The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 180 Cohen's Old Problem

Watanabe Yuri nodded and went to make arrangements.

At the same time, she also told He Nan who to investigate with.

Those were two police officers.

One of them is a relatively unknown police officer in the Criminal Division—often also known as the Criminal Division.

This department is relatively complicated, and handles all kinds of criminal cases, such as kidnapping, murder, serious injury...

There are also blasting groups, theft groups and so on.Of course, the official name is called Ke.

The other is forensic officer Cohen.

This is more interesting, forensics department is forensics department.

It seems that the forensics department will not be called the forensics team because the police officers are so chaotic all over the United States.

...Maybe it's because the staff of the forensics department are all scientific researchers, not patrolmen.

The so-called "patrol police" is more chaotic again.

Patrolman is actually the meaning of the lowest-level police officer.

But the police really specifically say who to assign the job of patrolling, but they often let him patrol in a certain area.

It's a bit like the "film police" in China.

...So it's really an extremely confusing title.

Outside of New York, it may be another name.

The Manhattan and Brooklyn precincts are sometimes called differently.

Can't they be unified? He Nan once complained secretly in his heart.

Even if the country cannot stipulate a unified name, then the continent can always, right?

No, continents are not acceptable either.

It's all up to the headquarters, okay?
...But the branch quit again, saying "we have our culture".

He Nan thinks this shit culture is unnecessary.

"Hey, Cohen." Ho Nan patted him on the shoulder: "How are you talking with Watanabe Yuri?"

"Well... I don't know how to say it." Cohen looked very depressed: "I think she's right... If I don't think about what to do, it's better not to go this way. Because it's too dangerous, I might die before I think it through."

"Then... are you planning to quit?"

"No, I'm going to figure it out soon." Cohen smiled helplessly.

As soon as this answer came out, He Nan knew that he would not leave.

This made him a little touched, but also a little sad.

If Cohen is really dead, then I don't know if there will be another policeman who will continue to be like Yuri Watanabe like him.

...I'm afraid it will be difficult to have.

Because it won't end well.

And after you die, no one will remember you.

On the contrary, it may say that you are a dead-headed fool.

In that case, is it worth the effort?
... I am afraid that for many people who are not firm enough, the real answer in their hearts is "no".

In fact, the students of the police academy are often not corrupted...

He Nan thought about it, and felt that if the New York Police Department really wanted to change its personnel, it should consider recruiting graduates from the police academy.

Take them directly to the headquarters.Don't let them go to the branch to be contaminated.

Reform must begin with the General Directorate.

Only in this way can it affect and radiate to the sub-bureau.

It is pointless to change from the branch office.

It is easy to be overwhelmed by the corrupt atmosphere of the General Administration, and the power of the superintendent is not strong enough.

The three got into the car and headed quickly towards Manhattan.

The police car will not be stuck in traffic, it is convenient.

If He Nan had to drive his own car for this section of the road, it would probably take three times as long.

So when he quickly arrived at the apartment where Benny lived, He Nan got out of the car, not only feeling extremely emotional.

...too fast.

He also wanted to drive a police car all the time if he could.

But that would have to be a note, and he didn't mean it at all.

"Well, it's this building." He Nan looked at the address and compared the building numbers: "Well...he lives on the 38th floor..."

"...Hey, I have to take the elevator again." Cohen listened with a bitter expression on his face.

"You haven't gotten used to it yet?"

"No..." Cohen shook his head: "It's just like this... I can't get used to it."

When Cohen takes an ordinary elevator (a high-end elevator will balance the feeling of weightlessness so it's okay), he will feel flustered due to weightlessness.

Even the heart is a little uncomfortable.

In fact, many people are more or less like this.

But Cohen is more serious.

If it weren't for the fact that the forensic officer didn't have much requirements for physical fitness, he would definitely not be able to be a policeman in his situation.

There are too many cases where the police go to high-rise buildings to investigate cases.

Like him, what if he has a heart attack someday?
Then there is another case immediately.

I'm afraid I'm going to exhaust everyone present.

Originally thought that Cohen was just not used to taking the elevator, just practiced.

... As a result, Yuri Watanabe led him to sit back and forth so many times a day, except that he almost had a heart attack, and had no other effect at all.

"It's okay, why don't you go up the stairs." He Nan told him seriously.

"Then, wouldn't that be exhausting...the 38th floor." Cohen was startled: "Of course not! Don't be kidding."

In the end, the three of them took the elevator to the 38th floor.

He Nan was always concerned about his physical condition, and he would glance over every now and then to see if he had any signs of turning pale, foaming at the mouth, suddenly falling to the ground, or dying immediately.

however……

Another policeman dismissed it.

Instead, there was a look of sarcasm and ridicule.

This made He Nan a little unhappy.

But he just showed displeasure and didn't say anything.

Who is this?
He Nan thought angrily in his heart.

Colleagues are not feeling well, you can get it if you don’t care about it.

Still laughing there!
What do you mean?
Oh, by the way, you might have looked down on a good cop like Cohen...

The more He Nan thought about it, the more angry he became.

You yourself may choose to adapt to the general environment because of greed, fear, etc., so that's it, and others don't say much about you.

Be gregarious!
But what do you mean by looking down on decent cops?
Bad money can drive out good money, but good money cannot be ridiculed.

Not ashamed but proud...

...If it weren't for this joke, the situation would still be bad.

Just look down on Cohen for having this problem?
This kind of guy who casually mocks other people's physical illnesses without concealing it...is really a scumbag.

He Nan could probably imagine what this guy was thinking.

... would definitely laugh at Cohen as a coward, and would be afraid to take an elevator.

But this thing has nothing to do with guts, it's a problem with the heart.

It doesn't mean that you don't have to be afraid just because you are so brave.

The fact that Cohen dared to persist for so long under the threat of the gangsters to not join forces proved that it was not a matter of courage.

If people like Cohen are timid, what are you?

With this in mind, He Nan looked at Cohen again after the elevator reached the designated floor.

Fortunately, he is fine, but his complexion is a little bad.

"Kean, what number is it?" Although Ho Nan knew the answer, he still tried to ask him a question to answer, so that Cohen could divert his attention and become more confident.

"Ah——No. 3! This way." Cohen wiped his sweat, replied with a smile, and hurriedly led the way.

(End of this chapter)