[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

In the meeting room in the early morning, there were some noisy sounds, and the human voice covered the cleanliness that should have been in the morning.

About 5 minutes have passed since the announced meeting time.

Their leader didn't show up, and the officers were somewhat agitated.

Dick rested his head on one hand, and absently stirred the cold coffee with his fingers on the silver spoon.

His colleagues chattered and made noises around him, and kept repeating the bar affair last night, as if it was worth repeating.

Dick stared blankly at the wobbly coffee, occasionally echoing a line of co-worker to let his egotistical colleague know he was listening.

Dick had to admit it.

His colleague is a boring man who doesn't love his career as a people's policeman at all. He keeps complaining every day, complaining about the weather, the leadership, and various things.

While his colleague was having an affair at night, Ye Yi was running all over the city to fight criminals, that was the difference.

Of course, Dick didn't mean to blame his colleague. Dick just felt that he seemed to be talking too much. Fortunately, that terrible colleague was not his partner.

Dick thought, grabbed two more sugar cubes and threw them into the coffee cup.

His colleagues were still chattering loudly, from his affair to the purpose of the meeting, new colleagues.

Dick, he repeated, in a very low voice, it was really nice. "A new colleague?"

Oh, and his life-tortured colleague is finally talking about something serious.

It is very natural for colleagues to bring the topic to new colleagues. "Yeah, the newcomer is quite talented, and the chief greeted him personally, otherwise he wouldn't have given us an opening meeting to welcome this new colleague."

Few police officers would take the initiative to transfer to the Criminal Investigation Department, no matter how high-ranking the Criminal Investigation Department sounds.

Like their criminal investigation department, which only handles criminal cases, not to mention the tiredness of all kinds of running cases, and the family members of the deceased wantonly spread rumors that the criminal investigation department is a softie who has received money and a scum among the police because of their dissatisfaction with the investigation results of the criminal investigation department.

In addition to suffering psychologically, occasionally there is no criminal case idle, and the leader will assign them to help other policemen.

In short, criminal police is a thankless profession.

The Bruhaven Police Department is equipped with a special criminal investigation department to deal with various criminal cases in Bruhaven. The criminal investigation department is equipped with specialized forensic doctors, intelligence agents, undercover agents and a whole criminal police team.

"What's his background?" Dick raised his lips and took a sip of his coffee. The cold coffee was filled with the sweetness of sugar cubes.

Dick's face froze, and he silently put down the coffee cup.

Colleague: "Did you not read the announcement last night?"

Dick smiled awkwardly. When the police station issued the announcement last night, Ye Yi was busy fighting criminals. He just glanced at the meeting time. He didn't remember what the purpose of the meeting was.

The colleague snorted knowingly, and he reached out and patted Dick on the shoulder, with a look of "our brothers", and did not express dissatisfaction with Dick's attitude of not caring about work.

"I heard it was called by the FBI."

"What are the fbi's doing here?"

Dick asked with interest, and they didn't have any recent cases worthy of the FBI's transfer.

The only thing Dick could think of was that someone inside Titan was being picked up by the FBI, and oh, if that was the case, he guessed it would be Roy.

The colleague shrugged. "Who knows."

The leader entered the meeting room, and there was a sudden silence in the meeting room.

All the police officers straightened their backs, silently expressing respect to their senior chief.

"Today, our Bruhaven Police Department has ushered in a very good police officer." The chief stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, and he announced the matter with a serious face.

"He will join the Criminal Investigation Division and fight side by side with us in the future. The Criminal Investigation Division has always been a representative of the police department and has won many awards over the years. The addition of this new member will be even more powerful for the Criminal Investigation Division. I hope everyone treats him well." This new colleague is like treating a companion who has fought side by side several times, and there must be no barriers."

The old chief is a very good person who cares about face. He hates anything in the police station that is not good for the police station's face, so it is absolutely impossible to isolate colleagues, at least not in front of the chief.

"Understood!" The police officers replied in unison.

Director: "This new police officer will join the Criminal Investigation Division as a criminal profiler. You need to assist him in criminal investigation with all your strength, and give his orders the highest priority."

As soon as the director's words came out, some people immediately expressed dissatisfaction. They naturally understood the meaning of the director's words, and assisting Xinlai in his actions, didn't they mean supporting Xinlai as the captain of the criminal investigation department?

The Criminal Investigation Section is directly under the director, and only the director can give orders to them.

But now, the director's intentions made it clear that the new guy could command them at will.

Why?Just because that guy is from the FBI?Just ride on top of them?

The director scolded in a cold voice: "Quiet!"

The director's words temporarily suppressed the gang of criminal police officers, but how could they, who were so proud, swallow this breath.

There were regular knocks on the door of the conference room, twice, not lightly but not loudly.

The conference room, which was still a little restless, suddenly became strangely quiet, which was not a good quiet.

The serious expression on the director's face quickly eased, he coughed twice, and his tone became a little gentler.

"Please come in."

The door was unscrewed from the outside, and the tall young man in a black suit turned his back to them.

He was holding the rope in his hand, and under his feet was a Doberman pinscher almost half the height of a person. The cold eyes of the doberman swept across the people in the conference room.

Sensing the low air pressure in the conference room, the Doberman pinscher lowered his back and grinned to reveal the white fangs inside.

He yelled lowly at the police officers in the conference room.

Immediately afterwards, the young man with his back to them patted the Doberman Pinscher on the head with his hands, and his cool and pleasant voice reached the policeman's ears.

"Sit down." The Doberman pinscher whimpered softly after getting the master's order, and sat down obediently on the ground.

The young man hung the dog leash on the doorknob, turned and walked into the meeting room.

He was holding a silver, delicately carved cane. The end of the cane was specially treated so that it would not be worn out and at the same time it would make a clear sound.

The cane tapped the ground forward, and the young man's steps were very steady.

The cane hitting the ground also made a steady rhythmic sound.

The young man was wearing a black suit, and the fabric of the suit was so expensive that anyone with a discerning eye could tell.

Dick immediately recognized that this was a very high-end and expensive custom-made brand, and he used to wear this brand of suits to various dinner parties——

Before he leaves Gotham and is cut off from all pocket money by Bruce.

The young man has soft black hair, slightly curled, just reaching his neck.

His skin is fair, smooth and delicate, as if soaked in milk. His slightly long hair covers the plump forehead of a young man, and his velvety eyebrows are slanted down lazily.

His eyes were covered by a pair of large black sunglasses, leaving a small half of his face with a straight nose. He had full lips with slightly raised corners.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood or because of myself, but the lips are beautifully red, slightly dewy.

Half of the slender and fair neck was exposed, and the rest was covered by the white collar.

It looks gorgeous.

Dick had just glanced casually, but now he couldn't take his eyes off the new profiler's face.

The new profiler looks a little too pretty?Dick heard several colleagues around him gasp.

Yes, pretty.

Dick didn't hesitate to use such words to describe the new profiler. It's not that the young man is not heroic, but Dick prefers to call him beautiful.

Maybe it's because those eyes haven't been exposed yet.

Dick thought casually.

What kind of eyes would those be?

Snowy white-gray?Sky blue?Or lake-like green?

Dick wished it was green because he liked green.

No matter what kind of eyes it is, it will not make this face look inferior, it just adds the final highlight, so that this ingenious work of art created by God can be completely presented in the eyes of everyone.

"Wearing sunglasses indoors? You look arrogant, trying to show us off."

Dick heard his colleague mutter, with resentment towards the youth.

Dick frowned.

The police dog following him, the cane hitting the ground, and the sunglasses covering the eyes are not what my colleagues said.

I'm afraid there is some deeper reason.

Ryan tapped his cane and groped to the front of the conference room. He stretched out his slender fingers to hook the sunglasses on his eyes, took them off his eyes and threw them on the conference table at random.

Those eyes were exposed, and as Dick thought, they didn't detract from the face.

Those long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a slight hint of redness and laziness at the end of the eyes, and the slender dark feathers wrapped the blue eyes——

Those eyes that should have been sapphire blue were gray, empty, like a pool of stagnant water, swallowing all the light around them, reflecting the gray world, without any active thinking and spirit.

Dick realized at once that those eyes couldn't see the world.

God created this perfect work, but cruelly did not add eyes that could sublimate to it, leaving it incomplete.

Dick felt a little regretful, that's all.

Ryan said in a cold and casual voice: "Lian Brea, as you can see, is blind."

Of course, not quite.

Ryan added in his heart.

Although the eyes of this body are invisible, Ryan has the second vision provided by the system.

The second vision can't see the complete world like ordinary people, and can only see a rough white stroke within a certain range, but it is enough for Ryan.

Ryan blatantly glanced at his mission target, the third man on his left, Dick Grayson.

His mission is to gather enough energy from Dick Grayson, or in other words, fall in love with Dick Grayson and whatever.

Ryan supported the conference table with both hands, looked around, he raised his lips, revealing a perfunctory smile with little sincerity in it.