Warwick the Godfather of Terra

“This is not our responsibility.”

The senior had a serious look on his face.

"We are going to deal with other matters. This kind of on-site reporting is under the jurisdiction of the Personnel Management Office."

Having said that, he left with the college student.

They also have to investigate the new Zaun temporary population settlements to see if any human traffickers are taking advantage of the situation to demand high tolls or engage in human trafficking.

The college student had no choice but to be taken away by his senior.

Daniel was left looking at the room in confusion.

There are so many departments on the wall, which one is responsible for reporting cases?

After walking around and asking around, and after a physical examination, Daniel finally found the temple door.

Carrying my physical examination report, I came to the Personnel Management Department.

"I want to call the police, someone is attacking me!"

Holding his stomach, Daniel's expression was distorted with pain. His current expression, coupled with his not-very-regular facial features, made a good match.

If you say he is the elder brother of the Shar-Pei, Baozi will have no objection.

The supervisor in charge of handling affairs frowned at the group of wealthy businessmen with distorted expressions in front of them. Although it looked dangerous, they were government officials of Zaun after all, and were no longer thugs of the Integration Movement. They could not just beat them up because they disliked them.

Therefore, enduring the discomfort, the supervisor handed over the report in his hand.

"Fill out a form first."

Daniel, who was still struggling with the pain while holding his stomach, was thinking about how to torture her after finding the guy named Croissant.

Of course he knew that the Syracuse girl who had hit him in a circle could not have had this real name, it must have been a fake name that he had created.

But does this have anything to do with him?

Anyway, the surveillance camera captured it clearly, and the face was not hidden at all. Zaan City is such a small place, it is easy to find it.

The surveillance system, which Daniel had always despised, now became the most trusted evidence for him.

He believed that since this monitoring system could detect that he had not paid seasonal subsidies and had not left work on time, it would also be able to find the guy who hit him!

It doesn’t make sense that surveillance only works for our own people and not for outsiders!

Therefore, Daniel, who had determined that Zaun would definitely help him get justice, was still thinking that if he found the woman and if she had the power behind her, he would apologize to her and put on a smiling face.

If you don’t have the strength, haha.

In an instant, dozens of small details that could be broadcast and hundreds of small details that could not be broadcast appeared in Daniel's mind.

Did I hit her first and then strip her? Or did I strip her first and then hit her? Or did I strip her while hitting her?

One after another, these ideas that would be considered abnormal in the East Country kept popping up, and Daniel felt like he was about to have a high consciousness!

However, at this moment, he, who was still thinking about the Texas sauce, was brought back to reality by a report.

"Fill out a form? What form?"

Looking at the ruthless A4 paper in front of him, Daniel, holding his stomach, forgot the pain for a moment.

"No, I'm here to report a crime!"

"I'm not here to turn myself in. Why should I fill out a form?"

Daniel was anxious.

He had never seen such an outrageous operation even when he was in Colombia.

Do I need to fill out a form to report a case?

Do I have to file a report if I call the police?

Unexpectedly, the girl at the opposite table had an even worse temper.

Looking at Daniel whose expression was obviously abnormal, he rolled his eyes.

"Then you can choose not to report it. If you are not satisfied with my work attitude, you can go there to complain about me."

As she spoke, she pointed to the suggestion box beside her.

“We welcome complaints.”

Looking at this little girl who looked like she didn't care at all, Daniel was so angry that his teeth were itching.

After taking the list and looking down, Daniel became even angrier.

No, are you reporting a crime or doing a household registration investigation?

Is it that detailed?

Looking at the more than one hundred messages from himself to his family, Daniel now felt even more pain in his stomach.

It was painful enough from being beaten, and now he was also angry. The combined pain was so severe that he saw stars.

But there is no way now. Holding his aching stomach, Daniel thought that when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Even though you were defeated 3-0 this year, you still have to endure it.

Enduring the pain, he picked up the ballpoint pen beside him and filled in the information on the paper in detail.

By the time I finished filling in the last piece of information, more than ten minutes had passed.

Daniel sat on the chair and gritted his teeth, handing the registration form, which was filled out crookedly due to pain, to the little girl opposite him.

"I can report the case now."

The little girl took one look at the report he handed over and her expression suddenly frowned.

Wow, the writing of this word is really abstract.

She read every piece of information carefully on the table, ignoring Daniel, whose face was getting more and more sweaty. The girl read everything carefully and put the paper aside.

"Okay, we have accepted your civil dispute. You can go back and wait for the news."

Daniel almost blew his lungs out.

"I'm here to report a crime! Why do you say I'm dealing with a civil dispute?"

He wanted to jump up and down and yell, but the pain in his stomach made him only able to curse back while gasping for air.

"This is a murder, she is after my life!"

Hearing what he said, the little girl opposite looked at him with strange eyes.

It's like looking at an idiot.

Finally, the little girl spoke.

"You said this was a murder case, so who murdered whom? Who is the murderer, and who is the deceased?"

"If this wasn't a civil dispute, would you still be standing here alive and kicking? Wouldn't you have been chopped into seven or eight pieces long ago?"

Daniel's breathing suddenly stopped.

"besides."

The little girl turned over the injury assessment that Daniel brought and took a look at it, unable to hide the sneer on her face.

"You're as weak as a chicken. If you were knocked unconscious by a punch, I doubt if you would still be alive now."

There are no injuries on this film of Daniel, except for a serious kidney injury due to severe kidney deficiency caused by excessive use of the kidneys. There is no external injury at all.

"I.."

Daniel was anxious.

"Stop being so twitchy. Is there anything wrong? If not, please don't delay us from continuing our official duties."

The little girl waved her hand.

Immediately, Daniel had to come out of the room, angrily.

My whole spirit is broken.

However, shortly after he left, before the girl had time to report all the case files after handling the incident, a figure came into the office.

"Sir."

Looking at Carters with long white hair, the little girl immediately lowered her head.

"Nothing, are there many tasks today?"

Froststar smiled and rubbed the head of the new member of the Yeti Squad.

"No, no, today's mission is very easy."

The little girl suddenly became happy.

Frost Star smiled.

"Then I'll help you take the case upstairs."

As she spoke, she took the case file from the table.

Headed towards the Patriot's office.

Chapter 31 Texas Meets Texas

The patriots' work in Zaun is not actually easy.

It can even be said to be quite onerous.

Zaun is a city that was established only a few years ago, but the only law enforcement agency is Bodrakast and his army. You can imagine how heavy the workload is.

Especially since Zaun is an immigrant city, a large number of outsiders join Zaun every day. The group that joined yesterday finally understood the rules of Zaun, but the group that joined today had some problems because they didn't know anything.

This is all normal.

Therefore, in the entire Zaun management system, only their side does not have a single holiday and they have to work overtime and stay up late every day.

That can't be considered 996, that's 007.

With this kind of work intensity, for any normal old man like Patriot, the next morning he would basically go from a good day to a banquet with seven dishes and eight bowls of food, with you playing the suona and me shouting.

After all, for an elderly person, 996 is already a high-intensity job, not to mention 007 work like Zaun.

But the patriot is different from ordinary old people, he has a special characteristic.

He is made of iron.

The new body that the werewolf created for the Patriot is made entirely of an alloy made in the years. Not only is the huge body intimidating just by looking at it, its various impact-resistant qualities are also far superior to the Patriot's original body.

Not to mention after it was equipped with the modified Zaun special technology, the turbo alchemy tank.

Today's patriots can go without food, water or sleep for a year and still be full of energy and vitality.

But the Patriots did not do that.

To be exact, Frost Star never let him do that.

Ever since he came back from the brink of death, the big white rabbit has been very concerned about the life status of his father.

In order to be able to monitor his father at all times, the White Rabbit also specially asked the werewolf to make a communicator system, so that he could check the status of the Patriot at all times on the communicator.

Generally speaking, most parents will not allow their children to do this.

Bozhukas waved his hand generously on behalf of the old man and said, as long as Frost Star was happy, let her be.

As long as my daughter is happy, everything I do is right!

Therefore, whenever his working time in Zaun exceeded twenty-four hours, Froststar would call him and urge the old Patriot to go to bed and have a rest.

And the old man could only do as he was told happily.

However, that was before.

Now, it's different.

Now in front of the central control system, the Patriot's burly body was like a mountain. With his breathing, ripples and a series of bubbles appeared in the alchemy jar filled with liquid that protected the only remaining original part of his head, indicating that the old man was not in a very good mood.

"Father."

At this time, Frost Star's voice came from the door.

"Yelena."

Upon hearing this, the Patriot turned around and looked at his adopted daughter.