Novel & Cerita Zootopia Cops

“What if the cops found nothing?” Arianna asked after being silent for a while. “Not even a clue? that’s impossible” Brianna answered. “They could have clues without a concrete lead” Arianna protested. “Clue without a lead? That’s rather impossible” “The pack’s cops are known for their tenacity, they’ve already been saddled with the onus of fishing out the perpetrators” “I’m confident they wouldn’t let us down and the pack members at large” Brianna commented.

The speed at which those monsters can go at a mile was terrifying and they have been responsible for so many accidents in the city that she can count on. Lightning lips tilted into a light grin, her brow arched up at the cop. " Don't tell me that the mighty cop is scared of a little bike, " she teased reading the fear in the cop's eyes. Carolyn brittle at the mocking tone in Shelby's voice. " That thing is not little, " she defended then frowned. " How did you know I am a cop? " She can't remember passing that information to Shelby. Lightning didn't lose the smile on her face. " Is easy to figure out, " she said offhandedly.

Third Person's POV Ariana looked at Zoey's familiar face, yet felt an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity. She felt that Zoey had changed over these days, no longer under her control or domination. At that moment, several cops approached. The leading officer said, "There have been reports of illegal activities here." Troy replied, "The individuals are here, and they've recorded videos that might be uploaded to some illicit websites. These are the witnesses." He pointed at Livia, Ariana, and the four women.

I know it's not security because they're not wearing the uniform, but their presence is enough to shut Kristen up, so I'm happy for them to be on the field. "Good Evening, Mr Lions. I'm detective Leyton from the Claremont Police department, and this is Detective Crawford." The younger of the two men says when he reaches us. Both men pull badges of identification from their jackets to show that they are indeed police officers, and the older detective holds up a piece of paper. "Sorry to interrupt your game, but we have a warrant to arrest Kyle Petrelli for the rape and murder of Pia Mitchell."

His feet slipped against the moss-slick pavement, and with a soft gasp, he fell, elbows scraping across wet concrete, the briefcase tumbling from his grip with a metallic thud. That was all the time they needed. Tires screeched. Boots hit the ground. The air was suddenly thick with the presence of three cops, drenched and panting, their guns still holstered but their eyes wild with the thrill of capture. “There he is!” “On your knees!” one of them barked, weapon raised but finger twitching just above the trigger. But Bryce didn’t move.

“You just made it worse for yourself.” Matteo froze, confusion flashing into anger. “Do you know who I am?” he hissed. “Yes,” the officer said coldly. “That’s exactly why you’re here.” The badges came into full view then,not the tarnished silver of city police he owned, but the bold, unyielding seal of the FBI. His stomach dropped. These weren’t men who took orders. These were men who ended empires.

Dominic patted his shoulder and walked away to the opposite corner where Claire and Hunter's faces could be captured from a fine angle. However, Cole's face twisted into a ridiculous scowl. He folded his arms and gritted his teeth. "Am I the only one troubled by Zara’s escape? Why is no one talking about her, damn it! She's killed twelve police officers since her evasion. The entire police department is trembling in fright. But look at these bunch of careless people, they are celebrating as if danger isn’t looming." Cole muttered angrily. His shoulders sagged in defeat when he saw Claire and Hunter standing in each other's arms, their forehead joined and their lips moving in silent confessio

Zoey, who was in my office going over some files with me, was also confused. Dan came in. “What is going on?” “They are searching the office but wont say why.” Zoey explained. ” We received a tip that the murder weapon used in the Hal Daniels murder is here,” A cop said. “That is insane!” Zoey said. “It is. I am calling my lawyer.” Dan fumed. “It’s okay, let them search. They won’t find anything.” I said.” We watched them search. “You guys are wasting-” Zoey began, then stopped as a cop pulled something out from behind a filling cabinet.”

The policeman stared at it for a long time before returning it to Zorion. "A witness claimed that you hurt someone with a horsewhip and an iron pipe in the boiler room. Did you do it?" The policeman asked. Zorion laughed mockingly, "That's bullsh*t. I didn't do anything. Someone must be messing with me." The policeman's expression was stern. Everyone in this dorm room seemed suspicious, except one. Who were they? He pondered. "We're from the FBI. Here's my badge and search warrant," the policeman said as he showed them to Zorion. Zorion simply took a glance and said, "How would I know if this is real?"

"You are not a cop, so you have no right to question the suspect." He then turned to his colleague. "Please lock him up. It seems this going to take longer than we expected." Zara quivered when she saw him glance at her. Something didn't sit right with her about the muscular cop and his redhead counterpart. They were both behaving as if they wished to just take her mugshot and throw her in jail. Scott folded his arms too and squared up to the hostile cop. "You are done with the questioning, right? Can she leave now?"