How could you know this?"

"So you know?"

Dean looked at Daisy with a dark face.

Although he speculated that the matter of the Central Branch might be related to what Saul Aston said to him before, he had not received any relevant news before today.

This little girl knows this, but she doesn't tell herself!

Daisy snorted coldly: "So what, Dean, you're a liar. The hot pot I promised to me last time was not fulfilled. Why should I tell you this!"

Dean: "."

Damn, forgot!

This girl is so slim.

On the Central Branch, there are members of the Operations Department, not counting as civil servants, and there are about 2,000 people.

Although not all of them work here, the area occupied is quite large, and there are special parking lots to ensure that each patrolman has one or two police cars that can be used at any time.

Los Angeles Z House is not short of money.

So Dean and his new office environment are not shabby. They are next to Hawke and others, and they own a large office and an independent Inspector's office.

Under Hawke's leadership.

Everyone visited the police station first.

Dean has a great reputation in the central branch.

Along the way.

From time to time, there were good-looking policewomen who came up to say hello to him.

Of course, Harry's "ex-girlfriend" is indispensable. He came over to ask him about his well-being, which made Harry shrank, and he felt a little regretful about following Dean.

Because those "ex-girlfriends" are not young, just like wolves or tigers, their eyes when they look at him are full of "love".

Harry was very worried that he would not be able to resist it for a long time after coming here to work.

After understanding the details here.

Dean and the other two finally arrived at their office.

Needless to say, Dean.

He is an independent office, which is a larger area than Mengen's office.

Next to it is a small compartment.

There is Daisy's desk, which is one with Dean's office.

She turned dark and looked at Hawke: "Man, why is my office not outside, but the compartment? This makes me look like the secretary of this guy Dean!"

Hawke was a little innocent: "Sorry, I don't know."

If it weren't for his intentional wink at Dean when he was speaking, he would have been even more sincere.

Dean secretly gave Hawke a thumbs up, coughed, and said seriously: "Daisy, don't think too much. We are here to solve the case and serve the citizens. It's not about enjoying the happiness. At worst, I can let me

Captain Hunter, I’ll give you a separate batch of TV.”

Daisy imagined herself lying in the cubicle, eating and watching TV, and then she hummed proudly and no longer had any objections.

This is done.

Harry looked at Dean again with a bitter taste: "Then I have such a large office area, I will never be the only one in the future, right?"

Dean, this bastard, took Daisy to huddle inside and play.

Playing minesweeping alone outside.

What do you think, how weird!

Dean shrugged:

"Man, don't think too much, Robert's brother has submitted his application.

At most two weeks, he will come to accompany you. In addition, when there is no case, you can act freely in the branch. I think your daughter needs a mother, which is a good opportunity."

Hawke, who was standing beside him, took off his hat, touched his shiny bald head, and grinned at Harry: "Dean is right, your previous love interest is so happy to hear you come here to work. They

I even brought in a chat group and arranged the flight to make an appointment with you."

Harry's already dark face became even darker.

Before he was recruited by the grace, he was the patrolman here and had deep communication with many lonely clerks here, not the heart.

Originally, the children of the world.

Harry is not afraid of these.

But his kidneys can't stand it.

Fortunately, he went to work at the police station, and at most he was selling himself when he needed information.

As a result, now the person is back at the branch office.

Harry seems to have seen his miserable future.

He sighed: "Dean, OK, but if you want me to stay alive, I need you to make a sum of money for me."

"What are you doing?"

"Buy Deer Whip Wine!"

Daisy wondered: "Harry, you're so exaggerating. We're in the branch now, so you can just cut off those messy relationships."

Hawke sympathized with:

"Beauty, it's not that simple.

Harry's relationship is both famous shrews in the branch.

They are all single and can’t make appointments for anyone, so it’s impossible for them to let Harry go, a young and handsome guy who comes to their door.

The key is that those women are familiar with the law and have dated Harry. They know how to molest Harry without breaking the law. Unless Harry gets married, he will not be able to escape."

Speaking.

He showed a wretched smile: "Tell you a secret. When Harry first entered the branch, he was fooled by the middle-aged clerk who wanted to help, and finally was bullied. He was among black people, but it was rare.

handsome guy."

"this"

Daisy looked at Harry who had no refutation and said sympathetically: "Well, I've heard of some excessive things in the finals, but I didn't expect you to be the victim."

American troops, police force.

A certain culture is actually similar.

The police station is fine.

The crowded branch is hard to describe.

Seeing his indescribable secret, Hawke said it like this.

Harry raised his head and looked at the white ceiling, his mouth was very hard: "You guys think too much, I slept with them. Now I am not the same as before. I will protect myself!"

Dean: "."

What's this all about!

The previous case of the Fourth Squadron was actually called to the police center, and first transferred to the branch office. After the branch office determined the situation, it then transferred the case that matched it to the police detective department.

Because of human hands.

Many murders and robberies in the Central Branch were actually transferred to surrounding jurisdictions.

Now it's not needed.

At least until Dean and the others are unable to support it, they will not be the same as before.

Move to the branch office.

On the first day, they became busy.

After placing office items.

Dean was lying on his comfortable office chair, looking at the book.

The phone from Daisy's compartment rang directly.

Put down the phone.

She poked her head out of the compartment: "Dean, someone reported the case and said that their son was shot and killed. The patrolman went to check the scene and found the burned car of the other party."

"knew!"

Dean got up and stretched.

Finally come to live!
Chapter completed!