Misty, a young African American woman, drove her car and turned her mouth. "Chief, we've been patrolling the area at random recently. Apart from catching a few thieves, all the others who sell weeds, rob and force can't be seen. I think there's something wrong with it. "

"What's the problem?" the middle-aged white man raised his eyebrows

Misty: "this is Clinton District, the legendary hell kitchen. There were several major murders at the end of last year. What have they become this year? Apart from the dilapidated house, the public security is no worse than that of the upper west district. Is that reasonable? "

The middle-aged white man smiled: "so? Do you think it's going to be so chaotic all the time? "

Misty shook his head: "of course not, but It doesn't seem to have anything to do with us. Boss, you gave me a shot before you came here, saying that you should risk your life to have some effect. Now... "

Middle aged white people scratch their heads unconsciously.

He has always been very stable, but at the moment, facing the gripping problem of the iron man, he felt full of embarrassment.

I knew that I would not talk about the situation so seriously, which made my general full of fighting spirit and no place to vent, so I could only pull her out to patrol the street. He sighed in his heart.

"Haven't you heard the wind?" He finally said, "there are too many superheroes here. Not only the Clinton area, but Manhattan as a whole has become unfit for gang activities. Otherwise, it's not multiple fractures or concussions. If you go to see a doctor, you'll have to spend money. "

Hearing this, misty finally found the goal to vent: "shouldn't these be our jobs? Why should we let these "vigilantes" do it? They've done everything. What are we going to do in the 15th bureau? "

The middle-aged white man lowered his chair back a little and made his tired old waist more comfortable: "it's not them. Do you think we can do our best to clean up the borers in the 15th bureau? I'm afraid we've been shot and demonstrated several times by gang members. "

Misty grunted, "I'm not afraid."

Middle aged white man: "Hello, I have a wife and daughter. Am I afraid?"

Misty didn't listen to such nonsense. If he was afraid, why should he take over the position of the director of the 15th Branch Bureau, clean up the black police and rectify the interior?

But maybe he was afraid. No one wanted his family to be attacked by gangs.

But now the gang members are washed by superheroes one after another. The black police in the 15th branch are passive water.

There are no gangs in collusion, and many of these gangs' means cannot be used.

At least it's hard for them to describe the shooting threat as gang behavior, because everyone knows that the Clinton area gangs have long been beaten up and left the area.

There are no gang members who interfere with the vision. As long as these black policemen dare to shoot black guns, they will be immediately targeted.

With the full support of the director general of the headquarters, we will definitely take the opportunity to win one or two local factions as a breakthrough.

At that time, these people had no chance to resign, so they had to go to jail together.

Thinking of this, the fifteen bureau chief in the car, who had only been in office for a few months, also smiled bitterly.

Let's do it. It's too hard. It's not a good thing.

But it's not good to feel that someone else has finished the work before you do it.

Like him and misty, originally with considerable "courage" airborne 15 Bureau, ready to get through this hell copy.

As a result, they thought the target was iron plate before punching, and only found that they were facing a group of black heart rotten cotton after punching.

After a long silence, he said, "no matter what the future may be, we have got the 15 points back. Even if these superheroes don't show up in the future, we have more power to maintain order in Clinton District, don't we? "

Misty was dumbfounded for a moment, and he thumped the steering wheel with a bit of chagrin: "I don't like it. I'm not from the Ministry of interior. Why do I spend my energy every day checking the black police? "

Middle aged white people don't say much.

We all know that it is a good thing for his staff to have enthusiasm for work, and he will not attack her.

It's better to hold one's strength. Once people are satisfied, they are easy to slack off. In case of an emergency, they can't respond.

So thinking, he can't help but think of the peaceful and peaceful neighborhoods in the future. He doubts: is there any emergency here?

……

Two days later, at noon, I was walking in the streets of New York with Big Ben's face on my back. There was a middle-aged man with a face that could only be described as beautiful. He was Ivan after plastic surgery.

The split body in a hand-made suit is obviously different from Ivan in a simple work suit. The common point is that they both attract women's attention.

Big Ben's face is that kind of very masculine and handsome, with black frame glasses, tall and straight body, calm temperament, typical "elite class" image.

Ivan's face tends to be pretty. He has decadent and dark temperament without camouflage, which makes him more like a prodigal.

In terms of the number of women attracted by the two, Luke only accounts for 30%, while Ivan accounts for 70%.But many women will pay more attention to Luke after seeing more.

It's not that Luke is more observant, it's that he's obviously richer in clothes.

In places like Manhattan, most people are significantly more interested in money, men and women alike.

The two people walking in the street didn't care about these eyes, just walked forward leisurely.

Ivan raised his eyes and fell on the star sign on the top of the high-rise building not far away: "ha ha, rich people."

Luke: actually, the richest second generation on earth is not him

Ivan, after a while, didn't hear the answer behind him. He couldn't help turning around: "why don't you say it?"

Luke chuckled: "my intelligence is valuable."

Although he didn't pay much attention to marvel in the last life and didn't see any films later, the name of Wang Er generation, who owned a gold mine and had assets far beyond Stark's, still had a slight ear.

has only heard about it. He didn't even make complaints about the movie. It was only a look at many people who Tucao's movie was filmed to African Americans.

Luke, for the rest of his life, was not African.

This information is useful. It's almost useless in a short time.

It's useless. It's really a big secret.

Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to tell Ivan the "employees" during the probation period. The normal boss in the world would not disclose the high-level information to his employees.

Moreover, Ivan, who had left his life to check, was able to let the wind go so leisurely, thanks to the fact that the bad things he had done before were not serious.

The mildly evil are in Luke's hands.

Let this guy play a role and provide technical services for the "righteous police" in the future, which is also atonement.

At this time, they went to the central station.

Luke raised his hand. "Lunch first."