North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

"Congratulations, you are not a baby now."

Lawrence put his arm around Phoebe's waist, and while presenting the gift, he raised his eyebrows at the receptionist Dean: "Dean, you are finally living independently, this is a sign of your maturity."

Dean rolled his eyes, and countered Lawrence's teasing: "Yes, this feeling is really good, but you look a little listless, Lawrence, your feet are even weak."

A few days after he came back, Lawrence's complexion turned pale visibly.

Corresponding.

Phoebe's complexion was rosy, and she looked as moist as a blooming rose.

Lawrence was defeated and fled with his face covered.

Dean grinned and teased Phoebe: "Phoebe, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed land. You should let him rest and take the path of sustainable development."

"nerve!"

Phoebe leaves the housewarming gift she brought and enters the house.

inside the house.

Old Hunter, Robert, Daisy, and Harry had already arrived with their families or partners.

This time, Dean not only changed his new home and celebrated his housewarming, but also set the tone for the grouping of the Fourth Squadron by the way.

Dean originally wanted to call the Munn family over.

But Meng En had just been transferred to the Internal Affairs Investigation Section, and had a lot of entertainment, so he couldn't spare time to come over, so after delivering the gift, he hurried to catch up.

Munn is not there.

The latest appointment of Hunter Sr. has not yet come down.

He also recognized the status quo clearly, and seemed very salty.

So now the Fourth Squadron, in a real sense, has come to the era when Dean has the final say.

Drink and eat.

Dean brought Lawrence and Old Hunter to the study on the second floor.

Three old smokers lit their cigarettes and started today's topic.

"Deputy Hunter, what do you think about this grouping?"

Dean is not a fool without emotional intelligence, and he gave old Hunter enough face.

Old Hunter shook the soot indifferently, with some emotion on his face:

"Dean, four months ago, I received you personally and welcomed you to the Fourth Squadron.

Only four months.

You have become the lead detective and have walked the road that took me ten years to achieve. I don't think there is anything that can guide you on this. "

He didn't really show his seniority in front of Dean just because he was about to take over the position of captain.

As an old bastard.

Old Hunter understood a truth.

People have to learn to recognize themselves.

Dean is Munn's chosen successor, and he is at the right age, at an age of high spirits, with a promising future and an undecided upper limit.

Others ask you to give pointers, just respect.

But if you really point and point, you just don’t know good from bad.

He has to know.

Dean is actually not as complicated as old Hunter thought.

But he was still very comfortable with Old Hunter's attitude of letting go and not participating.

hello my hello.

This is the principle of his life.

Since the old Hunter made such a statement, if there is a chance, it may not be impossible for the old Hunter to continue to move forward before retirement, and get more retirement allowances in the future.

"Deputy team, you are too humble. The fourth squadron needs you experienced bosses to sit in charge, so that even if we encounter difficult cases, we will have more confidence in our hearts."

Old Hunter waved his hand: "Dean, you're exaggerating, hurry up and tell me what you think, I also want to drink more of the deer whip wine you prepared, it's very strong after drinking it."

Lawrence's eyes lit up when he heard this: "The deer whip wine is really good. Although the taste is a bit strange, it will warm your stomach after drinking it. Dean, where can I buy this stuff? I need it."

It's a poor man watching these two people reach middle age and can't help themselves.

Dean shrugged: "Okay, I'll give you business cards. In fact, it's a Chinese Chinese medicine store. It's very good at regulating the body. After the party, you can go and have a look."

See the reaction of these two people.

He felt like he had done it many times.

Because basically, no two people in front of him would object to what he said.

For grouping, Dean had already planned.

He has always been very smooth in solving cases. The only thing that restricts him is two things.

First, the number of cases.

Second, auxiliary support.

The first point goes without saying.

There are many cases.

The upgrade will be faster.

The second point is that Dean grew up too fast.

When he first came into contact with the case, Dean had to follow Lawrence to solve the case, and he had to follow the meeting suggestions of the rest of the Fourth Squadron to solve the case while studying.

This period of solving the case is actually not short, enough for people around him to provide him with information assistance.

Now Dean has undergone a complete transformation in every aspect.

This led to a very embarrassing thing: Dean's derivation of the case has determined the direction of solving the case, but the forensics department and Daisy still need time to investigate and verify the clues provided by Dean .

Otherwise, you cannot proceed to the next step.

Group this time.

Dean's requirements for members are more inclined to information collection and running errands.

Organize the language in your head.

Dean expressed his thoughts:

"Lawrence, I think so.

Me, Harry, and Daisy, in a group of three, a newcomer may be added later, and the rest will all be on your side.

At that time, our group will work in the sub-bureau, trying to win all the cases that should belong to our fourth squadron.

You and Phoebe will take the newcomers to handle those cases that we have no time to handle. "

Lawrence nodded: "I have no objection to this, but if Daisy leaves, we will lack an operator and someone to help write the case report. What about the requirements of the newcomers?"

"Lawrence, did you forget that our Fourth Squadron still has a clerk?" Old Hunter inserted the topic beside him.

Lawrence was puzzled at first, and then suddenly said: "FK, you mean Wayne? Has he finally completed the training?"

Wayne is the second clerk who is only famous but has never seen anyone after Dean came.

Daisy complained about this before.

Because after Wayne went to training, she had to deal with many things by herself. If it wasn't for the fact that the fourth squadron had nothing to do before, she would have given up a long time ago.

The matter of the clerk has been resolved.

And newcomers.

Dean stubbed out his cigarette and said sternly, "For newcomers, I have booked for Robert's younger brother. For the remaining three places, you can arrange for yourself. I suggest you choose from those patrol officers with good reputations."

"Okay." Lawrence said with a bitter face, "I know some people, but I just don't know if they are willing to follow me."

This guy still has some doubts about his reputation in the Los Angeles Police Department.

Dean patted Lawrence on the shoulder and comforted him: "This is a good thing. At least those who know you are leading the team and dare to apply to join must be very confident in themselves and will not be trash."

"maybe"

two days later.

on Monday.

Dean brought Harry and Daisy to the branch office.

The old acquaintance Hawke received three people.

"Wow, Dean, Harry, and this beauty, welcome to the Central Bureau, we have prepared office space for you." Hawke looked a little forced to smile, as if he had encountered something bad.

All three of them could see this.

Harry stepped forward and put his arm around Hawk's shoulder: "Man, what's the matter, did your wife put a Christmas hat on you?"

"asshole!"

Hawke gave Harry a middle finger, and said in a low voice: "Our deputy director was taken away by the Internal Affairs Investigation Section for investigation. The director now goes to the Police Z Committee every day to find out the situation, but he never returns."

Hearing this, Harry looked shocked: "FK, why don't I know these things!"

"Because you got off work every day, you hurried home to take your daughter." Daisy yawned: "You have to say about your lovely daughter at least ten times a day, and you don't even socialize anymore. How do you know this?"

"So you know?"

Dean looked at Daisy with a dark face.

Although he speculated that the matter of the Central Branch might be related to what Saul Aston had said to him before, he had not received any relevant news before today.

This little girl, knowing this, didn't tell herself!

Daisy snorted coldly: "So what, Dean, you are a liar, the hot pot you promised me last time was not fulfilled, why should I tell you this!"

Dean: "."

Ma Dan, forgot!

These girls are so small minded.

On the side of the Central Sub-bureau, there are about 2,000 members of the Operations Department, not counting civilian positions.

Although not all of them work here, the area they occupy is not small, and there is a dedicated parking lot to ensure that each patrolman has one or two police cars that can be used at any time.

Z House in Los Angeles is not short of money.

So Dean's new office environment is not shabby either. It is right next door to Hawke and the others, occupying a large office and owning an independent inspector's office.

Under the leadership of Hawke.

They visited the police station first.

Dean's branch office in the center has a good reputation.

along the way.

From time to time, a good-looking policewoman came up to greet him.

Of course, Harry's 'ex-girlfriend' was also indispensable. He came over to greet him, making Harry shrank, and regretted following Dean in his heart.

Because those 'ex-girlfriends' were not young, they were at the age of wolves and tigers, and they looked at him with eyes full of 'love'.

Harry is very worried that he will come here to work, and he won't be able to resist for a long time.

After understanding the details here.

The three of Dean finally came to his office.

Dean needless to say.

He is an independent office, and its area is larger than Munn's office.

Next to it is a small compartment.

There is Daisy's desk, which is integrated with Dean's office.

Her face darkened, and she looked at Hawke: "Man, why is my office not outside, but a cubicle, which makes me look like Dean's secretary!"

Hawk is a little innocent: "Sorry, I don't know."

It would be more sincere if he didn't wink at Dean deliberately when he spoke.

Dean secretly gave Hawk a thumbs up, coughed, and said sternly: "Daisy, don't think too much, we are here to solve more crimes and serve the public, not to enjoy the benefits, at worst I will let you Captain Hunter, I will approve a TV for you alone."

Daisy imagined herself lying in the cubicle, eating and watching TV at the same time, and then snorted arrogantly, and no longer had any objections.

Finished here.

Harry looked at Dean bitterly again: "What about me, with such a large office area, I won't be the only one in the future, right?"

Dean, the bastard, took Daisy to play in it.

Playing minesweeper alone outside.

What do you think, how strange!

Dean shrugged:

"Dude, don't think too much about it, Robert's brother, has already submitted the application.

In two weeks at most, he will come to accompany you, and when there are no cases, you can move freely in the branch office. I think your daughter needs a mother. This is a good opportunity. "

Hawke on the side took off his hat, touched his shiny bald head, and grinned at Harry: "Dean is right, your former friends are very happy to hear that you are here to work, they I even set up a chat group and arranged a shift for you."

Harry's already dark face turned even darker.

Before he was recruited by Meng En, he was a patrolman here, and he had a deep communication with many lonely clerks here, and he was out of touch.

Originally the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes.

Harry wasn't afraid of that.

But his kidney couldn't handle it.

Fortunately, he went to work at the police detective station later, and at most he betrayed himself when he needed information.

As a result, people are now back at the sub-bureau.

Harry seems to have seen his own miserable future.

He sighed: "Dean, fine, but if you want me to stay here alive, I need you to give me a grant."

"What are you doing?"

"Buy deer whip wine!"

Daisy didn't understand: "Harry, you're exaggerating. We're in the branch office now. You can just cut off those messy relationships."

Hawke sympathized:

"Girl, it's not that simple.

Harry's friends are all well-known shrews in the branch office.

They are all single, and they can't get a date at ordinary times, so it is impossible to let Harry, the little fresh meat delivered to their door, go.

The point is that those women are familiar with the law and have been with Harry, so they know how to molest Harry without breaking the law. Unless Harry is married, a strong young man like him cannot escape. "

talking.

He showed a wretched smile: "I'll tell you a secret. When Harry first entered the branch office, he was fooled into helping by the group of middle-aged clerks who wanted to hide it. He was bullied in the end. He is a rare person among the blacks." handsome guy."

"this"

Daisy looked at Harry who didn't refute, and said sympathetically, "Well, I've heard of some excessive things in the branch, but I didn't expect you to be the victim."

The American military, the police force.

A certain culture, in fact, is almost the same.

The police department is fine.

A branch office with a lot of people is hard to describe.

Seeing his unspeakable secret, this bastard Hawke said it like this.

Harry raised his head, looked at the white ceiling, and said with a firm mouth, "You guys think too much, I slept with them, and now I am not the same as I used to be, I will protect myself!"

Dean: "."

What is it all about!

The previous case of the Fourth Squadron was actually transferred to the police station by the police center. After the branch confirmed the situation, it would transfer the eligible cases to the police detective bureau.

Because of manpower.

Many homicides and robberies in the central branch were actually transferred to the surrounding jurisdictions.

Not anymore.

At least until Dean and the others are unable to support them, it will not be the same as before.

Moved to branch office.

On the first day, they got busy.

After setting up office items.

Dean was lying in his comfortable office chair, reading a book.

The phone in Daisy's compartment rang immediately.

Put down the phone.

She poked her head out from the compartment: "Dean, someone reported that their son was shot dead. The police went to check the scene and found the other party's burned car."

"knew!"

Dean stood up and stretched.

Finally came to life!