*Ah, this... is actually an unexpected gain?*
Holding the small notebook given by the director, after exchanging it for a side job as the warden of the death row, Leon couldn't help but show a rather sincere smile upon seeing the new badge that appeared on his panel.
*I made a big profit!*
Although the new badge was only of Bronze Level, both the wearing effect that could improve arrest efficiency and the ability to discover hidden traits of criminals were quite practical. However, this also seed to have made his badge slots a bit tight...
Currently, he had a total of six slots, with "Materialism" permanently taking one, "Connected Party," which improved work efficiency, taking another, and considering the upcoming undercover mission, "Elite Perforr," which enhanced acting skills, would also take one. This already occupied three slots.
The remaining slots needed to be shared by "Warden" for finding criminals, "Poop Scooper," which allowed him to communicate with Young Ha, "I Am the Demon," which enhanced the effect of sheep head and sheep heart, "Prince of Lutung," which enforced bows, and so on... Although they could be temporarily switched, there might inevitably be tis when he couldn't switch in ti.
*Hmm... it seems that if there's a chance, I still need to acquire more Anomalous Objects to increase the number of badge slots just in case...*
"Mr. Lyon."
After being given the appointnt paper, and seeing Leon's sowhat wandering eyes, the assistant to the Minister of Public Security softly called him and then asked Wen Yan:
"Excuse , are you satisfied with this outco?"
"Ah, satisfied! Very satisfied!"
Retracting his gaze from the badge panel, Leon smiled and shook hands with the middle-aged man in front of him, then asked:
"However, besides this, I have another matter that I need your help with."
Upon hearing Leon's words, the well-mannered middle-aged man smiled and then responded:
"You are very kind. Before I ca, the minister specifically instructed
to assist with all your requests within my capacity, so feel free to ask whatever you need."
"Thank you!"
Receiving the affirmative answer, Leon said with so joy:
"I wonder if the police departnt has soone who is particularly good at unard combat and exceptional in skills? Could you recomnd soone to ?"
Soone good in combat?
Upon hearing this, the assistant to the Minister of Public Security was slightly stunned, then said with so confusion:
"Mr. Lyon, are you... looking for a bodyguard?"
"No."
Leon shook his head and said:
"What I want is not a bodyguard but a teacher in combat. Oh, by the way! I don't want soone with great strength—I want soone particularly skilled in techniques who can quickly teach
so practical combat skills."
...
In theory, with a sniper rifle that had a range of 500 ters and the "Holy Spirit Pendant" with a maximum destructive range of close to 100 ters, Leon actually didn't need to learn close-combat techniques.
However, since the Rebels most likely had intelligence regarding the Holy Spirit Pendant, making this Anomalous Object that Leon relied on the most "banned," and the sniper rifle could not be used as a regular weapon,
To prevent himself from becoming an ordinary person who couldn't even defeat a chicken, Leon had to temporarily clutch at straws, trying to make use of these three days and two nights to see if he could earn a combat badge.
"I see."
After listening to Leon's overall request, the assistant to the Minister of Public Security thought for a mont, then said sowhat uncertainly:
"As for our police departnt... because we have a restrained attitude towards firearms and are not as reliant on them as the military, there are indeed quite a few people who are good at combat in recent years.
But combat is sothing that heavily depends on Talent; having great strength and speed generally gives an edge, so people who are purely skilled... uh... I think there actually is one! Follow !"
Leading Leon out of the office and down to the hall on the first floor of the police departnt headquarters, the assistant pointed to a photo posted on the hall's display board:
"Mr. Lyon, this is a photo from this sumr's departnt combat contest; the three on the podium are the top three, and the third place is exactly who you need!"
Third place... Holy crap?
Seeing the long-legged woman on the podium with bandages around her forehead, a bronze dal with a fist painted on it hanging around her neck, and a disgruntled expression, Leon couldn't help but gasp.
"Yisha?"
"You know her?"
"Uh... yes, and we should have a pretty good relationship, right?"
"Haha, that's even better!"
Seeing Leon directly call out the na of the policewoman, the assistant to the Minister of Public Security beca even more enthusiastic, eagerly recomnding Yisha:
"Miss Yisha is not only the flower of the Secret Investigation Bureau but also a genuine elite of our police departnt! In every skill, whether it's shooting, combat, driving, or investigation, she ranks at the top! Her combat skills, in particular, are consistently in the top three!
Additionally, although she only took third place in the contest because there are rule restrictions, many of the attacks on... uh... vital areas like the eyes can't be used; otherwise, the outco might be hard to predict."
"..."
*Don't think that leaving your sentence incomplete ans I don't understand you. She's especially good at kicking people in the nuts, is she? Is she?*
With a sowhat embarrassed smile, the assistant to the Minister of Public Security concluded, seeing Leon's speechless expression:
"In short, if you ask the police departnt who the best fighter is, I might not be sure, but if you ask who has the best combat skills, it's definitely Miss Yisha!
After all, given the female physique and their capacity to withstand strikes, being able to take third place in a competition with many dangerous moves restricted and without weight classes already proves just how outstanding her combat skills are!"
"..."
*Well, in that case... it does make sense.*
Looking at the images of the two "bear" policen with gold and silver dals, and considering their size difference with Yisha, Leon couldn't help but nod in agreent.
"I'll go find her myself then. Thank you very much for your recomndation."
"You're welco."
The polite middle-aged man smiled and said:
"I just helped save you a bit of ti. Since you and Miss Yisha are acquainted, even if I hadn't recomnded her to you, she would have eventually offered to teach you anyway."
...
"I won't teach! Absolutely won't teach!"
Contrary to the prediction of a certain middle-aged man, when Leon found the policewoman at the shooting range and stated his purpose, he was t with an outright refusal.
After throwing the earmuffs used for soundproofing into the storage box, the policewoman gritted her teeth and questioned the scumbag who stood her up yet still had the nerve to ask for her help:
"Do you seriously have the nerve to co to ? Do you rember what you promised
before?"
"..."
*What did I promise you before?*
*Um... when was the last ti I saw you? There have been so many chaotic things lately that I kind of lost track...*
"The dungeon! The dungeon of the Secret Investigation Bureau!"
Seeing Leon's sowhat puzzled look, knowing he had completely forgotten, the policewoman was nearly furious as she stamped her foot and said:
"Before, I got you a chance for a one-on-one interrogation of the Rebels, then found out our director was one of them, and the entire dungeon got blown up... do you rember now?"
"..."
*Oh, right! That did happen.*
After her reminder, a look of realization flashed across Leon's eyes.
The policewoman wanted to learn about the scarred-faced director afterward, but since he didn't want to explain about Anomalous Objects and was preoccupied with rescuing soone at the Rose Manor of the Massey family, he casually told her he would explain the next day. Then the policewoman nodded and said she'd wait for him at the office the next day...
*Uh... from then until now, it's almost been a week, right?*
And the worst part was, the policewoman had no Contamination Value, so mories involving Anomalous Events must have been altered by the Brain of the Evil God, aning the agreent between them was likely ssed up.
"Um... with a lot happening at the bureau, I genuinely can't recall our agreent back then... could you perhaps say it again?"
Scratching the back of his head under the policewoman's glare, Leon sheepishly requested:
"Also, I am about to embark on a very dangerous mission without using firearms, so I need to temporarily learn so combat skills, and the assistant to the Minister of Public Security said you're the best in this regard in the police departnt, so... could you please teach ?"
"..."
"Could you?"
"..."
Faced with Leon's thick-skinned plea for coaching, the policewoman, filled with anger, balled her fist, nearly wanting to punch him, but ultimately let it go in resignation.
*You've laid it all out there—what else can I do but help you? It's not like I can truly refuse and watch you head towards danger unprepared.*
"Alright..."
Rolling her eyes at the brazen man, the policewoman sighed in submission, picked up her belongings, and replied with a disgruntled hum:
"Go wait for
at the playground... just so you know, when I teach combat, it's through practical experience, so don't complain when you get beaten up!"
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