North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Silence for a while.

Dean smiled softly: "Agent Asia, if you suspect that I have hidden the electronic template for printing money, you can follow the procedure. As long as the superior suspends me for investigation, I will cooperate at any time."

Asia nodded: "You don't need to remind me, I will do it, and I hope that you, Inspector Dean, will not leave Los Angeles in the near future, or you will bear the consequences!"

"This is what I should do, but I must remind you that the counterfeit money case may involve the Skeleton Party, they are a group of very dangerous guys."

"It's just a group of little mice hiding in the stinking ditch, we will take care of it!"

Asia interrupted Dean, and after finishing speaking, turned and left without even looking at Harvard's body.

"Sorry, Agent Asia has just transferred from the CIA, and he still has the work habits there. Inspector Dean, don't mind."

Cheston gave Dean an apologetic look and chased after him.

"The CIA is no wonder that this old woman has the bad temper of the boss and her second child."

Dean muttered something in his heart, took Cheston's reminder down, and left.

Hostility towards Asia.

Dean didn't care, and he didn't have the arrogance to kill the opponent directly.

He's not really crazy.

If you are not sure, just wait for the development of the situation.

Anyway, even if Old Hunter confessed to being cowardly in front of the FBI, Munn would not allow himself to be treated unfairly.

Not to mention.

Behind him, there is Saul Aston, the backer.

That's the benefit of being a partisan.

Time flies like running water.

In a blink of an eye.

A week passed.

After Asia left, she never bothered Dean again.

As for the suspension investigation that she threatened

Dean hadn't heard anything anyway.

On the panel side, there was no information that the counterfeit banknote case was closed.

The case is still under investigation.

The only thing Dean regrets is that Haver's wife was not attacked.

Luckily, the other party survived, and was transferred to an unknown location by the people on Asia's side, causing Dean to lose control of Molly.

But it doesn't matter.

Even if Molly, a witch, wants to use Asia to complain that she pretends to be a criminal to intimidate and illegally induce her, she can't produce evidence.

Even if the other party presents evidence.

This kind of complaint will eventually fall on Meng En, the new supervisor of the Internal Affairs Investigation Section.

Meng En is willing to be cruel to Dean?

They are all their own people.

The final result is nothing more than turning big things into small things, and making small things into small things.

certainly.

It's good that Asia doesn't jump around.

If the other party is really jumping, then the members of the "Skull Party" will fight for their God and destroy the jumping clown Asia.

So Dean didn't care much about the counterfeit money case these days.

He has been busy training newcomer Carlo recently.

Carlo is Robert's younger brother. He is 24 years old this year. He has served in the army. After retiring, he joined the city's action team for almost a year.

After careful consideration.

Carlo finally agreed to Dean's invitation.

The recruitment of the Fourth Squadron this time was originally to increase the manpower for the Fourth Squadron, and there were four 'green channel' places.

So Carlo was transferred directly to Dean's subordinates.

After several days of observation.

Dean has basically figured out Carlo's characteristics: he is proficient in Brazilian war dance, and his pistols and rifles are very good.

Fortunately, Harry is a mix-and-match type.

He can get along well with anyone.

Now there is only one suitable case to give Carlo a run-in and let him adapt to Dean's rhythm.

afternoon.

Just when Dean felt that today was another day of fishing, and was going to Daisy's house to check on her injury.

Hawk walked in.

He glanced at the cubicle first, and asked curiously, "Hasn't Daisy come to work yet?"

"Anyway, she's fine recently, so I'll let her rest with pay." Dean played with a bullet, looking a little lazy.

"You are so generous that I want to hang out with you."

Hawk put a document on the table enviously:

"The port received a call to the police. There was a death case on board the Elizabeth cruise ship. The deceased was a 21-year-old male model. He was also a college student who asked for leave to earn extra money.

This is the profile of the deceased.

Probably tomorrow morning, the cruise ship will dock at the port. "

Dean took the document and asked curiously, "Is this a gambling ship?"

Hawk shook his head:

"No, if this is a gambling boat, then we will not receive a report at all, because in the high seas, there is no difference between the death of a person and the death of a trash fish.

I only know that the Elizabeth cruise ship is the private property of a rich woman in Los Angeles.

There are many rich women in Los Angeles who inherit their husband’s inheritance. They have a lot of money and are lonely, so they often hold some slutty activities, and because they are worried about being photographed by paparazzi, they make the meeting place very hidden. "

All right.

The opening silver party actually sailed the cruise ship to the high seas.

Rich people really know how to play.

Farewell Hawke.

Dean picks up the file and starts flipping through it.

According to the data display.

The deceased was identified as George, a sophomore at the USC School of Drama in Los Angeles.

This school has produced many Hollywood stars.

The only downside.

It's just that the tuition is too expensive.

Therefore, there are quite a few dream-chasing boys and girls who rely on transactions to maintain their daily expenses and dream of chasing stars.

George is clearly one of them.

This guy is very ambitious, and even has an independent community on the Internet, where he often posts photos of himself working out.

According to the URL on the profile.

Dean logged into the computer and found George's exclusive community.

"Hey, I have a good figure. I should have put a lot of effort into my body. The figure is also in line with the appetite of those middle-aged aunts. I just don't know how about endurance."

Food and sex, sex also.

After seeing the photo of this guy, Dean wondered if it was because he was too attractive, and finally died of exhaustion.

This situation is very common in overfitting men.

They seem to be strong, but because of excessive pressure on the body, the body is in a state of high load for a long time. Once they encounter excessive X stimulation, there is a risk of sudden death.

"Forget it, what's going on, I'll find out after taking a look at the corpse tomorrow."

Dean put away the files and stretched.

get off work!

Outside the inspector's office.

Harry and Carlo were frantically using the office computer, typing on the keyboard.

They are not working hard, but playing a pixel villain battle game that has become very popular recently.

"Hey, guys, there is a case tomorrow, so I leave work early today, and come over early tomorrow!" Dean looked at the two young Internet addicts and couldn't help but remind him.

If he remembers correctly.

These two guys seem to have been in the office all night yesterday!

Is this broken game so fun?

Hear reminder.

Harry didn't look back: "Got it, Dean, you go back first."

Carlo on the side also opened his bloodshot eyes, concentrating on controlling the villain on the computer, avoiding all kinds of hidden weapons flying in, with a look of being deeply involved.

Depend on!

If you're listless tomorrow, let's see how I can help you quit your internet addiction!

Punch out of get off work.

Dean drove to buy gifts and came to Daisy's house.

Daisy's home is in a village in the suburbs.

She usually stays in the rental house of her girlfriend, but this time she ran back home to recuperate because of her injury.

to the place.

Before getting out of the car, Dean saw Daisy leisurely swinging on the swing, eating snacks, and reading comic books in the small farm yard ahead.

Next to her, there was a middle-aged man with a strong build, holding a sharp knife, who was dismembering an elk with all his strength, wiping the hot blood spattered on his face from time to time, which looked a little scary.

"No wonder Daisy's psychological quality is good"

Dean carried the gift, pushed open the car door, and called softly into the yard: "Daisy."

Daisy was sucking her finger.

Hearing someone call his name, he raised his head and looked outside, his delicate smiling face shrugged: "Dean, I'm enjoying my vacation, and I really don't want to see you appear in front of me."

Dean: "."

This little girl, resting for a week is not enough, she is a little bit on the nose!

His cry also attracted the middle-aged man who looked like a butcher.

There was a snap.

With a flick of his hand, he inserted the blood-stained sharp knife on the chopping board, wiped his bloody face, looked at Dean, and then at his daughter, with amazement in his eyes: "Daisy, my precious daughter, I am Are you hallucinating?"

"Shut up!"

Daisy rolled her eyes at her butcher father, jumped off the swing, ran out of the yard, and pulled Dean back into the car.

She snatched the gift box from Dean's hand and found some delicious snacks inside, then nodded with satisfaction: "For the sake of these snacks, I don't blame you for disturbing me, but I want to go It's not enough to go to work, you still owe me a hot pot meal!"

"I'll invite you tomorrow." Dean asked curiously, "By the way, Daisy, why is your father so surprised by my arrival?"

Daisy was carrying a gift bag of snacks, showing a coquettish smile: "Want to know? If you continue to miss the appointment tomorrow, I will tell you the answer!"

finished.

With the harvest, she got out of the car and ran back to the house directly, not giving Dean a chance to take her directly to work.

Dean didn't care either.

He came to find Daisy today because he needed her help to get the information of those rich women tomorrow.

This thing can be done with the internet.

It didn't matter whether Daisy went to the office or not.

before leaving.

Daisy's father, still looking at Dean's car, seemed to be hesitating whether to say hello to Dean.

see.

Dean pulled down the car window and asked Daisy's father, "Nice to meet you, I'm Dean, Daisy's friend."

"Nice to meet you too, handsome boy." Dad Daisy grinned, looking like a bloodthirsty butcher.

"Do you know me? Because I feel that you seem to be surprised by my arrival?"

Daisy didn't say anything, and Dean asked her dad directly.

Daisy's father had no intention of hiding anything from his daughter.

He explained: "I don't know you, and Daisy hasn't said anything about her friends. I was surprised because since Daisy almost castrated the neighbor's son when she was fifteen years old, she has never said anything about her friends." And no friends of the opposite sex came to the house to look for her."

Dean: "."

Not!

It seems that tomorrow's hot pot meal can't be saved.

Go back to your rented apartment.

Dean made a phone call first, had a conversation with his mother on the phone for a while, and after maintaining a relationship with the little rich woman Neil who was far away in Las Vegas, he lazily threw himself on the sofa.

His consciousness sank.

next moment.

A void panel comes to mind:

【Detective panel】

"Character: Dean

Level: 18 (600/3400)

Spirit: 15 (maximum)

Strength: 14

Speed: 15 (limit)

Stamina: 13

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Ancient Muay Thai Mastery, Akaz School-Mind Reading L3, Trace Tracking L2, Beast Taming L1, slightly (click to open).

Attribute points: 1

Skill Points: 2

Completed cases: 18, details are omitted. "

"I don't know how long it will take to settle the counterfeit money case at the FBI. It's better to use these skill attribute points first."

Dean's heart skipped a beat.

The stamina attribute has been increased from 13 to 14 points.

After familiar changes.

Dean picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and held it until he reached the limit for about five minutes, and let out a foul breath.

Five minutes is nothing in front of professionally trained divers.

But Dean relies on pure physical fitness to achieve this.

That's it.

He can become the top diver and marathon runner by training casually.

Add attribute points.

Dean set his sights on the skill points.

Needless to say, mind reading.

This thing, the level is too high, it affects the mind, just skip it.

The only practical skills that Dean can choose from are 'trace tracking' and 'beast taming'.

Needless to say, trace tracking has given Dean a lot of help during this period.

Animal taming

Dean resisted his urge to add skill points to beast taming, and chose to upgrade 'trace tracking'.

Skill points: 2→0.

Trace tracing: L2→L3.

Memory instillation is equivalent to deep learning.

Open your eyes again.

Dean was surprised to find that his ordinary residence was full of "layers", as if the three-dimensional stereogram had been transformed into layers of two-dimensional vision and senses, highlighting the originally inconspicuous traces in the vision by category. .

In human terms.

It was probably because Dean saw a girl before, and with a glance, he could probably estimate the other's measurements and height to be close to ten.

So now, not only can he observe multiple targets at the same time, but he can also infer the measurements, height, approximate weight, left and right handedness, walking habits, etc. of those target girls at one time.

All in all.

Cooperate with my 15-point spiritual attribute and L3 mind-reading skills.

Dean found himself on the human radar.

Staying up late hurts the kidneys.

Not advisable.

After training to get used to it.

Dean showers early and goes to bed.

the next day.

Dean, who was full of energy, drove his own Hummer to the Central Sub-bureau.

Haven't entered the office yet.

The sound of crackling keyboards came from the office.

Dean: "."

Harry and Carlo, the two hairy guys, didn't they stay up all night yesterday!

The game is so fun?

Dean squeezed his fist and kicked open the door of the office!

half an hour later.

Harry and Carlo, with bruised noses and swollen faces, looked like chickens pecking at rice, with two black eye bags and little heads, followed Dean to the port.

Thanks to the two book friends 'Blue Wood' and '20200510022929734' for their rewards, and thanks to the two bosses!

There is also a chapter on last month's monthly pass update, but it is estimated to be after twelve o'clock, and it may be released tomorrow morning, so let's read it tomorrow.

Good night!