When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

The gray-haired old policeman had a golden horse chestnut on his shoulders, and his position was obviously deputy inspector general pnspr. And that young man was just wearing a streaking police uniform, without bars or stars. He was just a newly hired patrol officer.

There are nine levels of New York police:

Chief Superintendent p

Chief Superintendentbr

Assistant Chief Superintendent SSSN

Deputy Chief Inspector p

inspector generalnspr

deputy inspector general pnspr

senior inspector police officer pn

Inspector police inspector nn

sergeant superintendent s

detective nsrsps

police officer r

Among them, the level calculation starts from the sergeant, that is, S. For example, there is a crazy author named Reganmian. His starting writer level is not fixed at level 1. Like this guy, he is not included in the level. It’s not scary if you have a low level. What’s scary is that you don’t even have a level.

This veteran police officer is considered a high-ranking officer in the New York Police Department, but he is already so senior that he will probably still be a deputy inspector general when he retires.

"George, your name is George Stacy, isn't it, young man?"

"Sir, yes, I am George Stacey, and my police officer is"

The old police officer smiled and waved his hand, interrupted Brother George, tapped his chest, and said: "Okay, I don't need to know your police officer number. Even if I want to know, your number is still hanging on your chest, right? Haha, tell me how you discovered the situation here yesterday."

George blushed and said: "Sir, at 4:32 this morning, the bureau received an alarm call. Then I was arranged to go here to check, who was patrolling nearby. When I got here, I found that there was no one around. . After finding the target ship R9, I did a general inspection and found several dead bodies. I immediately notified the Manhattan General Administration and sealed off the scene."

The old police officer nodded and said: "Not bad, young man. It's very smart. Yesterday, four patrol officers received the radio announcement from the station at the same time, but you were the one farthest from the scene of the crime. In the end, you were the only one who came. . Very good. This shows that you are not lazy and have a future. Work hard."

After a few compliments, the old police officer turned and left, patting George on the shoulder when he passed him.

The young man George was immediately flattered and saluted the old police officer again.

Looking at the back of the old police officer, George Stacy murmured to himself: "Anna, I will work hard and solve major cases. When I get promoted, I will tell your father in person that I want to marry you."

"Who did that batch of raw meat that was taken away by the police?"

"Boss, the situation is very complicated now. All our people are dead and now R9 is surrounded by the police. We don't even have a chance to explore the scene and figure out what happened at that time. The only survivors at the scene are the pigs, but We can't reach them now." Jimmy wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and answered the boss's question carefully.

Speaking of which, he is also confused now. He stayed up all night working last night. I just drank a bowl of bone soup at home this morning and was getting ready to go to bed. I received a call from my younger brother saying that his freighter had been seized by the police. Through the police station's internal information, he learned that all the guys on the boat had been killed. Not wanting to go to sleep again, Jimmy hung up the phone to his boss who was on business in Mexico.

This led to the above conversation.

"You said a few days ago that Wilson Fisk's people came to see me," Frank asked word by word.

Jimmy obviously understood what his boss meant. He now suspected that Wilson sent someone to do it, and wanted to use this matter to warn Frank.

"Well, I'm not sure about this boss. If he follows Wilson's style, he should wait for you to come back and have a conversation before taking any action." Jimmy whispered his analysis.

"Jimmy, shrink your manpower now and stop all actions. I will be in New York in three days." Frank Gades finally made the decision.

The weather in Mexico was still very hot in early March. Frank wore this plaid shirt, opened his chest, and lay alone on a lounge chair by the pool.

Scanning the surrounding area, Frank saw that the nearest bodyguard was 10 meters away. He picked up the satellite phone he had just hung up and pondered for a while.