MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 13 tough family
Chapter 13 The Sturdy Family
【Detective Panel】
Character: Dean
Level: 3 (0/400)
Spirit: 11
Strength: 13
Speed: 10
Stamina: 8
Skills: Pistol Proficiency, Torture (L2), Blowing Needle (L2).
Attribute points: 0
Skill Points: 0
Completed cases: omitted.
So far, adding points is complete.
Strength makes people confident.
After Dean returned from Las Vegas, his nerves, which had been tense, finally relaxed.
He was afraid of the unknown organization behind Santoni before, because he was in the dark in his previous life and knew the horror of these organizations.
is the same.
Only then did he realize how powerful he is now!
If the strength is strong, the gun will be stable.
The faster the speed, the faster the gun!
A gun in hand.
Dean is confident that as long as he is not besieged by a formed team, seven or eight ordinary gunmen can easily deliver food in front of him!
certainly.
It is easy to hide from the open gun, but hard to guard against the hidden arrow.
Dean swelled up for a while, then readjusted his mentality.
"The attribute of speed is mainly reflected in the flexibility of hands and feet and the speed of human reaction. It is a perfect match with firearms. I need to accelerate as much as possible in the future."
"In addition, the detective panel needs to solve the case to gain experience points."
Dean sighed wistfully.
The plan of being a rice bug by myself seems to be unworkable.
Before getting the detective panel.
Even if Dean knew about the organization behind Santoni, which might pose a threat to him, he never thought of solving the other party, but wanted to escape.
Because he knows that no matter how powerful a person is, he is no match for the bullets flying from the dark.
He jumps out and jumps, which will only inflame himself, and even affect his family.
Now, but not necessarily!
The detective panel gave Dean confidence!
"Just in time, Eve promised to help me transfer to the Robbery and Murder Division, which is the serious crimes department. At that time, even if I am a mess, I can continue to become stronger.
I can also learn some crime-solving skills to form a positive cycle.
The stronger you are, the easier it is to solve the case, and the stronger you are!
When the time comes, my status will increase, and maybe I can pull up a team of my own.”
Each level has its own rules.
The higher the status, the stronger the power, the safer you are!
The more Dean thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.
He didn't have this idea before, just because he knew that at his own level, it would be difficult to get ahead.
Now he has to hang!
Think here.
Dean took out his cell phone and called Eve.
"Dean, what's the matter, can you say no tomorrow?"
Eve's weak voice came from the other end of the phone.
Dean realized that he went to bed early yesterday, and it is only past three o'clock in the morning.
"I just saw the message you sent, and I'm a little excited, Eve, you should be promoted soon, right?"
mentions a promotion.
Eve came to the spirit: "Almost, yes, Dean, I want you to stay, and then I will assist you to become the vice-captain."
She was parachuted to the deputy team of the "Crackdown and Anti-drug Department". The people below are all old captains, and they usually don't like her very much.
Otherwise, Eve would not have fooled Dean, a rookie, into going undercover.
It would be great if Dean could help himself!
Eve went to the forest cabin to see it in person. Seven people were shot at their vital parts. It can be seen that Dean's marksmanship is fierce and decisive!
She even suspected that if she hadn't intervened, Dean would have been cheating!
Hear Eve's words.
Dean was lost in thought.
This doesn't seem to be impossible.
I have Eve's handle. If I stay in the "Crackdown and Anti-drug Division", not only will I have a lot of freedom of movement, but my promotion will be much smoother.
However, the key is the case.
He has to solve the case to gain experience, and the homicide case will undoubtedly give him more experience. A simple promotion is meaningless to him.
The "Crackdown and Anti-drug Department" is too soft.
Thinking of this, Dean shook his head and said, "Sorry, I would rather join the "Robbery and Murder Division", but Eve, maybe we can form an alliance in the future."
"All right."
Eve was a little disappointed: "I will go to work tomorrow, and I will ask a friend to help you adjust the files. As long as the captain of the "Robbery and Murder Division" does not object, you should have no problem joining."
"Um."
hang up the phone.
Dean rubbed his belly.
He is a little hungry.
Physique becomes stronger.
His consumption has also increased.
"Fortunately, I strengthened my body before, so I didn't consume much of my own energy, otherwise I'm afraid I will be sucked dry."
Dean was a little lucky.
The family is fast asleep.
Dean quietly went downstairs to find something to eat, but it turned out that
touch~
Boom~
The sudden increase in strength and the improvement in speed response were not obvious when he was moving in a small area of the room. As soon as he went out, Dean either walked fast or used too much force, making constant crashing noises, and almost fell down the stairs.
"I hope I didn't wake up mom and the others."
Dean opened the refrigerator door more carefully, picked up a piece of bread and gnawed it.
Sudden.
The headlights in the living room come on.
"who!"
The door on the second floor near the stairs was pushed open.
Mom Sheila, holding a shotgun, looked fiercely at the kitchen, and pulled the bolt.
"Woo~"
Hear the sound of the bolt.
With his mouth full of bread, Dean quickly raised his hands and turned around, afraid that he, who just got the panel, would be shot dead by his mother for stealing bread.
"ha?"
"Dean?"
Sheila saw Dean's face clearly, she was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Haha, baby, I thought a homeless person slipped in, why didn't you turn on the light?"
Dean swallowed the bread and rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid I'll wake you up."
"But we're already awake, wow, Dean, you have a great figure, can I touch it?" Sinclair's little head protruded from the stairs, looking at the naked body with some greedy eyes. Dean in shorts.
Dean: "."
You are only eleven years old!
Sila on the side whistled and boasted to Sinclair: "Baby, you have good eyesight. Dean is really in good shape and feels very safe."
Dean: "."
She deserves to be the daughter of a farm cowboy.
However, in the United States, parents generally get along with their children more like friends, so they tend to speak more casually and not particularly formally.
He had to divert his attention and said: "Keep your voice down, Thompson is still sleeping."
"I actually woke up too."
Thompson's voice came from the direction of the third floor.
He was holding a stringed crossbow in his hand, showing a small head, aiming at the hall on the first floor.
If Thompson hadn't taken the initiative to speak out, Dean would not have noticed him.
This is the sixth child.
What kind of family did the predecessor come from? Why didn’t I find out before?
Dean was speechless, and quickly took the bread and walked aside: "Thompson, move the crossbow in your hand away from me!"
"This is just a toy, a small-caliber crossbow with an effective range of 50 meters. Shooting rabbits is very effective, but it is difficult to kill people."
Thompson put away his crossbow and looked at Dean enviously: "Dean, can you teach me how to exercise? If I have this figure, Susan will definitely agree to be my girlfriend."
"Then you should learn to eat more meat instead of vegetables every day."
Dean rolled his eyes.
The predecessor still felt that his younger brother was introverted.
This is clearly a boring show, okay!
"Okay, let's go to bed early."
Dean couldn't bear the gaze of the three people, so he had to take a pile of food and drink, and fled back to the room in embarrassment under the watchful eyes of his family, and decided to move out early.
Good guy, I just found out this morning that I updated a wrong chapter yesterday~
(end of this chapter)
