The next day, early morning, nine ten.
Tianmen City, Two Realms Security Bureau, third floor office.
There are very few offices of the Two Worlds Security Bureau in Tianmen City, because most of the clerical work is done by AI. The action department headed by the execution department is the main staff of the Two Worlds Security Bureau, but AI, or electronics, must always be considered. Civilian personnel are still necessary for emergency maintenance in the event of instrument outage.
However, this kind of environment is also destined to be full of military virtues, and civilian personnel often fill the job gaps of military personnel. Therefore, it is normal for only three of the ten seats in the office to be occupied.
On the day after such a big event as the Tianmen riots, everyone sitting in this office was taking a break from their busy schedule.
"Chen Yi has captured more than thirty time-travelers in the western city. The seniors in Section 2 are so busy that they are already recruiting people from the Rhode Island office. It's really embarrassing."
"It takes several hours to get here from Jiemen District, so it's too late to pull people over."
"Aren't there those from Longmen? Miss Xingxiong and Miss Chen are both at the Eastern District Police Station, but it doesn't mean much. What's lacking now is criminal investigation talent rather than combat power."
"There is still a gap. I heard this morning that more than 20 family members of those who died in the service were causing trouble and wanted an explanation. How should we explain it? The boss can't tell the truth, right? We can't figure out the identity of the thief of Tianmen's secret key. We still have to Wait for the astrologers and chronologists to structure the ceremony.”
"It's useless to tell the truth. They won't believe that astrologers and time-tracing officials have to prepare for three days." When it comes to such a difficult topic to laugh about, the staff sighed leisurely. "It's impossible for someone to listen to you rationally if a relative or friend has just died. It is said that the psychic disturbance around Tianmen will hinder the detection of the results, so it will take three days."
"That being said, there is nothing we can do. Who doesn't want to give an explanation? Besides, there are some fishermen there who just want to sell the body for a good price." When this was mentioned, another employee's face lit up. Feeling uncontrollable disgust, I drank a large sip of coffee, leaving only a bitter taste.
"Can't you be as rational as that guy Morrison's adopted son? That kid won't cause trouble at first sight... What's your expression?"
The words were meant to be vented, but he noticed the subtlety of his colleague's expression, which made the employee feel a little uneasy.
"Morrison's adopted son, the one named Omer? Omer Linton?"
The colleague he asked was even a little excited, which made him even more confused: "Uh, yeah, what's wrong?"
He didn't expect that after he asked this question, his colleagues would start to shrink back:
"He's... special."
"Of course I know he's special. I'm quite familiar with that guy Morrison. I took him to meet his adopted son yesterday."
"...Forget it, since I can see it, then this shouldn't be a big secret, so I'll just tell you." The colleague, who seemed to have experienced some kind of psychological struggle, looked like he was willing to give up. He pulled the slide closer and lowered it. The voice said, "When I was sorting out the files, I accidentally discovered that the priority of his information was quite high, it was C level."
"???C? One of his students is C-level?" The staff couldn't understand, "Our director is only C-level!"
"Priority does not represent power status. You have fallen into a popular misunderstanding and forgotten the functional positioning of priority in the first place. It is just a label."
"...The attention label of the Heart of Terra." The employee murmured, turning to look at his colleagues with eyes still in disbelief.
"The Heart of Terra thinks he has the value of delegating attention to a sub-node?"
"I know that kid is quite special, but does he really have that potential?" As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp rallying ringtone came from the radio in the office, and the next second everyone's contact tools were blocked. Forced on.
[Intelligence Group Two and Execution Section Three will immediately go to Area 3, Yuangu Street to confirm the authenticity of the information provided by the anonymous reporter without delay! 】
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"It seems that he has quite strong mobility."
It was another private car transfer, but at least it was a relatively normal police car. Passenger Omo looked at the terminal and muttered to himself, and rarely turned on the private mode to prevent others from seeing the screen projected by his terminal.
After all, there were several police officers riding beside him, and even a police officer spoke to him at the beginning. The words were enough for Omer to infer that there was a big mouth in the police station to publicize the 'special' performance of Omer yesterday, so that These eldest brothers, eldest sisters and uncles all care about me.
Although I want to lament that good people have many surprises, Omo really doesn't need this kind of care.
It even feels a little troublesome.
Especially when they felt that Omo was sad and restrained in speaking, Omo was able to use relatives' authority to confirm Morrison's game play records. From those concisely arranged written achievements, Morrison's self-discipline could be vaguely seen. .....
It's not a good thing to be too familiar. Omo can completely imagine the guy's expression, just like a child who touched the gold in apex. His smile and laughter have a kind of "simple" beauty.
Then the mood will converge into a sigh buried in the heart.
I feel so unworthy for everyone! .jpg
After sighing, let’s get back to the topic.
It's also a good thing that Morrison is so focused on the game.
After all, the vampire adoptive father has not been completely accustomed to Omer's thinking pace. If he really hangs in front of Omer's terminal and nags at him, it will be a kind of torture, not to mention that it will most likely be wrong when he makes a decision. Will react with surprise.
Until then, he would still be looking forward to Morrison rushing to paw to play games.
The soul lock warden belongs to it.
Now that the prison guard is away, it's time to plan carefully. Even so - but he has already seen some signs of the team's expedition by paying attention to the traffic conditions near the Two Worlds Security Bureau in Tianmen City.
You may receive an official email less than half an hour later, asking him to provide a financial account to facilitate payment.
There is a reward for reporting, as long as the conditions are true.
The reward for reporting such a big case is quite high, but you have to be careful whether you accept it or not.
It's one thing for the identity of an anonymous tip to be officially uninvestigated, but another for providing an account to be noticed.
If using a temporary account is a bit deliberate at this juncture, you must know that the Security Bureau is still strictly investigating the case of time-travelers, not only because the entire case has not really concluded, but also because yesterday's chaos seems to have inspired the 'fighting spirit' of some criminals. .
Today, Omer has updated the crime notices and detailed locations of several new cases.
Tianmen City is open to the public about this information, and even provides a temporary registration and police assistance function bar... This probably means waiting for "a roar when seeing injustice on the road" at any time, which shows the simplicity of the folk customs in Tianmen City.
However, Omo was just collecting useful information out of habit, and had no intention of doing anything. What he really wanted to do would depend on whether the execution department of the Two Worlds Security Bureau would do anything.
This requires some patience. After all, Omer did not directly give the address of Tsuburaya's showroom, but chose the only way to go by the man with hanging eyes.
Kelif hinted that he had little to do with that group, and he had provided so much information to assist, so he was willing to provide a little cover for the other party and make a fuss about the information when integrating the intelligence and sending it to the security bureau.
It is impossible to plug false information, but there is absolutely no problem in focusing entirely on the man and woman. If a third person is discovered by then, he will not be treated as the principal criminal - the intelligence department should not be such a loser, even this Can't tell the difference at all.
It is true that there is a possibility that Kelif deceived him, but Omer believed in the friendship and understanding he had known for many years.
This is also about trusting your ability to see people.
Omer will naturally believe in his own abilities, which is what he relies on to make decisions. Without this confidence, he would not be able to propose the current revenge.
But it was difficult for Kelif not to be found by people from the Security Bureau.
You will probably be wary at the beginning of the meeting. All I can say is... I wish him good luck.
Thinking of this, Omer put away the terminal and looked out the car window at the familiar building that was getting closer and closer.
I had only been to the Tianmen Police Station in the North District once yesterday, so it was hard not to be familiar with it. Even the road the vehicle was traveling on was still the same as yesterday.
As long as Omo looks far in the direction of the inner city, he can see countless infrastructure teams with strict division of labor working on the ruins that were ravaged by monsters yesterday.
It's impossible to ask for time to repair it. The price is so high and you have to prepare a lot of magic fillers. It also depends on the other party's attitude. It is better to communicate with the local school and invite college students from the civil engineering department to come out and engage in social practice.
There are bounties that can add credits, which makes the students who drive terrain cleansing armor, carry mechanical wands to command earth elements, and work on alchemical stabilization of new materials full of energy, and they take photos one by one:
[We have arrived at the scene where Mechagodzilla is wreaking havoc. The ruins are too tragic. Let’s take a look at the city in the distance, everyone]
[Sneaking in, sneaking in! Arrive at the crime scene! Brothers from the engineering department are waiting for my news! The reason for Mechagodzilla's inexplicable self-destruction must be found! 】
[On June 13, 2012, I was deceived by my mentor into working on a construction site. I will remember this grudge! 】
It seems that the composition of this group of social practitioners is quite complex, but these have nothing to do with Omo. At this moment, he is accepting the guidance of the police officers with humility, and walks into the police station again, heading to the internal room specially opened for time traveler cases. Information and Counseling Room.
Then he looked at the police officer in front of him, whose face and belly were wider than the others. He was stunned for a moment, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the low empty space around him.
"Many of the people I received had the same reaction as you." The police officer smiled helplessly and pointed to the sign on his chest.
The sign of the time traveler countermeasures team sergeant, the name on it is clear:
Eyes Thirteen
