Nacino City, Nacino City Police Department, it's almost noon

Dean counted the time in a bit of a hurry, and couldn't help but feel irritated as he looked at the officers and personnel walking around the office area.

Xingle wants to say whether it's the kind of person who doesn't keep his promise on time, at least the kind of guy who won't be late if he doesn't have anything, in general.

But for an appointment like this, Xingle usually doesn't arrive late, is there something going on?

The Nasino City Police Station is not far from the foot of the mountain, it should be said that it is a little close, and it is said that when the site was first selected, there was a consideration for monitoring the police station, which means that Xingle should not take that long.

It's been more than thirty minutes, and it's not the same as I said at the beginning.

Picking up his holster, Dean was going to find the guy who said he wasn't there.

But at this moment...

"Dean, are you going out?"

The familiar voice reappeared, which made Dean calm down, and when he turned around, he saw that the kid from Xingle was well-dressed and standing at the door of this compartment, looking like nothing was going on, just... The face is a little pale.

"Is it my delusion or is your little white face turning white?" Dean pointed to Xingle's face and asked, after all, Xingle's face shouldn't be so white.

"Huh? Oh, this. Xingle pointed to his face, and finally realized that his face was not very good, and finally lied:

"I ate the wrong thing, and I started to feel super bad this morning."

"Food safety issues? Sure enough, let's take the case of the Tofas company, the last time I ate something bad, my toilet was a big scene. ”

"I beg you, I still remember that scene, but I don't want to recall it again, let me forget that scene in the depths of my mind." was reminded of the unbearable memory, Xingle's face turned a little whiter, and this time it was directly a little white.

"Also, I eat dark food made by my sister, so... Let's stop there, shall we? ”

Xingle showed an unbearable expression, and Dean was a little amused, but quickly reined in and took Xingle to meet the partner candidate he brought.

Xingle itself is very BUG, so the partner who can match this BUG will not be a shrimp soldier and crab general, and it is a pity that the Naxinnuo City Police Department can say that no one can do this kind of thing, at least in the scope of the allowed matching, no one can keep up with Xingle's footsteps.

To this end, Dean dispatched several capable police detectives to several surrounding cities as Xingle's partners.

Of course, it can't be the perfect kind, it's all police detectives with some degree of flaws, if there really is that kind of guy who is very powerful, as long as he is not sick in the brain, the local area will not give it out, so it's a bit like throwing the problem to. P.D. here.

However, Xingle itself is also a problem, and the problem is just right.

Walking towards the interrogation rooms inside the police station, each interrogation room itself is an enclosed space, as long as it is closed, it can be used as a place for confidential conversations, and in order to prevent embarrassment, Dean does use the interrogation room as a place for Xingle's partner to choose.

It can cover up the ugliness, but it is also secret, so as a place to choose people, the interrogation room can be said to be just right.

When the door was opened, there were already six people standing inside the interrogation room.

The six people are two women and four men, all wearing straight work suits, and now police detectives in big cities generally dress more appropriately when working, after all, when handling cases outside, they need to take into account the image of the police station, and it is impossible not to dress up.

As soon as Xingle entered the door, his eyes glanced at a certain candidate detective without a trace, it should be said that he was the youngest person in this room besides himself.

Some fluffy shoulder-length short hair, a strong and young handsome face, the complexion reveals a gloomy temperament from time to time, the delicate blue eyes look moving, and with a well-fitting suit, it can be said that the return rate is quite high.

Even the only two female detectives in this room look at this handsome detective from time to time, and they know what it means.

However, after a glance, Xingle withdrew his gaze, but on the contrary, it was the handsome police detective who looked like a night owl and stared at Xingle.

"Superintendent."

The moment they saw Dean come in, the six detectives were in a straight position at the same time, but when they saw Xingle, a minor, walking in, their faces were a little strange, of course, the handsome detective that Xingle was secretly concerned about had a normal face, and he didn't look surprised at all.

"Hello, let me introduce you, this one is us. P.D's specially hired consultant - Han Xingle. ”

After saying hello, Dean focused on introducing Star Music, after all, Star Music was their main purpose here.

"You're all worthy detectives in your respective jurisdictions, and in order to be paired with our special adviser, one of you will be his operational partner and take care of him."

"Seriously? I'm afraid this kid hasn't been weaned yet, hahaha..."

After Dean finished speaking, he attracted the ridicule of a certain police detective, after all, Xingle's age is there, how could a child be such a special adviser?

This is also helpless, the habitual thoughts of adults will always subconsciously look down on children, this is the job of the police, not a playhouse.

And in this scene, Xingle could only say that he looked at a certain police detective quite calmly, and he was also the oldest police detective here.

"Klaus's new watch?"

Xingle asked this question, and the watch that made the old detective subconsciously look at his wrist was the one Xingle asked.

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Can you show me?" Xingle stretched out his hand and looked like he wanted to look at the watch.

The man didn't hesitate, he was a kid anyway, so he stretched out his hand to show Xingle, but the result...

Xingle coldly grabbed the old police officer's hand, and the handcuffs in his hand suddenly handcuffed the old police officer's wrists, which startled the old police detective.

But before he could react, Xingle punched him in the face, and the blow made him unconscious.

“！！！” The sudden change made the other five detectives nervous, and when they were about to draw their guns, Dean raised his hand to stop them, and then asked angrily:

"You stinky boy, what's the reason for this time?"

After neatly handing the unconscious old detective on the table, Xingle took out one of his mobile phones, threw it to Dean, and replied:

"As I said, my acquaintance in the FBI sent me a report, which was the list of black police officers who I confessed to when I was in Bloomhaven the day before yesterday, and there was this old thing on it, and the court order came down, and within half an hour, they would send someone over."

“... I'll tell you in advance that you're going to die. After verifying the information in Xingle's mobile phone, Dean threw the phone back angrily, and after watching Xingle take it back, he wanted to beat him up.

“... As you can see, this kid has good abilities, but he also does things in a very messy way, so someone needs to watch him and don't let him do stupid things, and you are the candidates, if you leave this rat. ”

Without dwelling too much on the old detective's cleanliness, Dean turned his head and pointed at Xingle, he was a police commissioner, and he could only sit in the police station, and the rest could only be used by the competent detective to partner with Xingle.

And the remaining five detectives looked at each other a little, but the eyes of Xingle still changed, just like the performance of Ma Wei, let them understand that if they underestimate this kid casually, it is very likely that they will be knocked out like the greedy old detective.

Although there are some things about being a nanny, judging from the current situation, it may be quite exciting to follow this Han Xingle.

"That's all for now, introduce yourselves and see..."

"No, I'm going to ask for him, Dick. Grayson. ”

Before Dean could finish speaking, Xingle spoke first, and even directly named the youngest handsome police detective - Dick. Grayson, and this behavior made Dean and the other detectives twitch in the corner of their eyes, what the hell? Why is this kid so unpredictable?!

"Uh... No, I haven't..."

His name was Dick. Grayson's detective still wanted to say something, after all, the little Jiujiu in his heart had not yet been implemented, and he was a little led by the nose of Han Xingle.

Who knew that Xingle turned around and said:

"You have two choices, either follow me or go back to where you used to work, and of course, not many people in Gotham City want to go back."

With that, Xingle turned around and left the interrogation room. Grayson's face darkened when he heard 'Gotham City', but he didn't say anything, just followed, but he looked more like he was going to fight with Xingle than being a partner.

“......”

Somewhat speechless as he watched the two of them leave one after the other, Dean couldn't help but scratch his head in pain, this kid is still the same vigorous and resolute as before, I just hope that the kid's ability has not weakened.

"Well, you guys..."

Dean had no choice but to arrange the rest of the detectives, after all, he didn't have many capable detectives in his hands, and a few of them were in his hands, as for the matter of having a mouse... Settle accounts with the police station that sent him afterwards!

Dick followed Xingle and ran out of the gate of the police station, and at the same time asked:

"Hey! You haven't said why you chose me. ”

Xingle stopped walking in front and looked at Dick who was following him, and Xingle asked rhetorically:

"You're a billionaire – Bruce. Wayne's adopted son, huh? ”

“... That's right, I'm Bruce's adopted son, so what? ”

Dick's hand couldn't help but shake nervously when Xingle mentioned his adoptive father, but quickly relaxed and answered Xingle's question.

"Very good, I have a communication barrier with women, and I need a little white-faced detective to talk to women instead of me, since you are Bruce. Wayne's adopted son should know how to deal with women, and I want this kind of person. ”

Who knows, Xingle's answer made Dick want to beat up this open-mouthed stinky boy, what a little white face!? What did he think of himself?! Male PR!? Ducks!?

Just as Dick opened his mouth to refute, Xingle said first:

"What? Haven't you slept with a woman with more than three numbers in the Gotham Police Department? ”

“......”