The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 172 Five Star Good Citizen

Director George came out of the gun shop with a shotgun in satisfaction.

One more thing, Director George was amazed at the brain circuit of the boss who opened the gun shop in front of the police station, it seems to be called Stan Lee.

It actually has the same surname as that hell priest Angelo Li, how could there be such a big gap.

When Director George returned to the office, Misty had already read the information provided to him by Director George.

"Director." Misty stood up from the chair.

Director George glanced at the information on the computer screen, "Misty, have you finished reading it?"

"Well," Misty nodded, saw the shotgun in the director's hand, and immediately said gratefully, "You are so polite, director! The firepower of the gun is actually enough for me for the time being."

Director George looked at Misty in a daze, then looked down at the shotgun in his hand, but didn't react for a while.

After a long time, Director George came to his senses, tentatively said to Misty with the shotgun in his hand, "How about... give this gun to you?"

"I will definitely live up to the director's high expectations!"

Misty smiled and put her hand on the shotgun in Chief George's hand.

Chief George's mouth twitched.

Are you so rude? You are very polite!

This gun is equivalent to half a month's salary! He, George, has been in charge for so many years, but he has never had any corruption!

In the end, Director George also considered that Misty's next task was really difficult, and under the tremendous force of Misty's steel phone, he let go of the shotgun.

George took one last reluctant look at his shotgun, oh no, it's Misty's now.

He suppressed the pain in his heart and asked Misty, "Misty, how do you look? What do you think?"

Misty put the shotgun down against the wall, looking thoughtful, "If I'm not mistaken, I think the change in Hell's Kitchen started after this priest, Angelo, appeared in Hell's Kitchen."

Director George nodded. He had personally checked the information, so he naturally discovered it.

"So, I think that the key to setting up a police station in Hell's Kitchen lies in Angelo, the priest of hell."

"So, Misty, what solution did you think of?" Director George said expectantly.

Although he had never been in contact with An Qiluo, Coulson had told him that Coulson had been in contact with him before, and An Qiluo didn't seem to be very easy to contact.

It must be tricky to make "CIA" agent Coulson feel difficult to contact.

"Sorry, Chief, I haven't figured out what method to use yet." Misty said, "We don't know enough about Angelo, and there is no report related to his personality in the intelligence. But I can try first. Do it, try it out."

This is the police station, not S.H.I.E.L.D. The police station simply doesn’t know how to analyze the character of a person they have never met before. The information they can collect is also because Angelo recently posted on the Internet because of the Battle of the Empire State Building. It became popular on the Internet, and it was revealed from various channels.

Although Chief George was a little disappointed, he quickly recovered, and it wasn't Misty's fault.

"Okay, then you can do it, and you can tell me if you have any difficulties." Director George nodded.

If it was someone else, Chief George might not be so reassured. Even some policemen in that environment are very likely to be corrupted by the environment, collude with gangsters, or give in to the threat of gangsters.

But if it was Misty, he was very relieved.

Although Misty is a policewoman, she is tougher than many male police officers. When Misty just lost an arm, Director George asked her if she wanted to be transferred to a civilian job.

It was Misty who insisted on staying in the duty team. Chief George couldn't think of anything that would make her give up her mission even though Misty wasn't depressed even under such a blow.

"Okay, Chief, then I'll go first." Misty picked up the shotgun leaning against the wall.

Under Director George's eager eyes, Misty left the director's office with half a month's salary.

...

Misty returned to Hell's Kitchen once again.

The next thing she has to do is to gain a foothold in Hell's Kitchen.

Of course, before that, she still needs to do one more thing, which is to settle down for the police station—to rent a house as the address of the police station.

Although she is the only police officer in the current Hell's Kitchen Police Station, everything that needs to be done must be done, people can be recruited slowly, and there is always an office address.

Since all the changes are related to Angelo, let's choose the address on the street where the church is located! It seems that the rent here should not be too expensive, and the funds will not be used too much.

Looking at the empty streets with few houses, Misty thought so.

...

Billy was sitting in his office, happily smoking a cigar.

In the next second, a younger brother walked into the office and whispered something in his ear, so shocked that Billy almost swallowed his cigar!

"What? You said that policewoman came to find me to rent a room?" Billy frantically spat out the cigar, and looked at his younger brother in surprise.

"Yes, Boss." The little brother's expression was also a bit exciting, "That female police officer named Misty has appointed to rent a house on the street of the church."

Billy grinned.

Isn't this sent to your door by yourself to be slaughtered?

"Come on, let's meet this police officer." Billy grinned at his younger brother, "By the way, we don't need to bring a gun when we go out this time. After all, she is a police officer."

Billy deliberately emphasized the word "police", and all the gangsters suddenly laughed tacitly.

Since his boss came back from the church in the morning, he conveyed to them the meaning of Mr. Priest.

They are gangsters, yes, you, a policeman, come to find the gangster boss to rent a house to set up a police station?

Although according to what Mr. Priest said, they really need such a policeman to exist in Hell's Kitchen, but it is not difficult to embarrass the other party, right?

...

Misty was frowning in a humble real estate agency, waiting for the agent to find the owner of the house she was looking for.

The rudimentary one didn't even have water, and the cigarette butts all over the floor made Misty feel like shaking her head and leaving.

But there is no way, there is only such a humble real estate agency in the entire Hell's Kitchen.

When Misty saw a large group of people walking in from the agency door and Billy the leader, she unconsciously touched her lower back with her hand.

"Billy!" Misty pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Billy. "What are you doing here?"

Billy shrugged, "Miss Misty, oh no, officer, I'm a good New Yorker. I don't understand why you pointed a gun at a good New Yorker in public."

"Huh? Kind New Yorker?" Misty snorted coldly, "Billy, I know you! I can arrest you right now!"

Before Misty came to Hell's Kitchen, she had already learned about Hell's Kitchen. This Billy was one of the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen.