Demacia in American comics

The celebration that night was not as grand as Polly imagined. It was just a drinking celebration at a nearby bar. Although it was celebrated with the theme of welcoming the new year, apart from the official welcome at the beginning , everyone was just minding their own business, drinking and having fun, as if this welcome party was just an excuse, a party for everyone to relax and have fun.

On the contrary, Polly enjoyed this feeling. He didn't push the glasses or persuade them to drink. They all played their own way. There were even some who drank too much and danced there. He was also very happy to watch.

Of course, Sheriff Duncan, who had had a round of drinks in the middle, did not forget to enthusiastically drag the young man who had just joined the group to join the battle. Although the brown bear Sheriff probably just wanted to take a rest midway, he dragged the young man to join the battle. His actions clearly showed that he admired Polly very much.

After drinking until midnight, everyone went home. Some of them were already unconscious after drinking, and were thrown into their cars by Sheriff Brown Bear so that they could go to work directly the next day.

Polly watched the brown bear police chief drink from beginning to end, but in the end he didn't seem to feel drunk at all. He believed that it was true that those big men in ancient times could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

He was also a little drunk, shaking his head and slowly returned home. Polly didn't remember how much he drank. Anyway, he drank a lot, because in the end, Sheriff Brown Bear's little eyes lit up when he saw who was still awake. Looking for you, until the end, Polly had to pretend to be drunk and lie on the table, hanging up the no-fight card.

When the cunning and tough Brown Bear Sheriff saw the room full of fallen people, his bearded face burst into laughter, like a big winner who had won the final victory.

Polly's memory stopped at this moment, and he couldn't remember the rest clearly. He didn't even take a shower when he got home, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning he got up on time. Before the alarm clock rang, his body's biological clock woke him up. Yesterday's drunkenness did not seem to affect his physical condition today at all, and he was as full of vitality and strength as before.

And the most important thing is that the injury on his left arm and the pain all over his body yesterday have completely disappeared. It seems that Galen has also inherited his talent for tenacity.

He touched his arm with relief, and once again experienced the benefits of being healthy and strong, and subconsciously set a goal of exercising in his heart. If he had such a good foundation, if he didn't make good use of it, it would be a real waste of resources.

When I arrived at Police Station 114, I found that the atmosphere here was almost the same as yesterday. The police officers who were drunk and unconscious yesterday were on duty today and went to work. Except for the redness in their eyes, the other police officers were a little heavier. Everything is business as usual.

The fat black female receptionist at the front desk was still sitting there as before. Polly said hello politely:

"Morning, Sister Mary."

Mary, the fat black assistant, still responded with a provocative smile. Polly couldn't resist it and ran away quickly. This seemed to be her bad taste, and she liked to tease the young man who had just arrived.

According to the process, on the first day of employment, you should report to Duncan, then receive your work clothes, undergo training, and then start work.

But when assigning positions, Duncan looked at Polly and said:

"Let's take away the eagles."

Hearing the title of Heron, the fat Mary seemed a little surprised, and said something unintentionally:

"Such a great young man, if you leave him to Lu Ying, it will be difficult to get him back."

When Duncan heard this, he shook his beard and laughed, looked at Polly, and just said to Mary:

"Do as I say."

Mary shrugged her shoulders and expressed her indifference.

After Sheriff Duncan left, Polly asked curiously: "Sister Mary, where is this Heron? It seems quite mysterious."

Mary, who originally knew everything, kept it secret and did not satisfy his curiosity at all. She just smiled and raised her eyebrows, gesturing for him to follow her.

Polly stopped asking and started to follow Mary through the onboarding process. After all, they had to meet, so there was no need to rush for a while.

After a long file search, bad record history, family criminal history, physical health examination, etc., after a series of examinations, a whole day had passed. By the time Polly returned to the 114 Police Station, he took all the files to Mary. During the inspection, Mary just flipped through it casually and put it in the archives.

In fact, Polly knew that flipping through it was just for show. The detailed information had already been recorded in the computer system, and the paper file was just a backup, just in case.

After everything was done, Mary returned to her previous provocative expression and said:

"Great young man, you can report to Heron now. He will issue you your new uniform and badge."

After finishing speaking, he added meaningfully:

"The route has been sent to your mobile phone. If you have any unpleasant questions, please come back at any time~"

Polly had already walked away when he was ogling him. He stared at the map on his phone and thanked him. Then he said hello to Sheriff Brown Bear and quickly left the police station.

He had to hurry, he could always feel the playful eyes behind him.

Before it got dark, Polly followed the map on his phone and finally found the location. He originally thought that the place might be slightly smaller than the 114th Police Station, but at least it was an office location, but the reality was much worse than he imagined.

This is a place similar to a roadside toll booth. To say that the toll booth is an overestimation is to say that the toll booth is at least neat and orderly, but it looks dilapidated from the outside. It is a fairly inconspicuous place next to the eaves. , there is a wooden sign with several painted words on it:

"Mell Road Police Station"

Polly rubbed his eyes and once again confirmed that the location was correct, he had already scolded the brown bear countless times in his heart, but now that he was under the eaves, he had to lower his head. He had come here, so at least he had to understand it clearly. , and finally he bit the bullet and walked in, hoping that while it might look messy on the outside, it might have all the internal organs inside.

But there’s a saying that goes, most people’s guesses about bad things are more accurate than your guesses about good things.

The first feeling when he entered the room was as if he had entered an American bar in the 1970s and 1980s. The clutter and the strange smell coming from the shop floor, plus a few strong men playing poker with their legs crossed, and people beside them While sleeping, if it weren't for the fact that several people were wearing uniforms, he would really have thought he was in the wrong place.

He sighed inwardly and knocked on the door, trying to attract a few people's attention.

Unexpectedly, except for one of the sleeping men who raised his eyes and looked at him, everyone else was minding their own business and no one paid any attention to him. This reaction made Polly feel even more disappointed.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

After Polly came here, he would have some illusions about his first job, but the actual situation was very serious and shattered his beautiful thoughts.

Disappointed, he had already made a general judgment about the group of people in front of him. There were only two possibilities for this situation. First, the people here were as always, arrogant. Second, they pretend like this to test the newcomers’ patience.

Of course, no matter which possibility it was, Polly's first impression had already been made, and the original enthusiasm in his heart became calm, and gradually became cold as time passed.