People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 53 053. Food and lodging included.
"Why? Do you think a sausage burger can beat me?"

Moon turned and returned to his office.

He wanted to use facts to prove that he was right, that an excellent fighter would not be defeated by a sausage burger.

Near noon, Zhang San, who was patrolling outside on a bicycle, was wondering whether he should learn to ride a bicycle.

Patrolling by bike is not comfortable when the weather gets hot, and now he has to drink several bottles of ice water throughout the morning.

And if you drive on patrol, there is an air conditioner that can blow...

After finishing his patrol work in the morning, he went back to the police station to check in and went to Chief Daniel's office.

"You want to learn to drive?!"

As if hearing something strange, Director Daniel looked at him in disbelief.

In the two years since he joined the police station, Zhang San never said that he wanted to learn to drive, and Director Daniel saw that he sometimes arrived at the scene faster than the police officers who drove, so he didn't urge him.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements for you."

The chief was quite happy to see him learn to drive. He believed that the ace police officer would be able to greatly improve patrol efficiency after being equipped with a car.

A few days later, Zhang San, who had been given a week's leave by Director Daniel, came to see his car coach.

A white man named Leon.

It's a pity that he didn't get a split in the head and he's not a strong young man, let alone a policeman.

He is just an examiner and coach who worries about life in middle age.

After getting in the car, Leon very responsibly told him about the mistakes that novice drivers might make, and introduced everything in the car in detail.

When he heard Zhang San say that he had driven a friend's car, he gave Zhang San the driving seat of the coach car.

"Relax, driving is as easy as dating a girl, you can do it!"

Leon encouraged him, but soon he regretted it.

This student of his stepped on the accelerator and almost sent him away. If Leon hadn't stepped on the brakes quickly, he would have gone straight to see God!
"How many times did you say you drove a car?!"

Pointing to the wall less than half a meter in front of the car, Leon shouted excitedly.

They have rushed from the road to the house on the side of the road, and they will collide with it a little later!

Thanks to the co-pilot of the coach car with brakes!
"Drove once or twice..."

There is still a big gap between reality and the game. Since Zhang San drove a car for the vigilante and Chris a few years ago, he has never sat in the driver's seat again.

First, because the other two people said that even if they were shot to death by gangsters, they would not ride in the car he drove. Second, he was also afraid.

As it is now, in practice, he is a street killer!
Leon, who sat in the driver's seat again, calmed down a little. After driving the car back to the road, he patiently explained the precautions to Zhang San.

Another day passed.

Zhang San sat in the driver's seat under Lyon's coach's trusting eyes.

The car started to move slowly, and he drove around the town at a speed slower than that of a bicycle.

"Very well, just remember not to step on the gas pedal indiscriminately."

The two of them taught one seriously and the other studied hard, and soon the speed of the car slowly increased.

Seeing Zhang San who is already fully skilled, Coach Lyon is very pleased.

A few days later, Zhang San successfully got his driver's license.

Under the applause and celebration of a group of colleagues, the ace police officer finally has a police car of his own.

Ford Explorer.

A car that is very suitable for macho men.

With it, Zhang San's patrol efficiency has indeed increased a lot.

In the following time, Police Officer Zhang, who is driving a police car, will never miss any crimes again.
Bang!

Bang!
On the road in a small town, Zhang San, who was holding the steering wheel, roughly rammed the front of his car into the butt of the suspect's car in front, but unfortunately he did not lose control of the other person's vehicle.

Perhaps it was because the stopping technique he learned from the police station was still in the trial stage and he had little practical experience.

There are very few suspects driving wild in the small town of Evergreen, because most of the suspects have used the money from the car to buy fans and guns.

Today, there is a rare person who does not accept the parking inspection. He must use this rare opportunity to contact his PIT technology.

Bang! ! !
The collision was so severe that the suspect's vehicle was directly hit by his Ford Explorer into the grass on the side of the road and stopped.

Seeing that there was no time to practice, he slammed on the brakes and got out of the car with the Sand Eagle.

"Show me your hands!"

Zhang San, who was standing behind the police car, pointed his gun at the cab of the car, and his colleagues also parked the car aside.

"Get out of the car!"

"Hands! Let me see your hands!"

"Don't shoot!!!"

The red car parked in the grass slowly opened the door, and then a man stretched out his hands.

He was smart enough not to resist to the end.

The police officers swarmed him and handcuffed him, while Zhang San found one or two packets of powder from his car.

and a loaded pistol.

"You are not from our town, how dare you come to our place to sell fans?"

As he searched more carefully, he discovered that this man was really brave. The powder bags hidden in the car totaled at least thirty kilograms!

"Officer, it's not easy to do business in other cities."

The man in his 40s on the ID card said helplessly.

He also wanted to do a specialty business, but unfortunately the markets in big cities were occupied by gangs, so he could only do this kind of mobile business.

Go to one place and sell a little bit, then move to the next place.

What puzzled him was why the Asian police officer in front of him could see that there was something wrong with him.

Obviously, no police officer would come to check him when he was in the first few cities, but he didn't expect to be discovered by a police officer in a small place.

"Are you so afraid of death and sell fans, and carry a gun?"

Zhang San didn't understand why he surrendered because he had a pistol, so at least he resisted.

"Make money, officer. I use that gun to guard against buyers, and you know who you're likely to meet in this business."

As if accepting his fate, the man told the story of the strange things he had encountered while selling goods over the years.

Some gave counterfeit banknotes, some were ready to rob with guns, and some were more straightforward, planning to kill him and touch a wave of corpses while taking away free fans.

With luck, he managed to survive.

Unlucky, he fled with a gunshot wound.

You have to be careful even when you get the goods, it is very common in this business to eat black.

He once met a colleague who was beaten to death while picking up the goods, and the body was thrown directly into the sea and became food for fish.

After listening to his story, Zhang San smiled and said to the man, "Don't worry, you will live in our prison from now on, it's absolutely safe there."

Before returning to the car, he added:
"By the way, the protective measures in the prison are ten yuan each. If you still have friends, you'd better ask them to send some money."

咕咚
The man with a dumbfounded expression was stuffed into the back seat of the police car by several police officers. What awaited him would be multiple charges and a brutal sentence.

　Thanks to the little mage for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)