The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

The government has always been inefficient, and even the Extraordinary Affairs Committee has inherited this bad habit of the government.

Even if there are many urgent matters of the Extraordinary, the committee members still have the face of politicians.

They will never deal with it without delaying for a period of time.

Then they call it a discussion of a countermeasure that takes the overall situation into consideration. Any decision should be made after planning.

It really doesn't look like the style of the Extraordinary.

Of course, it is also possible that these Extraordinary politicians are in that environment and have to change.

This can be regarded as the subtle erosion of the sea of ​​spiritual power on the will of people.

Florian is in an office of the committee, facing two commissioners from the Internal Audit Supervision Office of the Extraordinary Affairs Committee in front of him.

They are specifically responsible for examining whether Florian has malfeasance and illegal operations in the Dror accident.

This feeling of not being trusted annoyed Florian.

What you should really examine is Count Edward's memory, not mine.

Bastard.

Next to him sat his direct superior. Deputy General Manager of the Damei Branch of the Extraordinary Events Handling Department.

Florian originally planned to solve this problem today and then go to his training area to prepare for promotion. Who knew there would be such a thing.

Leaving the obvious cultists alone and dealing with the people who should be trusted in the company is simply a denial of his work. It is also discrimination against people like me who come from foreign countries.

But this is his job after all, he still stood there swallowing his anger and let the two so-called commissioners investigate his related memories.

Privacy being invaded always makes people angry. He clenched his fists and thought about swinging his fists to hit the faces of the two unarmed and low-level historians opposite.

When he came out of the "interrogation room", the moon was about to set. I wanted to finish these things today and then go to Captain Jack for a drink. Now there is no way to go at this time.

His supervisor was still comforting him, saying, "Florian. Is it okay for me to call you that?" Although it was comforting, everyone could hear the contempt in his words.

"You should let go of such things. After all, you are from the countryside. And it is normal to review such a big accident. Don't have so many thoughts. Just do your work well."

But this did not comfort Florian. What he wanted was to find a place to vent.

But his leader did not understand the thoughts of his subordinate Florian. He kept talking about work and wanted such a laborer to serve him.

He shamelessly painted a big cake and kept instilling chicken soup for the soul into Florian, but did not mention the arrangements for people's livelihood such as compensation, food and housing.

"I have almost arranged your work. It's too late today. Come to my office tomorrow. We will discuss the jurisdiction you will be seconded to. I have thought it through for you."

"Don't worry. If you work hard, you will have a great chance."

"Oh, by the way. I remember that many jurisdictions are vacant. If you perform well, you may be able to stay in Damia."

"Why go back to that remote area like Navest? Damia's development is much better than that."

These words can often arouse the fighting spirit of young people who have just entered the society, and then be used by others to do things for themselves.

If you can survive, there is a slight possibility that you will become a person who paints a pie for others, but most of them will be a gun for others all their lives.

If you don't get along with such a person and don't want to become such a person.

That's easy to say.

Like everyone else!

This is the sea of ​​spiritual power in the workplace.

"I know. Thank you, leader." Florian said in a flat tone.

The words his supervisor said could not deceive him at all. What he was thinking about now was where to vent.

All things were arranged tomorrow, and then he would go to find Captain Jack, who seemed to be Damia's only friend.

It was still comfortable to be with such a practical person.

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Waiting for the next day, although he slept very late in a hotel yesterday, Florian got up early and went to the reception room of the Extraordinary Events Department to wait.

But it was not until eleven o'clock in the morning that the leader who was with him yesterday came late.

He saw Florian sitting in the reception room, slapped his head and said:

"Damn, I forgot about this."

"Florid, come quickly. I'll tell you about your work."

"It's Florian. Leader." Florian corrected expressionlessly.

"Oh, look at my damn memory. Florian." His leader patted his head with a wig and said casually, but without any regret.

He took Florian, who was sitting blankly, into the office and asked him to sit on the sofa and wait. He asked his secretary to look for Florian's work arrangements.

A moment later, two cups of hot tea and two work arrangement documents were delivered to the two of them.

"Let me see where you are going." His leader seemed to be looking through the documents for the first time and looked at them carefully. Then he continued:

"Ah. It's Garosan. The cadres we seconded are usually sent to the Garosan District. There is the largest shortage of police officers there. Of course, it is also more difficult."

He glanced at Florian, who had a blank expression on his face, and asked:

"Do you know much about Damia?"

Florian raised his head and replied: "A little bit. Garossen District is a civilian area. A small number of middle class people will live close to Kafka District, but most of them are civilians."

"Yeah." His leader nodded and continued: "It seems that you do understand. Of course, a place like this is also the most training for people. When you come out of a place like this, you will definitely be able to cope with all tasks."

"It's also the hardest. It's also the one with the most things." Florian added. "Of course it's also the most dangerous."

His leader suddenly felt embarrassed. He seemed to be choking on the hot tea. He coughed twice and said:

"Young people should endure some hardships. This is to train you. Do you want to wait until you are older to endure hardships?"

Florian did not continue, knowing that he was bullying himself, but this was the way to promotion.

Full of rejection of outsiders and strangers.

Thinking about a place like Garousan District, no one would want to go there. Those who had something to do would have run away early, and those who didn't would have to stay where they were.

As a seconded, so-called reserve captain from the countryside, swallowing one's anger is the main task at this stage.

After this period of time passed, I returned to Navist. That is to jump high and let the birds fly, and let the fish jump in the vast sea.

He took a deep breath and said:

"Leader, please tell me about my specific tasks."

"Okay. I like a captain like you who is pragmatic and works tirelessly. This is also to ensure the safety of the empire's extraordinary world. You are a hero." His leader continued to say meaningless words, which made Flory Ann was disgusted.

"Your efforts will surely yield more rewards, so work hard, young man."

After saying that, he glanced at Florian with encouragement, walked up to Florian and patted him gently on the shoulder.

Then, he took out the work arrangement and continued to talk to Florian about his specific affairs:

"Today you will first report to the Extraordinary Incident Handling Department of Garousan District, which is the Police Headquarters. You will be appointed as the deputy captain. You will be an intern for a period of time. If you perform well, it will not be a problem to lead a team."

"For specific work arrangements, you must follow the captain's arrangements and make appropriate assignments according to the situation."

Florian nodded while looking at the less detailed work arrangements, which was a response to his boss's arrangements.

He browsed through all the documents, filtered out the small part of them that had actual content, then raised his head and looked at his boss and said:

"I understand. Then I'll leave now. It's getting late."

"Oh, okay, okay. Go quickly. I won't disturb your work. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time, and I will help you solve it." His boss said quickly.

Florian didn't even say a polite word and came directly out of the huge office of the deputy general manager.

After taking a breath of fresh air, I cheered up and walked out of the grand door of the Extraordinary Incident Processing Department.

He stopped a carriage casually and said in a loud but very calm voice:

"Garusson District, Police Headquarters."