Chapter 211: Slacking Atmosphere
Because he arrived on time, York originally thought that no one was in the office, but as soon as he entered, he saw a figure buried in a desk piled with documents in the huge office area.

Looking at the color of her hair, and the long hair dyed blonde, York knew that this was not Chris, but Edna, the only logistics staff member of the 4th Squadron.

Before this, he already knew the composition of the Fourth Squadron.

Captain Gerry Gray, Deputy Chris, Detective Sheskey, trainee detective himself, and logistics staff Edna.

There are only five people in the newly established Fourth Squadron. How can I describe how miserable it is?

York took a quick look at the layout of the office and immediately had an idea in his mind.

It was no different from any other office he had seen before.

It is divided into sections, including the office area in front, the surrounding lounge, drinking room, conference room, archive room, and captain's office.

There were only five people in total, and they occupied such a large area. The place was really big, but there were few people.

Seeing that the figure was still struggling with something, York knocked on the door next to him.
Two thumps were heard.

The figure inside finally realized that there was someone around. She raised her head suddenly, revealing a freckled, childish and cute face.

Just from this one glance, York guessed that this logistics staff member was probably younger than he thought.

Seeing her momentary confusion, as if trying to confirm who he was, Yorks greeted her first.

"Hello, my name is York, and I'm the newcomer here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yorks could see Edna's eyes suddenly light up, and she obviously knew who he was.

"It's you. The captain said that a strong man will join us today." Edna stood up and wiped her waist with her hands, looking at him appraisingly.

At first glance, he has a simple and rough build, tall and strong, but unlike Sheskey, his face is covered with flesh. His limbs are strong and his muscles are bulging. On the whole, he is very lean, and whether he is still or moving, he reveals a sense of strength and explosiveness.

Most importantly, he is very handsome.

"Hello, my name is Edna." Edna smiled with her eyes narrowed, as if she had found something pleasing to the eye.

"Well, if you have any documents that need me to sort out in the future, you can tell me."

Yorks nodded: "I know you, Gregory, the captain told me about you."

"Really?" Edna asked in surprise.

York nodded: "He praised you for being smart and capable."

Although Gregory didn't say it, it's okay for him to bring it up, which can bring them closer together.

It was obvious that Edna still looked very happy, and she couldn't hide her smile.

As expected of a young man, Yorks remembered how he came to work early. Here everyone starts work at nine o'clock, but it is only nine o'clock now. He must have come to work ten minutes early.

Perhaps it was because of York's observation, Edna remembered and gave instructions.

"Yorks, that's your seat."

York followed his gaze and saw that he was leaning behind the window and next to the other person.

"Yesterday, the captain had already divided all the workstations."

Edna said, pointing to the spot leaning against the inside, right next to his desk.

"This is Deputy Chris's position, and in front of you is Detective Shesky's position."

York nodded to show that he understood.

"Shall I show you around?" Edna asked.

York naturally would not refuse: "Okay."

So under Edna's guidance, he finally knew the entire layout of the place, which was consistent with his previous observations.

Everything that was needed was there, and the toilet was in the middle of the corridor outside, which he had seen before coming in.

"This is the captain's office." Edna's voice continued, pointing to an office.

"This is the conference room. We usually hold meetings here to discuss cases. This is the lounge. You can take a nap here during lunch break."

York glanced at the lounge and saw that there were actually a few beds inside.

This really surprised him. It seemed that the benefits of this detective bureau were really good.

Even the drinking rooms are equipped with more advanced equipment.

Edna: "The drinking room provides free hot water, coffee, etc."

After a round of introductions, York finally understood where he would work.

Overall, he was very satisfied. Perhaps it was because it was a new squadron and everything was new, so they would be able to use better things earlier than other old squadrons.

At this time, during the introduction, Yorks heard footsteps. The office door was pushed open and a white man with a fleshy face and strong limbs walked in. It was Sheskey whom he had seen on TV.

He had seen it on TV and wasn't too surprised.

Shesky raised his eyebrows and looked at him curiously: "Edna, you come to work so early again.
I've told you before, you can relax a little here, as long as you are not late for more than an hour, the captain won't say anything to you."

Edna just smiled and ignored the topic. She knew clearly the status of the two. This was Shesky's privilege, but she did not have this privilege.

"Shesky, this is the new Detective York," Edna introduced him.

Shesky nodded. "The stranger who is here must be the tough guy the captain mentioned."

Shesky said, extending his hand: "Hello, York, my name is Shesky, welcome."

After he finished welcoming her, he suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile, "I've heard a lot about you from my friends."

Friends? I remembered his previous comments about Sheskey, saying that he was a salted fish and a veteran. I guess he has his information channels in other aspects, various gray channels.

Yorks showed no emotion and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"Hello."

What York found interesting was that a strong brute force came from Shesky's hands.

Here, he found the feeling of his rookie period. Yorks smiled, the muscles in his arms tightened, and his powerful thirteen points of physique and thirteen points of strength burst out instantly.

The situation reversed, and Shesky's power was crushed in an instant like a landslide.

The smile on Shesky's face was visibly frozen, became stiff, and began to turn from its normal color to red.

At the same time, York's hands were slowly clasped together. He took a deep breath and said, "Haha, man, I like you! Welcome to the Fourth Squadron,
The captain is right, you are really a..."

Shesky said, unable to hold back a breath.

At this time, Yorks released his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your welcome."

In the police station, you can be a bastard, but you can't be a wimp. In this world, especially in this country, the weak will be trampled on, so you either have to be so strong that no one dares to mess with you and can only respect you, or you have to be despised and looked down upon.

Of course, another more important point is that strong teammates will make your back safer.

"Hehe." Shesky pulled his hand back instantly and hid it behind his back. If someone was present, they would see that his hand was already red and was still trembling slightly.

Damn it! What a monster, what did he eat to grow up! Shesky looked at York who was calm and cursed in his heart.

You have to know that his muscles are not just for show, they do have the power to burst out instantly, but he was still instantly crushed by this seemingly ordinary newcomer.

Shesky glanced at Edna, who looked suspicious and seemed to know something, and wanted to change the subject to avoid embarrassment. But at this moment, when Yorks looked at the door, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and subconsciously turned around to look.

Captain Gregory and deputy captain Chris have arrived.

Seeing the captain's expressionless face,
And the deputy captain who looked at his right hand hidden behind his back, which had turned red and swollen, with a faint smile on his face,

Shesky awkwardly put his right hand directly into his trouser pocket. Damn it! He wanted to dig a hole in the ground, but he was defeated by the newcomer when he tried to show his power. This was really embarrassing.

"Captain, deputy captain, you are here."

Gregory nodded: "Have you greeted everyone?"

Several people, including York, nodded.

Both Edna and Sheskey had a good first impression of York.

But the two of them had different focuses. Edna focused on York's appearance and no longer had to face the fat-faced Shesky, while Shesky focused on his strength and the things he heard from his messy friends.

The show of force just now was just a test. No matter what happened this time, Shesky knew that York was a capable guy.

Yorks nodded again to Chris who winked at him. This was the workplace, so he naturally wouldn't put his personal relationship on the table.

Personal relationships are one thing, and the workplace is another.

Gregory said, "Okay, let's have a meeting. I have something to say."

So, York had his first meeting as soon as he got to work.

But in fact, this meeting was not about discussing the case, but about the arrangements for the Fourth Squadron.

According to Gregory's explanation, there will be two new members joining the Fourth Squadron later. After all, the current Fourth Squadron has too few people. If they encounter some cases, they will be too busy to handle them. People are not animals, so Gregory would have to ask him for help like before.

In addition to this, partners were assigned.

Because he was a trainee detective, he was assigned to Chris and was led by Chris.

For example, before, his relationship with Jino, a student and a training instructor.

York knew that this was a normal arrangement because he was an intern and was still at risk of being deported, and Chris was responsible for assessing him.

As for the veteran Sheskey, he is waiting for the newcomers behind him.

The meeting was devoted to discussing these two issues, after which Gregory adjourned the meeting and everyone went back to their own offices.

But he couldn't do it yet, so Gregory asked Edna to take him, the newcomer, to get the gun.

In a corridor with office areas on both sides.

"Can you shoot a gun, York?" asked Edna, who was in charge.

Shooting? He's really good at it. York said, "I used to be a patrolman at the West Canyon Police Department."

This identity is enough to explain Edna's problem.

Edna blinked. "Same as Sheskey?"

Yorks nodded.

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The two chatted as they came to the arsenal of guns at the Detective Bureau.

After passing through several security doors, the two came to a gun display area with thick bulletproof glass. Various police weapons were displayed here, each of which was polished to a shine and exuded a cold metallic luster.

After Edna registered, she glanced at the manager standing inside, then looked at York in front of her and said:

"You can choose your own gun according to your preference. Have you decided what gun you want?"

Perhaps because he was a newcomer, the manager of the weapons depot said, "Since you have been a patrolman, why don't you continue to use the familiar Glock 17? I heard that you have the most people using this gun."

York said, "It is indeed the most, but I have already thought about what gun I will use."

"Huh?" The manager was a little curious.

"Walter P99." York said.

The manager raised his eyebrows and looked at York curiously. He could feel a certain aura and look from this man. Should it be because he was in charge of guns? He could sense the meaning in the eyes of the man in front of him. He knew a lot about guns.

"Okay, wait a moment." The manager nodded, turned and went to the back, and soon took out a pistol and placed it on the table.

"Have you used it?"

York nodded, picked up the Walter P99 on the table, and checked it with a few clicks under the surprised gazes of the two.

"no problem."

The P99 pistol is the first pistol of Walther to use a striker-fired mechanism without a hammer.

The gun is 180 mm long, the barrel is 102 mm long, the empty gun weighs 0.7 kg, the effective range is 50 meters, the muzzle velocity is 408 meters per second, and the magazine capacity is twelve rounds/sixteen rounds.

It has the characteristics of light weight, compact structure, reliable action and rapid shooting.

The edges of the entire gun are naturally transitioned. When you need to quickly draw the gun, it will not get caught on clothes, making it easy to carry concealed. Double-action and single-action firing modes can be switched to each other by removing or installing two parts.

"Are you sure it's this gun?" Edna asked.

York nodded again and gently placed the pistol back on the table.

Once you've decided on your gun, everything else will be easy.

Under Edna's guidance, York completed a series of procedures for receiving his gun, including signing a letter of responsibility, learning about gun maintenance, and making preliminary shooting training arrangements.

In reality, he didn't need any of this, but that was the process.

When the process was over and he came out again, York had a Walther P99 hanging on his waist.

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York sat at his workstation, spinning his pen with a bored look on his face, and couldn't help but glance at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's already half past ten.

After receiving the gun, he had nothing to do and has been sitting there ever since.

I subconsciously looked at Edna next to me. She seemed to be processing documents, but in fact her mind was empty.

This young girl, who is only 22 years old, has already understood the true meaning of slacking off.

It was learned that she was originally just an administrative staff member and was recruited by Gregory.

He glanced at the desk in front of him again.

The old man Shesky had his feet on the table, playing with his mobile phone, with an excited look on his face, and no one knew what he was looking at. But when Yorks went to the water room to drink water, he caught a glimpse of the old man's mobile phone and saw a woman dancing.

I looked at the workstation on the left again. That was Chris's seat. After she left with Gregory, no one knew where she went.

York couldn't help but sigh. He was not used to this feeling. He had never had such a leisurely time when he was a patrolman.

The important thing is that he is here to solve cases and become stronger, to see if he can become a superman later, not to slack off.

(End of this chapter)