At 9:25 in the morning, the office of the Special Service Group was solemn and silent, except for the occasional sound of the printer. Xing
Yu Zhesen poked his head outside the glass door for a long time and then carefully opened the door and entered.
He connected to the internal wifi under the Security Bureau building to complete the clocking in. Although he was still very late, this way he would not make the embarrassing "clocking in successfully" sound when entering the door.
Yu Zhesen quickly returned to his work station in as natural a manner as possible, as if he just left the office in the middle of work to go to the toilet and came back.
After being away from work for many days, he was surprised to find that his workstation was still very clean and tidy, and he could hardly feel any dust when he touched it with his fingers.
A folder and several A4 papers with forms printed on them were placed neatly on the table. Yu Zhesen picked up one and looked at it. The title on it was "Statistics of shooting incidents at the Security Bureau headquarters in the year 69 of the Iron Dome Era.
Table".
The table provides detailed statistics on the number of shootings that occurred in each revitalized city last year. The data is plotted by month. It is clear at a glance which cities have higher crime rates and more casualties.
In terms of various adverse indicators related to shootings, St. Newman ranks among the best among the twelve renaissance cities.虙
"Yeah, Brother Sen, you're back to work." He Bizhi moved a chair in from the door and saw Yu Zhesen standing at the work station at a glance.
"Shh." Yu Zhesen raised his index finger to his lips, indicating that he should be more low-key.
He Bizhi moved a chair to his side, put it down at the other end of the work station, and said with a smile: "Boss Yuan thought you weren't coming. I told Xiao Xun that you would definitely come. No, I'll give it to you."
The chairs have been brought in."
Yu Zhesen was a little confused by his words. He glanced at the original chair at his workstation: "What's wrong? Is this chair broken?"
He Bizhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "No, no, I forgot that you don't know about this yet. Our special team has a new member. Now Xiaoxun and I are no longer the last ones. Yuan Boss said you are this
The workstations are relatively empty, so let people squeeze in your side first, and wait for the logistics management office to approve the purchase application for new tables and chairs before adding new furniture."
Yu Zhesen leaned forward aggressively with his hands on his hips: "Do you think this is a guest house? Ask Yuan to come over and explain to me what's going on."
"Brother Wason, if you are so tough, you should say it yourself. He is indeed a man who has been tortured and trained by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I am not as brave as you..." 虙
"Who told you that I was tortured by the Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Yu Zhesen looked ashamed.
"Everyone guessed. Behind the scenes, they said that the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs are very clever and can eat people without spitting out their bones. Everyone thought you would never come back."
"Nervous, if you keep talking nonsense, be careful that the Ministry of Internal Affairs really invites you to tea."
He Bizhi shrank back and looked really scared. He quickly changed the topic, lowered his voice and approached Yu Zhesen and said mysteriously: "Brother Sen, Xiaoxun and I have already done some research for you. The new guy is very old." A young girl, pure and quiet, with a score of 8 or above."
"Oh? Real or fake?" Yu Zhesen didn't quite believe it. After all, people have different aesthetics. For example, Shen Yunqiu likes Sister Yu, and Sun Minghang likes two-dimensional paper figures. After listening to He Bizhi's description, he couldn't help but doubt that this little brother is I don’t prefer to look childish...
Damn it, this little guy doesn’t have a tendency to smelt copper, does he? If he does this wrongly, he will end up in a shelter.
Yu Zhesen was startled by his own thoughts, and his eyes when looking at He Bizhi became strange.
"What are we talking about? You two."
A tall figure suddenly leaned over from the side and blocked the light.
He Bizhi fell silent for a moment, nodded stiffly and saluted: "Boss Yuan, let me explain to Brother Sen the situation of the newcomers here."
"The chairs have been brought, right? OK, you can go and do your work." Yuan Yinchuan waved his hand.
He Bizhi also nodded to Yu Zhesen and quickly slipped away.
Yu Zhesen turned sideways and stared at Yuan Yinchuan with big eyes.
"If you don't report to me when you leave, and if you don't report to me when you come back, what do you want to do?" Yuan Yinchuan sat down on the chair that He Bizhi had newly moved, crossed his legs, and clasped his hands on his chest and asked.
Yu Zhesen thought to himself, big brother, what are you trying to do here? Wasn’t it good when we drank together last night? Everyone knows that I came back to work today. Isn’t it just a little late? That’s because I have to go to a hospital. Send warmth to the poor little boy and make sure he has enough breakfast. If the power limiter on the little ancestor's neck fails, his emotional stability will prevent him from destroying the world.
After eating the breakfast made by Yu Qingxue this morning, he didn't forget to take a detour to see Xiao Yan on his way to work. Although "destroying the world" might be a bit exaggerated, Xiao Yan's twelve kinds of powers with both positive and negative sides are very important to him. It is indeed quite dangerous for a child who is not yet mentally mature.
"Boss Yuan, I just arrived at the office and haven't had time to report to you yet, okay?" Yu Zhesen spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face, "Otherwise, you can fire me, and I can just pack up and go back to the field department to go back to Director Li. ."
Yuan Yinchuan's expression changed slightly, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and whispered: "Director Li Zaizhong has left. The police office where you were originally is now in charge of Deputy Section Chief Zhang Huijuan."
Yu Zhesen asked blankly: "Li...Teacher Li, he left? When did it happen..."
"I just found out that during the few days we were on the ship, his supernatural condition worsened." Yuan Yinchuan sighed softly, "He is completely unable to participate in work. It is said that he is going to Xingzhou City for treatment.
However... the possibility of cure is very small."
Yu Zhesen was a little sad. Li Zaizhong was his first direct leader after being recruited back to the Security Bureau by Claire, and he was also a very good senior.虙
He once entertained the idea of spending his whole life working in the police office, waiting to die, but Li Zaizhong encouraged him to work hard and use his talents in positions that really needed him.
"I haven't had the opportunity to go on a business trip to Xingzhou City recently, otherwise I can send you there to visit your old leader." Yuan Yinchuan shook his head, "We'll talk about it later. Now I have a task to give you.
."
"Mission?" Yu Zhesen subconsciously looked at the writing board on the wall of the office, trying to see if there was any news about any major cases.
"Help me guide the newcomer." Yuan Yinchuan leaned back in his chair and said, "Take her to get familiar with the work of the special service team."
"Me?" Yu Zhesen felt unbelievable, "I'm still a new member of the special team, right? I've only been here not long, boss."
"Don't be a coward, you have done a lot of work for the field department before, and many veteran operatives may not have as much practical experience as you." Yuan Yinchuan couldn't help laughing, "Besides, the newcomers are not pure newcomers, they are different people.
I transferred from the department, so you can rest assured that it won’t be difficult to take charge of you.”
"Then what should I take her to do? There has to be something to do, right? Otherwise, riding a motorcycle to patrol every day? This feels good." 虙
"Stop dreaming, that's the job of the field department." Yuan Yinchuan rejected the proposal, sat up straight and tapped on the table: "Have you seen the documents on your table?"
"Shooting?"
"Didn't you watch the news? A mass shooting broke out in St. Newman last night, and two gangs came together to fight."
"Is that none of our business in Qidao City? Shooting in their place is like setting off firecrackers during the New Year."
Yuan Yinchuan took out his mobile phone, found relevant news, and showed a photo in front of Yu Zhesen: "Look."
The photo shows a "God of Death" about three meters tall, floating in mid-air, holding a giant bloody sickle in his hand.
"What is this?" At first glance, Yu Zhesen thought the photo was a combination of computer special effects, but he quickly noticed the corpses of the gunmen below who were almost neatly cut off at the waist, and suddenly felt a chill.
"Some kind of summoning, the ability to drive supernatural servants." Yuan Yinchuan said, "The violence that happened last night was not a simple gang fight. There were a lot of traces of superpowers fighting at the scene."
"Has the St. Newman City Security Bureau requested support from us?"
"Not yet. Director Jin, Commander Hathaway and Chief Zhong asked us to take this as a warning to prevent similar incidents from happening in Qidao City." Yuan Yinchuan smiled bitterly, "The orders from the superior leaders are God's, and our special service team takes them
The task for the next period of time is to focus on rectifying illegal guns and preventing shootings in Qidao City. First of all, we need to use the survey statistics in the books as a basis. The new person was borrowed from the administration, someone from the administrative system.
They are all good at producing materials."
"Oh oh oh..."
"When the time comes, you can take her to investigate. It will be more efficient to start in the old city." Yuan Yinchuan arranged, "Of course, the security in that place is also relatively poor, and investigating illegal gun possession is a risky job.
I am a little girl from the civil service department, so I feel more at ease with you following me."
"To put it bluntly, I'm a bodyguard. If you hadn't said so earlier, it would have been over. I understand." Yu Zhesen nodded in agreement, then looked around: "Then the new guy hasn't come? Is he still in the administrative office and hasn't moved here?"
Yuan Yinchuan's eyes were a little complicated: "No, she was late for work just like you."
