Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 81 An unexpected gain
[Because you are suspected of asking for money from the opposite sex you are dating, you have successfully activated the Black Iron Badge "Scumbag"]

[Scumbag: A male who is not loyal in relationships, has intimate relationships with more than one person of the opposite sex at the same time, or tends to pursue interests and pleasures and has bad conduct.]

[Effect of wearing: Your charm will be slightly improved, but your reputation among the opposite sex who want to start a family will decrease. However, for some opposite sex with special fetishes, your attractiveness will increase significantly.]

[Advanced route: If you ask for money from a close member of the opposite sex with whom you have an ambiguous relationship for more than 10 times, this badge will automatically be upgraded to the bronze badge "Giveaway Man";
Or, by using your own outstanding charm, after establishing close relationships with 10 people of the opposite sex, this badge will skip the bronze stage and directly advance to the silver badge "Sea King"]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): The mental damage you actively cause to the opposite sex will increase]

"..."

Mental damage... Does the mental shock caused by the abnormal object count? If so, then this badge might be quite useful?
After closing the badge panel speechlessly, Leon felt uncomfortable being stared at by the strange eyes of the Secret Investigation Bureau. He was delighted with the "unexpected gain" and did not dare to stay any longer. He argued with the female police officer and after getting the promise to return the file within three days, he left in a hurry under the gaze of at least a hundred people.

What's wrong with that bastard? Why is he acting so weird today?

Looking at Leon's inexplicably embarrassed back as he left with his neck hunched and back hunched, the female police officer who had won a small victory couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in surprise, and then walked back to the hall of the Secret Investigation Bureau with full of doubts.

"Isa..."

Seeing her walking back briskly, she seemed to be in a good mood. The middle-aged female police officer who had been eating melons for a long time couldn't help but come over and reminded her with a worried look on her face:
"Logically speaking, love is your own business as young people. I shouldn't interfere, but... you must keep your eyes open and protect yourself!"

"..."

???

What a joke! That bastard may have excusable reasons, but he is still a rebel! How could I possibly have that kind of relationship with him?

She did not reveal Leon's identity as a rebel, but instead responded with a few "hmm" and "ah" remarks, and after fooling her senior's outrageous concern, the policewoman walked underground in silence, ready to continue her work.

However, just as she entered the empty interrogation room, dimmed the glaring lights, and prepared to begin questioning, she heard the door behind her creak.

"Isa?"

After squinting his eyes to identify and confirm that he had found the right person, the male policeman holding a stack of files breathed a sigh of relief and waved for her to come out and talk.

"what happened?"

After following the man out of the interrogation room, the female police officer glanced at the files in the man's hand and found that they were the files of the martyrs' families that she had handed over in the morning, those files that clearly did not meet the deduction standards but had their pensions stopped in advance. She couldn't help but frowned.

"The military returned all the files and names? Are they refusing to reissue the pension? Or are they refusing to deal with those derelict officers?"

"Both... They refused to reissue the pension and were not prepared to deal with the comfort officer."

The male policeman said helplessly:
"The military said that being able to pay pensions until the child reaches adulthood at the age of 16 already meets the minimum standard. They are not babysitters and have no obligation to take care of these people for their entire lives.

With normal salary standards, as long as you work hard, you should have no problem making ends meet in the capital. If you can't make ends meet, it's best to look for other reasons and see if these people themselves are not working hard enough."

Not working hard enough?

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but that bastard almost died trying to support his family, and in the end, his family was almost destroyed? How dare you say he didn't work hard enough?
Also, have the pensions for the past six years been paid out? Apart from anything else, half of the pensions that the bastard family deserved were converted into houses in Veteran Lane at the average house price!

Damn it! You have the nerve to use the average house price to deduct the compensation for a shabby house that was built at least 60 or 70 years ago, far from the core area, surrounded by prisons or factories, and can't even be sold? You even shamelessly wrote in the record that I agree?

At the time, they were just a few children whose parents had died. The younger one had just been weaned and the older one was less than ten years old. Even if they knew that they were at a disadvantage, what else could they do but agree?
"I understand, thank you."

After hearing the retelling, the female police officer was so angry that her lungs exploded. She barely suppressed her anger and thanked the male police officer who came to inform her. She couldn't help but ask with a dark face: "Can you tell me, who said those words about not working hard before?"

"A supervisor of the Comfort Bureau, his name seems to be Will, Will Ryan."

"..."

From now on, the two words I hate most in my life are Ryan!
……

"Zi..."

[Shooting Master: With sufficient talent and extremely hard practice, you have successfully developed an excellent shooting feel, and your shooting level can be described as perfect.]

[Effect of wearing: Relying on the superb skills you have explored on your own and the excellent feel you have developed through hard practice, your shooting accuracy will be greatly improved when you consciously correct the muzzle aiming.]

[Advanced route: After completing 30000 live-fire shootings, this badge will automatically be promoted to the gold badge "Shooting Master", current progress 0/30000]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): As a gun enthusiast, your shooting stability will be greatly improved when shooting with a gun you are familiar with]

Finally got silver...

After opening the badge panel and looking at the [Shooting Master] on the slot that was flashing with a silver glow, Leon first lay on the spot and test-fired two shots, then retreated from the shooting position half excited and half depressed.

Needless to say, the reason for the excitement is that after the shooting badge was upgraded to silver, the effect was once again greatly improved.

Facing a human-shaped target 500 meters away, a bronze-level [Shooter], no matter how much he trains and adjusts, has reached his limit if he can hit the target nine out of ten times.

However, the two shots fired after the badge upgrade directly reduced the "hit area" by nearly half. Not only could they hit the target 100%, but they could even vaguely adjust the approximate landing point of the bullet, choosing to hit the upper or lower half of the target.

This is a 500-meter target where nails will roll when shot. If it is changed to a 300-meter target, it can almost guarantee that the target will be hit wherever you point. Under stable wind speed and light conditions, the maximum error will probably not exceed two centimeters!

As for why I am still depressed despite such great progress… that is of course because subsequent advancement has become more difficult.

"A total of 30,000 rounds..."

Looking at the four shocking zeros in the advanced route, Leon couldn't help but sigh.

According to my average shooting speed, even if I didn't work or go home every day and stayed in the shooting range all the time, it would take me more than a month to shoot these 30,000 nails.

According to the normal situation that I can only play for one or two hours after get off work every day, if I want to continue to advance, it is estimated that I will have to play for a total of 170 to 180 days, which will take a total of more than half a year. It seems that the shooting badge cannot be further improved in a short period of time.

Well...but you still have to brush it.

After looking at the sky and seeing that the sun had not completely set yet, Leon picked up the nail gun again and, under the desperate eyes of the two administrators in the distance, he once again crouched back in the shooting position.

Compared to the [Friend of the Devil] which requires a sinful soul, and the [Believer] who needs to kill the pagans with one's own hands, the advancement conditions of the Shooting Badge are simply too simple.

Moreover, after only half a year of training, I can reach the level of a "shooting master". I am already lucky enough. What else is there to complain about?
……

After shooting at the shooting range until dark, Leon first returned the sniper rifle to the Cleanup Bureau, and then walked towards the direction of Happy Apartment.

Because of a sturdy old man who claimed to be in "poor health", he originally planned to sleep in the cleaning bureau, and he had even told Anna and the others in advance that he would not go back for the next two days because he was busy with work.

But now that I have obtained the [Believer] which corresponds to the [Friend of the Devil], I might as well go back and try again. What if the hidden properties of these two badges offset each other and the doorman of the Happy Apartment figures it out?
(End of this chapter)