The Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department once again appeared on the weekend, which was a case that would be held in a few days. For the court, this is probably a very troublesome case. According to the procedure, the case will first try the murderer of the "violent-sexual-infringement-death case" in the Cecil Hotel. During the trial, it will be a witness on the weekend. After the case is over, the murder case on the roof of the Cecil Hotel will also be tried. During the trial, the prisoner will be a prisoner on the weekend.↗,

Interestingly, the exemption order has been obtained on the weekend, so there is no need to pay attention to the prison disaster after the court's conviction. However, in the US judicial system, one code is one code, and the exemption is an exemption, and the penalty is a penalty. The exemption order will be shown after the judge's punishment, ensuring that you will not go to prison on the weekend.

Next, the court will conduct a trial of the New Mexico shooting case, which will be a witness on the weekend. He will face the jury in court and tell the whole story of the case until the prisoner and the murderer are sent to prison. During this period, all the people involved in the Anti-Black and Drug Enforcement Department will appear in court to testify in a collective manner, and the Desert Ant and Nicholas' son will be charged with multiple felony crimes and face a sentence of nearly a hundred years.

Therefore, the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department must come to the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department to submit its own report. This report will be submitted to the court in the name of the "police" together with the entire Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department, as one of the evidence.

This is the role of the police in the judicial system, solving cases, arresting people, and testifying in court. However, when he entered the police station, he received a frustrated news.

"Zhou, just hand over the report to me, and my head is waiting for you in the office."

Nick seemed to be listening to something with his headphones. An audio software on the computer screen was playing. When he saw it on the weekend, he took off his headphones and said this.

"What are you doing?" On the weekend in a police uniform, she seemed out of place in the public office area on this floor. She threw the documents on the table and said a few simple words to Nick.

"A case involving a gangster kidnapping case." Nick didn't say much. This was his case. Regardless of whether he had a life-long relationship with the weekend, this case would not be used for reference on the weekend.

He joked at the weekend: "Then, you will be facing a boring life of surveillance, squatting, catching traders, and looking for hostages. Good luck."

Nick rolled his eyes and said, "Don't - he - mom - hit me. If I had the entire CIA as a backer and could analyze the other party's position through an audio data, do you think I'm willing to do this boring job?" He complained and scolded: "The damn forensics department has been put into the 'sporous combustion case' after the human body structure experts are in place. The audio data I sent for the appraisal actually needs to be queued until next week to give the result. It's like only the case handled by their homicide department is at stake. We are all dealing with chicken crowing and dog thieves."

He shrugged his shoulders over the weekend and walked towards Pablo's office.

"Hey. Be careful, the boss is not in a good mood recently." Nick added.

"Thank you." Weekend turned around and waved his hand, then knocked on Pablo's door.

Dang, Dangdang.

The knocking sound is very light, and you will never hear the impatience of raiding the house as a courier just by knocking on the door.

"Enter."

When I walked in on the weekend, I saw a crazy Pablo. There were not many cases related to gangs recently, but several cases that were about to go to court left him without a minute to rest. He participated in all the cases since the weekend application for a waiver order: "Sit down, week."

After stopping the work, Pablo looked at the weekend and said, "First time in court?"

I was stunned on the weekend. Pablo's summoning had already made him feel something was wrong. There was no patrol police who had to send a report and even see the leader. Unexpectedly, Pablo's seemingly reckless man could tell at a glance that it was his first time in court: "That's right."

"Don't look at me with doubt. I inferred from the slightest complaint on your face. After spending a long time in the police station, you will know how troublesome it is for a detective to appear in court to submit a testimony every time he solves a case."

Pablo's core and appearance are absolutely different!

This is the definition of the weekend's Boss who commanded the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department, otherwise this guy would never have such an observant gaze.

"Brother, I applied to the Deputy Director to transfer you to our department... Don't be too happy too early. My application was rejected by our Deputy Director..."

Pablo said helplessly: "I must say that the reasons given by Matthew made me unable to refute. Your file is really so beautiful that it is shockingly. The black policeman, when he was in Texas, was also found to have embezzled money, killed people, and concealed them after killing them...s-h-i-t, looking at your records, I felt like I was watching an American drama."

"You might as well not tell me this news." Zhou shaking his head, feeling a little chilled.

He is also an ordinary person. He is an ordinary person and has a promotion. Every policeman in the Los Angeles Police Department wants to take off his uniform and change it to a police badge. However... If even Pablo's Ss in the Detective Bureau cannot help him, there may not be anyone in the world who can do this unless Chekov's father-in-law changes his mind.

The office fell into a very interesting silence, but after this silence, Pablo said: "Quick assessment. How are you preparing?"

"Fortunately, the crime rate in the jurisdiction is declining, and the written test should not be very difficult." On the weekend, I thought that this was just a chat before saying goodbye. I can't stop this conversation suddenly after the last silence, right? That's too embarrassing.

Pablo looked outside the office area and found that everyone was busy and said, "Zhou, you may not know me very much, but I need you to hand over a dazzling assessment report card."

"This transcript can help me return to the police headquarters and tell our deputy director that he has buried talents. Even if you have a file that is like a leopard, as long as the transcript is good enough and has the ability that others cannot deny, I can sit in Matthew's office and argue with reason. For you, I have rejected three guys who have applied to join the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department during this period. You have amazing talents in this regard."

No wonder Pablo was able to turn the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department into a copycat. He also managed this department to a solid level. Pablo played all the favor cards in management!

If a real rookie can't see through all this on the weekend, he will first push Matthew to the position of a bad guy to disappoint himself, and then tell you who is helping you, who is playing hard for you, and no matter how much your file is spent, you will have to give you the police badge.

The most cruel thing is that this is not a conspiracy. Even if you see the facts clearly on the weekend, you are still grateful to Pablo.

“Private…”

"Don't tell me anything nonsense. In this office, either you are coming in and being scolded; or you are being praised by me, Zhou, there is no promise here, and no one will tell you that something will be done. Now, go back and get out a beautiful transcript, you and I need to tell everyone a little bit that my vision and your abilities are the best in this building, do you understand?"

“yes-private!”

"Disappeared from my eyes."
Chapter completed!