Another half a month has passed.

Christmas is getting closer and closer, and decorated Christmas trees have begun to appear in the streets and squares of New York and in some shopping malls.

The festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and the little ones on the street are all smiling and looking forward to their Christmas gifts.

Bane and his new partner wander down a block on foot.

It's not a patrol area for the two of them, except that their new partner, Buck, is going to a toy store across the street to prepare a Christmas present for his son.

So the two of them, who had just returned from a temporary mission, walked over there together.

When I entered the store, I heard two young voices arguing.

There is a Christmas tree made of real pine trees with ribbons and colored balls on it, as well as small gifts, which are children's favorite items.

Next to the Christmas tree is a small one-meter-long sleigh with a stack of gift boxes.

"There is no Santa Claus in the world, and the phone stories and myths and legends are all lies, they are here to deceive our children. ”

A little boy who looked to be only about 10 years old said to a little girl in the store who looked a little younger than him.

The little girl stood under the Christmas tree, pulling one of the horns of the toy reindeer in her hand, and argued at the little boy not to be outdone.

"There must be Santa Claus! I get a gift every year when I hang my socks by the fireplace!"

"Hmph, that must have been secretly released by your father, my father told me a long time ago that Santa Claus is pretending to be an adult. ”

"And dare you say you've ever seen Santa Claus!"

The little boy said triumphantly.

The little girl's face turned red with anger.

"You're talking nonsense, you're a bad boy, you certainly didn't get a gift from Santa. ”

The little boy's smug expression froze, his face became not very good-looking, he had no Christmas gifts since he was a child.

"Hmph, Santa Claus doesn't exist anyway, and all the other legends and myths are also lies, and my dad is a scientist, so what he said must be right. ”

The owner of the store was entertaining Buck at the moment, and he seemed to have a headache when the two children who had just been looking around the store were arguing inexplicably.

Bane walked towards the two children.

Squatted down in front of them.

Seeing this uncle coming, the two little children didn't mean to shut up.

"Okay kids, why are you arguing about Santa Claus in front of the Christmas tree?"

Seeing that the two children wanted to speak at the same time, Bane hurriedly raised his hand to stop them.

"Does Santa Claus exist? I think every kid asks it, and most adults say it exists. ”

"Then whether Santa Claus exists or not, at least he has the meaning of his existence. ”

"In the same way, your father said that fairy tales and legends are lies, but he must have come up with full evidence. ”

Seeing that the little boy was puffing up to speak, Bane stood up with a smile and took a pair of baseball gloves from the Christmas tree, and then took off a feather hat.

"These two are Christmas presents from my uncle, and I think now I can make a cameo appearance as Santa Claus. ”

Bane turned towards the counter.

"Boss, I bought these two. ”

The boss made an OK gesture at him.

The two children who received the gifts were very happy, and even the little boy was very happy to play with his baseball gloves, and there was no intention of arguing at all.

Buck and Bane both paid their bills and walked out of the store.

"Hey man, you're so patient with kids, you'll be a good father in the future!"

Bane smiled at Buck.

"I just can't see anyone who doubts the truth of the legend. ”

"Haha, that must be an important good memory for you!"

Buck smiled understandingly.

"yes... IMPORTANT AND WONDERFUL ... ”

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The New York Police Department, the commissioner, signed off on the promotion of Detective Bain James.

As a police officer who survived a previous operation and received a Medal of Honor commendation, Bain James returned to the police station before his wounds were completely healed.

This is unusually rare in the entire American police physique.

And his work attitude has become very serious, and the efficiency of solving cases is also the highest in the entire police station.

In a short period of time, several important cases have been cracked, including the prevention of an attack planned by foreign terrorists.

Many of his colleagues believe that Bane was provoked by the death of his old partner Joebri, so he vows to avenge him.

But only Bane himself knows what's going on.

From this hour on, he was the Senior Inspector.

The end of duty at the police station has arrived, and in addition to the officers on duty, many police officers have gone home one after another.

"Bane, aren't you leaving?"

Buck passed by Bane's location and shouted at him.

"Well, I'll check some information again, you go back first, remember to hide your son's gifts, don't be found by that kid before Christmas Eve." ”

"Hehe, you guy, you're really desperate, I'll go first. ”

On Bane's computer screen, lines of information and data jumped.

He patiently examines the data and documents, looking for suitable targets.

It is then frozen on a photograph and a piece of document.

"Hiso Albanson, a former weapons systems design specialist at General Dynamics Arms, who was laid off due to personal debt issues, is currently based in Toronto, Canada... ”

Go to a personal document and start flipping through the data on the screen again.

Half an hour later, I was frozen again on a profile.

Martin Wilson, retired professor of physics at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, now resides in Washington, D.C. . ”

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In an unusually dimly lit old church, there are beautiful dining tables.

It was topped with delicate food and a silver candlestick lit with a candle.

Caviar, foie gras, tender steak and a bottle of drink that has been opened and is unusually red.

On one side of the two seats of the table sat Dai Shan, a vampire wearing a black tight leather jacket with a fiery figure.

On the other side is Carl, a vampire in a tuxedo.

The rest of the food on the table was only tasted lightly, but the drinks were consumed quickly.

A crisp phone prompt sounds.

Dai Shan took out her phone.

Two encrypted emails signed by little puppets were sent.

I clicked on the download of the email and forwarded it to Carl, then read it carefully.

After a long time, Dai Shan licked her red lips, which were even more gorgeous after drinking the drink.

"Do you want to go to Canada or Washington, D.C.?"

Karl gestured with a gesture as he raised his goblet.

"Ladies first. ”

"Well, then I'll go to Canada with Monica and Hanch, I heard that the environment there is good, and the people are very healthy~"

After saying that, Dai Shan laughed lowly.

"Then I'll go to Washington, D.C., and hopefully meet some pretty girls in the bars there. ”

Dai Shan looked at it with some mockery.

With the vision of a vampire, let alone the dim candlelight, you can see the whole night clearly.

Carl smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, okay, I'll control myself, I'll stop it, I understand, I understand!"