Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 158 - 134: Shi San Gets Organized, The Troublesome Teddy Duo_2

Chapter 158: Chapter 134: Shi San Gets Organized, The Troublesome Teddy Duo_2

"Boss Brian, does Shi San get a salary from now on?"

Green looked envious.

Following Boss Brian really does have prospects, even a dog gets to feast on the public’s dime.

Brian nodded, "Seems like it, according to employee standards, he also gets his own file, a number..."

Old Hardenn also felt some envy, "So Shi San’s benefits are the same as ours now?"

Brian shook his head, "More accurately, better than ours because every month he gets additional various allowances. It’s like our benefits plus the police dog’s benefits."

The three spectators: ... There’s a real feeling of being less valued than a dog!

They admitted, they were somewhat jealous of the dog Shi San.

..

Under the gaze of the group,

Brian tore off the seal and opened the box.

Inside the box, there was a lot of stuff, the first thing one saw was an ID booklet which all NW employees have.

Upon opening the booklet, the left side contained some information about Shi San, such as breed, your status, number, and the right side had a photograph of Shi San with an embossed stamp, with Brian’s phone number and the NW Action Department’s verification number below it.

Beneath the ID booklet was a specially made dog tag.

The dog tag was the badge of the NW Action Department, and on the backside, there was an indentation where a location tracker could be attached. Inside the indentation was Shi San’s employee number.

Further down, there were the police dog uniforms, two sets of adjustable service dog vests for changing, and two sets of similarly adjustable Bullet-Proof Vests.

On the vest, there were also small pockets for tucking in things like ID.

Apart from these,

At the bottom of the box, there were some small gadgets.

For instance, the latest portable enforcement camera and corresponding recording and storage devices developed by the NW research department, which looked like a small square box that could be attached to the police dog vest.

Brian couldn’t figure out why the logistics staff in NW didn’t care much for their equipment, but put so much thought into a dog’s equipment!

NW didn’t even have a specialized police dog squad.

What he didn’t know was that Shi San’s reputation inside NW was even bigger than his as the ’Lucky Autopsy Officer’, and more popular.

After all, who would reject a tiny dog colleague that wouldn’t have conflicting interests with them.

...

At first, Shi San was quite curious about these things, but amid the flurry of hands from the group, it quickly realized it was just for show.

Shi San let them dress it up, and the transformation was quickly completed.

It was only about two and a half months old now, its appetite growing, but it was just getting fatter, with hardly any change in size, still slightly smaller than Labradors of the same age.

This led to a pile of equipment on Shi San’s back, looking like a doll in heavy armor, a slug in a turtle shell, clumsy and funny.

"Woof~ (Uncomfortable~)"

Shi San looked at Brian with pitiful eyes.

Finally, at Shi San’s strong insistence, Brian had to pack up all the equipment, leaving only a dog tag with a number.

The tracker, not needed for duty, naturally wasn’t equipped.

Even with just the dog tag hanging, Shi San still showed resistance.

It preferred the joy of running free without any restraints.

Seeing this, Brian patted Shi San’s head, "With this tag, you’re now a dog with an identity, legally allowed to bite bad guys."

As a police dog of the NW Action Department, ordinary officers seeing Shi San would have to salute.

Under Brian’s guidance for these days, Shi San actually understood the difference between humans and dogs, but it habitually called Brian the big dog.

Upon hearing Brian’s words, Shi San’s eyes lit up, "Woof woof woof~~ Big dog, does that mean I can grab and eat tasty food whenever I see it now?"

Brian rolled his eyes.

This dog Shi San, taking advantage of humans, with a bully the weak and fear the strong character, probably couldn’t be changed; if it were in his former life, combing a middle part, it would be the kind of interpreter who’d eat big watermelons at folks’ stalls without paying.

...

In the afternoon,

Ivan and Glenn came back, taking the newbie Green away to help out.

Brian smelled the blood on both of them.

The scent was very strong.

It was difficult to be stained with such an intense scent of blood unless one was in an environment filled with a great deal of it.

Besides,

Glenn, that pervert, also had a very strong smell of gunpowder on him.

The smell was so heavy that it was clear even without activating his enhanced sense of smell.

The B6 team had been established for just over a month,

and Brian had discovered Glenn firing a gun for only the second time.

The last time was during a terrorist attack by the Original Sect lunatics.

Brian realized that the Teddy combo was encountering some trouble during their case investigation.

However, since Ivan and the others didn’t actively seek help, Brian simply mentioned in passing whether they needed assistance, and after being refused, he didn’t pry any further.

This seemed to be an unspoken workplace understanding within the civic institutions here.

When it came to assigned tasks, if others didn’t ask for help, rushing to assist them would only be seen as disrespectful and condescending.

After all, Brian was merely a nominal acting team leader, and Ivan’s group wasn’t like Green’s subordinates who had accepted their place.

It was necessary to be aware of one’s limits.

...

The entire afternoon, the B6 team still hadn’t received any new cases.

Brian was bored out of his mind.

He simply pulled Shi San and Ali, the weapon expert who was slacking off in the underground shooting range, to visit a motorcycle supermarket, preparing to look for a motorcycle for daily travel.

He had wanted to ask Ali for help in getting a custom-made bulletproof vehicle with explosive speed that could also go off-road.

Ali indeed had the connections, but such customized vehicles often required a lengthy time and repeated testing to ensure the safety of the vehicle.

According to Ali, it would take at least six months at the earliest.

Brian had grown tired of the sluggishness of ordinary cars.

He planned to get a motorcycle that could break three hundred kilometers per hour before the custom car was delivered.

Speed and passion have always been a man’s romance.

Brian was no exception.

...

On the other side,

Green followed Ivan and the others to a small warehouse, still not fully grasping the situation.

When the warehouse door was opened,

he was stunned.

Green was silent for a moment, then looked towards his seniors, Ivan and Glenn, "Sorry, I’m a bit confused. Are we here to investigate a case or are we going to war?"

Inside the not-so-large warehouse were various automatic rifles, pistols, grenades, and in the middle of the floor, there was even an old-fashioned heavy machine gun...

Ivan patted Green’s shoulder, licked his lips, and revealed a bloodthirsty smile, "This case is a bit special; we need to knock out a bunch of bastards first, then we can solve the case!"

Glenn’s handsome face also displayed a cold smirk, "Those bastards, they killed my informant friend, simply capturing them would be too merciful. We’ve got to repay blood with blood, a tooth for a tooth!"

Green, observing the sudden change in the demeanor of the two, swallowed hard, "Would Brian, our boss, have any objections to this?"

Were these still the sunny and enthusiastic Ivan and the always lecherous-looking Glenn!

Memories of the first time he met Brian, crushing a cigarette butt, came to Ivan’s mind as he grinned, "No, Brian won’t have any objections!"

The newbie still didn’t understand.

Their team was not one to play by the rules!

As an enthusiastic senior, Ivan was prepared to teach Green a lesson so he could understand what the B6 team’s style of handling cases was like.

Finding himself between the two male colleagues, Green was flustered.

He clumsily put on a bullet-proof vest, picked up an automatic rifle, and strapped on grenades.

Ivan was particularly sadistic, carrying an old-fashioned M60 machine gun that weighed over twenty pounds and was draped with a long chain of ammunition, exuding an oppressive aura.

Glenn, on the other hand, drew out a large sniper rifle, pistols strapped to his legs, shedding his usual listless demeanor, his eyes now shimmering with a sharp murderous intent.

Taking advantage of the time before the end of the workday,

Two fully-armed thugs, plus one dazed rookie, drove off in a modified car with single-way glass, disappearing into the traffic...

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