The Legendary Life Beginning from American Comics
Chapter 45 Inspector Edward is the one who wants to do big things!
Edward is walking on the road.
You can still vaguely hear the various interpretations of the popularity of this video from people outside.
"The number of views has exceeded [-]. Keep up the good work and try to get the official to forward it."
"Hey, Director Gordon has asked the publicity department to help publicize it."
"That's great. Inspector Edward's traffic is already ranked fourth among the hot searches on the site. Apart from the No. 1 Homeland Man saving people and the No. 3 Starlight winning the championship, it may even surpass the No. [-] Watt Company topic. "
"I see, Inspector Edward will become a household name sooner or later."
Listening to his teammates "cursing" him, sooner or later he will become a household name.
There was another burst of sadness in my heart.
He looked up and saw Alex's back.
Alex walked quietly in front, guiding him.
When everyone was backstabbing him.
At least Alex can be relied upon.
While everyone else was frantically swiping their screens and driving traffic for him, she was the only one who was so quiet.
you see!
How sensible people are! !
How dedicated! ! !
Entered the weapons depot.
Alex unbuttoned his coat and flipped the long hair on the back of his neck with his hands to let it stretch out. As Alex turned around, her long hair fluttered with her movements.
Checking ammunition usage is part of normal workflow.
After all, the police station has a number of bullets that need to be replaced after use.
However, the management of the New York City Police Department is relatively lax.
There are not so many requirements for bullet use.
In some places, when using firearms, you need to write a usage report afterwards. Even if you use a bullet, you still need to explain where your bullet was used and under what circumstances...
Moreover, he is a detective, so naturally someone else will write those firearms usage reports for him, and then he can just sign them and give them to Director Gordon.
As for why he is so familiar with the process, it is entirely because he has been registering usage reports for two years.
Generally, when checking the usage of ammunition, we wait until the end of the month for a unified inventory, but after all, Edward uses a lot, so there is nothing wrong with checking more.
Alex helped Edward take down the magazines and grenades.
Seeing Alex looking like she was trying hard to check carefully, Edward really couldn't bear to interrupt her.
"You touched it wrong. Those two...are not grenades."
"Really?" Alex squeezed it subconsciously, then nodded his head as if he suddenly understood, let go of his hand, took a step back, and explained nonchalantly: "No wonder I can't take it off, it feels the same."
"..."
"By the way, Detective, I have a few riddles here. Do you want to try them?"
Ok?
Why is it that everyone loves riddles recently?
But while she was counting bullets and weapons, it wouldn't matter if she guessed a couple of riddles.
"Go ahead!"
Seeing Edward's agreement, Alex cleared his throat, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes that was well hidden, so Edward didn't notice it.
Then he took out a marker and said, "Well, there are three questions in total. If there are no answers, I will use this to draw a mark anywhere on your body."
anywhere?
Edward hesitated. He didn't want to be painted on his face. It could be painted anywhere except his face.
"Can you not paint your face?"
Alex was stunned for a moment, but then he said happily: "No problem."
She wasn't going to paint anything on Edward's face either.
"Of course, if you answer it, then you can draw a stroke on me anywhere, um, or you can choose to stamp this seal."
Edward nodded, showing great interest. I won't lose. "No problem, come here!"
"Ahem... Listen, the more things are buttoned up, the more things are getting? What is something that men can never get too long for? What else hurts the shoulders, but women crave for it?"
Alex looked at Edward with a smile, and his fingers flexibly turned the pen in his hand.
Edward thought for two seconds.
Alex looked at Edward who was deep in thought and counted down: "Ten, nine, seven, six, two..."
"Actually, these three questions are not difficult!"
Edward raised his head and looked at Alex.
Alex always had a smile on his face, "Really? Come and give it a try! I will be punished if you answer the question correctly."
"The first one is, the more things are buttoned, the scars are natural on the body. Injuries will leave scars, but every touch will make the wounds expand, so people have to forget the pain of the past and look forward. , try to live.”
When Edward said this, his eyes were a little sad.
Forget about the backstabbing of his teammates, don't think about it, because the more you think about it, the sadder it becomes. The only goal in his heart is to keep a low profile and work hard to survive.
"As for...the second one, there is something that a man never gets too long for. It is naturally the number in his bank card. People in the world are busy and busy just for a few taels of silver, but these few taels of silver can relieve thousands of melancholy."
Money is something that cannot be too little.
When Edward thought about the krypton gold system, he felt sad.
His abilities all depend on lottery draws. How can he become stronger without spending money?Rely on removing the bald head?
After hearing these words, Alex's eyes suddenly changed.
These two answers were beyond her expectations, but they were reasonable. Her emotions began to become complicated with Inspector Edward's answers. She thought of the injuries she had suffered in the past, and every time she recalled them, she revealed a scar, and That sentence of "a few taels of broken silver" can relieve all kinds of melancholy, and it reminded her of the credit card she maxed out every month.
uncomfortable.
"As for the third one..., there is something that hurts the shoulder, but women are very eager for it, and that is a bag."
After Edward finished speaking, he saw Alex's eyes were a little dazed.
"I don't know. Am I right?"
"Detective, you... alas... win, come on!"
Alex closed her eyes. She originally thought she would enjoy the process, but after the three answers came out, all the emotions that had been brewing disappeared with his answers.
at this time.
She felt as if she had escaped into Buddhism and became a nun.
After waiting for a long time, she felt that Edward just drew a stroke on the back of her hand and then stopped moving.
Gone?
Alex's mood was a little complicated. She originally hoped that Inspector Edward would put a mark on her body somewhere.
When the answer came out, she no longer felt that way.
Edward seemed to be aware of her emotions, so he just spent a sum of money casually and didn't do anything too extreme.
This moved Alex even more.
Inspector Edward is truly a gentleman.
"Detective, hold on to your magazine. The grenade is loaded for you."
After watching Inspector Edward leave, Alex returned to his seat, holding his chin in a daze, but there was a little more melancholy in his eyes.
The door to the weapons depot slowly closed, revealing a person behind the door.
It was Edward Nima from the archives.
"Detective, come back..." When Alex saw Edward Nima in the archives, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Why is it you? How long have you been hiding here? How rude, you actually stole Listen to what others are saying.”
Edward Nima's face turned a little pale, "You...didn't you say you don't like riddles? Why do you play such low-level riddles with others?"
"What does it have to do with you? I think you should go back and do your job. Are your own riddles different and inferior?"
Edward Nima clenched his fists, looked at Alex's neck, and then released his hand, "I will think of a perfect riddle that no one, including the detective, can guess."
"Haha, Inspector doesn't have time to play riddles with you. Is Inspector Edward the one who does big things?"
"A big deal?" Edward Nima took a deep breath and showed a subtle and weird smile, "Yes, he will join this game."
You can still vaguely hear the various interpretations of the popularity of this video from people outside.
"The number of views has exceeded [-]. Keep up the good work and try to get the official to forward it."
"Hey, Director Gordon has asked the publicity department to help publicize it."
"That's great. Inspector Edward's traffic is already ranked fourth among the hot searches on the site. Apart from the No. 1 Homeland Man saving people and the No. 3 Starlight winning the championship, it may even surpass the No. [-] Watt Company topic. "
"I see, Inspector Edward will become a household name sooner or later."
Listening to his teammates "cursing" him, sooner or later he will become a household name.
There was another burst of sadness in my heart.
He looked up and saw Alex's back.
Alex walked quietly in front, guiding him.
When everyone was backstabbing him.
At least Alex can be relied upon.
While everyone else was frantically swiping their screens and driving traffic for him, she was the only one who was so quiet.
you see!
How sensible people are! !
How dedicated! ! !
Entered the weapons depot.
Alex unbuttoned his coat and flipped the long hair on the back of his neck with his hands to let it stretch out. As Alex turned around, her long hair fluttered with her movements.
Checking ammunition usage is part of normal workflow.
After all, the police station has a number of bullets that need to be replaced after use.
However, the management of the New York City Police Department is relatively lax.
There are not so many requirements for bullet use.
In some places, when using firearms, you need to write a usage report afterwards. Even if you use a bullet, you still need to explain where your bullet was used and under what circumstances...
Moreover, he is a detective, so naturally someone else will write those firearms usage reports for him, and then he can just sign them and give them to Director Gordon.
As for why he is so familiar with the process, it is entirely because he has been registering usage reports for two years.
Generally, when checking the usage of ammunition, we wait until the end of the month for a unified inventory, but after all, Edward uses a lot, so there is nothing wrong with checking more.
Alex helped Edward take down the magazines and grenades.
Seeing Alex looking like she was trying hard to check carefully, Edward really couldn't bear to interrupt her.
"You touched it wrong. Those two...are not grenades."
"Really?" Alex squeezed it subconsciously, then nodded his head as if he suddenly understood, let go of his hand, took a step back, and explained nonchalantly: "No wonder I can't take it off, it feels the same."
"..."
"By the way, Detective, I have a few riddles here. Do you want to try them?"
Ok?
Why is it that everyone loves riddles recently?
But while she was counting bullets and weapons, it wouldn't matter if she guessed a couple of riddles.
"Go ahead!"
Seeing Edward's agreement, Alex cleared his throat, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes that was well hidden, so Edward didn't notice it.
Then he took out a marker and said, "Well, there are three questions in total. If there are no answers, I will use this to draw a mark anywhere on your body."
anywhere?
Edward hesitated. He didn't want to be painted on his face. It could be painted anywhere except his face.
"Can you not paint your face?"
Alex was stunned for a moment, but then he said happily: "No problem."
She wasn't going to paint anything on Edward's face either.
"Of course, if you answer it, then you can draw a stroke on me anywhere, um, or you can choose to stamp this seal."
Edward nodded, showing great interest. I won't lose. "No problem, come here!"
"Ahem... Listen, the more things are buttoned up, the more things are getting? What is something that men can never get too long for? What else hurts the shoulders, but women crave for it?"
Alex looked at Edward with a smile, and his fingers flexibly turned the pen in his hand.
Edward thought for two seconds.
Alex looked at Edward who was deep in thought and counted down: "Ten, nine, seven, six, two..."
"Actually, these three questions are not difficult!"
Edward raised his head and looked at Alex.
Alex always had a smile on his face, "Really? Come and give it a try! I will be punished if you answer the question correctly."
"The first one is, the more things are buttoned, the scars are natural on the body. Injuries will leave scars, but every touch will make the wounds expand, so people have to forget the pain of the past and look forward. , try to live.”
When Edward said this, his eyes were a little sad.
Forget about the backstabbing of his teammates, don't think about it, because the more you think about it, the sadder it becomes. The only goal in his heart is to keep a low profile and work hard to survive.
"As for...the second one, there is something that a man never gets too long for. It is naturally the number in his bank card. People in the world are busy and busy just for a few taels of silver, but these few taels of silver can relieve thousands of melancholy."
Money is something that cannot be too little.
When Edward thought about the krypton gold system, he felt sad.
His abilities all depend on lottery draws. How can he become stronger without spending money?Rely on removing the bald head?
After hearing these words, Alex's eyes suddenly changed.
These two answers were beyond her expectations, but they were reasonable. Her emotions began to become complicated with Inspector Edward's answers. She thought of the injuries she had suffered in the past, and every time she recalled them, she revealed a scar, and That sentence of "a few taels of broken silver" can relieve all kinds of melancholy, and it reminded her of the credit card she maxed out every month.
uncomfortable.
"As for the third one..., there is something that hurts the shoulder, but women are very eager for it, and that is a bag."
After Edward finished speaking, he saw Alex's eyes were a little dazed.
"I don't know. Am I right?"
"Detective, you... alas... win, come on!"
Alex closed her eyes. She originally thought she would enjoy the process, but after the three answers came out, all the emotions that had been brewing disappeared with his answers.
at this time.
She felt as if she had escaped into Buddhism and became a nun.
After waiting for a long time, she felt that Edward just drew a stroke on the back of her hand and then stopped moving.
Gone?
Alex's mood was a little complicated. She originally hoped that Inspector Edward would put a mark on her body somewhere.
When the answer came out, she no longer felt that way.
Edward seemed to be aware of her emotions, so he just spent a sum of money casually and didn't do anything too extreme.
This moved Alex even more.
Inspector Edward is truly a gentleman.
"Detective, hold on to your magazine. The grenade is loaded for you."
After watching Inspector Edward leave, Alex returned to his seat, holding his chin in a daze, but there was a little more melancholy in his eyes.
The door to the weapons depot slowly closed, revealing a person behind the door.
It was Edward Nima from the archives.
"Detective, come back..." When Alex saw Edward Nima in the archives, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Why is it you? How long have you been hiding here? How rude, you actually stole Listen to what others are saying.”
Edward Nima's face turned a little pale, "You...didn't you say you don't like riddles? Why do you play such low-level riddles with others?"
"What does it have to do with you? I think you should go back and do your job. Are your own riddles different and inferior?"
Edward Nima clenched his fists, looked at Alex's neck, and then released his hand, "I will think of a perfect riddle that no one, including the detective, can guess."
"Haha, Inspector doesn't have time to play riddles with you. Is Inspector Edward the one who does big things?"
"A big deal?" Edward Nima took a deep breath and showed a subtle and weird smile, "Yes, he will join this game."
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