Meiman's mutant necromancer

Chapter 162 The Lonely Detective
Mike got his wish and joined the No.13 District Police Station, and, just as he thought, this is the police station funded by Iron Man Tony Stark. The renovated police station building has four more floors than the original , Functional buildings such as evidence room and reference room have been re-divided into exclusive areas and redesigned and installed with the most advanced security system. Of course, other departments have also been upgraded and upgraded, and even the reception desk at the entrance has been replaced. A full set of marble countertops and the latest computer equipment.

Of course, the quality of a police station is definitely not the equipment and environment, but the personnel in it, and Mike is more satisfied with this point.

When Sergeant Hunter finally returned to New York from far away Hawaii and came to the police station, George, who had exercised the authority of the chief for several days, immediately announced the start of the meeting. After that, he didn't care about Hunter's explanation, and after showing him the transfer order Immediately start hosting the meeting.

First of all, it is naturally the discipline of the police station. George, who has been the chief for many years, has his own way of dealing with it. The insufficient funds of the police station and the muddle-headed leadership have caused the police officers below to be overwhelmed. Give them some time, these old fritters It may not be impossible to rejuvenate for a second time, so his first order is not difficult to accept. All the original police officers will be transferred to internal work. If anyone is willing to continue to serve in the field, it is still possible, but it is limited to patrolling. Act rashly and immediately call the police for support.

This order is deeply in the hearts of these old police officers. They can survive until now, almost all of them are greedy for life and fear of death. They are barely capable of copying license plates and catching drunks. As for crimes such as robbery and theft, they Most of them will wait for the criminals to leave and go to the door to pretend to check. This can't be completely blamed on them. The salary of the police is not enough for them to die. God knows what kind of guys those criminals are carrying. Snatching $200 from a food truck with an automatic rifle is not news here.

Of course, there are another group of police officers who don’t want to go to civilian jobs and still choose to patrol the streets. George also agreed to their request. However, just when Mike wanted to say something, George announced the end of the meeting, and Tapped Mike's name.

"I heard that you were born in this neighborhood, can you show me around?" In private, George changed his previous tough style and said to Mike with a pleasant face.

"Of course, chief, it's a great honor." Mike nodded excitedly, and led the chief to the police car outside. He didn't notice that a pair of eyes were watching their police car go into the distance from a window of the police station. drive away.

"Chief, let me tell you, there are black police officers in the police station. Among those who want to be patrol officers, several of them are undercover agents of nearby gangs in the police station." The message was told to George.

"Mike." Before Mike could finish speaking, George interrupted him, "No one goes to police school just to become a black police officer. They also have the same sense of justice and responsibility as you at the beginning, but in reality The cruelty and hardship of life made them choose another path, and if given another chance to choose, maybe they would also become good police officers, and it’s still uncertain who would benefit from the information they provided to gangsters.”

Looking at the confident smile on George's face, Mike also smiled heartily. This is a good head, and he is also very smart and capable. He has been here for many years, and Director Hunter is the longest. One year, yes, only one year, of course, because he never did anything, so those gangsters will save his life, and his predecessor, either died in office, or was scared Transferred from here.

"Boss, should I find a quieter street? The crossroads of Charles Street is good. It has a wide view and there are no houses next to it." After recognizing George's ability, Mike even changed his name.

"Smart boy, well, you have the final say, but now, stop the car, take out the body armor from the trunk and put it on, wear two layers."

"Boss, what about you?" Mike was taken aback. He knew that there were only two body armors in a police car.

"Me? I don't need that thing."

The police car stopped for a while, and continued to drive towards the Charles Street that Mike said, and someone in the room on the side of the road spread the news by phone.

"Boss, we will arrive at the next intersection, what should we do?" Mike asked while observing the surroundings. He realized that the boss's subordinates are also very powerful. So far, he has not found any clues about them. And the boss didn't seem to have contacted them, but judging from the relaxed expression on George's face, these new colleagues must have set up a circle around them.

"Stop, you just wait here, and after a while, you will call for backup after the front fires." After the car stopped, George got out of the car, took off his suit and threw it back into the car. He had two pistols on his body. There was still a round of magazines stuck in his waist, "Mike, help me keep my suit from getting dirty, or Helen will blame me again when I go back."

George walked towards the crossroads with a pistol in one hand. Mike felt that his back was very handsome, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. Even if he was going to be a bait, don't be so exaggerated. Any stray bullet would kill him. Damn, this isn't making a movie.

"Mike called the police. The sheriff and I were at the crossroads of Charles Street. We seemed to be ambushed by gangsters and asked for reinforcements." Mike had already seen many familiar faces on the rooftops around the crossroads, all of them from nearby gangsters. Notoriously fierce, he ignored George's orders and directly picked up the walkie-talkie to call for reinforcements.

"Charles Street Crossroads? Okay, the police station has received it, and they will send reinforcements immediately." The message from the walkie-talkie immediately confirmed Mike's conjecture, hell, there is no police ambush here at all, the boss is thinking Suicide?

Da da da!The crisp sound of automatic rifles came from the front, mixed with the sound of dull shotguns. Mike ignored George's warning, took out his pistol and rushed out of the police car, and then saw an unforgettable scene.

I saw George holding two guns tightly, and under the cover of the surrounding buildings, he calmly fought back against the gangsters. Even in the face of a hail of bullets, his hands never trembled, and the bullets fired from the muzzle hit the gangsters accurately.

"Be careful!" Reality is certainly not a movie. Just as Mike shouted, a gangster came out from behind George, grinning grinningly and pulling the trigger at his back.

　Sorry for the transitional chapter
　　
　
(End of this chapter)