"It depends on the psychological assessment. If you have no problems with your assessment and no discomfort, you can come back soon," said Bright Mahoney. "In addition, the first shot is the most tedious, and you have to write a detailed report."

"Okay, the director gave me a vacation, so I'll go back first." Joey changed out of his police uniform, but his gun was confiscated and he couldn't get it back before the case ended.

Joey didn't want to apply for another one, so he drove away from the police station and went back to the apartment he rented. However, when he opened the door, it was brightly lit inside, and someone was there?

"Father?" Joey looked at his father sitting in the living room in surprise, and Alfred, "Why are you here so late?"

"How could I sit at home if something big happened?" Roll Franklin looked serious, but he was looking at his son, and then he felt relieved when he saw that Joey was unscathed.

"This is not a big deal, it's just a shot." Joey smiled helplessly, but full of emotion.

"Firing is not a trivial matter. I already know what happened. Fortunately, you are inside the police station. You have no experience at all. Are you scared?" Roll Franklin's news was so fast. Joey was not surprised by this. The gang can bribe police officers, and his father can do it, and he does not violate any laws. The father just cares about his son.

"How could it be? I was really nervous when shooting, and then I calmed down without any problems. Even if I had a psychological test now, I had no problems. I knew very well the purpose of my shooting and protect myself and the victims."

"That's good, I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly." Roll Franklin observed his son's expression and felt that there was nothing wrong.

"Of course there is no problem, but since you are here, I'll live with you today. I'll come back after Christmas. Anyway, I can't go to work now."

"It's great, let's go, we can have some bedtime drinks when we go back." Roll Franklin said happily.

Joey went to the cloakroom and was very satisfied when he saw the wardrobe tidying up here. It was his servant who had used it to organize several sets of clothes, put them directly in the duffel bag, and then left the apartment.

Sitting with Rolls-Royce of Rolls-Royce, he returned to his home in New York. Wilson Fisk was unable to go home yet and was discussing subsequent issues with James Wesley.

"James, it seems that luck will not always favor us." Wilson Fisk recalled Mrs. Gao's reminder and said sighing.

"It's me that's not good at doing things." James Wesley wanted to take responsibility.

"No, my friend, this is not your problem, and no one can estimate how things will go. Also, has the police investigated? Did someone deliberately go against us?" asked Wilson Fisk.

"Joey Franklin, I reported yesterday that today is the first day to go to work, so there should be no problem. The specific information will take time."

"Joey Franklin?" When Wilson Fisk heard the name, he suddenly thought of something, "Don't investigate him."

"Why?" asked James Wesley.

"He may be the son of Mr. Roll Franklin, and it will be very troublesome to investigate him and easily arouse the anger of Mr. Roll Franklin."

"The Chairman of Franklin Group, who did you ever want to work with?"

"Yes, Mr. Franklin is very capable. I admire his ability and courage to develop a small construction company to the current group size. Even if such a person cannot cooperate, it is best not to be an enemy..." Wilson Fisk adjusted his sitting position and continued: "And he attaches great importance to his son, after all, that is for his only son."

"That's right. If it was really his son, it would be impossible to be bribed, it was just a coincidence." James Wesley nodded. It was impossible to be bribed in this way of identity and background.

"Mr. Franklin attaches great importance to family, which makes me envious. I... want to have a home too." Wilson Fisk looked out the car window.

James Wesley was silent. He didn't know what to say. There was not even a woman around Wilson Fisk, so he was not so easy to fall in love with a woman.

...

On the news the next day, the shooting incident in the 15th branch was reported significantly, but the above reports were basically what the branch director wanted to see, and there were still many complaints.

For example, if the police force is insufficient, there is only one guard in the detention room. This disadvantage is temporarily unable to change, especially around Christmas, police officers in the police station work more than twelve hours a day.

The equipment is old and the surveillance of the detention room is the responsibility of the guard. This is also a disadvantage, but we have no money.

There is no specific news yet. The guard was still being treated after being shot and could not be interrogated at all. However, Joey Franklin, who made contributions to work on the first day, also appeared in the newspaper.

"It seems that you, the director of the branch, are very experienced and have enough experience in handling it." Roll Franklin sat at the dining table and ate breakfast, with a newspaper in his hand, while Joey sat opposite him, holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Well, as the director of the 15th Division, he must be very experienced in Hell's Kitchen, but why did he push me out?" Joey asked his father.

"Since you know it's Hell's Kitchen, it's conceivable how bad the 15th Branch's performance is. When you push it out at this time, it can not only prove that the police officers in the Branch are not all black police officers, but also please the Director of the General Administration."

"Oh, it's almost the same as I thought, but it's a problem with the background." Joey nodded. The branch director was an old fox.

"Do you go to the group with me today?" asked Roll Franklin.

"I haven't gone. I've been in the police academy for a few months. I have to relax. Also, have you also given yourself a holiday? Once the plan is successful, there are so many things to develop Hell's Kitchen. It's time for you to let Alfred take over the specific affairs of the group."

“Is the CEO’s position?”

"Of course, as the chairman and you are not young, you should enjoy your life."

"Well, it's really good. It seems that you are going to do this right in the future?"

"Yes, just grasp the general direction. Leave the specific matters to specialized talents. Are you right? Alfred?"

"This..." Alfred still stood behind Roll Franklin, and he didn't know how to answer the question of his position as executive president.
Chapter completed!