The Police Trainee's Achievements

* (sfx) BAM! *

The police officer's 'cool moment' was shattered when a handbag suddenly flew and hit his face, almost knocking him out.

The police officer was dizzy for a few moments. Dhruva got up quickly while enduring the pain and got into position for a roundhouse kick. Although the tram was narrow, there was enough space for him to perform that move.

In his field of vision, Dhruva almost could see stars circling above his mentor's head and even above them were the words-

'Finish Him!'

It was time for him to use his Finishing Move!

The kick gathered momentum as it almost cut through the air and hit the police officer's face.

KO!

The heavy body fell in the tram, and many people who were watching from a distance cheered.

With the opponent down, Dhruva now took deep breaths and helped the young girl stand up. His actions were gentle, and the young girl was inwardly impressed by this (not actually) dashing young police officer.

"Thank you."

Dhruva said, and he passed the young girl her heavy handbag.

"Your handbag is quite heavy! What's in that?" he asked casually. After all, how could lose this opportunity to talk to a beauty.

"Oh! It's just books!" the young girl shyly said.

Dhruva nodded and handcuffed his mentor to one of the tram's seats.

"Boy! You can't do that in the tram!" the conductor tried to verbally stop him, but with a stern gaze and furrowed brows he was instantly silenced by Dhruva. Beside him, the young girl watched the (not so) manly police officer doing his work with shining eyes.

'What a charming police officer!' she thought.

'What a lawless police officer!' the conductor thought.

The young girl wanted to speak more, but before she could further their conversation, the young police trainee jumped down from the tram and disappeared into the web of streets.

The young girl sighed as she saw his disappearing back, just like those heroes in her favorite novels.

She grew irritated and glanced at the fainted, handcuffed, dust eating police officer and recalled how this person had kicked her. Her anger rose and she walked near him.

*BAM BAM BAM*

Kicks rained on the fallen police officer as the young girl viciously kicked with a red face.

"You dared to hit me? *BAM* You really dared to hit me! *BAM* Do you know who my father is? *BAM* Huh?"

The other passengers along with the conductor shivered as they watched the beautiful and thin girl kicking with hidden strength. They couldn't believe such a thin girl could pull out such vicious attacks!

While the young girl was beating up the fainted and handcuffed police officer, the person who'd handcuffed him, police trainee Dhruva was currently explaining to the head of the police station the adventure he went through a few days ago.

The head of the police station at first didn't believe him, but after glancing through the photos he couldn't help but believe the young trainee. The evidence was there, and he had his own secret intel which had informed him that there were indeed some Civil Uprising rebels in his own police station.

At this moment, a person walked in wearing a long coat. The head of the police station furrowed his brows for an instant. After all, this person had arrived unannounced in his cabin.

But the person in the long coat didn't give him time to think and took out his identity card. The three large and bright words on the card made the head of the police station sweat bullets.

'Anti-Martial Inspector'

The Anti-Martial Inspector was satisfied with his reaction and spoke.

***

Sometime ago, when Param was fighting with the man with the knife and the cashier…

The Anti-Martial Inspector, Jamie Bond was troubled. He felt like he understood his daughter less and less.

His daughter Sarah was a beautiful and brave girl, and was a budding romance writer. Her novels which she pumped out like pancakes were much popular among the youth, and this had made her rich at a very young age.

But every time her father read those titles, he really couldn't help but feel his face twitch.

'The Ninth Young Miss: Taming the Wild Emperor'

'Bringing the Country's Martial Hero Home'

'Secular Protector Gu: Please Love Me 100%'

'The Army General Is Now My Husband!'

Just reading those titles made him feel that his daughter was no longer the innocent youth, and was becoming more and more like her mother, who was an independent and strong woman!

He sighed as he searched around for a grocery store, and soon spotted one. However, the cashier was nowhere to be seen.

Being born with a short temper he grew irritated and cursed the cashier a few times in his mind. Suddenly he heard a loud groaning noise, and he walked out of the shop and looked around.

At this moment he saw a young teen running away with a knife attached over his shoulder. On the other side, he spotted the attacker and his accomplice, who was grabbing onto his own throat with red eyes.

Feeling a little suspicious, he grabbed his revolver and approached the two.

"Any problems, gentlemen?"

***

The Anti-Martial Inspector edited and told them how he raided the storeroom of the shop and caught their illegal supply of gunpowder and explosives.

The head was a decisive person, and immediately dispatched the police force. The police officer named Mr. Water Bottleman was captured and interrogated. The articles found in his house, a batch of gunpowder and a revolver, and his fingerprints on them were enough to prove him guilty.

Furthermore, the illegal supply in the general store was confiscated, and the police were trying their best to weed out the entire web of Civil Uprising rebels in the Community. With the clue provided by Dhruva which was actually given by Param, the police planned to apprehend the suppliers of explosives and gunpowder in a few days.

The head of the police station congratulated the two youths, Dhruva and Param, and promised them that he would fork out some good rewards for them from the superiors.

When Mrs. Purple found out about Param's injury and he and the young police trainee's adventure, she harshly scolded the two and took the both of them to the hospital.

Param received multiple stiches, and was forbidden to make intense movements for two weeks. The medicine provided by the hospital was made out of mutated plants, known as 'Light Plants', and their efficacy was high.

As Param was a poor orphan, his bill was paid by Mrs. Purple from her own money, which made Param deeply touched. He promised her that he'd pay her as soon as possible, and the middle aged woman knocked him on his head, scolding him for spouting nonsense.

Night arrived, and it was the end of the three-day holiday. Although he was injured, Param was firm on his decision to return to the Martial Club.

It was time for him to sign the Blood Contract!