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Chapter 7 Humanoid Damper

"What do you want to see the gangsters do? Now they should have been put into the trial room and are waiting to go to court to make a judgment."

Director Stacy looked at George with some confusion.

"Ah... I'll thank them. If it weren't for them, how could I have the chance to be a policeman?" George turned his eyes and said righteously (open his eyes and tell lies). "Being a policeman has made justice, but I have dreamed since I was a child!"

This dream policeman is not the policeman of your beautiful country!

Director Stacy smiled and thought to himself that he had read the wrong person! Looking at George, the troubles caused to him by Hell's Kitchen were much lessened.

He nodded, "Okay, go and say a last word to them. I think you may never have any interaction with them in your life. Leave the matter of joining the New York Police Department to me, and we will talk to you when you come back."

George disagreed, but nodded obediently on the surface.

Even if these gangs are afraid, they will not be indifferent to the provocations they have waited for!

Director Stacy picked up the phone on the table and called a middle-aged policeman, asking him to take George to the cell to see the gangsters.

George left with the middle-aged policeman, leaving only Director Stacy sitting in the office fiddling with documents in the drawer.

After George left, the one-armed black female policeman just now walked into Director Stacy's office again.

"Director, can this George really trust? Will his origin have something to do with the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen..."

Director Stacey smiled and placed the documents in the drawer on the table: "Misty, you're too nervous. George's origin is OK."

Misty's eyes flashed over the documents on the desk, and a sudden look flashed in her eyes.

On the table, there were George's files.

All the files from childhood to adulthood are here, and even the seat numbers on the plane George took yesterday are recorded.

It can be said that as long as it is in today's society, all the information that can be recorded appears in this file.

Is Director Stacey a fool?

Obviously not. In addition to having enough professional abilities, a person must have political thinking and sensitivity as a police chief in a first-tier city like New York City.

At the command of Director Stacy, George's files were already placed on his desk on the way back to the police station.

After reading George's archives and confirming his origin, Director Stacy extended an olive branch to him.

Misty's concerns were indeed redundant.

"Director, what's going on with George's next..." Misty asked tentatively.

Since George is fine, then the next one is a colleague, and her attitude needs to be changed. Misty just simply hates gangsters and is not unable to be a human being.

"About George's arrangements, I'll have a good chat with him when he comes back later. After all, he is not a professional policeman. I think it's better to find someone to take him with him." Director Stacy threw George's information to Misty.

"Oh, by the way, please help me get the entry procedures for George. I'll go to the interrogation room to check it out. I always think this great guy can bring us some surprises."

"Okay, Director."

...

In a beautiful country, it is actually not easy to be a policeman, and it is not difficult to say.

However, all the difficulties, with the approval of George, the top director, were all green lights all the way, and the efficiency was terrifyingly high.

Before George reached the interrogation room, the procedure was almost done, and he was about to register George's files on the server and enter them on the list of personnel.

George didn't know this. At this time, he and the middle-aged policeman had arrived at the door of the interrogation room.

The middle-aged white policeman sent George here, and briefly explained to the police in the interrogation room, then turned around and left, as if he was not very interested in George.

George was too lazy to flatter these human-shaped dampers. He joined the New York Police Department to seek death. He didn't really want to come here to work. There was no need to be wronged and make friends with these trash people who wrote arrogance and prejudice on their faces.

Moreover, he knew very well that in this foreign land, he would inevitably face all kinds of racial discrimination against people of color, which is an old tradition of a beautiful country.

Of course, not all white policemen here are advocates of racism, and the white fat policeman in the interrogation room is one of the friendly examples.

When the white fat policeman learned that George wanted to meet the criminals alone.

"Mr. George, with the permission of Director Stacy, it's okay for you to see these criminals alone, but..." The white fat policeman looked puzzled, "These gangsters seemed to be stimulated. Their boss always shouted that they had seen you come back from the dead."

"Now the bureau suspects that they may be disguised as mentally ill patients and try to escape imprisonment. They have just notified the forensic doctor."

George's smile stuttered.

I thought to myself, they may not be mentally ill, I have indeed come back from the dead.

But who would believe this kind of thing if you say it?

However, the fat white policeman's words just now are not unreasonable. He can wait and go in and give some tips to the gangsters, asking them to pretend to be crazy and foolish after the doctor arrives.

They will definitely find an opportunity to get back!

George expressed confidence in them.

"It's okay, believe me." George smiled gently at the fat policeman, "Don't worry, let me talk to them."

The little fat man hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the door to the interrogation room for George.

George walked in.

A group of gangsters and the gangster man who led the lead were handcuffed to the interrogation chair. When George came in, the gangster brothers cursed.

"mean!"

"Despicable New Yorker!"

"You actually set up a trap to cooperate with the police!"

The only man in the black suit who took the lead was silent.

"Enough!" The man in black suit stopped the noise of his younger brothers and asked sternly, "George, what else do you want to do? This is the police station!"

The man in black suit shouted that he was timid and threatened with slutty. Unfortunately, all the little brothers were angry and did not notice it.

Fortunately, Yu Wei, a big man in a black suit, was still there, and the other little brothers also shut up, but they were still looking at George with murderous intent. In their opinion, this was a trap that George and the New York police colluded with them and dug for them.

The most taboo thing for gangsters is to cooperate with the police.

Unfortunately, they forgot that George himself was not a gangster.

George was delighted when he saw the state of these "good-minded people" in front of him.

Yes! That’s the state! After they get rid of their sins, they will definitely come to cause trouble for themselves!

"Bart, right?" George deliberately made a arrogant expression and looked at the man in a black suit. "You are such a bunch of waste, you actually got it so quickly."

As soon as these words came out, it was like cold water pouring into a hot oil pan.

These gangsters all started to curse, saying something ugly, and even yelled that they would show George a good look when they went out!

The interrogation room had a wall, all composed of one-way glass, and George was standing in front of this glass.

And after the glass, Director Stacy had already arrived in the interrogation room.

At this time, he was standing with the fat white policeman.

"Director, this..."

Seeing a scene in the interrogation room, the white policeman spoke with some concern.

He had already learned from the director that George was joining the New York Police Department.

However, for him, the police are just a job, and after get off work, these gangsters dare not take revenge!

"Don't panic, look on, I don't believe his purpose is to provoke them..." Director Stacey had a thoughtful look on his face.

As expected, as Director Stacy expected, George's next words made Director Stacy and the white fat man behind the glass fall into shock and dullness.

Even if they were beaten to death, George could say such words...
Chapter completed!
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