The next day, early in the morning, at 9:10.

The City of Heaven, the Security Bureau of the Two Realms, the office on the third floor.

There are very few offices in the Security Bureau of the Two Realms in Tianmen City, because most of the civilian work is done by AI agents, and the operational department headed by the executive department is the main staff of the Security Bureau of the Two Realms, but it is always necessary to consider AI, or the maintenance of emergencies in the case of electronic equipment shutdown, so civilian personnel are still necessary.

But this kind of environment is also destined to be full of martial virtues, and civilian personnel often fill the work gaps of military personnel, so it is normal for only three out of ten office seats to be seated.

On the second day after such a big event as the Tianmen Riot, everyone who could sit in this office was busy.

"Chenyi has caught more than 30 traversers in the western city, and the seniors of Section 2 are already pulling people from the Rhode Island office, which is really choking."

"It's going to take a few hours to get here from the Jiemen District, and it's too late to pull people."

"Aren't there those from the Dragon Gate? Miss Xingxiong and Miss Chen are both at the Eastern District Police Station, but it doesn't mean much, what is lacking now is criminal investigation talent rather than combat power. ”

"In the morning, I heard that there were more than 20 family members of the deceased who wanted an explanation, how can I explain this? You can't tell the truth, can you? We can't find out the identity of the thief of the Heavenly Gate Key, and we have to wait for the astrologer and the chronological official to construct the ceremony. ”

"It's useless to tell the truth, they won't believe that the astrologer and the chronologer have to prepare for three days," the clerk sighed leisurely when it came to this kind of topic that was difficult to laugh about, "Someone else has just died of relatives and friends, and it is impossible to listen to you rationally say that the disturbance of the spiritual energy around the Heavenly Gate will hinder the results of the investigation, so it will take three days." ”

"That being said, we can't help it, who doesn't want to give an explanation? And there are some people fishing in troubled waters, just trying to sell the corpse for a good price," and at the mention of this, an irrepressible disgust rose on the face of the other clerk, and he poured himself a large sip of coffee, leaving it bitter in vain.

"Can't you be as rational as Morrison's adopted son? That kid won't cause trouble at first glance... What is your expression? ”

The words were like venting, but they noticed the subtlety of their colleagues' expressions, and the staff was a little uneasy.

"Morrison's adopted son, the one named Omer? Omer. Linton? ”

The colleague he asked was even a little excited, which made him even more confused: "Uh, yes, what's wrong?" ”

He didn't expect that after he asked this, his colleague began to restrain and cringe:

"He... It's special. ”

"Of course I know he's special, I'm quite familiar with that Morrison guy, and I took him to meet his adopted son yesterday."

“… Forget it, since I can see it, then this shouldn't be too much of a secret, I'll just say it," the colleague who seemed to have experienced some psychological struggle looked open-minded, pulled the sliding chair closer, and said in a low voice, "When I was sorting out the file, I stumbled upon the priority of his information, which was quite high, C-level." ”

“？？？ C？ One of his students is a C grade? The staff couldn't understand, "Our director is only C-level!" ”

"Priority does not represent a position of power, you fall into the public misunderstanding, forgetting the functional positioning of priority at the beginning, it is just a label."

“… Heart of Terra's attention label. The clerk muttered, still looking at his colleague in disbelief.

"Terra's Heart thinks he has the value of delegating a sub-node attention?"

"I know that kid is special, but does he really have that potential?" As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a sharp assembly bell rang out from the radio in the office, and the next second, everyone's communication tools were forcibly turned on.

[Intelligence Group 2 plus Enforcement Section 3, immediately go to Area 3 of Yuangu Street to confirm the authenticity of the information provided by the anonymous whistleblower, without delay!] 】

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"It seems that he has a lot of action."

Another shuttle, but at least a relatively normal police car, passenger Omer looked at the terminal and muttered to himself, and rarely turned on the private mode, so that others would not see the screen projected on his terminal.

After all, there were several police officers riding with him, and there were even police officers who accosted him at the beginning, and the words were enough for Omer to deduce that there was a big mouth in the police station that publicized the 'special' that Omer showed yesterday, so that these big brothers, sisters, and uncles were quite concerned about themselves.

Although there are many surprises that I want to sigh for good people, this kind of care is really not needed by Omer.

I even feel a little troublesome.

Especially when they felt that Omer was sad and restrained, Omer was able to confirm Morrison's game play history with kinship permissions, and Morrison's self-indulged appearance could be vaguely seen from those succinctly arranged text achievements......

It's not a good thing to be too familiar, and Omer can fully imagine the guy's demeanor, like a child who touched Jin Zi in Apex, with a 'simple' beauty in his smile and laughter.

Then the mood will converge into a sigh buried in the bottom of my heart.

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After sighing, we still have to get down to business.

Morrison's focus on the game is also a good thing for him.

After all, the vampire's adoptive father still hadn't fully accustomed to Omer's mental pace, and it would be torture if he did hang in front of Omer's terminal and babble, let alone the most likely startled reaction when he made a decision.

At that time, he will still hope that Morrison will hurry up and play the game.

The Warden of the Soul Lock belongs to Yes.

Now that the prison guards are not there, it is time to plan carefully, even though he has already seen some signs of a team going out by paying attention to the traffic situation near the Two Realms Security Bureau in the City of Heavenly Gate.

It may not be half an hour before you receive an official email asking him to provide a financial account to facilitate the payment.

There is a bonus for reporting, as long as the conditions are true.

The reward for reporting this kind of big case is quite high, but you have to be more leisurely whether you collect it or not.

It's one thing for officials not to investigate the identity of anonymous reports, it's another thing to get noticed for providing accounts.

If it is a bit deliberate to use a temporary account at this juncture, you must know that the Security Bureau is still strictly investigating the case of the traverser throughout the whole process, not only because the whole case has not really been closed, but also because yesterday's chaos seems to have inspired the 'fighting spirit' of some criminals.

Today, Omer has refreshed the notices and detailed locations of several new cases.

The City of Heaven is open to the public in this regard, and even provides a temporary registration assistant police function column... This meaning is probably the meaning of waiting for 'a roar when the road is uneven', which shows the simplicity of the folk customs of the City of Heaven.

However, Omer is just habitually collecting useful information, and he doesn't plan to do anything, and what he really wants to do depends on whether the executive department of the two security bureaus is pulling his crotch.

You have to be patient with this, after all, Omer did not directly give the address of the Tsuburaya exhibition hall, but chose the only way for the man who was hanging down.

Keliff hinted that he had little to do with the gang and provided so much information assistance, so he was willing to cover up a little bit and make a fuss about the information when the intelligence was sent to the Security Agency.

It's impossible to stuff false information, but it's absolutely fine to focus entirely on the man and woman, and then find out any third person who won't end up being treated as the main culprit - the intelligence department shouldn't be so bad, and it can't even tell the difference.

Admittedly, there is a possibility that Keliff deceived himself, but Omer believes in the friendship and understanding that he has known for many years.

It's also about believing in your ability to see people.

Naturally, Omer believed in his own abilities, which he relied on to make decisions, and without this confidence, he would not have been able to offer revenge in the moment.

But it was hard for Keliff not to be approached by the Security Service.

At the beginning of the meeting, you will probably be vigilant, I can only say... Good luck.

Thinking of this, Ormer put away the terminal and looked out the window at the familiar building that was getting closer and closer.

The Tianmen Police Station in the North District was only here once yesterday, and it is difficult not to be familiar with it, and even the road section that the vehicle is driving on is still the same yesterday.

As long as Ormo looked in the direction of the inner city, he could see countless well-divided infrastructure brigades dealing with the ruins that had been ravaged by monsters yesterday.

It is impossible to ask for a repair of the time department, the asking price is so high and a lot of magic fillers must be prepared, and it depends on the other party's face, it is better to communicate with the local school and invite college students from the civil engineering department to come out to engage in social practice.

There is a bounty to add credits, which must not make those students who drive the terrain to clean up the armor, carry a mechanical wand to command the earth element, and engage in alchemy to stabilize new building materials are full of energy, and take pictures one by one:

[Arrived at the scene of Mechagodzilla's wreaking havoc, it's too tragic to ruins, let's take a look at the distant city people]

[Mixed in, mixed in! It's time for the crime! Engineering brothers are waiting for my news! You'll definitely find the reason for Mechagodzilla's inexplicable self-destruction! 】

[On June 13, 12, I was tricked by my mentor into working on the construction site, and I wrote down this hatred! ] 】

It seems that the composition of this group of social practitioners is quite complicated, but these have nothing to do with Omer, and at this moment he is 'humbly' guided by the police officers, and enters the police station again, and goes to the internal information counseling room specially opened for the case of the traverser.

Then he looked at the police officer in front of him, whose face and stomach were wider than others, and was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously swept to the low space around him.

"A lot of the people I've received have reacted like you." The officer smiled helplessly and pointed to the sign on his chest.

The Sergeant's sign of the Traverser Countermeasures Group, with the name on it:

Twilight Thirteen