Our family is in decline

The hazy morning light emerges from the junction of sea and sky. The last afterglow of summer has long since dissipated. The sea breeze carries the autumn chill and sweeps in. Instead of feeling much warmth, it feels desolate.

At this time, a large number of people wearing uniform clothes had already gathered in the open space on the outskirts of Hamlet Town.

Along with police reform, smaller details are also being worked on.

For example, the new unified uniforms ended the previous chaos of police officers providing their own clothing, and the production of police badges.

This actually started a long time ago. The style of police uniforms refers to some excellent designs. In fact, the most important thing is to make the whole person look dignified and capable when wearing it.

Previously, Hamlet's production capacity was devoted to making military uniforms, so this was put on hold for the time being. This led to the inconsistent uniforms of the Sheriff's uniforms.

As for the police badge, it is shaped like a shield, and the pattern on it is a section of a city wall. In fact, it is equivalent to removing the crow pattern from the Hamlet family coat of arms and then slightly modifying it.

Among the craftsmen Hamlet accepted, there were a group of craftsmen who made gold and silver jewelry, and their job was to make these.

It takes a lot of processes to turn a copper ingot into a police badge. After all, it is handmade and the output is limited. However, handwork also gives these police badges another precious meaning.

Now, both police uniforms and police badges have accumulated enough during this period to be distributed.

The reason for gathering today is to distribute brand new police uniforms and badges.

At such an important ceremony, Lance appeared here in person, issuing police badges to them one by one, leading them to take the oath, and then once again reiterated the meaning of their existence and the responsibilities of this profession.

"I swear!"

"I swear..."

Lance did not use [Charming Voice], but the words he shouted still made those police officers feel excited, and a strong sense of responsibility would forge a strong and unyielding will.

When the morning sun rises over the horizon, the falling sunlight illuminates the neat formation and the uniform uniforms, making the entire team feel energetic.

Lance looked at the reorganized police team and felt quite satisfied.

There are almost two hundred regular police officers here, almost double the number before. This does not include the auxiliary police officers.

This is already the limit of what he can produce in the shortest time with the resources at hand, and this is because he has already started police training before and has a talent reserve.

Previously, the Sheriff's Officers all went to the same training ground and the same training process, and it was their turn after the army selected them.

But later Lance discovered that something was wrong, because the responsibilities and priorities of both parties were not the same.

When the army learns how to kill, how to control and use more weapons, it can kill more effectively.

But although the police also need to learn to fight, they mainly focus on chasing and subduing criminals. The core skills they need to learn are law, criminal investigation, public security management, and emergency incident handling capabilities...

Similarly, those students should also choose according to their own preferences, whether to become a policeman to maintain law and order or to join the army.

That's why we opened a special police training and started corresponding courses. As expected, we have to prepare for a rainy day. Otherwise, without Lance's original decision, one hundred people would not be enough.

The reason why William is so tired is entirely because he is also responsible for this aspect, because there are really no teachers. It is just a few constables who usually have outstanding performance who take the time to do it.

There were not even textbooks, and they were all taught with ready-made case files. Fortunately, the literacy, physical fitness, and combat courses were taught by professionals, otherwise it would have been even more of a headache.

But it was their silent dedication that allowed Lance to drag out so many people in a short time. Although it was still a little short of what he expected, it was enough at this time.

Using the reason for issuing a police badge does not mean that Lance only intends to do this one thing.

He immediately told the police about the security pressure Hamlet was facing, and that there were many spies doing sabotage and stealing internal secrets.

"The operation is codenamed [Rat Control]. Catch all the rats hiding in Hamlet and use them to fire the first shot of our police.

Tell those guys that we in Hamlet are not to be bullied, and tell the residents of Hamlet that order will last forever with you. "

"Justice and strictness, order will last forever!"

The slogans shouted by the police in unison are the words engraved on the back of the police badge, which express the lord's expectations for them.

And now they are moving out at the Lord's command.

"I'm waiting for your good news." Lance waved his hand, "Act!"

Lance said he should take action, but he didn't rush forward in a rush.

The relevant operations had been planned for several days. Several directors and William compiled it based on the intelligence collected. Lance was responsible for approval, and he did not interfere excessively.

Because this operation is also a test paper for Lance to examine them, and the score they get depends on their performance.

The middle-level officials had already gathered before dawn, and their respective directors assigned tasks, which basically eliminated the possibility of leaks of the operation.

Now the middle-level leaders take over their respective teams and briefly explain their respective tasks and goals.

In fact, many police officers were involved, but it was only when they were integrated that they realized that the people they had monitored before were spies.

"Our mission this time is..."

"The target is aggressive, tall..."

"The target location is close to a residential area..."

"action!"

"yes!"

Many of these are newcomers, but the high-intensity anti-corruption campaign during this period did not make them collapse. On the contrary, they became stronger after experience.

Quickly understanding the mission, then arranging operations and leading teams to act, they demonstrated professionalism and efficient execution far beyond this era.

At least the instructors who were watching the ceremony, that is, heroes from all walks of life, could feel the strength of this team.

Geralt has traveled to many places and seen various so-called elite troops, and these policemen in front of him can only be ranked third.

Because the first is the lord's personal guard and the second is Hamlet's army, Hamlet's police can only be ranked third.

This is not about how strong they are, or how good their equipment is, but the spirit they display is terrifying, as if their will has been condensed, and they know what they are fighting for.

People like Amanda knew better that they were right to choose the lord, because it was that man who led them.

"Please, everyone."

Lance woke them up with a shout.

William had a dog leash in one hand and a nail-headed baton in the other. The police badge pinned to his body under his new uniform shone brightly, and Figgus also became excited and roared.

Boudica had begun to become agitated, her smile became ferocious as she exerted her strength, and she couldn't wait to start a fight.

Laura, who was wrapped in a cloak, did not speak, but silently took off the bow and arrow. However, the falcon resting on her shoulder suddenly became alert and spread its wings and hovered at low altitude.

Margaret held up the spear, her face full of perseverance, as if she had been infected by Lance's words just now. Sure enough, she could learn more by following him.

Geralt, Amanda and others also appeared here, and the interesting thing is that Paracelsus also appeared here. According to her, it was to inspect the goods. Don’t give her goods to Beaten to pieces.

It can be said that except for Baldwin, Leonard and a few heroes who were not present to preside over affairs in the wilderness, basically everything that could move was moved.

Those people are still dangerous after all. Lance wants to train the police, not let them die. Of course, he must arrange some people to control the situation.

In case those guys run away or cannot be beaten, it will be embarrassing if you want to show your face in front of the Hamlet people but expose your butt.

Everyone started to take action, but Lance stood on the stage and stared at the empty space, stunned. His face only showed a trace of trance when no one was around.

Although he had long understood that human nature was unavoidable, the appearance of corruption and traitors was still too fast, beyond his expectation.

Each and every one of them shouted loyalty, but they did such a thing, and it seemed normal in their eyes.

Lance couldn't tell the difference, he really couldn't tell the difference, because he couldn't even feel the lie, which meant that they really thought so.

Obviously they were once at the bottom and victims of oppression. Why did they become like this in such a short period of time?

Is there any point in doing this?

Facing the pressure caused by ignorance is even more terrifying than those monsters.

Because he can kill all the monsters without any scruples, but he cannot kill all the people.

Fucking ancestor!

It's all his fault!

It's not that I'm doing so many things. I'm holding a bank party now. How can I think about such nonsense? Leave everything to time and trust in the wisdom of future generations.

Lance stood on the stage for a while before walking down. It was useless to think so much. If there was any problem, just clear it up.

There will be a lot of development projects after Hamlet is recovered in the future, and the more free workers the better.

And the sanatorium will never be filled...

In order to solve the housing problem of Hamlet's immigrant population, Reims transformed more hotels and also rented out a number of houses.

But he didn't expect that in just a few months this place would become Hamlet's most chaotic place, with mercenaries, pheasants, spies...

In one of the houses, a woman was dressing up in front of the mirror, but she was still saying something.

"That guy was actually arrested. There has been no news for several days. This anti-corruption storm is fierce."

"There's no such thing as anti-corruption. It's just internal fighting among them."

Voices of disdain and disdain came from the bed next to him. A young man lay on it disheveled, still cursing in his mouth.

"It sounds nice, but isn't it still the case? I just said that this place won't grow. How can that stupid lord be as smart as our ancestors?"

The man and woman came to Hamlet for a purpose and were limited at first, but soon they successfully carried out their operations.

However, the feedback information made the two of them feel very uncomfortable. This was a territory that was completely different from other parts of the empire, and the lord was the dictator who controlled everything.

They cannot understand many policies because Hamlet's bureaucrats themselves have no background and identity, and even Hamlet cannot find a second nobleman.

A system that does not require nobles to run, this kind of place that is divorced from their thinking logic makes them feel scared. Of course, envy, jealousy and hatred are uncontrollable in the hearts of men.

If you were in Hamlet, wouldn't you be better than those guys?

But it is a pity that his position is destined to be hostile to Hamlet, because he cannot enjoy the benefits. Only by denying Hamlet can he find the slightest comfort.

The woman didn't care about this, and was even a little irritated. She looked back at the man with uneasiness and asked.

"Is it better for us to leave now? If he involves us, we will be in trouble."

"Have you not seen what a mess it has been in these past few days? I think it will collapse soon."

Just as the woman was about to say something, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Both of them were startled. They looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes. One stood up suddenly and the other sat up from the bed.

Only then did Auntie's voice come.

"Open the door and collect the garbage fee."

But people in this business are somewhat brave. The man looked at the woman and nodded.

The woman could only suppress the panic in her heart and asked in a pinched voice.

"Haven't you heard of this?"

"Hurry up and pay the new charges. I have to go to the next one."

The voice of the aunt outside the door was very recognizable. She was the person in charge of the street. The two of them had dealt with each other before, and they relaxed a little at this time.

"Look, let me tell you, they are collecting money randomly." The man leaned on the bed with a look of disdain.

Despite constant urging, the woman could only go to open the door, but as soon as she showed her face, the long-awaited police team rushed in.

"Everyone squat down for me!"

"What are you doing?"

"ah!"

"Shut up!"

The man on the bed still wanted to struggle, but everyone was merciless. They went up to hold him down, twisted his arms behind his back, and shackled him.

The ghost screams and slaps you twice to see if you are still mad.

After the situation was under control, the team leader identified the two of them.

"Mike, right? He organizes prostitution and conducts espionage..."

Similar situations broke out in many places in Hamlet, and the arrests swept across Hamlet like a rising sun.

Some are in rather special locations. In hotels or downtown areas where people are densely packed, deception is used to open the door for a surprise attack.

When encountering a single family, clear the area and blockade it immediately, then break open the door and rush in to control the situation.

Anyway, it’s whatever makes sense.

This kind of action strikes accurately, and most of them are controlled before they can react.

But the search and arrest activity was still too big. Fortunately, people have been arresting these days, which has paralyzed those guys to a certain extent.

It's just that some mercenaries who lick blood from their swords are very sensitive to changes in the outside environment, and they quickly noticed something.

"Damn it! They did it!"

That cry woke up the mercenary group. While they were changing their clothes, the window was smashed and something with thick smoke rolled in.