Chapter 215 Start investigation

With a direction and a goal, everything starts to go smoothly.

He teamed up with Chris and was assigned the task of investigating the hospital.

As for the source of the rope and the relatively troublesome task of surveillance cameras, Shesky was responsible for it.

Of course, there is also Edna to assist. She has nothing to do since we are all on the same team after all.

Gregory was still in charge of staying in charge and helping. Although he also wanted to go on missions, since he had become the captain, he naturally had to reduce the frequency of missions.

Like the captains of other teams, they are all under unified management. After all, in the end a team will basically be divided into several groups, and each group will be responsible for a case.

Therefore, the captain's most important job is management, or being responsible for follow-up matters such as arrest warrants or search warrants.

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"Let's go, see you tomorrow."

After all the hassle, it was already late at night and Yorks decided to leave on the spot. He waved to his colleagues in the office, took the overtime form he had already filled out and placed it on Edna's desk, then slowly left the office under everyone's gaze.

"Has he always been like this? Like this?" Shesky asked, sitting in front of a computer and looking at Chris who was about to pack up.

"Well, I do what I want!"

Chris picked up her coat and looked at Sheskey: "Do you know what he said to me before?"

Shesky shook his head. Although he knew that York had a good relationship with the captain and the deputy captain and that they had private interactions, he really didn't know the details.

he said. Chris paused, seeming to find it funny as well.

"It's impossible for me to work overtime. I will never work overtime in my life."

Shesky twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Chris.

"So, deputy captain, you are leaving too?"

Chrissy said curiously, "Yorks has left, why should I stay? Besides, our mission is for tomorrow."

As she spoke, she waved her hand and gently placed her completed overtime form on Edna's desk, overlapping it with York's form, then slowly left the office.

Sheskey shook his head and continued looking at the computer screen in front of him.

He was also not happy to work overtime, but he knew one thing: if he got things done early, it would be easier later.

But what made him depressed was that he was the only one in the empty room.

Yes, he was alone, and Edna, who was supposed to help him, had left long ago.

But there was something wrong, it seemed that the captain had not left yet and was still in his office.

This was the only thing that kept him going.

But the voice in his ear made him look over, and when he saw the captain grabbing his coat and walking out of the office, he said helplessly.

"Captain, you're leaving too?"

As he spoke, Shesky looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer: "It's only 10:00 p.m."

Like Chris, Gregory watched Shesky close the door and wondered, "When did you become so hardworking, Shesky?"

"Uh." Shesky choked, not knowing how to respond.

But from this sentence, he knew that this new team seemed to have a deep misunderstanding of him.

He worked very hard, well, the cases he got were mostly unsolved cases that would gather dust in the archives, and he had no idea how to investigate them.

Of course, the main thing is that he needs money.

To be honest, he likes to work overtime the most because he gets overtime pay.

He thinks that making money while doing nothing is the most comfortable thing, and there is nothing to do when he returns home anyway.

But seeing the look in Gregory's eyes, Shesky looked at the computer screen and spoke.

"Captain, wait for me, I will go with you!"

Gregory spread his hands and said indifferently: "Okay."

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“It’s impossible to work overtime.”

Yorks drove his car out of the parking lot, glanced at the detective bureau, and muttered to himself.

In his previous life, he was closely associated with overtime work, which he did until he vomited.

Now that he finally has his own rights in this life, why would he still work overtime?

If he gets useful information and comes to tell me in the evening, it means he has worked hard and is thoughtful.

But a figure appeared from the door of the detective bureau, which still made him smile.

It was Chris.

He waved to Chris, and when she nodded, Yorks slowly stepped on the accelerator and sped away from the detective station.

He originally wanted to go to the coffee shop to visit Rem and Lucy, after all, he hadn't been there for a while. But when he thought of Tifa who was drinking red wine, he shook his head and drove towards home.

He understood this girl.

Once she drinks red wine, she won't stop, mainly because her alcohol tolerance is not good.

The result of not being able to stop and having a poor alcohol tolerance is that he suddenly gets drunk and passes out on the spot.

When he returned home and looked at the house with the lights still on, York knew that his guess was correct.

This girl is probably asleep on the dining table now.

After driving the car into the garage and watching the garage door close tightly as usual, York strode towards the house.

Walking into the house and out of the porch, the scene was no different than he had imagined.

Tifa had fallen asleep on the dining table, sleeping soundly.

York shook his head, walked over, picked up Tifa, walked towards the room, and gently put her on the bed.

Just as he was about to take a shower, Tifa suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, muttering.

"You're back?"

Yorks stopped immediately, put his right hand on Tifa's smooth forehead, and said softly, "Well, go to sleep. I'll take a shower."

Tifa didn't answer, but her eyes were closed, her body stretched out, and she loosened her grip on his hand.

Seeing this, York was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing, he did the same as usual, lying on the bed and pulling Tifa over to hold her in his arms.

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Silent all night.

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

Before Tifa woke up, York prepared her breakfast and hangover medicine and went to work.

York knew that today's task would probably be tedious.

It's nonsense to talk about this. After all, patients also have the right to privacy, and the hospital cannot just give you the patient's information for review.

So it depends on whether Gregory is a capable captain.

Yorks drove towards the direction of Gusta's shop.

As for what to eat for breakfast, he decided to go to Gusta’s shop and buy a new product made by little Gusta, called Gusta Roujiamo.

This was also the reference he gave to little Gusta on social media.

And today is the day when Gusta Roujiamo is officially launched, so how can he, as the big brother, not support it.

Thinking of the message from Little Gusta yesterday, Yorks shook his head and looked at the time on the console. In fact, the more important information here is that Little Gusta seems to be really going to marry Monica.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The F150 Raptor came to a street and stopped in front of an ordinary little bakery.

Yorks glanced towards the shop because it was morning and there were many office workers going to work.

So there were quite a lot of customers in Gusta's shop, and the queue even stretched outside the door.

Seeing this, York couldn't help but sigh. He was not a person who liked to queue. If he saw such a long line, he would just go somewhere else.

But for people in the free country, queuing seems to be a common thing.

Yorks looked inside from across the queue and saw that the Gusta family was busy at work.

After thinking about it, Yorks leaned back in his seat, ready to wait for a while.

But the Gusta family in the store probably knew he would come, so they always paid attention to the situation outside the door.

So he didn't have to wait long before he saw little Gusta coming out of the store with a large bag of packaging bags.

"Brother York!"

Hearing little Gusta's call, York glanced at the long queue and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He still had some privileges.

“Everything is here, hot and fresh from the oven.”

Hearing the still sunny and optimistic voice of little Gusta, Yorks smiled, took it and put the package on the passenger seat.

"Okay, I'll savor it."

Little Gusta looked at the sturdy man in the car, with a smile on his face and a little bit of embarrassment that was not noticed by others.

"Brother York." Little Gusta said in a low voice.

York looked at the little Gusta who was suddenly a little shy, and said, "I'm going to be late. Tell me what you want to say."

Little Gusta took a deep breath, took out an invitation from his pocket and said, "I'm getting married to Monica, can you come?"

York took it. Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but say it when he saw the visible happiness on little Gusta's face.

"You guys are really fast, are you sure you are ready?"

Little Gusta coughed dryly, glanced inside the shop and whispered.

"Brother York, actually..."

Speaking of this, he felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

York said calmly, "Let's go."

Little Gusta immediately said: "Actually, Monica is pregnant."

Knowing why they got married so quickly, York smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Well, you are a man now."

Little Gusta grinned.

"Come in, I'll set aside some time to attend your wedding." Yorks withdrew his hand, nodded to little Gusta, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, he saw little Gusta standing there, waving at him.

York shook his head and laughed, then accelerated towards the detective bureau.

Detective Bureau.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Yorks walked towards the building with a large bag of packaging.

While greeting people he knew, he walked towards the office of the Fourth Squadron.

Judging from the time, everyone from the Fourth Squadron should have arrived.

In fact, Yorks was not wrong in his prediction. As soon as he entered, he saw Shesky and Edna were already busy.

From the scene at this moment, York knew that the two people responsible for monitoring had already divided the work.

Shesky was in charge of watching, while Edna was in charge of making notes in her notebook.

They are so serious early in the morning, a typical example of a man and a woman working together without getting tired.

York walked over and took out two wrapped roujiamo from the package and said, "Would you like some? You haven't had breakfast yet, right?"

Edna grabbed the paper and pen and nodded vigorously!
"Of course," Shesky took the two roujiamo handed to him by York without hesitation.

"Thank you for your breakfast, York. You are such a good person. I now feel that the captain's action of recruiting you was the wisest decision of his life!
Oh my god, you really are."

Watching Shesky talking shamelessly while giving one of the pills in his hand to Edna, Yorks was speechless. He ignored this guy and continued walking towards Gregory's office.

If nothing unexpected happens, Chris should be there too.

I knocked on the office door and York opened it.

Chris was standing in front of the desk, sorting some documents with Gregory inside.

The two were not surprised that he came in and didn't even look at him.

York walked over, put the two roujiamo on the table, picked up his own portion, unwrapped it and prepared to eat.

I took a look at the documents on the desk, all of which were various documents issued by the court or the procuratorate.

Apparently, it was a stepping stone for him and Chris to go to the hospital to investigate and check patient records.

I can only say that Gregory is really awesome.

He leaned his butt against the desk and took a big bite of the Gusta Roujiamo.

The aroma of the barbecue and sauce, the sweet taste of onions, tomatoes, cucumbers and fried eggplant, all the flavors combined together explode in your mouth instantly.

After Chris finished tidying up, she glanced at York, who had a satisfied look on his face, and picked up the breakfast prepared by York together with Gregory.

"I knew a rich man like you would buy breakfast. It's worth it that I saved some food for you." Chris said as she unwrapped the roujiamo.

Gregory nodded, looked at the good-looking Roujiamo, took a bite and chewed it, his eyes lit up.

“It tastes good, where did you buy it?”

Hearing this, York smiled and said, "You know, Gusta's shop, this is a new product that little Gusta just made."

Privately, he once took Chris and Gregory to Gusta's shop to eat bread.

Gregory thought about it seriously and suddenly realized: "Ah, was it done by that innocent-looking boy?"

Yorks nodded: "Well, but little Gusta is not naive. He is going to get married and has a child."

Chris interrupted and laughed, "So when is your turn? You seem to be twenty-seven this year, right? Gregory and I were basically married at this age."

Gregory looked at York.

When this topic was suddenly brought up, Yorks thought of Irina and shrugged.

"Twenty-seven years old, still young, no rush!"

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A man and a woman came out of a hospital.

The man was holding a folder and walked towards a car with the woman. He sat in the driver's seat and then casually handed the folder to the woman sitting in the passenger seat.

"There are so many people in the first hospital alone." Yorks had an awkward expression on his face.

"Are there so many men with this problem in this area?"

Chris flipped through the documents and looked nonchalant: "Normal! Let's go to the next hospital."

York shook his head, put away this strange feeling, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards a designated hospital.

(End of this chapter)