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Chapter 68 "Unforgettable" Birthday (Please read and vote)

All day long, almost all TV channels were broadcasting news about Rorschach.

With the cabinet speaker's public endorsement, various media reporters rushed to give Rorschach one exaggerated title after another.

"The Judge," "The Punisher," "The Dark Knight of Chicago," and "Police Story."
These titles, which originally only appeared in literary works, now all fall on the head of this young detective.

The phone line of Chicago's Midtown Police Department was bombarded with calls from the media, and reporters from all walks of life blocked the door of the police station with cameras and long guns, just to be able to interview this "Dark Knight".

The police station where Rorschach worked occupied the headlines of major media outlets for 24 consecutive hours, and all the news was positive. Chief Griffin's face was about to burst with laughter.

As for where this much-loved judge is now.
Rorschach, who had noticed that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, had already slipped away under the pretext of patrolling and took Ginny to hide in the South District, perfectly avoiding the group of ferocious reporters.

"Lean your back against the wall and keep your eyes open."

"Knee! They're already in front of you, why are you still throwing fists? Bend your elbows and knee them!"

"Lock his joints! Kick him in the hips! Damn it! Did you pay to pass the police combat exam?"

On the streets of the South District, Rorschach leaned lazily on the hood of a police car, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and looked with interest at Ginny who was being "specially trained" by a strong black man in front of him.

Ginny gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, cursing Rorschach eight hundred times in her heart.

The story began half an hour ago - she was enjoying a rare leisurely patrol time when Rorschach suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped a black gangster whose pants were sagging to his thighs, revealing half of his underwear.

Rorschach said: "If you don't want to be detained for 48 hours without reason, fight with my partner. If you win, I will let you go."

Although he didn't understand the situation, this gangster had obviously heard of Rorschach's reputation.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to teach the rookie police officer a lesson, he agreed for some unknown reason.

"You are abusing your power!"

Ginny took the time to yell at Rorschach, while nimbly dodging a punch.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was retracting his fist, she bent her elbows to protect her head according to Rorschach's instructions, pressed her back against the wall for leverage, and delivered a fierce knee strike to the gangster's crotch!

"Thank you for the generous gift—"

Rorschach twisted his face and took a deep breath. This was really cruel!

"Ah ah!"

Ginny pressed on and grabbed his wrist the moment he bent over and screamed in pain. She used a standard joint lock technique combined with a knee kick. Although it was a bit awkward, she finally succeeded in pinning the big guy face down on the ground.

"Yeah!" Ginny pumped her fist excitedly.

This was the first time she subdued an enemy with her bare hands since graduating from the police academy!
"Not bad. Although his movements are as stiff as a robot, his brain is not slow."

Rorschach clapped slowly, then said, "The training is over. Let him go."

Ginny quickly helped the black thug up and explained awkwardly, "I'm sorry, we don't mean any harm to you. It's just... uh, you can think of this as a law enforcement exercise."

She couldn't think of a better explanation for this blatant abuse of power.

The black man flexed his sore wrist, completely ignoring Ginny. He lowered his head and looked at Rorschach flatteringly: "Can I leave now?"

After getting approval, he turned to Ginny and said reluctantly: "You are quite good. That knee strike was really hard, rookie officer, but if there is a next time."

"Shut your stinking mouth, Nico!" Rorschach interrupted coldly, "From now on in the South District, if I hear anyone dare to call her a rookie, I will shove your heads in my ass!"

The gangster suddenly became silent and fled with his tail between his legs.

Looking at the other person's embarrassed back, Ginny gave Rorschach a helpless look: "If you keep abusing your power like this, sooner or later you won't even be able to be a patrolman."

"Abuse of power?" Rorschach scoffed. "Want to make a bet? If we catch up with that guy now, we can at least find a few dozen grams of drugs on him."

Ginny's eyes widened in surprise: "If he had drugs on him, would he dare to stop if you told him to?"

"It's precisely because he has the goods that he's cooperating so well." Rorschach took a sip of his coffee. "Remember, those who have something to hide are often the most obedient."

"Then why not arrest him?"

"At least 60% of the people in the entire South District have been directly or indirectly exposed to addictive drugs. Can you still arrest them all?"

"Well, I should have kicked him harder," Ginny said with a frown, "He got it easy."

Suddenly, an idea struck her: "Rorschach, your observation skills are far superior to mine. How about we come up with some codewords? For example, licking the left lip indicates a criminal, while licking the right indicates a civilian. Winking the right eye means draw your gun, while blinking the left eye means get down."

Rorschach spread his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

If what this girl said is true, then when you encounter a criminal in the future, you will blink and lick your lips. Is this to catch the criminal or to seduce the criminal? Getting into the police car, Ginny glanced at her watch.

I realized that with half an hour left until the end of the shift, my mind had already wandered elsewhere.

Tonight was her twenty-fifth birthday, and the party company should have decorated the apartment by now.

She couldn't help but feel secretly delighted at the thought of being able to put on her newly bought Chanel floral dress and make a stunning appearance in front of her colleagues at the police station.

This is my first birthday since becoming a police officer, and I must spend it in the most beautiful way.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Rorschach beside her.

The guy was listening to the report about him on the radio with a blank expression on his face.

Could you have forgotten that today is your birthday?

That shouldn’t be the case. I went to his house to remind him the day before yesterday.

"What? Can't wait until after get off work?" Rorschach suddenly asked.

Ginny tilted her head. "The South District is quite peaceful today. Wouldn't it be nice to finish work early?"

Rorschach raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Okay, then patrol again. If nothing happens, I'll hand over the shift."

boom!
The police car suddenly rushed out.

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It was night and it was dark.

A police car drove slowly down the street.

Ginny was slumped against the window in the passenger seat, her blonde hair messy and stuck to her sweaty face, her lips dry and pale.

A few hours ago, just five minutes before getting off work, Rorschach got a tip from somewhere and took her to raid a snakehead's den.

More than a hundred illegal immigrants were crammed into a small two-story house!
Most of them ran away when they saw the police, forcing her to chase them for dozens of blocks!

If it weren't for the endurance she had gained from chasing the police car, she would have fallen down long ago.

"Take me home first."

She closed her eyes weakly and said, "Go to the apartment and ask the front desk to book a room first. I need to take a shower and change clothes. I can't let others see me in this state."

Rorschach glanced at the usually exquisite policewoman.

With a messy ponytail and a sweat-soaked uniform, she doesn't look glamorous at all.

"OK, take a good rest."

"Um"

Ginny mumbled a response and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a burst of suppressed laughter woke her up from her sleep.

She rubbed her eyes dazedly, and when she saw the situation around her clearly, she was stunned for a moment.

The police car was surrounded by colleagues who were trying to suppress their laughter, and they were holding their phones and taking pictures of her!
"Wat—stop! No filming!" She covered her face in panic.

Just then, a cell phone was extended from the window.

"Yes, just like that, smile."

Rorschach pressed the shutter with a wicked smile, perfectly capturing the moment of her collapse.

"Rorschach! If you dare to save it, you're dead!" Ginny roared angrily.

"Why would I save it?" Rorschach shrugged innocently, swiping his fingers across the screen a few times before turning the phone towards her. "Look, it's set directly as wallpaper. How about it, rookie? Isn't this a memorable birthday?"

On the screen, her haggard appearance and distorted expression were clearly captured.

"Rorschach, I'm going to fight you!!!"

With a scream, Ginny flung open the car door and pounced forward with her fangs bared.

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