Sinmonger Chapter 12: Night visit to the police station
Chapter 12 Night Visit to the Police Station
June 13, late at night, Paris police station
The police station is like a convenience store, open 24/7
George and Dick drank cup after cup of espresso that tasted really bad, and still insisted on fighting at their posts. They did not have a separate office, and their seats were in the corner of the office area. The two desks were joined together. Together, sitting face to face, they were busy until 11:40 in the evening, and they finally organized the information in detail and in a clear order, like a full-year adult magazine hidden in a cardboard box under the bed, you can get it in two seconds. Pick out the episode you want to watch
Dick came back from the printer, holding a stack of documents in his arms, "Even if the paper materials are completed, the order has been sorted, and I will do the rest of the index, you go back"
George was smoking a cigarette and tapping on the computer keyboard: "I've done it too." He inserted a police electronic key the size of a USB flash drive: "I'll make a copy to be on the safe side"
Dick glanced at him: "You're really not like the other young agents"
George stared at the computer screen and replied; "Oh? What's different?"
"Maybe it's none of my business, but..." Dick hesitated: "Few detectives under the age of 30 work as hard as you do"
George tilted his neck and stuck his head out: "Are you trying to say that I don't have a life?"
Dick replies: "Forget it, I shouldn't be talking about this"
"You're right" I didn't expect George to immediately say: "I just don't have a life, except for work, I have nothing to do when I go back to the apartment except take a bath and sleep, so when the police officers who were at the same time as me are all While dealing with neighborhood disputes or directing traffic, I was able to investigate serial homicides with the legendary Dick.”
"Hehe...it sounds like you're happy with a day like this" Dick laughed
"Do you mean the days when you have few friends and no women, see your family only twice a year, and only deal with pictures of the dead or murderers every day?" George took a breath: "Not just Satisfied...I love days like this"
Dick put on a pair of reading glasses and started the paper document: "One day, believe me, there will be such a day, when you look back, you will regret it, and then you will realize, I have..."
"Has become like you?" George continued
Dick looked up at George: "Yes, become like me"
"What's wrong with that?"
"Hehe...it's not wrong, it's terrible boy, if I could go back to your age, I would choose to live"
George crushed the remaining cigarette butts in the ashtray: "Can I understand this, what you feel now is that even if you sacrifice everything and be a good policeman for decades, you will change If not, innocent people will still die in front of this world, and crime will not stop.”
Dick did not answer the question, but instead asked, "Do you have any other opinion?"
"Do you believe in justice? Sir" George said seriously
"If I believe in justice, then everything we do at this moment is meaningless" Dick lowered his head and sorted out the information at hand: "The murderer represents justice, he, or she, did a few things for the people. Isn't it a matter of eradication? But why do we still arrest them? Because everyone has their own set of justice, and only the law can achieve relative fairness."
The data copy has been completed, George lit another cigarette and pulled out the key, "but I think, at least the justice in my heart is worth working hard for"
"Hahahaha..." Dick couldn't help laughing: "I'm looking forward to twenty years from now when you'll be able to say the same thing as the other guy sitting across the table"
"Excuse me two, is it Agent Dick and George?" A figure is standing at the desk between them at the moment
George looked up and glanced at him with a cigarette in his mouth. It didn't matter. When he saw that he almost fell off his chair and took a puff of cigarette, he said, "Oh shit"
The paper man happened to be facing George with the "burning" half of his face. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, officer"
It was almost midnight, seeing such a face suddenly appearing beside him, who could not panic, even Dick was startled, but he was only surprised, not so big a reaction: "I am Dick, who are you..." In fact, he had already guessed one or two from the other party's uniform.
"My name is Elliot Ness, I was sent by the European headquarters to assist in the investigation, hello" Paper Man and Dick shook hands, and then politely extended his hand to George
George stretched out his hand stiffly as if he had made contact with aliens for the first time. It was not until the two of them held hands that he frowned and said with wide eyes, "Sir, are you a transformed person? This is a certain technology?”
At this time, other police officers in the police station, including the prisoners who were caught in, were watching here, and some of the drunkards were sober when they saw this face.
Dick didn't expect the other party to answer George's snarky question. He said, "Sir, the Commissioner told us that you should not join the investigation until tomorrow..."
Paper Man said: "I've settled in the hl branch here~IndoMTL.com~ I want to come over to get the information of the case and learn more about the situation before dawn." His gaze swept across the faces of the two, revealing that A smile, but this smile is also very permeating: "I asked a police officer at the door, and he said that you haven't finished get off work yet. Since that's the case, I'll invite the two of you to have a drink. You can tell me the case by the way."
Ten minutes later, the three of them came to a wine shop a few streets away, and found an inconspicuous dark corner to sit on the paper man and took off his jacket. After all, hl's uniform was a bit dazzling on this occasion
Dick and George have a bottom line in their hearts. Judging from the fact that the Chief Ness went straight to the police station as soon as he got off the plane and packed his luggage, this time hl undoubtedly sent a practical character here. , it remains to be seen how capable this person is, but this attitude is definitely not the type of perfunctory case
It took about 20 minutes for the two police officers to tell the paper man about the basic situation of the three cases, such as the time, place, deceased, and abnormalities on the corpse
The three of them had already had a few glasses of wine at this time, and the conversation had begun. Paper Man had always had a good impression of their bitter police officers. After thinking about it, he asked, "About this This case, you have to change your mind." He paused, looked at the expressions on the two's faces, and then asked, "Do you believe in ability in this world?"