually serve as gloves for a noble, businessman or even a member of parliament to use as a tool to make money.
Old Hart reminded, "Little Ronan, you are not in serious trouble anyway, so don't think about revenge. If you encounter such a situation in the future, stay away. They won't dare to go too far."
It has never been the responsibility and job of police officers to crack down on gangsters.
Third Precinct cannot afford to offend a force like Gallo Brotherhood. If a fight breaks out between the two sides, the latter will definitely be razed to the ground. There is no chance of luck.
Although the kingdom has strict control over firearms and weapons, ordinary people do not have the right to purchase and carry firearms unless they obtain a license. Once they are found to have privately owned firearms, they will be severely punished.
However, rules are rules, and in fact there is no gang that does not have firearms.
If you really want to wipe out a group of gangsters, you must use the power of Rand City General Police Bureau or even Garrison Army to do it!
Low-level police officers like Old Hart and Ronan are mainly tasked with maintaining public security and order on the streets, and arresting most wanted criminals.
"Wipe your eyes brighter from now on."
For the sake of two glasses of ale, Old Hart patiently taught. "Tomorrow I will teach you how to identify gang members, so that you will not make the same mistake again in the future."
In fact, there is a tacit understanding between the local gangs and the police station. The two sides do not interfere with each other. The former will not cause major troubles in the latter's jurisdiction, and the latter will turn a deaf ear to some of the former's actions.
In other words, Ronan was new here and didn't understand the details, so he suffered a lot.
In fact, Old Hart knew very well that what happened to Ronan was unlikely to be accidental or coincidental, and there must be another reason.
But he would never reveal this, let alone help Ronan.
No matter what is going on, this is the secret of experience that this veteran police officer has been able to survive safely for decades!
An hour later, Ronan returned to his residence.
A small room of less than ten square meters, a desk lamp of at most 10 watts, plus a simple wooden bed and desk.
There is no kitchen or bathroom.
To solve physical problems, you have to go to the public toilet outside, or put a wooden bucket in a small room.
Although Ronan doesn't care much about living conditions.
But the idea of changing residence became even stronger.
In a place like this, where even fists and kicks cannot be used, how can it meet Ronan's needs for physical training and martial arts?
The worst thing is that the soundproofing here is terrible.
The crashing sounds and cries for help coming from the next room were clearly audible!
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, Ronan closed his eyes.
He inspired Psionic Power to close his hearing, let his mind sink into Sea of Consciousness, and started a new practice.
The invisible spiritual power leaked out of the body, filling the small room silently and filling every corner.
Those fleas and bugs hiding in the corners, in the gaps between tables, chairs and floors, fled like crazy as if the apocalypse was coming, and some of the slow ones were directly crushed into dregs.
At this moment, above Sky Dome outside the window, a bright moon glowed with a faint blood light.
Such signs indicate that the day of Blood Moon is coming soon!
In the next few days, Ronan followed Old Hart on patrol in the area, learning more knowledge and experience.
Because Make a Move became "generous" and "filial" meals such as hot dogs and coffee to Old Hart from time to time, the latter's favorability was greatly improved.
I got the cheap Old Hart and passed on all the valuable experience I accumulated over the years to Ronan.
He thought this young man was pretty good, so he patted Ronan on the shoulder with emotion and said, "I will apply to the superiors to get you to become a regular employee in the shortest possible time."
Under normal circumstances, if there is no meritorious service or the superiors speak out, then the minimum time for Ronan to become a regular employee is three months.
While becoming a regular employee within three months is considered very good, there are many Reserve Officers who became a regular employee within half a year or even failed to become a regular employee upon expiration.
"Thank you, sir."
Ronan While thanking him, he glanced at the crowd coming and going.
A flexible figure appeared in Ronan's sight, instantly awakening his memory.
Ronan recognized at a glance that the other person was the thief who lured him into the dark alley a few days ago!
When Ronan discovered the other party, the sly-looking guy also looked at Ronan. Not only did he not show any fear, but he showed a provocative smile.
Ronan avoided the other party's eyes expressionlessly.
But I kept this guy's appearance firmly in my mind.
The next moment, the thief disappeared into the bustling crowd.
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The second update is sent.
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