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"Sir, can you explain why this lady fell asleep after drinking?" David just helped Betty up when he was blocked by three or five waiters.

"I can explain... well, she's sleepy, that's all."

"We have already called the police, you explain to the police!"

"I'm not, I'm not..."

……

After driving to the police station, Russell threw the bag robbers into a temporary prison, took time to go to San Francisco, passed the Golden Gate Bridge, and saw the group of orangutans in Sequoia National Park.

Every time he sees this famous bridge, Russell can't help but want to complain.

In Hollywood movies, the White House has been bombed more than 80 times, and the president has been arrested or assassinated nearly [-] times. But if it is worse, the Golden Gate Bridge is better. Over the past [-] years after its completion, it has been promoted by directors of all sizes. The number of arrivals is as high as three digits.

Earthquakes, floods, meteorites, monsters, nuclear bombs, scene people...

In contrast, the orangutan's capture of the Golden Gate Bridge this time can be regarded as pediatrics. After all, the bridge is still there, and it can continue to be used after repairing it.

The reason for the orangutans to gain wisdom is exactly the same as that of the shark incident that Russell encountered in Hawaii, all in order to develop a special medicine for the treatment of Alzheimer's.

But the result was not as bad as Russell imagined. The special drug did not successfully flow into the market. Because of the recent series of events, the board of directors behind the medical institution invested in another project.

Led by the U.S. imperial government, many powerful consortiums are jointly studying the wreckage of the alien scout ship on planet G.

Many fields have been involved, including medical neurological projects. With the successful cases of RoboCop, the government hopes to successfully realize the possibility of human evolution in the future.

This statement is very vague, and it is mainly divided into two parts, military and civilian.

In the military section, the Ministry of National Defense submitted a huge contract, based on the technology of aliens, integrating nanotechnology and artificial intelligence programs to create a super-new neuron chip, allowing an untrained ordinary person to become omnipotent super agent.

Going a step further is a little fantasy. A confidential file unites several giants in the industry to upgrade nanotechnology to achieve real immortality, making soldiers become super fighters comparable to gods.

As far as the clues currently held by the U.S. imperial government are not only aliens, devils do exist in reality, and hell means heaven.

God himself is moody, and before the next great flood comes, human beings must complete the upgrade in order to redeem themselves.

Of course, before redeeming himself, it would be great for the US emperor to rule the world!

Not to mention the civilian sector, which involves too many fields, and artificial intelligence alone is enough to subvert the current social structure.

Faced with such an attractive and lucrative big cake, the U.S. imperial government responded with overwhelming response, and major financial groups responded one after another. They rushed to grab a pit, and the funds, personnel, and venues were all available in an instant.

To the dismay of the U.S. imperial government, the best-preserved Planet G reconnaissance ship landed in the east. The spokesperson there asked three questions and said that it was an ordinary meteorite, with no reconnaissance ship or alien high-tech.

Don't ask, just ask!

Russell didn't care about the follow-up matters. After talking with a major shareholder of a medical institution, he convened a shareholders' meeting overnight.Don't study orangutans, hurry up and use alien technology, that is the future of all human beings.

The matter of the orangutans came to an end, and Russell didn't want to interfere any more. There was no brain-damaging drug in circulation, and this group of orangutans was destined to not make any big waves, so let them go.

……

When he came to the police station the next day, it was almost noon. Pierre threw two reports to Russell with a look of luck, and asked about the party and the girl.

Singles who want to have a relationship, preferably a young blonde girl with a good personality, a good figure, and a good face.

Pierre knew that Russell was a rich man, and there must be no shortage of such girls around him. He was not greedy, just two of them.

"No, didn't I introduce it to you before?"

"Have it?"

Pierre frowned and thought hard, his memory was in chaos, he stayed up all night at the police station to make a report for a while, and had a long talk with the blond girl all night for a while, and he was completely dazed.

"It seems to be there, but I'm drunk, and I don't have any impression of the key plot..."

Russell patted Pierre on the shoulder and pressed him on the chair: "Take a rest when you're drunk, come on, here's a report on a bag robber, get it done."

"Why come back, you promised me that there will be no second time."

"Yes?" Russell blinked.

"It seems that there isn't one!" Pierre blinked, completely confused.

"Don't make excuses if you don't, write the report quickly, and I'll introduce you to another girl tonight."

"Really?"

"Of course, you are not a beautiful woman, why did you lie to you?"

"But, I also have a case on hand..."

"It's on me. From today onwards, I will solve the case, and you will write the report. It's such a happy decision."

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The first thousand and forty-five chapters, you boy, don't spout blood

World tasks: 1. Major cases 15

World task: 2. Ordinary case 4650

"Listen buddy, it's been a pleasure working with you. In less than a week, I've solved more than [-] cases. This efficiency is incredible."

Russell patted Pierre on the shoulder. The latter was sitting at the computer desk making a report, with a row of canned coffee piled up next to him, and said with blank eyes: "You are the only one who is happy, I am going crazy."

"Normal, many people say so."

Russell nodded in agreement. Except for Deadpool, everyone else would be more or less uncomfortable, both physically and mentally.

The worst thing is Supergirl, all cracked.

"what?"

"I mean we have such a tacit understanding, why don't we form a team as a partner?"

Russell made reasonable suggestions, he used the ability of elite police officers to solve crimes, Pierre showed his talent for reporting, and peace in the jurisdiction is just around the corner.

"Because I don't want to die yet, I don't want to be admitted to the intensive care unit, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the archives with missing arms and legs."

As Pierre spoke, the corners of his eyes were blurred, and the elders began to cry: "I don't want to sit in the office, I want to go out to handle cases, and I want to perform tasks on the front line."

"Then together?"

"forget it!"

"Okay, don't complain, I'll introduce you to a few more girls tonight, blonde ones." Russell comforted Pierre, who was getting irritable by the day, and gave some sweet dates.