【Detective Panel】

Role: Dean

Level: 3 (0/400)

Spirit: 11

Strength: 13

Speed: 10

Endurance: 8

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Torture (L2), Blow Pin (L2).

Property points: 0

Skill Points: 0

Completed Cases: Omitted.

At this point, the points are added.

Strength makes people confident.

After Dean returned from Las Vegas, his nerves, which had been tense, finally relaxed.

He had previously feared the unknown organizations behind Santoni because he had been in the dark in his previous life and knew the horrors of these organizations.

The same is true.

He knew how powerful he was now!

If the strength is strong, the gun is stable.

If it's fast, it's fast!

A shot in hand.

Dean is confident that as long as he is not surrounded by a team, he can easily deliver food to seven or eight ordinary gunners in front of him!

Of course.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

Dean swelled for a moment, then readjusted his mindset.

"The attribute of speed, mainly reflected in the dexterity of hands and feet and the speed of human reactions, is a perfect match for firearms, and I need to accelerate as much as possible in the future..."

"In addition, the detective panel, you need to solve the case to get experience points..."

Dean sighed wistfully.

The plan to be a rice worm by himself doesn't seem to work.

Before obtaining the Detective panel.

Even if Dean knew that the organization behind Santoni might pose a threat to him, he never thought about solving the other party, but thought about escaping.

Because he knows that no matter how powerful a person is, he can't compete with bullets flying in the shadows.

If he jumps out and jumps, it will only set himself on fire, and even affect his family.

Now, not necessarily!

The detective panel gave Dean confidence!

"It just so happens that Eve promised to help me transfer to the Robbery and Murder Division, that is, the Serious Crime Unit, and when the time comes, even if I am a mix, I can continue to grow stronger.

I can also learn some crime-solving techniques to form a positive cycle.

The stronger it is, the easier it is to solve the case, and then the stronger it is!

When the time comes, my status will be improved, and maybe I can pull up a team of my own..."

Each level has its own rules.

The higher the status, the stronger the power, and the safer you are!

The more Dean thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

He didn't have this idea before, just because he understood that with his own level, it was difficult to get ahead.

Now he has to hang!

Come to think of it.

Dean pulled out his phone and dialed Eve's number.

"Dean, what's the matter, can't you say tomorrow..."

On the other end of the phone, Eve's voice was weak.

Dean realized that he had gone to bed early yesterday, and it was only past three o'clock in the morning.

"Uh... I just saw your message and was a little excited, Eve, you should be able to get promoted soon, right? ”

Mention promotions.

Eve came to her senses: "Almost, by the way, Dean, I want you to stay, and when the time comes, I will assist you to become the vice-captain." ”

She is the deputy team parachuted into the "Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division", and the people below are all old captains, and they usually don't bird her much.

Otherwise, Eve would not have fooled Dean, a rookie, to go undercover.

It would be great if Dean could help him!

Eve went to the forest cabin to see that seven people, all of whom were shot in critical parts, shows that Dean's marksmanship is ruthless and decisive!

She even suspected that if she hadn't meddled herself, Dean would have been eating black at all!

Hear Eve's words.

Dean was lost in thought.

It doesn't seem impossible.

I have Eve's handle, and if I stay in the "Anti-Crime and Anti-Drug Division", I will not only have a lot of freedom of movement, but also be promoted a lot more smoothly.

The key, though, is the case.

He has to solve the case in order to gain experience, and the homicide case, there is no doubt that there will be more experience, and a simple promotion has no meaning to him.

The "Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Division" is also too soft.

Thinking of this, Dean shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I would prefer to join the Robbery and Murder Division, but Eve, maybe in the future, we can form an alliance."

"Well..."

Eve was a little disappointed: "I'll go to work tomorrow, and I'll find a friend to help you transfer your files, as long as the captain of the "Robbery and Murder Division" doesn't object, there should be no problem for you to join." ”

"Hmm."

Hang up.

Dean touched his stomach.

He was a little hungry.

Physique becomes stronger.

His consumption has also increased.

"Fortunately, I strengthened my body before, and I didn't consume much of my own energy, otherwise I was afraid that I would have been sucked dry..."

Dean was a little glad.

The family is asleep.

Dean quietly went downstairs to find something to eat, and it turned out to...

Touch~

Knock~

The sudden increase in strength, the increase in speed and reflexes, and the fact that it was not obvious when moving around a small area of the room, as soon as he went out, Dean either walked fast or exerted too much force, constantly making collision sounds, and almost rolled down the stairs.

"I hope I didn't wake up my mother..."

Dean opened the refrigerator door more carefully, picked up a piece of bread and nibbled on it.

Suddenly.

The living room headlights are on.

"Who!"

The door to the second floor near the staircase was pushed open.

Sheila, the old mother, carrying a shotgun, looked fiercely at the kitchen and pulled the bolt.

"Woo~"

The sound of a bolt was heard.

Dean, whose mouth was full of bread, hurriedly raised his hands and turned around, for fear that he who had just gotten the panel would be shot by his mother because he stole bread.

"Huh?"

"Dean?"

Sheila saw Dean's face clearly, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Haha, baby, I thought a homeless man had slipped in, why didn't you turn on the lights?" ”

Dean swallowed the bread and rolled his eyes, "I'm afraid I'll wake you up." ”

"But we're awake, wow, Dean, you're in awesome shape, can I touch it?" Sinclair's little head, sticking out of the stairs, was looking at Dean with some greed in his pants.

Dean: "..."

You're only eleven years old!

Sheila on the side whistled and praised Sinclair: "Baby, you have a good eye, Dean is indeed in good shape and has a sense of security." ”

Dean: "..."

is worthy of being the daughter of the farm horseboy, what a biao.

However, in the United States, parents generally get along with their children and are more like friends, so they tend to speak more casually and are not particularly inhibited.

He had no choice but to divert his attention and said, "Be quiet, Thompson is still sleeping..."

"I'm actually awake too."

Thompson's voice came from the direction of the third floor.

He held a wound bow in his hand, revealing a small head, and was aiming at the hall on the first floor.

If Thompson hadn't spoken out, Dean wouldn't have noticed him.

This is a sixth.

What kind of family was the predecessor born in, why didn't you find out before?

Dean was speechless and hurriedly walked aside with the bread: "Thompson, move the crossbow in your hand and don't face me!" ”

"It's just a toy, a small-caliber bow and crossbow with an effective range of 50 meters, it's very effective at shooting rabbits, but it's hard to kill people."

Thompson put away his crossbow and looked at Dean with some envy: "Dean, can you teach me fitness?" If I had this figure, Susan would definitely agree to be my girlfriend. ”

"Then you should learn to eat more meat instead of vegetables every day."

Dean rolled his eyes.

The predecessor still felt that his younger brother was introverted.

This is obviously sullen, okay!

"Alright, let's get some rest early."

Dean couldn't stand the three of them, so he took a bunch of food and drink, and fled back to his room in embarrassment under the watchful eyes of his family, and decided to move out early.