"Head, that shipment has all been delivered to the designated place." Crossbell, in the dark and dilapidated backstreets on the surface, also has an extremely luxurious interior - one of the strongholds of the "Rubacher" Chamber of Commerce.

On the surface, it is a legal business association, but in fact it is a mafia that has done a lot of evil - relying on its backers behind the scenes, Speaker Harutman's huge power in Cross Bell can be said to have hurried up the bad things - money laundering, drug trafficking, arms trading, murder and mishaps, almost all serious illegal acts that can be named, "Rubacher" has a hand in it. The investigators at the Crossbell Police Station hated this, but how could the entrenched "Rubacher" be so easy to bring down? Not to mention the pressure and interference from higher-level stakeholders and officials, the thugs composed of dozens of people under "Rubacher" alone were enough to make ordinary investigators retreat. What's more, since the previous year, "Rubacher" has recruited the captain of the chasseur who used to serve in "Zephyr", "Killing Bear" Garcia, which has made the deterrent even more famous on the entire border of the autonomous prefecture, and at the same time has planted a greater shadow on their reputation here.

Of course, President Malconi, the leader of "Rubacher", would not care about gossip that is not worth mentioning in his eyes. The money and benefits he will get, and how he will continue to please his master, is what he should be worried about.

"Well done." The batch of arms that has just completed the transaction can almost be said to have laid a good foundation for this month, so Marconi, who has always been hot-tempered, couldn't help but praise his subordinates, "This deal can make us at least 30 million meters...... Oh, yes. As if suddenly remembering something, Marconi slapped his bare head, "Speaking of which, I seem to have heard that you caught a ...... when you intercepted this batch of munitions Well...... Quite attractive, a female investigator from another autonomous prefecture? ”

"Yes...... Head. The mafia member gave a smug look, "We know your preferences, so we ...... them on purpose."

"Well done." Marconi was even happier now, and to others, he seemed even happier than when he had just calculated the monetary benefits of the arms deal, "Without further ado, you ......"

"That, Boss." The vice president, who had been standing silent just now, and Garcia, who was also in charge of combat and security, couldn't help but say, "Although I didn't mean to spoil your interest, but ...... You also know that human trafficking and exploitation are ...... The bottom line of the guerrilla association. ”

Hearing the name of the Guerrilla Association, Marconi's originally obscene smile froze.

"You know, the reason we're able to do these deals right under the noses of the police is because Speaker Harutman has helped us block most of the blame...... The Guerrilla Association, because of their approach, cannot impose too many restrictions on us. But when it comes to human crimes...... That's not something Your Excellency can suppress for us. ”

"Isn't it just a captive, as for it?" Marconi was obviously a little shaken, and he was well aware of the strength of the Guerrilla Association, but he was still unwilling to give up, "Wouldn't it be OK to announce that she was killed?" ”

"No...... President, the risk is too great, so please think carefully. Even in the world of hunters, hunter regiments involved in the use of human trafficking for profit are labelled "illegal" by governments and hired by governments and employers, and they are banned from intermingling...... Because no one wants to be associated with such a crime. Needless to say, the guerrilla association is even more deterrent to the horror of the "Qiyao Church" ......"

“…… Okay, okay, I got it. With that said, Marconi could only give up his previous thoughts unhappily, "In this case, I have to go to the hotel on Entertainment Street to have a good time." ”

“…… Have fun. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but Garcia held back, and after more than a year of getting along, he already knew the temper of his boss.

"It's been a year...... Leaving the "Zephyr", arriving here, although the income has increased a lot, but ......" Garcia fell into deep thought.

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"Hah!" Heavy wheezing was accompanied by the sound of beads of sweat dripping onto the ground; The young man holding the anti-riot crutch felt that his steps were vague, his center of gravity was unstable, and everything in front of him was very blurry. But as usual, he gritted his teeth and roared again and rushed towards his target—one, two.

"That's it!" A middle-aged man in a dark black suit on the side shouted, "Now please judge and score." Lloyd Bannings, you will soon know the results of the second part of the actual combat training, please take a break here. ”

"Yes...... Thank you for your attention. Still panting for breath, Lloyd didn't mean to complain at all, but showed a smile, followed the instructor's instructions, and obediently sat down in the designated rest area.

It's been almost two years since I joined the Crossbell Police Academy. At the end of his second year, his long-awaited Investigator Qualification Exam finally arrived.

Written test - all calmly answered, if nothing else, the usual size test to maintain the top three results of the year should not be lost. And Roy always feels that his performance this time is even more extraordinarily good, maybe he can get the first place in the year.

Actual combat test - whether it is in anti-virus, command escape, or capture, he has already achieved good results; And the comprehensive combat test that he had just finished and judged by himself according to the situation on the training ground was something he had spent a lot of effort to prepare recently.

It's a matter of success or failure. Roy wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a towel and looked nervously at the judges who were discussing in the distance - although these instructors were usually very friendly to the motivated Lloyd, but this kind of fair and just moment, Lloyd knew that he would not gain even the slightest favor from it.

Finally, the leading instructor waved his hand to end the discussion and entered the scoring session. Lloyd could almost hear his own heartbeat.

"Goddess bless......" he clenched his palm, which was already soaked in sweat. There was a slight pain from the sweat soaking into the rubbed skin from holding the handrail of the riot crutch just now, but Lloyd completely ignored it all - he almost held his breath and waited quietly for the mentor to announce the results.

Lloyd Bannings...... Based on the actual combat judgment, the results are ...... A+！ ”

At that moment, Lloyd knew that his hard work in the past two years was worth it.

"Investigator Credentials......" The dreamy feeling made Lloyd feel a little fluttery, "like that...... In the direction of a good investigator like Big Brother...... It's a step further. ”

Big brother, you wait. Sooner or later, I will surpass you and become a good investigator who can shoulder this Crossbell.