American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 104 104 Xenophobic Town

Gilbert explained: "It's a long story. To put it simply, the Investigation Bureau and the Witches Academy are in a cooperative relationship. The Witches Academy will send some new blood to the Investigation Bureau every year, and at the same time, they are also responsible for helping us train some

Witches, so the Bureau of Investigation needs a witch college."

Ron understood that the Witch Academy provides investigators for the Bureau of Investigation and also trains witches for the Bureau of Investigation.

For example, a witch like Irene whose heritage has been cut off may become a qualified witch after receiving training from a witch academy.

Therefore, for the Investigation Bureau, the Witch Academy is indispensable.

"Okay, no problem. Since they don't believe me, I'll prove it to them."

Ron decisively agreed.

Gilbert was relieved when he heard this. It would be best if Ron agreed.

In the evening, Grace refused Ron's visit again on the pretext of work.

In fact, having a job is just an excuse.

Mainly because of Melinda's visit in the morning, she felt a little guilty and restless like Jingjing, so she naturally rejected Ron.

Ron was also very happy. He wasn't satisfied with Annie's Catwoman costume last time.

Early in the morning, Ron walked out of Anne's residence refreshed, and then took a car straight to the Rhine town.

The small town of Lane, like most small towns in the United States, is relaxed and comfortable, but of course there is no shortage of crises.

Small towns are often more exclusive than big cities.

Of course, the security is also much better.

When they arrived in the town, Ron made a call to the police station.

So, at the door of the police station, Ron met Chief Hibbert.

Hibbert is a standard black man.

He's about the same height as Ron, but his figure is so out of shape that he's almost a ball of fat.

Ron wondered if this guy was investigating crimes on his belly.

Ron is not discriminating against fat people, but against obese police officers.

Because usually the police are not only a very dangerous job, but also a very physically demanding job.

If the police officers were all fat as balls, it would be hard for Ron to believe in the professional abilities of such guys.

"I'm Hibbert. Welcome, welcome Investigator Ron to our police station. Come on, please come in." Hibbert was very enthusiastic. When he saw Ron, he reached out and shook Ron's hand vigorously.

Then invite Ron into the police station.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time that an investigator has entered our small town. As the chief, I feel honored and unfortunate at the same time. The honor is that I have the honor to know you, and the misfortune is that the murder case in the town did not expect to alarm people.

Bureau of Investigation, I feel very sad when I think about these victims and their families." Hibbert said with a sigh on his face.

Ron looked at Hibbert.

He didn't know how true Hibbert's words were.

None of this is important to him, he is focused on other things.

For example, the facts of the murder case.

Time was relatively tight, so Ron said directly to Hibbert: "Who is the policeman in charge of the case? I want to ask him some questions. We can wait until the case is finished to discuss the rest. Let's start directly now."

Hibbert was stunned for a moment, then blurted out his words of praise, "Uh... no problem. I have to say, as investigators, you are really resolute and conscientious in your duties."

Ron understood now why Hibbert was the police chief.

Because this guy has a good temper, and his ability to flatter him is deep in his bones, but he does it just right.

If you don't look at the crime detection rate, this guy can be the chief until he retires.

"Pa bang bang..."

Hibbert took Ron into the public office.

There are more than a dozen police officers in the office. There are computers, documents and office supplies on the desks. Some are busy, some are talking quietly, and of course there are also some playing computer games.

The sound of Hibbert clapping his hands successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"Guys, this is Mr. Ron, a senior investigator sent by the Bureau of Investigation. Everyone welcomes him with applause!" Hibbert introduced cheerfully.

"Bah bang bang!"

Perfunctory applause rang out, and a dozen police officers in the office cast curious glances at Ron.

Ron was the first investigator they had met in all their years as police officers.

It would be false to say that I am not curious. Of course, there is also rejection in curiosity.

The reason is simple. The superiors sent investigators down. On the one hand, it shows that the superiors attach great importance to this serial murder case.

On the other hand, it can mean that the superiors have concerns about their ability to handle cases and do not trust their abilities.

Because if you really believe in their abilities, why send Ron down?

Seeing that everyone was acting perfunctory, Hibbert quickly emphasized: "The superiors asked us to fully cooperate with Investigator Ron in investigating the case, so I hope that everyone can actively cooperate in the future."

"Hello everyone, my name is Ron. I hope we can cooperate happily." Ron greeted everyone with a smile.

For a long time, there was no response. Not only that, the policemen turned around and went about their own business.

There is no one like Ron.

Ron smiled and didn't care.

Seeing the situation, Hibbert was a little embarrassed and quickly added: "Also, Chief Will, come to my office."

After that, Hibbert invited Ron into his private office.

Ron and Hibbert sat in the office and drank coffee for a while. It wasn't until Hibbert awkwardly urged Will on the internal phone that the guy arrived late.

Knocking on the office door, Will walked in.

Will is a middle-aged white man with a half-bald head, a big frame, but a dry body with no flesh.

So much so that his facial features are unusually distinct and even a bit aggressive.

Will's eyes flashed across Ron's face, then looked at Hibbert.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

Ron looked at Will with interest.

"You were in charge of this case before, so now please introduce the case. In addition, you will fully assist Investigator Ron in handling this case in the future."

"What the fuck, am I assisting him?" Will glanced at Ron disdainfully.

Hibbert frowned, "What's the problem?"

Will was unconvinced and said: "Director, I think we can solve this case by ourselves, and we don't necessarily need outsiders to intervene."

Hibbert frowned and looked at Will, "This is what the boss wants. Will, you must cooperate, understand?"

Will cursed and said: "Yeah, everything is a bullshit order, Hibbert, I don't think this is a wise decision, and I don't believe that such a young man with no hair at all can solve the problem."

Hibbert knocked on the table hard and emphasized: "Will, listen clearly, this is an order!"

"Yes, they are all orders. Who doesn't know that our director is a bastard who likes to lick the leader's ass? If it weren't for me, you would have been kicked off the director's position long ago, instead of seeing some shit.

Just follow the orders and obey them. Don't you know that it is the crime detection rate that keeps your position under the butt, not because you will only be a yes man?" Will obviously had a bad temper and directly sprayed Hibbert.

Face flushed.

Will turned to look at Ron, "You are the investigator sent from above, right? Ha, you are really young and promising. I really hope your identity as an investigator is not something you got by selling your ass. To be honest, I'm not interested.

I am concerned about the investigation of your investigation bureau, and at the same time, please do not interfere with my case, do you understand?"

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(End of chapter)