I, Citi Police Chief, pay money

"A business plan for a food truck," Lao She said.

"Two days ago, after I got off work, Chang Wei and I went to Queens to try to set up a stall, and found that grilled sausages and other street fast food snacks are very popular. Not counting equipment and labor costs, five dollars for sausages and two dollars The cost of coal and sauce for knives allowed us to earn 120 US dollars, and after deducting the cost of raw materials, there was a profit of 110 US dollars, which made me think that street food is a project with great potential.”

Ah bah, what a stall, I, Chris, didn't know that you and Chang Wei planned to go there that night and set fire to cover He Feiyu and the others for robbing the casino?However, aside from Lao She, he really didn't know that the two made so much money by setting up a stall to grill sausages that night.

"So, what do you want to do?" Chris asked, and Lao She said with a confident smile.

"I have [-] dollars here, and I want to use it to invest in a food truck alliance. The family members of the police officers of our [-]th district police station will test run some blocks in our jurisdiction for a period of time. Director, you can help us convince those The family members of the police officers join the dining car alliance and get two tiers of shares, and my side contributes money and efforts to build the dining car and gets eight tiers.”

Chapter 50: Chapter 46 Food Truck Alliance

Chris supported Lao She's food truck alliance plan, not only because the former gave him two layers of shares, but also because when the fast food truck alliance was established, operated smoothly, and started to make profits, it would greatly strengthen the Reese's control and prestige over the Sixteenth Precinct.

Among other things, when a police officer is receiving the salary and bonus of the [-]th division, his family is still working under the fast food truck alliance controlled by the director. The living conditions of the whole family have been changed because of Director Chris. Become rich and happy, and under such circumstances, when the police officer encounters something, will he support Chief Chris, or will he stand by and do nothing?

Therefore, even if Lao She does not give Chris two shares, he will support Lao She to start this food truck alliance. The alliance has improved, and Chris will definitely have to build a food processing factory to supply the food truck alliance... No, you have to start preparing now, otherwise, when the food truck alliance officially operates, your food source must be formalized just work.

After Chris agreed to Lao She's food truck alliance plan, the matter began to be handled.

The first is the staff of the dining car. According to the preliminary plan of Lao She’s plan, he plans to put three dining cars into trial operation at the beginning. The dining car will be remodeled with a four-wheeled two-seater truck, which will carry food, cooking utensils, and When the oven is running, the car is turned off and parked on the side of the street. The car is unfolded near the street and a tent is erected. Four to six folding dining tables can be placed under the tent, which can be used by some guests who do not want to go home.

There are not many types of food sold in the dining car. In the initial stage, grilled sausage is a must, followed by sausage and vegetable sandwiches, hamburgers, fried fish, fried eggs, etc., which are easy to make and can be eaten with your hands. If the business goes well , You can also try to serve some pasta, steak and other food types that need some time.

With fast food, drinks are of course indispensable, but coffee drinks, Lao She thinks this is unnecessary, salt soda is enough, a cup is two cents, a bottle is five cents, the cup is a paper cup, the bottle is a glass bottle, the former is on the spot. Drink, the latter can be taken away.

After the planning of the dining car was completed, Lao She began to buy the car and hire workers to renovate it. The cost is roughly calculated. The cost price of one dining car is about [-] US dollars, and the cost of three dining cars is [-] US dollars...As for why it needs [-] US dollars Chris didn’t ask about knives, and Lao She didn’t say anything, but judging from the design drawing of the dining car, this dining car seems to have some other functions besides cooking, so there is no need to elaborate on this.

The dining car is confirmed, and finally the staff of the dining car. Chris asked Lao She how many employees a dining car needs, and the latter replied that it needs about four to five people. People are essential.

As for salary, Lao She is currently planning to give them a basic salary plus a bonus. Dream.

With this promise, when Chris went to the police station to talk to the police, it was very easy to gather fifteen dining car employees. These employees include men and women, old and young, but basically they are all hardworking. Because it was negotiated before the start, if you don’t work honestly, you will be kicked out. There are still a lot of unemployed members of the Mexican auxiliary police waiting.

Chris is willing to give priority to the official police of the sixteenth division, but that doesn't mean he will indulge them in causing trouble. After all, there are two layers of cadres in the Dining Truck Alliance that belong to Chris.

The three trucks were quickly bought back by Lao She, and they were parked in the parking lot of the sixteenth district police station. Li Gangjing also quickly found the remodeling workers. They were a group of Chinese workers. When working in the parking lot, It was cringe-worthy to meet anyone in police uniform, some with a braid of hair.

When Chris saw this group of workers from Chinatown in the Clinton area, he sighed silently. Chris hated them a little, but he was a little helpless, because this was caused by the general environment, and the Chinese Exclusion Act is still in progress in the United States. Therefore, these Chinese themselves should not appear in the United States.

The Chinese are not doing well in the United States now. The main reason is that they do not have a strong motherland. This is something that Chris cannot change at the moment. After thinking about it, he can only try to choose honest and reliable people from this group of people Workers with some skills were hired to work in the basement of the sixteenth district, as mechanics to make guns, and some Chinese workers were also selected to serve as workers in the food processing factory.

As for being an auxiliary police officer, this is absolutely impossible. The Chinese are different from the Mexicans. No matter how bad the latter’s life in the United States is, they can be regarded as part of the Caucasian race. Similarly, they can't be the police, not only because these Chinese workers are obedient and dare not control white people, but also because the general environment does not allow it.

The renovation project of the dining car started, and then he had to start a company. Lao She had great ambitions. From the very beginning, the food truck alliance was not a street vendor. , Change the business strategy, from a mobile fast food restaurant to a fast food overlord such as KFC.

The current American company is very easy to set up, with Chris’s connections, Lao She spent a little money, and in just two days, his Douglas Fast Food Truck Alliance was established. As for the location of the company... Ah, The cafeteria building opposite the Sixteenth District Police Station is there.

It's very good, the staff dormitory and office are all together, and it saves money for security guards.

Of course, while Chris was busy with the food truck alliance, he didn't forget to release the fifty new players who were already screaming on the official website and throw them into Hydra's unfinished stronghold.

They can do whatever they want. Anyway, the lathe machines, seamless steel pipes, and gun steel raw materials in the unfinished building stronghold are limited. As for whether these players join Hydra, or turn around and form a new gang, or company, Chris doesn't care about it, and he can't control it.

Just when Chris was busy with all kinds of affairs and was busy going around in the sixteenth district, an unexpected incident interrupted his busyness.

"Director, someone is looking for you." In the parking lot, Secretary Anne found Chris.

"Who, who is looking for me?"

"The person here claims to be an agent from the FBI. He said that there is a case he is pursuing and he wants to talk to you and learn about the situation."

"Oh, and this?"

Chapter 51: Chapter 47 Special Agent's Visit

The FBI agents are looking for me, what's the matter?

With this curiosity, Chris met the detective in the meeting room of the sixteenth district police station.

There are two federal agents, one is young, he looks about 30 years old, and he is white. He is wearing the most popular suit and hat, a tie and round glasses. He looks like a lawyer, not an FBI agent. The other person is also wearing a suit, no top hat, his whole body is tangled up, and the suit looks like a tights. He has a big beard and cannot tell the exact age. He is obviously a thug. Role.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the two people in the meeting room quickly turned their heads. The detective wearing a top hat was obviously the leader of the two. He quickly stood up to meet Chris, and extended his hand to say hello first.

"Hello, Director Chris, I'm Agent Mike from the FBI, and this is Agent Morey."

"Do you need our assistance for the two agents who came to the [-]th division?" Chris reached out and shook hands with the two agents, and after looking at the agent IDs they both offered to show, he confirmed that his identity was correct. After that, he asked with some doubts.

Among the two agents, Agent Mike stepped forward and said.

"Director Chris, we came to the [-]th District to learn about the cause and process of the incident at Hatak Wharf that happened some time ago."

"There's nothing to understand about this. I wrote down the details of the incident and the results in the case report, but there are some things that the higher-ups don't believe." Chris was a little disapproving. Of course, he also wrote about the vampire. But James didn't believe it. He had no choice. Without evidence, he could only write a second case file, in which the content about vampires was changed to gang members from the UK.

The two FBI agents looked at each other, made some concealed eye contact, and then Agent Mike continued.

"Then do you believe that there are supernatural phenomena in this world? For example, the existence of vampires and werewolves..."

"Werewolves are not sure. Vampires have fought them. Here, the kidnapping case in the Hatak warehouse you just asked about was a good thing done by a few vampires." Chris's calmness obviously exceeded the expectations of the two detectives. Besides, they were a little surprised and doubtful, and Mike asked proactively.

"Uh, are you sure?"

"The policemen under my command beat them into sieves with bullets, but they still refused to die. They had to cut off their heads with knives, cut their chests open, and dug out their hearts before they were willing to die. Automatically ignites and burns to ashes, under such circumstances, it is difficult for me not to believe."

"Can you tell me about the case in detail?" Detective Mike said sincerely.

"The department the two of us belong to is the special department of the FBI to deal with this kind of supernatural existence. We came to the [-]th branch for those vampires."

"Do you want to know the details?" Chris pondered for a moment, weighed the risks and gains, turned around and left the meeting room, and after a while, came back with a case file... Of course, the files about the players The content was blurred and did not reveal the particularity of the fourth natural disaster. It only highlighted the bravery of the police officers, the panic of the vampires after being caught off guard, and the luck that no one was injured.

After the two detectives took over the file that Chris handed over, they carefully and detailedly read it. It took more than an hour to see it. During this period, the two also asked Chris many times about some problems in the file. Fortunately, before this, Chris made a lot of plans, and made a statement with other police officers in the police station in advance, so for the questions of the detectives, Chris answered the questions without leaking, and did not let them see the problem.

Seeing the end, the two detectives basically believed the contents of the case file, and they immediately admired the sixteenth division.

"It's really amazing that you were able to kill five vampires." The taciturn Agent Morey praised.

"Our FBI wants to kill a vampire and his ghouls, and it takes a lot of energy, and more than a dozen people are killed or injured to complete the task."

"Can you introduce the vampire?" Chris asked taking the opportunity.

"Although the sixteenth division succeeded once by luck, luck accounted for more than half of that raid. If we do it again in the next round, I'm not sure if it can be successfully reproduced."

"Indeed, you are lucky to be able to kill five vampires this time without any damage." Detective Mike nodded in agreement with Chris.

"The strength of vampires is at its peak only at night. The sunlight during the day can only weaken their strength, but cannot kill them. According to what you said before, the situation of catching the vampire who abducted girls on the street, I deduce that that The five vampires are probably not only weakened by the sun, they are even weaker because of hunger, and then your surprise attack was very decisive and resolute, catching them by surprise.

There are many reasons why you have achieved such results. As for introducing vampires... Believe me, it is not suitable for you to understand them now. The more you know, the more trouble you will have. "

"alright."

Chris didn't continue to ask questions. Since the two agents were pretending to be mysterious, he didn't need to be hot-faced and cold-ass. The cognition of the special agents of the Bureau is beneficial to the Sixteenth Branch Bureau, and there is no need for him to correct their misunderstanding.

"Okay, besides that, do you have anything else to do?" Chris asked.

"Not for the time being." Agent Mike stood up, put the file in his arms by the way, and handed a business card to Chris.

"This is the contact information of the two of us. In the future, if you find a strange species in the jurisdiction, you can go to the FBI headquarters to find us in time. Just show this business card to the receptionist. They will take you to find us." .”

"Okay." Chris put away the business card, and then sent the two of them out of the sixteenth division.

"Boss, what are these two federal agents doing here?" Sergeant Patrick, who was on the side, leaned over and looked at the two people's backs, and asked curiously.

"I came to learn about the Hatak warehouse case." Chris replied.

"Good thing or bad thing?"

"Not sure, inform the other sheriffs, and pay attention to the situation in the Clinton area recently. I suspect that these two agents will hang around in our area for a while. If you find them, you have to pay attention to the situation and warn the gangsters in advance. Tell them that these two agents are not here to investigate bootleg alcohol, don't be nervous and kill them in a place where no one is around, otherwise, don't blame us in the [-]th division for looking for trouble with them."

"learn."

Chapter 52: Chapter 48 A Little Trouble

After dismissing the special agent of the FBI, Chris continued to work on his own affairs.

But after a busy day, Chris found that he didn't seem to have anything to do the next day. The sixteenth district police station was as peaceful as ever. There were no major cases, but minor cases continued. There were robberies, thefts and shootings every day. The police They are not surprised, they have dealt with everything that can be handled, and handed over the unsolvable to the SWAT team and left it to the players. As for the cases that need to be handled by Chris himself, there are very few cases.

The matter of the food truck alliance has been on the right track so far, and it will be able to start a normal trial operation in a few days. On the day of opening, Chris needs to arrange police officers to escort, but there is nothing that requires him to intervene now.

The players on Hydra?

Oh, Hydra is expanding rapidly. Of the [-] players who have invested in the unfinished building stronghold, a dozen or so people have been persuaded to join Hydra by them. Some other players are still nesting in the basement and tinkering with their inventions. , Some of them have already left the unfinished building stronghold, holding the ten-dollar novice welfare issued to them by the stronghold administrator, and they don't know where they went.

Regarding the latter, Chris is too lazy to care about them. Anyway, the system security interception wall has been completed. No matter how messy these players are, there is no way to expose information that should not be disclosed. If this is the case, let them run as they please. After they die once, these liberals will be honest.

What, you said that some of them did not die, but broke out of the world?That's their ability, and Chris shouldn't restrain them. Since they can make a career out of it, it must be a great thing, so Chris doesn't care what they do.

After thinking about it, Chris realized that he was very idle.

With nothing to do, Chris drove the police car to patrol the streets.

The neighborhoods in the Clinton area are still very peaceful during the day. Chris drove around for more than half an hour and saw nothing unusual. There are also [-] district patrols on duty at the end of the streets of each block. From the surface , His work is still effective, but the daytime order in Hell's Kitchen has been restored, and the number of robberies on the street has been greatly reduced.

After wandering around for a while, it was almost noon, and Chris felt hungry. He happened to look around and found that the Springfield Coffee Shop was not far away. After thinking about it, he drove to this coffee shop.

"Dangling..." The bell behind the coffee shop door still provided an early warning to the people in the coffee shop as always, telling the people inside that someone had come in.

Chris pushed open the door, just found a table and sat down, looked around the cafe for a week, this Springfield coffee shop is still as deserted as ever, obviously the location is very good, the flow of people nearby is also good, but I just don’t know why , no one comes in to consume.

"Mr. Levinson, good afternoon, what do you want?" Chuntian, like a ghost, quietly appeared from a place he couldn't see when Chris looked around the coffee shop, and then suddenly made a sound, scaring He jumped, and quickly turned around to look at the flaxen-colored long-haired girl in front of him.

"Uh, let's have a set with fried eggs, ham, toast, and coffee."

"Okay, wait a minute." After hearing Chris's order, Chuntian turned and left with some disappointment. She seemed to have misunderstood Chris's arrival.

Ten minutes later, Chuntian came back with a plate, on which was the food Chris ordered. After she put the food down, she did not leave, but stood by the table, watching Chris quietly, The latter looked a little uncomfortable to her.

"Uh, is there anything else?" Chris scratched his head in embarrassment, undeniable. Although Chuntian is a black market arms dealer, she is also a beauty. When such a beauty looks at her like this, Chris Feeling a little embarrassed.

"I think you should have forgotten other things." Chuntian said.

Of course, Chris knows what Chuntian is reminding him of, but the police station has just purchased a large amount of ammunition, and it has not been used up yet. Even if he has money, he can’t go crazy and stock up on ammunition. The sixteenth division weapons storage room Now they are all piled up with long guns and short cannons, and they have bought weapons, and there is no place to put them, let alone Chris plans to make arms by himself now.

But looking at Chuntian's appearance, Chris has no reason, he really can't eat with peace of mind.

"Uh, there is indeed one thing I forgot to say." Chris said after thinking about it.

"Recently, two special agents from the FBI came to the Clinton area. The people under your command should be careful in their actions recently."

"Special agent!" Chuntian's eyes became serious in an instant.

"What are they doing in Clinton?"

"Who knows?" Chris spread his hands and said, because it was inconvenient to reveal the vampire's affairs, mainly because he was afraid that what he said would not be believed and be heard as a story. Regarding the purpose of these two special agents, Chris decided Be vague.

"They came to the [-]th division, saying that they are special agents of the special countermeasures department. They came here to find something that is not right. Just be careful." Chris persuaded.

Chuntian didn't know what she was thinking, she left with a serious face, and Chris, who had successfully sent the beauty away, didn't think much, and he started to eat happily, hungry, but at this time Chris didn't know, he What he said to Chuntian caused some trouble...Of course, even if he didn't say it, Chuntian would have quickly noticed the unexpected visitor in Hell's Kitchen.

"Two uninvited guests came to our site." As soon as he was out of Chris' sight, Chuntian's face turned cold, and two burly men walked out of the inner room of the coffee shop, standing respectfully in front of Chuntian and waiting. Order.

"Find them out for me, and help me tell these two idiots who crossed the line that this is not where they should manage. If the hands are too long, they will be chopped off."

"Yes." After saying that, the two turned around and left, going to carry out Chuntian's order.

Chris didn't know that he had caused a little trouble for the two special agents he thought just now, but even if he knew, he would feel that it didn't matter. The FBI couldn't control him, and he didn't care about those two. Familiar, so be it, they left Hell's Kitchen earlier, which is a good thing for all the forces in Clinton's jurisdiction, saving the two of them from making a fool of themselves, and really encountered something for them.

Chapter 53: Chapter 49

At night, in Hatak warehouse.

"Well, there is a very strong stench. The rotten breath from vampires and ghouls fills this place up. Ugh... Sorry, I'm a little sick." The taciturn, his performance in the warehouse is very lively, like a hound smelling prey.

"Well, look again, and see if you can find any clues that the police didn't find." Detective Mike, who was walking behind Detective Gray, held a large-caliber revolver, pointed the gun at the ground, and looked around vigilantly. urging Agent Gray.

"Got it, got it." Detective Gray complained. Under the urging of his companions, he suppressed his nausea and sniffed and groped around the entire warehouse.

However, after turning around, the two found nothing... No, they still found some things, such as digging out more than a dozen deformed bullet heads in the bullet holes in the wall and underground.

"It seems that those vampires are indeed dead and clean, and none of them are pretending to be dead." Looking at the marks left by some kind of special phosphorous fire on these bullet heads, Agent Mike sighed in disappointment and shook his head. Head towards the warehouse door.

"Come on, Gray, let's run around the damn place tonight and see what we can get."

"kindness."

The two left the devastated Hatak warehouse. After leaving the scene of the crime, the two special agents did not rush back to the headquarters, but wandered around the streets and alleys of Hell's Kitchen, while turning, Agent Gray He was still sniffing the smell in the air, looking for something.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die. If the two of them leave the warehouse and return directly to the FBI headquarters, the gangsters stationed in various places in Hell's Kitchen may not be able to notice them. After all, Hatta The Ke warehouse is on the edge of the Clinton precinct. It is too easy for the two to leave Hell's Kitchen, and they can achieve this goal by walking for a few minutes.

It's a pity that the two who were eager for meritorious service chose to continue wandering in the Clinton precinct at night, even though Chris had already released the news in advance, warning the gangsters, telling them that two federal agents would have other things to do recently, and Not here to check for bootleg alcohol, but, you two federal agents wandering around our bootleg liquor factory and the pier on this night, this behavior is too suspicious.

However, because of the deterrent power of the sixteenth district police station, those gangsters did not dare to let the two detectives disappear directly, but chose to hand over the information to a third-party force that wanted to find the two.