22: Chapter 17 Got Freeloaded On 22: Chapter 17 Got Freeloaded On Marquis obviously knew Billy’s plan.
He looked at the silent Billy and sneered, “Billy, are you willing to send your nephew to test that pack of hyenas?”
Billy’s eyes were cold, “Since Brian doesn’t have that kind of aptitude, he should be ready to sacrifice for the family.
You leave Los Angeles with the equipnt first, and if he manages to join that new departnt, then you can co back.”
“Okay,” Marquis nodded, as if he rembered sothing, he reminded, “You’ve been endowed with the Gift twice, although becoming stronger, the risk of losing control is greater too.
You’d better not go hunting recently.”
“I know!”
Billy said coldly and turned to leave.
…
A few days later.
As the end of the month approached.
On September 27, Brian finally received the recruitnt notice from the ‘Cri Experint Group.’
This recruitnt was directly sent by the Z governnt to all the professional talents registered with Z governnt’s email database, with the registration website link attached.
At the end of the email.
It was made clear.
No matter which governnt departnt you worked for before.
As long as you pass the assessnt, you can be transferred to the newly established ‘Cri Experint Group’ NW.
NW, is the acronym.
Facing this situation.
The upper levels of the Forensic Bureau, even if they wanted to stop it, couldn’t.
At most, they could privately approach their longstanding employees, draw big pies, talk about conditions, in an attempt to reduce the loss of veteran staff.
But during this ti.
All homicide case autopsy rights had been intercepted by the police departnt.
Everyone was not a fool, they saw the new departnt’s strength.
People aspire to climb higher, and water flows to lower grounds.
Anyway, everyone is working for the Z governnt, except for those who are not ambitious, no one wants to miss this opportunity.
Including so official forensic doctors.
They want to advance too!
…
Brian, of course, signed up imdiately.
These past few days.
He hadn’t received any new obsessions.
The chances of normal accidental deaths causing obsessions were too small.
Now, even without his uncle’s threats.
To gain more obsessions and beco stronger.
Brian was prepared to go all out to join that new departnt NW.
…
Brian was a proper, red-blooded Z governnt incumbent.
Registration review.
Was imdiately approved.
According to the email notification.
Brian must arrive at Ace Training Camp, located in the suburbs, by 10 a.m.
on September 28, which is tomorrow, for the interview.
He had heard of that training camp before.
Ace Training Camp, established in ’03, was sowhat remote from Los Angeles and had never been used publicly.
Now it seems that it was established for this Cri Experint Group departnt.
Just don’t know why it’s located in the suburbs.
But that’s not important.
After joining, he’ll slowly find out the reasons.
…
Taking advantage of the ti left today.
Brian decided to go to the pet hospital to see how the puppy Shi San, for whom he had paid an ‘exorbitant’ amount of money, was doing.
For the mother dog.
Brian was very grateful.
Her Gift not only returned him to the normal range of a young person’s health but also gave him a powerful Olfactory Enhancent.
As long as puppy Shi San could survive.
Brian didn’t mind keeping it until its death.
He was also a bit curious about the female doctor Laura, who helped him fulfill the mother dog’s obsession.
After all, at that ti, the puppy was almost out of breath.
How did Laura manage to get the puppy to eat again within an hour or two?
Now that he had Olfactory Enhancent.
It was a good opportunity to probe the situation.
…
Arriving at the pet hospital.
Brian was dumbfounded to find that the pet hospital was not open.
Not only was it not open!
The damn roller door was sprayed with various paints and graffiti, with words like whore, scamr, and other vulgar greetings!
A foreboding feeling surged in Brian’s heart.
He hastily called Dr.
Laura, only to find that the phone wouldn’t connect at all.
“Could they have run off?”
Brian quickly got out of the car to ask the people nearby.
To his dismay, he received thunderbolt news: the private pet hospital had taken off after scamming a bunch of people for prepaid services!
The ti they took off.
Was precisely the day after he had paid for Shi San the dog’s dical bills—the second day after the thirteenth paynt!
“Damn it!”
Brian punched the colorful shutter door in a fit of rage!
The people were gone!
And so was his dog!
Had he not just been played for a fool?
The neighboring shop owner shook his head at Brian’s furious look and said to a female server next to him, “Another unlucky soul scamd, let’s hope he didn’t pay too much money.”
The female server glanced over Brian’s appearance, her eyes lighting up.
She imdiately left her boss and ran up to Brian with earnest solicitude in her tone, “Have you also been tricked by that female con artist into paying a lot of money?”
Brian gave the server’s plain face a look and shook his head, “It’s not about the money.”
Others might have prepaid.
But he paid with his spirit!
Could it be the sa?
As a professional vehicle appraiser,
Dr.
Laura’s exploitation was the ultimate insult to his professional spirit!
“This isn’t over!”
With one last look at the pet hospital’s sign, Brian turned and left.
…
The next day.
Brian got up early and dressed carefully before driving to the Ace Base, according to the address provided in the email.
Over an hour later,
Brian drove through the mountains, cursing under his breath already.
Damn it.
He hadn’t yet seen any signpost ntioned in the email.
If he drove any farther,
He’d be out of Los Angeles County!
Why the hell would those jerks build a base so far out?
Don’t they consider the costs of transportation and construction?
Ahead and behind Brian, dozens of cars were also traveling on this mountain road that typically saw little traffic.
Another four or five minutes driving forward.
Finally, a large, ragged NW signboard ca into Brian’s view.
The sign appeared to be made of worn-out wood planks.
With the NW logo looking sowhat damp, as if the paint hadn’t completely dried…
Beneath the sign was an open field, showing signs that it had been recently cleared.
A dozen various cars had already snagged good parking spots.
Next to the cars was a group of confused n and won, standing bewildered, wondering why nobody had co to et them.
…
Brian had arrived pretty early.
There was still sowhere for him to park his car.
Those who ca after him
Had to park on the roadside.
By nearly ten o’clock, the small open area was packed with people and a long ‘stream’ of cars lined the roadside.
Brian casually surveyed the crowd.
There had to be four to five hundred people.
Among them were quite a few of his colleagues from the Forensic Bureau.
But they were all technicians like him.
He didn’t see a single forensic doctor.
He wondered if they had received special invitations or had truly decided not to switch jobs.
In such a strange environnt,
People subconsciously chose to cluster together.
Soon, these four to five hundred people ford several dozen small groups of various sizes.
This made Brian realize.
The direction of NW’s recruitnt was quite diverse.
…
At ten o’clock sharp.
Just when everyone’s patience was almost worn thin.
Vroom vroom vroom~
Finally, there was a stir from the distant sky.
Everyone looked up.
They saw a dozen or so camouflage transport helicopters bursting out from the mountains far away, heading straight towards them…
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