Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 73 - 65 Glenn’s Integrity Protection Action

5:30 PM.

Brian tossed the burned interrogation room videotape into the toilet and watched it flush down before returning to the conference room.

What Hafeez said was not wrong.

Such evidence is only admissible in court under legal circumstances.

For example, notifying about surveillance.

Or having at least two personnel involved in the interrogation to prevent false accusations, etc..

Although NW organization often has a lot more authority, cases not involving Mutants are treated just like any others, with random checks by the internal affairs department to ensure the team’s "cleanliness."

But most of the time,

it’s a case of no one reporting, no officials investigating.

Meaning,

if you understand these twists and turns, you know how to safeguard your interests.

If you don’t,

and you encounter that kind of lousy detective,

then I’m sorry.

Your name ought to be included in the annual performance report.

This also results in some citizens who have been wronged, often knowing more about the law than the detectives and patrol officers handling the cases...

Brian had Ivan and others watch the live footage in the conference room not because he intended to use it as evidence to trap himself but to showcase his strength.

Although Susan had verbally appointed herself as the acting team leader,

if she wanted to justify her role,

showcasing strength was the only way.

...

Sure enough,

when he returned to the conference room,

the way people looked at him had completely changed.

Respect and recognition were added to their gazes,

including the two newcomers.

You can be bad, but you cannot be incompetent.

That’s the survival rule in law enforcement.

Brian looked at everyone and clapped his hands:

"Alright, guys,

as our team leader Susan is currently in the hospital for some medical reasons,

and with the cases in Los Angeles increasing by the day, we need to clearly define our job scopes to operate more efficiently.

Plus, we have two newcomers.

Let’s reintroduce ourselves."

No need to mention the veterans.

The two newcomers, a male and a female, introduced themselves.

Actually, only Brian was unfamiliar with them.

The male newcomer, Ali Hoy, was 32 years old, Brazilian, seemingly shy, wearing old-fashioned glasses with a noticeable beer belly, and stammered somewhat, apparently not much of a talker.

Surprisingly to Brian,

such an unremarkable guy turned out to be a Weapon Expert.

Ali was proficient in all the common firearms on the market, understood their mechanics, performance, and could modify them independently based on needs, providing substantial help either in terms of firepower support or in investigating shootings.

Besides,

Ali was also familiar with vehicles, stating he could modify the existing vehicles of the B6 team to be safely and powerfully equipped, eliminating worries about future pursuits and combat situations.

Altogether,

he was genuinely a skilled talent.

The female newcomer, Edna Burton,

looked somewhat cute and petite, more lively than Ali.

Edna was more ordinary.

She was a clerk at the police station before, but after witnessing the former chief’s misconduct with a male subordinate, she faced backlash and rumors, making her life difficult. After learning NW organization was recruiting, she sent in her résumé, and Susan had brought her over to be a secretary and receptionist.

She and the old Hardenn would take over the follow-ups of previous cases.

...

After the meeting,

everyone clearly understood their future responsibilities.

Until Susan returned,

Brian, Ivan, and Glenn were responsible for front-line examinations and investigations of cases.

Old Hardenn stayed at the police station.

Wherever needed, that’s where he’d be.

The female newcomer Edna, following Old Hardenn, assisted with various documentation and case follow-up handovers.

Weapon Expert Ali took care of the ammunition supplies and several vehicles retrieved by the B6 team.

Brian actually suspected Susan recruited Ali solely for personal service, but considering the terror exhibited by the former Transformer, enhancing the firepower of the team was indeed necessary.

At least now, his vehicle hid a large-caliber shotgun capable of bursting a brown bear’s skull in one shot, along with some explosives and an automatic rifle.

...

Once roles were clearly divided,

it was time to clock out.

Glenn suggested everyone go to a bar to unwind.

Ivan and Old Hardenn strongly agreed.

NW paid biweekly salaries with bonuses attached.

Tomorrow was payday.

Everyone was eager to spend.

Brian hesitated.

He still wanted to look up information on Transformers and fulfill their second obsession.

In addition, he also wanted to investigate the matter regarding his uncle.

And there was Doggie Shi San.

The life of a dog, saved only after thirteen times of blood and sweat.

And now, not a single hair of the dog was to be seen!

He really had a lot of things to handle.

But considering the cultivation of team cohesion, Brian agreed to it.

Last time they gathered for a meeting, they almost got blown up.

This time...

It shouldn’t go wrong, right?

The AB teams of NW’s front-line groups had taken on the responsibilities of the Detective Bureau’s Robbery and Homicide division.

But there were some differences.

Like duty shifts.

Normally, personnel for duty shifts needed to be scheduled.

NW didn’t need to.

Because outside of business hours, if a murder happened in their jurisdiction, the reporting center would notify the nearby patrol officers first. After confirming the nature of the case, they would report it again and then directly contact the team members.

Thus, all they needed to ensure was that their phones were operational.

Brian seldom visited bars.

Glenn and the others were regulars.

They arrived at a bar recommended by Glenn and Ivan.

Glenn, this guy, began displaying his true nature.

He noticed a figure at the bar with a broad back and a slim waist chatting with another blonde beauty and his eyes lit up, "Wow, beauties stick with beauties, that figure, sizzling... Guys, excuse me for a moment."

After saying so,

Glenn wiggled his hips twice and ran over.

Everyone: ..

The style changed so quickly.

Glenn’s best buddy, Ivan shrugged and explained, "Glenn has a severe ’X addiction’; he can’t control himself around beautiful women and will do some bizarre things."

Brian rolled his eyes, "I see he’s pretty well-behaved in front of Captain Susan."

"In front of the captain’s twin revolvers, anyone with a brain knows to restrain themselves," Ivan rolled his eyes too, "In fact, the first time everyone met, he jerked off several times intentionally to not act strange during the meeting."

Brian: ...

No wonder Glenn was so quiet back then.

It turned out he was in a post-event state.

The two newcomers, hearing their conversation, exchanged glances, increasingly feeling something was off.

It felt like they boarded the wrong ship...

Now, it was still early, and the bar wasn’t crowded.

The group picked a seat close to the bar, ordered some drinks and snacks, and started chatting casually.

Glenn, however, began to question his life choices.

He approached as usual, tapped the ’beautiful’ broad-back-and-slim-waist’s shoulder, "Hey, darling, why don’t you turn around and spend a lovely evening with me?"

Broad-back-and-slim-waist turned around, revealing a delicately soft face under the light.

He eyed Glenn’s handsome face and nodded in satisfaction, replying with an equally rugged voice, "Why not, no problem, babe. Do you like brandy?"

Glenn, hearing the voice, started to question his life.

His eyes widened as he noticed the other’s more prominent Adam’s apple moving up and down, then glanced at the tightly stretched shirt below it, losing some confidence, "A man?"

The other person shrugged, "Could be a woman, depends on what you prefer."

Glenn’s face changed.

He brushed away the hand that was grabbing his arm and exclaimed in panic, "Get lost, you cross-dresser!"

To Glenn’s insult.

The other person didn’t take it to heart, just swept a regretful glance over Glenn’s face, preparing to turn away.

Looking at the other person’s soft chin and slim waist under the light.

And again over the other’s broad chest.

Glenn gritted his teeth, somewhat unwilling to give up, "Wait! Before the surgery or after?"

"Before."

"FK! Get lost! You cross-dresser!"

"Hahaha."

The beauties nearby, listening to their conversation, were already holding their bellies, laughing.

Glenn’s eyes lit up and he leaned closer...

When Brian and the crew were about to leave after a very enjoyable chat, they realized Glenn had disappeared.

They asked the bartender.

Only to find out he was carried away by someone after being made drunk.

The bartender smirked, "The people who took him seemed to be two cross-dressers; they often hunt for prey here."

Ivan’s expression changed upon hearing this, "Made drunk? Impossible, Glenn drinks even better than I do!"

Brian: ...

Damn!

This time at the bar, there was no explosion incident.

But the issue was,

Our buddy Glenn’s in trouble.

What kind of situation was this?

To protect Glenn’s virtue from being taken,

Everyone had no choice but to follow the bartender’s clues and chase after them.

Hopefully, they were in time...