Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

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You have been granted NW temporary law enforcement authority.

Your law enforcement power will become effective at the beginning of the second round of evaluation and terminate at the end of the assessment.

During this period, you will have the following powers...

"Great!"

Brian jumped up happily after reading the email.

Even though the email implied that he wasn't officially part of NW yet, at least it meant he didn't have to face his uncle's threats right now.

He really was in desperate need of development time!

Who knows what tomorrow might bring.

He needed to rest early.

Brian sent an email to the forensic department's supervisor explaining his current situation and then turned off the lights and went to bed.

...

The next day.

Brian drove early to the Western Branch near Hollywood.

The LAPD is structured in three levels: the main station, the branch, and the precincts.

One main station, four branches, twenty-one precincts.

Some communities and streets also set up additional security posts.

The Western Branch that Brian came to had five precincts under its jurisdiction: the Hollywood District, the Pacific District, the West Hollywood District, the Wilshire District, and the Olympic District.

The overall economic environment here wasn't too bad.

The Western Branch itself also looked rather grand.

Brian found the security post and handed a cigarette to the middle-aged uncle who looked like he was ten months pregnant, explained his situation, and then the uncle directed him to the large meeting room on the third floor of building B.

When Brian found the place,

He saw only a tall, slender blonde woman who was playing with a Smith & Wesson M29 revolver with flashy and deft movements, indicating she was a real expert.

But those who still played with such revolvers now

Were either from the older generation

Or were the new generation influenced by cowboy movies.

These people liked to play with the American draw technique.

Upon hearing Brian,

The woman looked up, saw that Brian was staring at her hands, and a smile appeared on her collagen-filled face: "Do you like playing with guns?"

Seeing the woman's features clearly,

Brian's eyes lit up and without hesitation said, "Absolutely! I'm a firm enthusiast of the American draw technique!"

Although this "gun" wasn't quite the same as that "gun."

But that wasn't important!

Brian didn't expect to see this beautiful woman again.

It was like a gift from God!

The woman saw the undisguised joy in Brian's eyes and thought he was truly a fan of the American draw technique. Plus, with Brian's height of six-foot-one and his top-notch looks, now pretending to be all sophisticated, she instantly took a liking to him.

She waved the Smith & Wesson M29 revolver in her hand: "I'm Susan, the leader of NW's sixth reserve group. We should have a speed shooting contest when we have time."

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Brian nodded with a nonchalant air, but inwardly, he was thinking that he had to spend some time practicing his gun skills.

His human-outline shooting was fast but inaccurate.

No helping it, that stuff depended a bit on talent.

And Brian just didn't have that talent.

That's why he preferred explosives.

..

It was just after eight o'clock.

Still early.

To prevent Susan from discussing the subject of the American draw technique with him,

Brian took the initiative to change the subject and distracted Susan's attention with all sorts of bizarre cases.

These were stories he had heard through the grapevine.

But Brian had a talent for embellishing stories.

The fresh-out-of-college Susan would gasp in amazement from time to time or eagerly ask about the progress of the cases and the fate of the criminals.

This response made Brian realize that this beautiful team leader might well be a privileged second-generation gold plater.

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Fuck.

She's so pretty, and she's got status and background.

Brian couldn't help but think back to his physical examination when the doctor had advised him, "Mr. Brian, your gastrointestinal condition isn't very good; you should eat more soft foods to regulate your stomach."

He felt he should take the advice.

..

Under Brian's deliberate bragging,

Team Leader Susan's good impression of Brian increased exponentially.

What a rich experience in cases and autopsies!

Uncle Pavel even said Brian was young and inexperienced.

He clearly couldn't stand to see Brian succeed!

In Susan's heart, she became even more convinced that she had picked the talent of the talents!

After bragging for over an hour,

Brian licked his dry lips.

It was almost ten o'clock.

Why weren't the other team members arriving yet?

He was almost unable to keep the bragging going.

In order not to expose the fact that he was clueless,

Brian had to stop his storytelling, took out his phone to check the time, and then said with feigned innocence, "Team Leader Susan, is our agreed time always ten o'clock?"

Susan nodded in confirmation, "Including you, a total of four people; everyone is to meet here at ten in the morning."

"Soon it will be ten, it looks like the other three are old hands..." Brian prepared to continue stirring the pot.

Without suppressing new colleagues and isolating the boss,

how could he become a trusted confidant?

How could he make Susan reliant on him?

For a second-generation individual like Susan, she couldn't just be won over by a simple romance.

Because there would also be resistance from her family.

Only by making Susan habitually dependent on him, when her family objected, would she firmly stand by his side and tell her father, "Father, he's not the person you think he is! You don't understand him!"

Did you learn anything?

...

Susan's interest was piqued by Brian's words, "Brian, why do you say those three are old hands, do you know them?"

Just as Brian was about to continue,

he caught sight of someone at the door from the corner of his eye.

Brian turned to look and saw three men smiling slyly at the door, as if to say, "Go on, pal, keep talking; we're all ears."

Brian:...

At that moment, he felt like a clown.

Luckily, he had thick skin and quick reflexes, and he earnestly said to Susan, "Because only real old hands with true strength would ignore some useless rules. Strength is their confidence, while those who stick to the rules have little to no strength, that's why they don't dare to break them."

Susan nodded thoughtfully.

I see.

It looks like her choice was not wrong after all!

Everyone is a talent!

Outside the door, three men of various ages, all with previously stern expressions, now showed strong approval.

They thought they had encountered a troublemaking colleague,

but it turned out to be a kindred spirit!

...

"Pal, I like what you said, we're going to get along just fine!"

The strongest and most robust of the three men charged into the meeting room and gave Brian an enthusiastic hug.

Brian wasn't sure if the guy was being sincere,

but his enthusiasm seemed genuine enough.

Brian felt like he was about to run out of breath.

Susan watched this harmonious first meeting of her subordinates, with her pretty eyes curving into crescents.

She clapped her hands and said with a beaming smile, "Alright, guys, now that everyone is here, let's start our first meeting of NW's sixth reserve team. This meeting is also about whether we can become official or not."