Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Four years later.

Winter City, in front of the counter in the police antechamber of the Supervisory Office.

"You know, the one who takes over will be here in two days."

Someone was sitting on a chair, talking while drinking.

"The last one took the blame and resigned, so why should I fill in the blanks? There's no fuss about it."

The other person next to him was holding a cigarette stick, puffing and puffing, and replied with a very meaningless expression.

"But have you heard that the one who came was a young man, maybe only in his 20s..."

Before the man could finish speaking, someone knocked on the table in front of him.

When he looked up again, there was a young guy standing in front of him, with a fair complexion, thin eyebrows, and two dimples when he smiled.

"I lost my wallet, can you help me find it?"

"What, what are you talking about?"

Then, the man in front of the counter turned his mouth again, "Don't make trouble, get out while I'm in a good mood! Before I send you to the police station."

The person next to him continued to smoke.

The young guy scratched his head, turned around and shouted, "Brother, they are incompetent, and they didn't help me find my wallet. Sure enough, this police station is just a decoration."

The man in front of the counter stood up as soon as he slapped the table, "What did you say..."

But before the words were finished, another person came in from the hall door.

The man had tall legs and long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he walked with extraordinary momentum.

His brows are deep, his peach eyes are downcast, and his face is calm.

The man in front of the counter became even more angry, took out his baton, and strode out, "I think you are getting impatient."

When you come up, you have to give that young guy a stick first.

But he didn't want to be grabbed by the wrist lightly by the young guy and hit his left rib with his fist.

"Oh, you can't."

The young guy shot swiftly, but still had an innocent smile on his face.

The baton of the beaten man fell to the ground, his waist bent, and he screamed.

The remaining one in front of the counter was smoking a cigarette, and at this moment he finally stood up with a panicked expression, "What are you doing!"

The young guy smiled and stretched out his feet to run over the person next to him, "You really have no eyesight, don't you know who the one standing at the door is?"

"I don't care who the hell you are!"

The man was still screaming blindly after being crushed under his feet.

"That's the new Director of the Police Department of the Winter City Supervisory Office, Jiang Mi." The young guy smiled and said with narrowed eyes.

The two people next to him were taken aback for a moment, how could they have imagined why the director came here suddenly.

Jiang Mi seemed to be used to the young man's style, so he said indifferently: "He Huai, why are you talking so much nonsense?" As he spoke, he threw the file bag in his hand directly.

He Huai caught it neatly, took out a job certificate from it, and flicked it lightly with his fingers to make a crisp sound.

"See? It's stamped, let's be more careful in the future."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and saw Jiang Mi walking directly inside, and hurriedly put his heels back.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, wait for me."

Jiang Mi walked into the police office of the Supervisory Office, most of the people inside were in a slack posture, laughing and making noise.

Immediately someone noticed that Jiang Mi had come in, frowning and questioning who he was.

Jiang Mi raised his eyes indifferently, "I am Jiang Mi."

He Huai poked his head out from the side with squinted eyes, holding his employment certificate in his hand, "I hope everyone will remember the name of your new director in the future, hehehe."

-

"Brother Ma, the new officer from the police department has arrived recently."

Ma Shu was wearing a long gray leather jacket with a dark complexion. He frowned his thick black eyebrows and said solemnly, "Come and come, what are you talking about? Do you still want to disturb Mr. Cheng with such a trivial matter?"

This Ma Shu was the driver who had followed Cheng Zhan for many years.

"Yes, but...the newcomer said that we will not continue to send search and rescue ships in Wuwan Port." The speaker scratched his head and continued: "He said that it is a waste of time to stop the ship for a few days every month to search for people. ..."

Ma Shu's face suddenly darkened, "What a fool, who does he think he is, if he really can't stop the ship, he might have to be suspended!"

Since the eldest young master of the Jiang family fell into the sea four years ago, my husband has been like a madman and forced to stop the boat in Winter City for half a year.In the end, it really didn't work out, so we planned a good time and set a few days every month to send search and rescue ships out to rescue people.

But it has been a few years, even if it is caught, it is estimated that there are only bones left.

But no one dares to persuade his husband, after all, no one cares about the head on his own head.

Someone under Mr. Zeng really couldn't see it, so he just told his husband that he must be dead, and there is nothing else to earn.

As a result, the man's body was left outside the next day, and it is said that his death was miserable.

From then on, no one dared to persuade, and no one dared to mention it.

My husband has also become the real king of Hades in Winterfell.

But Na Laoshizi's new director will look for trouble when he comes, I'm afraid it's not that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Ma Shu thought for a moment, and decided not to tell his husband yet, but said to his subordinates: "You just invite the newcomer to dinner and beat him, and if he still doesn't get on, then tell him."

The people under him responded repeatedly, and then backed out.

Ma Shu stood there for a moment, sighed again, took the plate from the kitchen, turned around and went upstairs and knocked on the door, "Sir, you need to drink your medicine."

After a long time, a heavy sound finally came from inside.

"roll."

After all, Ma Shu has been with Cheng Zhan for many years and knows how to persuade him. He said softly, "Sir, you can't collapse now. If you collapse, what should you do if that person comes back in the future?"

Ma Shu said that's what he said, but everyone knows in his heart that that person probably won't come back. It's been four years, and he should come back early, so he still has to wait until today.

There was a long silence in the room, and then a voice came out.

"Come in."

Ma Shu heaved a sigh of relief, took the tray, and pushed the door open.

The room was pitch black, and the thick curtains tightly blocked the sunlight, making it too gloomy.

It doesn't look like a place where people live, but it looks like a hell.

Thanks to Ma Shu's good eyesight, he put the plate on the coffee table in the dark, picked up the medicine bowl, walked carefully, and put it in his husband's hand.

He looked at his husband who was leaning on the reclining chair in the dark and looked unclear, "Sir, I put the medicine here, and I need to drink it while it's hot. The effect of the medicine will decrease when it cools down."

After speaking, I knew that I couldn't bother me any more.

Ma Shu tiptoed out of the room again and closed the door behind him.

The room fell silent again.

After a while, the person on the recliner finally stretched out his slender and pale hand to pick up the medicine bowl.

-

But in the Police Department of the Supervisory Office, there is a lot of pain at this time.

Half a month has passed since Jiang Mi took office.

In this half a month, everyone has almost done the work of the previous year.

There are really too many old cases piled up, some were closed halfway through the investigation, and some were closed hastily.

But no wonder, for Winterfell is a coastal city.

The economy is relatively prosperous and developed, and there are many forces living here.

All the forces occupy one side, and the police department is caught in it. It is really difficult to be a human being, and it is also difficult to do things. No one can offend.

Now that Jiang Mi is using vigorous methods to force them to do things, they are naturally unwilling at first and slow down their work.

After everyone was cleaned up by Jiang Mili, no one dared to be a monster anymore.

But after all, everyone still dislikes Jiang Mi in their hearts, and they jokingly called him the "Iron Judge" behind their backs, just waiting to see how many times this "Iron Judge" can be tough. The many forces in Winter City are not easy to provoke. He must be taught to be a man.

They didn't like He Huai either. Knowing that the kid was smiling, but he was full of evil inside, he was very sinister, so they even nicknamed He Huai "Smiling Tiger."

Everyone is happy to see and wait for those forces to rectify this "official" and "tiger".

Until, Jiang Mile ordered not to stop the ship at Wuwan port without reason.

Everyone no longer looked like they were watching a show.

The new one just wanted to die, and dragged them into it.

Really die!Sure enough, he was a newcomer, so he thought that the new official would be the first to take office, and he was unfamiliar with the place, so he would dare to mess with anyone.

Who would dare to mess with that living king who is neither human nor ghost!It’s true that if you don’t go when the road is facing the sky, you will go astray if there is no way to hell!

Immediately someone went to persuade Jiang Mi.

"Director, it's not that we are afraid of things, it's that you can't continue to issue this order. Do you know who made the rules for stopping the ship?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man in police uniform.

Jiang Mi put down the file in his hand and looked up, "Who made it?"

The middle-aged man looked around, put his hands around his mouth, lowered his voice, and approached Jiang Mi, as if he felt that he would die if he said that person's name.

"Director, that rule was established by Cheng Zhan, Mr. Cheng."

Jiang Mi nodded knowingly, "Oh, it's him."

Seeing Jiang Mi's reaction, the middle-aged man let out a long "hey", clapped his hands together, and smiled on his face, thinking that this "iron-masked judge" still knew the general idea and wasn't so stupid.

"Yes, yes, that's him."

Jiang Mi pondered for a moment, "I understand... from now on, no one can stop the boat at Wuwan Port without my approval."

The middle-aged man nodded, "That's right... hey? Director, what are you talking about, this... this is not a joke!"

Jiang Mi picked up the pen and continued to write the document, looking very indifferent.

"You should have something to do, go out."

The middle-aged man frowned, and wanted to say something, but He Huai pushed the door in from the outside and came into the office, and said with a smile: "The director told you to go out, can't you hear me?"

The middle-aged man's chest was heaving and unsteady, and he went out after a long while with a look of anger and sorrow.

He Huai walked to Jiang Mi's desk and put a stack of documents in front of Jiang Mi.

"Brother Jiang, here are all the powerful local snakes in Winter City, and I dug them all up."

As he said that, He Huai took out a piece of paper, spread it out under Jiang Mi's eyes, and then pointed his fingers.

"Brother Jiang, this is the most difficult character in Winter City. His name is Cheng Zhan, but he didn't get a picture of him. Obviously, everyone else has got a picture of him."

Jiang Mi looked down at the paper in front of him, it was filled with the man's deeds, and it seemed that he was doing all kinds of evil.

He quietly pushed the paper back.

"No photos."

He knows people.

-

Since the last time Ma Shu asked his subordinates to invite the new director to dinner, he has not paid attention to it.

He thought he was a smart person who would be obedient and stop making trouble.

Unexpectedly, the subordinates came back listlessly.

"Brother Ma, well, that newcomer seems to be a tough one. We sent someone to invite him, but he was sent away without even meeting him."

Ma Shu frowned in disbelief, his face darkened a lot, and he couldn't help getting angry.

"What kind of tough bones, I think he just needs to clean up. He really puts on the airs of an official, and he is shameless."

But after all, without Cheng Zhan's permission, it is impossible for them to really do something to the new director. It seems that now they have to speak to their husband no matter what.

Ma Shu waved his men back, feeling anxious for a moment.

I'm afraid that if my husband goes crazy like before, it's not easy to deal with the death of a director.

But even if he is terribly worried now, he still has to ask his husband to make a decision.

He came to the door hesitantly, and knocked tentatively, "Sir, I have something important to report to you...it's about Wuwan Port..."

If Ma Shu didn't say the words "Wuwan Port", he would definitely say "Get lost" again.

But when he said the words "Wuwan Port", what he was waiting for was "Come in".

Ma Shu came to the room, stood respectfully in the dark, told everything, and then waited for Cheng Zhan's instructions.

The room was silent for a long time.

Cheng Zhan finally spoke, his voice was extremely cold.

"killed."

Ma Shu couldn't help shaking, and forced himself to stand up straight again, as if his husband hadn't been so angry for a long time.

Except when someone persuaded my husband not to continue hunting people a few years ago.

Ma Shu responded, turned around and was about to leave.

Then came another sentence from behind.

"I'll go myself."

Ma Shu originally thought that the new director was shameless, but now he couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

If my husband goes there in person, I'm afraid the new head of the department will not be able to survive or die.