26: Chapter 20: The New Colleague, Explosion!
(Two in One) 26: Chapter 20: The New Colleague, Explosion!
(Two in One) “Guys,” Brian began, “this is the first eting of our sixth reserve unit.”
As soon as Team Leader Susan started the eting, she imdiately displayed a sharpness different from before: “My na is Susan.
You can call team leader, ‘big sister,’ or just by my na—that’s all fine.
Now, I need you all to introduce yourselves.”
After finishing, she glanced at Brian.
Brian was no rookie to the workplace and caught on imdiately, standing up to address everyone: “Hello, everyone.
My na is Brian.
I was forrly a forensic assistant at the Forensic Bureau, skilled in body examination and cri scene investigation.
I should be able to offer so help in the upcoming assessnts.”
Clap clap clap~
Susan led the applause.
The other three clapped along.
The most enthusiastic among them was the strong man who had given Brian a bear hug before.
This guy, while clapping, turned towards Brian with a smile, looking very warm and approachable.
The second to introduce himself was the older black man among them.
He looked to be in his sixties, slightly shorter in stature, with a tattoo from the side of his ear to his neck—a portrait of a woman, likely soone important to the old man.
What drew the most attention was the old man’s attire.
He was wearing a pilot’s leather jacket, deep blue jeans, and what seed like a pair of signature brand high-top basketball shoes on his feet.
Besides that,
A tal dog tag hung from the black man’s chest.
Brian recognized that dog tag.
Because it was the ‘King of Glory’ ga’s top player honor dal.
King of Glory, that was the ga his forr colleague Tom at the Forensic Bureau played.
Sowhat similar to Warcraft from his previous life, it was the most popular computer ga of the mont, without question.
Brian didn’t think much of it.
That dal was probably just a replica made by ga enthusiasts.
After all, he couldn’t imagine a ga that demanded extrely fast hand speed would have a yearly top player who was a man in his sixties or seventies.
The old man stood up, coughed twice, and then slowly said, “You can call Old Hardenn.
I’m a long-ti cop, although I spent most of my ti in logistics.
I know a little about everything and am quite familiar with so of the unspoken rules within the governnt and police departnts.”
On hearing this, Susan happily clapped her hands: “Very impressive.
I believe your experience will help us avoid many detours in the future.”
Everyone else clapped along in response.
Next,
The robust man who had warmly hugged Brian stood up.
“Fellas, hello, my na is Ivan, I’m 29 years old.
Before coming here, I was a detective at the Detective Bureau.
Moreover, I’m proficient in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, boxing, and I’m quite competent in handling the usual fugitive cases!”
Ivan was a tall white man, nearly one ter ninety in height, with bulging muscles all over, long blond hair, and a slightly unkempt beard, exuding a thoroughly masculine and charismatic aura.
Such an evidently tough guy could really give his teammates a sense of security.
Thinking he may need to rely on Ivan to take bullets for him in the future, Brian imdiately cast a friendly gaze his way.
It was Old Hardenn sitting next to Brian who widened his eyes in surprise.
Licking his dry, thick lips, his voice trembling slightly, he said, “You’re Ivan, the Ivan from the Teddy detective duo?”
“The Teddy duo?”
Team Leader Susan at the other end of the eting table voiced her confusion.
Noticing Ivan looking at him with a ‘friendly’ gaze from across the table, the savvy older man imdiately responded vaguely: “Sowhat famous.
They’re very good at solving cases.”
Hearing this, pleasure rose in Susan’s heart.
She truly had a good eye!
She smiled warmly at the last person: “I’ve looked over the files and know that you were Ivan’s colleague, so are you also a mber of the Teddy duo, Lo?”
The remaining young white man stood up and nodded: “Yes, Team Leader Susan, my na is Glenn, Glenn Michael.
I used to work with Ivan.
I’m not great at close combat, but my gun skills are decent.”
He emphasized his words when he ntioned gun skills, revealing a sense of self-assurance.
Brian silently assessed Glenn.
Glenn was about the sa height as Old Hardenn, around one ter seventy-five, white, slim, with a respectable face and a righteous deanor—soone who looked reliable.
As for this, Brian nodded silently.
It was apparent.
The colleagues this ti were all very skilled.
Maybe.
He was the only husky muddling his way into this group.
He had to work hard!
…
With the introductions complete,
Susan began the true content of the eting: “You’ve all seen the email and should know that we only temporarily hold NW’s law enforcent authority; in fact, in this batch of assessnts for NW, there are six reserve units like ours, and all of us are auxiliary groups.”
“Are there official groups, too?”
Brian asked curiously.
He thought of his Forensic Bureau colleagues who hadn’t appeared at Ace Base.
Susan nodded: “Yes, those people are professionals from various industries who have replaced the previous Detective Bureau’s Robbery and Homicide Division (major cases team).
As for us, if we complete the coming assessnts, we’ll also move from reserve to regular status, divide our territorial responsibilities, and will be provided with an official office location.”
When she ntioned replacing the ‘Robbery and Homicide Division,’
She looked at Ivan and Glenn curiously.
Their files were truly outstanding.
She didn’t understand why such excellent people hadn’t received notice of direct transfers, but instead ended up at Ace Base.
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