The legendary life of a manga

Chapter 13 Reasons for Suspension

suspended?

Wasn't it because I acted alone, without any evidence, and because he had some minor disputes with the Internal Affairs Investigation Section, that led to the internal affairs going through the procedure?
Is there another reason?

Lake slightly frowned and looked at his girlfriend, thought of another question, touched his chin: "Isn't it because of the program, if there are other things, why didn't you say it before?"

"Because I believe you're a good detective."

"……thanks!"

Mo Lin sighed and said, "Do you still remember the three drunken rioters you arrested in a bar half a year ago, and you severely injured one of them?"

Lake hummed: "They attacked the police."

That was when Lake was still single. Lake was looking for any love affairs in the bar. He finally fell in love with a beautiful woman. As a result, there were three drunk guys making trouble next to him. In order not to disturb his career of picking up girls, Lake So let me remind you a few words.

They turned out to be the first to do it.

Can you believe it.

Lake couldn't take it anymore.

Therefore, he was acting in self-defense, and he didn't draw his gun directly, because his skin color was white, not black.

If you were any other police detective, you dared to do it, and you would have opened a few holes in your body with your gun.

The three guys whose noses and faces were bruised and swollen didn't say they wanted to sue. Afterwards, Lake didn't bother to think about it, so he just forgot about it.

Don't these three guys have any background?
Morin said: "Among those three people, there is a man who is the son of the mayor of New York."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Morin said: "At that time, the police department arranged for me to conduct a psychological test on you after the incident, trying to make your psychological assessment fail and let you leave the police force."

Lake laughed.

It turns out that there is still this relationship.

Maureen looked at the smile on Lake's face: "What are you laughing at?"

Lake shrugged: "I think I have to thank the mayor."

"why?"

"I wouldn't know you without him."

"..."

Lake didn't take this matter to heart at all, it was nothing more than soldiers coming to block him, it's a big deal to quit this part-time job, it's a big deal.

the next day.

Lake got out of his girlfriend Maureen's car, stretched his waist, looked at his girlfriend who was going to the parking lot, and then walked towards the coffee shop opposite the police station building.

A cup of coffee in the morning can refresh you all morning.

The kind with five spoonfuls of sugar.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and there were many law enforcement officers near the police station building. Lake looked around, and his eyes fell on several tall buildings near the police station building, but he couldn't make sure whether Carlos was there.

After a while.

Lake was carrying coffee and the second group of Kevin Ryan, who was somewhat thinner, walked towards the police station building talking and laughing.

"and many more."

"what happened?"

"I tie my shoelaces."

Lake stopped at an anonymous complaint box at the entrance of the police station building, said this to Kevin next to him, and then squatted down to re-tie the loose shoelaces.

An envelope swished into the complaint box.

Five seconds later.

Lake got up and said to Kevin, "Let's go."

The third floor of the police station.

Three groups of office areas.

Lake was drinking coffee in his seat, looking at a file in his hand with great interest.

This is what I just asked the staff from the information department to find out. It is the dossier of the bar incident half a year ago.

Detective Joe Martinez came over too.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Joe pulled a chair over and sat down beside Lake, and looked at the file in Lake's hand: "Is there any clue?"

Lake didn't speak, just handed the file in his hand to Joe, and then glanced at the time on his watch.

The complaint mailbox downstairs was opened on time at 09:30 in the morning. It was almost ten o'clock, so there should be some news.

Just at this time.

The elevator opens.

Superintendent Montgomery came out, and when he walked to the door of his office, he shouted at Lake who was also looking at him: "Lake, come here."

Lake stood up.

In the Sheriff's Office.

Montgomery slapped a piece of paper in the evidence bag on the table, and then said to Lake blankly, "You did this?"

Lake blinked and took the letter.

next second.

Lake's eyes lit up, and his performance was quite good: "Sir, I'm applying for a search of the textile factory."

"Bullshit."

"..."

Montgomery's eyebrows twitched endlessly: "Yesterday, I just said that I will give you the special service team if I have evidence. Good guy, there was a just-in-time killer who blew up his identity and reported it this morning?"

Lake nodded: "Although it is a bit of a coincidence, it is also reasonable. My informant told me that this killer organization called the Mutual Aid Association did have a killer who defected. Maybe the killer wanted to use the power of our police station to eradicate him. Old club."

Montgomery sighed, his tone seemed a little helpless: "Are you sure that this killer organization is inside the textile factory?"

Lake nodded: "One hundred percent."

Not to mention believing in the plot of the movie, but to say that Lake is also in the assassin world anyway, not to mention knowing the headquarters of all assassin organizations, but several famous assassin organizations still know.

It's not that Lake didn't want to use his identities to eradicate these killer organizations before, but after thinking about it for a while, Lake gave up.

the reason is simple.

The benefits do not match the risks at all. Besides, he didn't come to be a police detective to protect New York, he came here to be able to cheat.

But now who let the people from the Mutual Aid Society piss him off.

Listening to Lake's promise, Montgomery took a deep look, then picked up the phone at his hand, and called the Evidence Forensics Division.

hang up the phone.

Montgomery said to Lake, "You'd better pray that there are no fingerprints that shouldn't appear in this report letter."

Lake didn't speak but asked, "Sir, what about the search warrant?"

Montgomery glanced at Lake, and said angrily: "This is your case, go to the court yourself, I warn you, even if you have this evidence now, but there is no search warrant, you should stay away from the textile factory. "

Lake stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"

Isn't it just a search warrant?

What a difficulty.

out the door.

Lake blew a whistle, and Joe from the three groups of office areas suddenly looked up. Lake made a gesture towards the elevator. Joe was slightly taken aback, then got up and grabbed his coat to catch up with Lake who had already entered the elevator.

Joe asked Lake, "Where are you going?"

"The court."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Find a search warrant."

Joe: "..."

　happy weekend!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)