During the daytime patrol, the most important thing is to issue tickets. Joey drove three tickets today. There were many people who parked illegally. According to Bright Mahoney's guidance, Joey would give the other party a five-minute chance.

Of course, it is usually useless. After five minutes, a ticket is directly posted on the car. Although it is gone, when the owner finds out, he will inevitably be furious and cursed.

Lunch is also eaten in the police car. During the patrol time, they must stay near the police car to ensure that they can reply to radio calls at any time. In the afternoon, they can walk a distance to patrol, which is one of the few time to exercise.

They didn't return to the branch until the evening, and could find a restaurant near the branch to have a stable dinner. This was a treat for Joey.

Joey just joined the company and has more than 40,000 US dollars in various salary and benefits a year. Of course, overtime fees are not counted because overtime fees cannot be counted. Just like today, even if Joey works overtime after dinner, overtime at the 15th branch is normal, and the police force is not enough. Even if a police officer does not charge black money, overtime pay alone is a good income every year.

Bright Mahoney stood at the reception desk again, and Joey watched him deal with copywriting, which was a kind of learning.

But Joey didn't like this kind of work. He didn't want to sit there. It was a torment for him, and now it was a fusion of two souls, and neither of these souls liked this feeling.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, more people reported the case, and Bright Mahoney had no time to teach Joey anything, and Joey couldn't help much. He was really a rookie.

"I'll go and have a walk!" Joey finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up and said to Bright Mahoney, then left the reception desk and walked into the branch office.

There was no purpose, and Joey didn't know that he just took a walk around. He was relatively unfamiliar with this place. Although he had visited it and remembered the various locations, he did not understand the specific situation and personnel.

"Detention room? Is the suspect in the firm still here? Karen Page, secretary of the future firm, go and see how she is. Also, will someone come to kill her tonight?" Joey recalled the plot in the American drama, and didn't know if there would be a murder.

The reason for thinking about this problem was that Joey didn't see the on-duty police officer outside the detention room. He put his right hand on the gun holster around his waist and then pushed the door open and entered.

The outermost part of the detention room is the place where the on-duty police officers are on duty. Under normal circumstances, there must be a police officer sitting there. Generally, the thieves are detained here. If the evidence is conclusive, they will be prosecuted immediately and then transferred.

The evidence in Karen Page's case is clear, but there is more in the evidence, so the assistant district attorney cannot file a lawsuit directly. Once the prosecution is filed and the evidence is transferred to the court, there will be more problems exposed. As for directly eliminating the unnecessary evidence, sorry... they may not dare to do this, and Wilson Fisk cannot cover up the situation with one hand.

When Joey passed by the duty room and went deep into the detention room, a messy sound came from inside. He quickly walked in. In a cell, a police officer in a guard uniform was strangling a woman's neck with a bed sheet.

"Swish" directly draws the gun, "Let that woman go!" Joey shouted.

The guard inside was stunned. How could a patrol officer enter the detention room at this time? What did he do? And he didn't know Joey. Joey went to work on the first day today, and yesterday it was reported that the guard was off work yesterday, and even if he didn't leave, the two might not meet.

The hand was released, but the guard's right hand also touched the gun holster at the waist, "Rise your hand and don't do extra moves, otherwise I will shoot directly." Joey was a little nervous at this time. Even though he was the first place in the police academy, his real experience was zero.

He hadn't experienced shooting, and cold sweat was left on his forehead. After a violent cough, Karen Page climbed to the guardrail of the cell on the ground, "Save me, he's going to kill me..." and cried, but Joey didn't dare to leave the guard at all.

"I don't know who you are? But you shouldn't stop me. I have to kill her. You leave here and pretend that you have never appeared." The guard looked at Joey, his hands were not raised. It was not important to him that his life was his daughter.

"Don't force me to shoot!" Joey gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence. The other party's right hand still wanted to draw the gun. Although he was not quick, Joey needed to make a judgment immediately. "Bang" Joey shot.

"Puff" blood splattered instantly. The moment he was shot, his body flew backwards, hitting the wall, and then fell to the ground, and blood soon began to invade the ground. Gunshots sounded in the branch. This was a major incident. Police officers outside began to rush in, and then saw Joey pointing his gun at a cell, and Bright Mahoney also followed him in.

"Put down the gun, Joey." He walked over directly, pressed one hand on Joey's gun, and then slowly took it.

Joey's tense body slowly relaxed, gasping slightly rapid, and the shooting he held his breath and focused just now made him almost forget how to breathe.

Bright Mahoney turned his head and looked inside, and immediately understood something, "Quickly, open the door, take the injured person to the hospital, remove his gun, he is now a suspect." The police officers entering probably understood that the guard wanted to kill the suspect, but was knocked out by the police officer, and the shooting became more obvious because the button on the guard's gun holster was opened.

Someone entered it directly, removed the guard's pistol, then carried him out, and someone treated him. At the same time, Karen Page was taken out of the cell and sent to the interrogation room.

...

"Huh..." Joey sat in an interrogation room, blew the coffee in front of him, and then took a sip, with Bright Mahoney accompanying him.

"The first time you shoot, you will feel a little psychological burden. You will be given psychological counseling. Then you will have no problems. I didn't expect that you will shoot on the first day of work, or in the branch."

"I didn't expect it." Joey was very calm at this time. He was completely in different states before and after shooting. He was nervous before, but then he relaxed a lot.

Although the two souls could not give him any experience in this regard, his psychological tolerance was still improved a lot, especially because Joey was a time traveler with a system, and he was more likely to accept reality than anyone else.
Chapter completed!