I Summon the Shadow Corps in the American Manga

"Yeah!"

Mayor's Office.

The tea cup fell apart on the floor.

The not-so-cheap carpet had a brown coffee stain.

A little old man scratched his hair like crazy and walked back and forth.

The phone on the table had its screen on, and an FBI notification text message was displayed on it.

"A very large murder occurred in the back mountain of Zigui Town. We are hereby notifying the cancellation of all activities in the back mountain. Please ask the police in your town to close the mountain immediately to wait for cooperation with the FBI."

"Hahahaha!" The old mayor laughed with unknown meaning.

It's as scary as a bunch of little kids getting lost and straying into a dark cemetery on Halloween and hearing the crow of an owl.

Kerry stood outside the office not knowing whether to enter or not.

In September, Kerry had little success training a group of rookie police officers.

After all, a group of otakus have already been stripped of their bodies by all kinds of information on the Internet.

Including but not limited to countless styles of small specialties that are abundant in a certain small New York.

So Kerry tactfully told the chief that the police department might not be able to defeat the old lady who went out to buy groceries.

The director readily approved the plan for recruitment through the Internet.

After all, the strength of this police force is worrying, and all the ambitious ones have gone to big cities to shoot and defend freedom.

As for why Kerry came to see the old mayor?

Because today is the day of the interview.

No matter in Eagle Sauce or anywhere.

You have to be tactful in your dealings with others.

The police officer who came before was responsible for the interviewers and told Kerry that there were so many interviewers that they could basically fill two large classrooms.

That means there are about a hundred people.

Although the United States is a country where mental illness is everywhere, although there is one serial murderer for every [-] people, and although the crime rate ranks first in the world, there are still normal people, although not many.

Many of these applicants want to get a decent job.

In fact, the monthly salary of the police officers in Fox Town can only keep them alive. After all, the town is poor from top to bottom.

But the astute Kerry proposed a policy of guaranteeing you a house after 30 years of employment.

And you can just pack your bags and move in when you get to work, so you don't have to worry about anything.

There were so many people killed in the last Fallen Angel Incident, and there were a lot of empty houses that were unclaimed. They were empty anyway, and they could be used to recruit decent police officers.

Kerry felt that he needed to adapt to everything and use all available resources at hand to get what he wanted.

Although everyone knows this method, Kerry felt that this method should be given his own name: Kerry Code of Conduct No. [-].

"Da da da." Kerry raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Ahem, mayor, it's me."

Kerry's voice sounded from outside the door.

The sound of objects being thrown in the room suddenly stopped.

Not long after, a figure pushed open the office door.

The white-haired old mayor had a kind smile on his face: "It's Kerry, what's the matter?"

As he spoke, he gently closed the office door behind him.

Although he moved very quickly, Kerry, whose eyes could follow Alice's movements and capture the moment of amorous feelings, still saw the messy scene in the house.

It seems that the old mayor's heart is not as peaceful as he seems.

Actually, think about it, as the mayor of a town, bad things have been happening one after another recently, and a combination of punches brought the old mayor to the edge of collapse.

First there were murders, then there were mass deaths of small town residents, and then there were a large number of unclaimed bodies found in the back mountains.

Kerry put himself into the perspective of the old mayor. If he had encountered these things, he might have felt broken inside.

"That's right, because a group of new interviewees have been recruited, so I need you to come and have a look." Kerry smiled and scratched his head.

"It's an interview, okay! Let's leave now!" The old mayor's eyes lit up. As soon as he heard about the interview, he changed his serious look and took the lead and ran downstairs with great interest.

As for the FBI and so on, Fuck tmd, just take your time one day at a time. I am already old, do whatever you want. After you look away, these things will not be a big deal.

"I heard that the FBI chick came to see you last time?"

In the police car, the eyes of the old mayor were blazing with gossip.

"Ah, it's to celebrate the sales of my new book, ordinary friends." Kerry shook his head, indicating that there was no such thing.

"Haha, it's just that ordinary friends won't come to Washington from New York to find you. I can't guarantee that she likes you, but I can be sure that she has a good sense of you." The old mayor winked, while expressing that he was very romantic back then. When he was young, he also had many confidantes, and he understood women's thoughts.

Kerry silently glanced at the old mayor's now sparse hair in the rearview mirror. He really couldn't connect the old mayor with the suave one.

"Maybe, we're here." Kerry stepped on the brakes lightly, and the police car stopped steadily on the side of the road.

The two got out of the car.

On the right is a two-story villa with a large area, surrounded by a large open space surrounded by iron fences.

"Well, this is the yard of the rich Mr. Carles."

The old mayor narrowed his eyes slightly. Carles was a bad old man. When he was young, he made a lot of money and harmed a lot of people by doing border business.

However, everyone gets old. When Mr. Carles got old, he chose to retire in a golden basin and return to his hometown.

Although he harmed batch after batch of people, causing them to fall into the abyss of pain.

But the world is full of reincarnations. In the last black fog incident, Mr. Carles happened to come back from the city to watch the dances of the young ladies. As a result, he was bitten by humans infected by the black fog and lost his life due to the invasion of the black fog.

Because of the special nature of his profession, Mr. Carles did not dare to start a family of his own, although he was merciful. Therefore, naturally there was no one to inherit Mr. Carles' legacy.

So this property was naturally incorporated by the town, and later Kerry wanted to use it as an interview location.

I have to say that choosing this place as the interview location worked well. After all, this villa is magnificent and grand, and the first impression is that it is not short of money.

Kerry took the old mayor into the villa.

On the lawn not far ahead stood five rows of serious-looking guys, with their hands behind their backs and their legs slightly apart.

Among them there were several huge men who looked like they could kill a cow with one punch.

"They are all the candidates for this interview." Kerry explained the situation to the old mayor.

Looking at this group of interviewers who were relatively strong and with lively eyes, the old mayor nodded with satisfaction.

Well, this is what an interviewer should look like. A police officer who is so weak that he might even be knocked down by an old lady's punch would be better off dismissed as early as possible.

"Mayor!" An enthusiastic voice came from the flower bed not far away, and the chief of the small town police station in casual clothes jumped out.

The three of them sat in the pavilion.

"Report!" The alert police officer whom I had seen in the back hill ran over quickly: "The mayor, the chief, Detective Kerry, and all the interviewers have arrived."

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