In the public office area of ​​the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department, he was silently packing things on weekends, not as heavy as he imagined. Instead, he hummed an English song that he had heard at some point.

"Zhou, are you okay? Go to the Homicide Department?"

Old Carl asked in confusion, his eyes full of doubt.

"Privately, we just played Connors' bastard in the basement of the wandering area. Now we will definitely be humiliated."

"Private, why don't you take a sick leave?"

Billy, Hammers, and Pjanic were also persuading in the office, and everyone knew that there would be no good results when they were going to the Homicide Department at this weekend.

He turned around on the weekend, looked at his team and said, "Isn't that better?"

"What did you say?" Leonova could no longer understand the status of the weekend.

"I mean, the director's order is too heavy. It's a fish hook with a total of one million dollars, Carl, that's four times your pension, right?"

Carl shrugged and said, "If I were still a patrolman now, yes."

"So, for this money, I have to go to the Homicide Department." On the weekend, I put down the cardboard box in my hand, turned around and sat on the desk and looked at everyone and said, "What can I do if I go? At most, I'll just be ridiculed and heard a few gossips. Does Connors have the ability to fire me? As far as I know, Connors' authority in the Homicide Department can only be extended to sending the detective back to the Human Resources Department. Matthew will definitely send me back, right?"

"You!" Carl looked at the weekend, as if he thought of the messy days after this guy went to the murder department, and opened his mouth and said, "You even plan to the director!"

"He was the one who planned me first, Carl, one million dollars. Our director pushed me to the murder department even though he knew I could not refuse this huge sum. Shouldn't I be considered for myself?"

Leonova asked, “What the hell are you talking about on the weekend?”

"He said that after going to the Homicide Department, he specifically fought against Connors, and then waited for the arrogant bastard to send him to the Human Resources Department."

Chekov remained silent in the public office area. At this moment, he parted the crowd and walked towards the desk next to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The bear raised his head and responded with embarrassment on his face: "Zhou, I don't like Homicide."

The weekend recalls a past period, and when he investigated the Ted case last year, Chekov's bear was in his mind when he was murdering Conneius and investigating the Ted case.

"Zhou. I don't want to go there..."

I laughed over the weekend. Everyone has their own ambitions and cannot force many things. It is too difficult for him to let this bear who is unwilling to draw on the attendance sheet to deal with extremely complex murder cases.

"You don't have to go. Just stay in the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department." In order to avoid psychological burden on Chekov, he said over the weekend: "Did you forget? You have to help me catch the sniper from England and save my life."

The moment Chekov raised his head, he saw the figure who turned around and walked back to his desk on weekends...

bite.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and a black man stepped in inside the elevator.

"knight?"

I was a little surprised when I saw the Knight on the weekend. This guy had never set foot in the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department. Like many police detectives in the Homicide Department, he believed that anti-Black is a job without any technical content.

"Zhou..." The Knight greeted decadently, reached out and took out a piece of paper from the brown file bag and said, "I was kicked out by Connors. The Human Resources Department told me that I could choose the department I like, so..."

What is this to do?

On the first day of his tenure, Connors kicked out the most experienced police detective in the murder of Conne. How is this different from Quinn back then?

"Knight, where is your partner?"

The knight raised his head, and naturally lowered his hands in a frustration, and said, "Julian couldn't accept the blow, so he resigned."

"Why...what is...so that?"

The atmosphere in the public office area of ​​the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department suddenly became solemn, and the sadness of the rabbit and the fox diluted the laughter just now.

The Cavalier whispered: "Julian, who is in the acting sheriff's position, has been working very hard. She wants to restore Adam's heyday through her own efforts. We have worked continuously for half a month and solved two murders in succession. Julian was also called by Deputy Director Matthew to the General Administration for praise." He paused: "Julian told me, 'Look, I must keep the sheriff's position. Become the next Adam in the Homicide Department', who knows... Only half a month later, the first order after the new sheriff took office was to let Julian and I go to the Human Resources Department to report, but they started arguing, and Connors said, 'This is the order, there is no reason, no reason!'. He forced Julian to say, 'I quit, bastard' in front of everyone in the Homicide Department."

"I watched Julian leave with my own eyes, and she didn't even leave her resignation letter. She threw the ID on Connors' face and threw the gun and police badge on the ground. Then, she left."

Once glorious, the murder department with a single-year case-solving rate of 100% collapsed. The collapse of the entire department was only because of the one who was descended from the governor, a damn sheriff! That arrogant bastard ignored the feelings between people, profession, and glory in this building, and killed all the achievements of a detective in one sentence!

"Zhou, you can apply for leave immediately. You can't go to the Homicide Department." Carl suddenly said this as if he smelled something.

The Cavalier looked at the weekend and said, "You are going to the Homicide Department? That's not a good place. This morning, two detectives from Vegas just arrived. These people from Vegas looked at us like they were looking at outsiders, and even spoke in a tone."

On the weekend, I unconsciously reached out and rubbed my face, and sat on the desk without saying a word. At this time, no one knew what he was thinking about falling to the ground.

At that moment, Zhouzhang glanced at the crowd, looked at the office that had been used to, reached out to take the transfer order from the knight, signed it, picked up the cardboard box and walked towards the elevator.

A burst of anger seemed to be burning on him!

bite.

When the elevator door opened again, the moment he walked into the elevator on the weekend, he turned around and found that everyone was looking at him...

This is a place with feelings, and the people in this office are full of worries. Almost everyone can think of what they will happen after leaving this floor on the weekend.

However, the man who was not strong and could not see any heroic spirit at all when he saw it for the first time, but at this moment he squeezed out a smile. That smile had power that he had never possessed before...
Chapter completed!