American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 2 02 You Are Afraid Of Death
Ron blankly accepted the information in his mind.

At this moment, the policemen woke up from hypnosis one after another.

They lowered their heads in a daze, and then saw corpses all over the ground.

Looking up, he saw Ron holding a gun in both hands.

Immediately, his face changed drastically.

They panicked and picked up the pistols on the ground, pointing the muzzles at Ron.

"Stay still, put down the gun and raise your hands."

Ron was awakened by the roar.

Immediately, he threw away the pistol very simply, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Don't get excited, guys, one of our own. I killed him. I'm an undercover agent!"

He is so cooperative.

It's because he knows that if he doesn't cooperate, the police will really shoot.

After finally surviving, instead of dying in the hands of the robbers, he was hit head-on by his teammates. Wouldn't he die unjustly?
When the police saw Ron throwing away the pistol, Qiqi was relieved.

They stepped forward cautiously, and the muzzle never left Ron's body from beginning to end.

"Kneel down and hold your head."

"Hey, take it easy, my name is Ron, and I'm an undercover agent from the Robbery and Murder Division."

"Kneel down and hug your head!"

Ron knelt on the ground helplessly, holding his head in his hands.

He was sure the cops were really freaking out.

Because their voices trembled a little.

The police brutally pressed him to the ground, turned his hands behind his back and handcuffed him.

The police called an ambulance while checking the surroundings for safety.

Ron's identity was also confirmed via the walkie-talkie.

The reason why you need to use a walkie-talkie to confirm your identity.

Because of the robbery and murder, all the police officers sent by the Murder Division were dead, including Mason, whom Ron knew.

Really bad news.

On the first day of being a policeman, a teammate died.

I hope future teammates will have better luck.

……

trial room.

Ron sat in a chair, quietly waiting for the police to come and take notes.

He is still in a trance now.

Traveled through time, killed people, and got the golden finger.

It's not all bad, because I have golden fingers.

If you master Arthur's ability, you may not be able to get ahead in the police.

Unfortunately, I am a pure Chinese.

Otherwise, he would definitely become a rising star of the police force in no time.

"Bang!"

The iron door of the interrogation room was pushed open from the outside.

A bald middle-aged man in a black suit walked in.

Ron looked at the man.

Hooked nose, sharp eyes like lightning, muscular figure, full of momentum, very masculine style.

"Hi, I'm Jonathan."

Jonathan held out his right hand.

Ron observed that Jonathan had a black tattoo of a hexagram on his wrist.

He raised his eyebrows.

This is Emergency Operations.

Ordinarily, they should wear police uniforms during working hours.

Jonathan didn't, which meant he probably wasn't from Emergency Operations.

"Jonathan? I'm sure I don't know you."

Ron extended his right hand and shook Jonathan.

"I'm the captain of the No. [-] Squadron of the Special Investigations Bureau in Los Angeles."

"Special Investigation Bureau? Is that the mysterious department?"

"Yes, I believe you have also seen that Arthur has some kind of extraordinary power. There are always some people in the world who are special. They have some abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Power can make people arrogant, and they are driven by desire to do something that breaks the legal boundaries. This is the kind of people that the Special Investigation Bureau deals with, not only people, of course, but also some monsters."

"for example?"

Jonathan took a long sip of his coffee.

Maybe it was too bitter, he frowned slightly, then grinned, and said casually: "Ghosts, witches, vampires, werewolves, people who have awakened abilities, etc."

Ron gasped.

The news shocked him.

The extraordinary world must master extraordinary power, this is the first law of the extraordinary world.

The first rule is Ron's understanding.

If you don't have extraordinary power, if you encounter extraordinary power unfortunately, you can only let others slaughter you.

Fortunately, he can master supernatural power.

Unfortunately he is still very weak.

"That is to say, you are ghosts, witches, vampires, werewolves, power awakeners, etc.?"

The reason why Ron said this is because only magic can defeat magic, and only extraordinary people can defeat extraordinary people.

"Ahem, yes, there are some special guys among us, but more priests, exorcists."

"Understood, the name sounds better!"

"Uh...it's hard to say wrong."

"The question is, does a sector so powerful need ordinary people?"

"Of course, the Bureau of Investigation is very busy, and there are many incidents to be dealt with. It usually requires the best of ordinary people to deal with less dangerous incidents."

Jonathan pulled out a stack of documents from his briefcase.

"I have read your resume, and you can be transferred to the Robbery and Murder Division after working in the police force for one year. And you also performed very well in this undercover mission, calm and calm, and successfully killed Arthur, so as to prevent the police from suffering more I am very optimistic about you, and now, on behalf of the Special Investigation Bureau, I formally invite you to join us."

Ron thought for a while, and didn't rush to agree or refuse.

"Uh...I'll think about it."

"Our treatment is more than five times your current treatment."

Ron watched the mist rising from the coffee cup, picked up the coffee slowly, and took a sip.

"It's probably five times more dangerous."

Having had the experience of killing Arthur, he was sure that a guy with extraordinary power would not be easy to deal with.

Jonathan looked at Ron appreciatively.

"You are very smart, if you are willing to join us. Three years, only three years, I will recommend you to the headquarters for training, where you will be exposed to abilities beyond ordinary people."

Sure enough, when faced with poaching, you can't agree too easily.

No, wouldn't the value go up?

Ron shrugged noncommittally.

"It's exciting, but I still need time to think about it."

Ron said that he was tempted, of course, to match Jonathan's bait.

If he showed disdain for superpowers, Jonathan should suspect him.

As for obtaining this extraordinary ability, he already has a way.

Foolish Eyes hasn't been upgraded yet.

So he didn't need three years of qualifications to master extraordinary power.

"Well, if you have a decision, remember to let me know."

Speaking of which, Jonathan solemnly handed Ron a business card.

If he just thought Ron was a good cannon fodder at the beginning, now Jonathan thinks Ron is really worth cultivating.

Calm-headed, smart and wise, and decisive.

Especially the former is very important when dealing with special events.

"I will."

"Apart from that, you also need to sign a non-disclosure agreement."

"no problem."

After reading the confidentiality agreement, Ron understood why his predecessor knew so little about the mysterious power.

Of course, it was also related to the fact that he had only worked in the Robbery and Murder Division for half a year.

After recording the transcript, Ron returned to the Robbery and Murder Division.

Captain Howard just called a meeting of the squadron members.

Ron entered the public office, and the six people of the second squadron, no, five people looked at Ron in unison.

Howard came over and asked, "Ron, you bastard, why don't you tell me why you didn't start early? Do you know that the police force suffered heavy losses because of your hesitation."

Howard is the kind of pure bloodist, even the mixed blood of white people and other races is not looked down on, let alone Ron, a pure Chinese.

He accused Ron of not starting early.

It refers to when the robbers robbed the bank, they did not surprise the robbers in time.

This led to the robbers escaping the police and successfully escaped from the Los Angeles city limits.

This, of course, happened for a reason.

He had just transmigrated at that time, and he was in a daze.

By the time he reacted, he had already left the city.

From the perspective of hindsight, fortunately, he did not act rashly.

Otherwise, with Arthur's ability, maybe he has already hit the street.

"Speak, why are you dumb now?"

Ron came back to himself.

If it was the former Ron, he would never refute, but would just swallow his anger and bow his head to admit his mistake.

This is also the commonality of the Chinese, who are cautious and gentle in character.

This kind of personality has advantages and disadvantages, and the disadvantage is that it often gives people a feeling of bullying.

Ron calmly retorted: "Before you figure out the opponent's strength, you are sure to launch it earlier, and the police team will lose less?"

When Howard saw that Ron dared to refute himself, he looked down at Ron and cursed: "Damn, this is not an excuse for your cowardice. I have already seen through you fucking. You are clearly afraid of death, you coward. Your cowardice You killed your colleagues, you killed them!"

Howard is over 190cm tall, slightly taller than Ron at 182cm, so he looks particularly strong.

"Have you ever been an undercover agent? Do you know how dangerous it is to be an undercover agent? According to you, the life of an undercover agent is not your life?"

Howard looked at Ron with disdain, looked triumphantly at the colleagues who surrounded him, and accused him from the moral high ground: "Admit it, you are afraid of death. You are a coward. You killed Mason. Mason treated you so well." , but you killed him, you selfish bastard!"

"No, fate killed him, not me. Also, I advise you to keep your mouth clean."

Howard poked Ron's forehead fiercely with his fingers, and sprayed saliva on Ron's face.

"What's wrong with me scolding you? A yellow-skinned monkey, a cowardly and annoying mouse..."

"Oh!"

Ron, who couldn't bear it anymore, punched Howard on the chin.

Howard's right cheek muscles deformed suddenly, and his body staggered and almost fell.

But he managed to stop the falling trend.

I have to say that as expected of the police, their ability to resist beatings far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But how could Ron, who punched, stop so easily?
The left hook was exhausted, and the right hook hit Howard hard in the face.

(End of this chapter)