The wooden lion the size of a palm stands in the middle of the front of the table, with its limbs lifelike and its mane clearly visible.

There is no external gold foil or diamond decoration, but it is just a roaring look on the sky. It is a little shabby small object, but it has a unique momentum.

There is also a golden balance in the direction the lion's head is facing, which should have been placed at the forefront of the table.

It symbolizes fairness and law, and what is interesting is that the material used to create it is ordinary gold.

Bechimo Edward sat behind the long table, holding the police station's promotion documents in his hand. As the chief, he will attend the police officers' promotion ceremony today and personally issue them with sheriff's certificates.

As a dominant strong man, he didn't need to come forward in this way, but since he was in this position, he had to fulfill his responsibilities.

Even if these ordinary sheriffs are promoted, he will look at them one by one, because these people will serve the people in the future. Their quality determines the overall quality and ability of the police station, and also determines whether the people get from them whether they have a sense of protection and security, threat and distrust.

I carefully read the information summary of these sheriffs and confirmed that there were no problems.

Pull open the brass round buckle on a small mahogany cabinet on the right side of the table and store the information.

This kind of cabinet is Demingham's latest safety cabinet or safe. As the director of the police station, his cabinet is naturally specially made. It is not small in size, but the drawers are not big, because there are 8 same drawers hidden inside.

Including the ones that usually appear outside, there are 15 total. Among these 15 drawers, there are only 5 drawers that really store files. There is a drawer connected below the 5 numeric keys next to them.

The key is that after the button is pressed and activated, there are only 7 exposed drawers, and only one of these 7 actually stores things. Once the entire cabinet is pulled incorrectly, it will immediately lock and sound the alarm.

I glanced at a small row of number buttons on the edge and pressed the number 3. There was a sound in the wooden cabinet. My fingers slid from top to bottom, and opened the last drawer, where there was a yellowed scroll.

It is not the square paper commonly used in police station documents. This type of scroll is a relatively old-fashioned intelligence scroll. The outer ink paste has been taken apart, and it can be vaguely seen that it was originally a lion's head shape.

Spread the scroll on the table top with blank content. The index finger presses a small black iron piece on the left side of the scroll, first pushing it in, and then preparing to pull it out. There are some special medicines stored inside, specifically for viewing this type of confidential intelligence file.

However, it stopped halfway through the movement.

Put the scroll in the drawer and press the blank key at the bottom.

Dongdong ~

The knock on the door sounded the next second.

"Please come in."

"Director, someone outside wants to see you."

The female police officer who was specifically responsible for Bechimo Edward said, holding a tea bag in her arms.

"who?"

"I don't know, she just asked me to give this to you, saying that you will understand after seeing it... This tea bag was brought by my aunt from the south. It is a specialty. It not only has a fragrant smell, but also tastes very good."

Come in through the door and put the tea bag and a stone that looks like it is mottled on the table.

She didn't lie. The tea bag was indeed given to her by her aunt, and she knew very well that Bechimo Edward had a preference for drinking tea.

"Well... help me make a cup."

"It's not possible yet. You have to take out these tea leaves first and dry them. Let me deal with them, right?"

"good."

She has always been responsible for Bechimo Edward's tea, and this time there is no exception.

Pinching the stone between his fingers, Bechimo Edward confirmed that he had no similar token left outside. His fingers increased slightly, but the stone suddenly broke into a ball of powder at this time, and a blue energy disappeared in an instant.

“When will the promotion ceremony begin?”

Bechimo asked when he wrapped the powder in tissues and threw it into the garbage can at his feet.

"Actually you can pass now, and the police will be excited by your presence."

The promotion ceremony was held on the lawn next to the police station, which was to allow Demingham's news agency to be present and facilitate their reporting.

"I understand, I'll go to the promotion ceremony first."

She got up and left the seat, and when she walked to the door, she whispered something, but the female police officer behind her did not hear it.

After falling from the office on the third floor of the police station, due to the promotion ceremony, the police station today was particularly empty. Except for some police officers who needed to handle important cases, everyone else went out.

The eyes habitually swept over the remaining people in the police station. Some were checking the case information, some were using magnifying glasses and other tools to check the evidence, and some were sorting out documents and storing the documents in a category. Each had its own affairs.

The weather today is not good, it doesn’t snow, but the sky is a little gloomy.

Perhaps it was for the sake of saving electricity, most of the lights were turned off inside the police station, which made the inside of the police station dim. Bechimo could hear the sound outside, looked down at his clothes, and there was no problem, so he immediately prepared to step out of the police station.

At this time, newspaper reporters who had been standing around the lawn outside the inauguration ceremony had already stood around the newspaper. They were holding cameras of various styles in their hands and aimed at the door of the police station.

"Hey, Mr. Edward seems to be coming out. It's a little dark. Don't forget to use a flash, otherwise the photos taken will not look good."

I don’t know who said this suddenly in the crowd, so most of the cameramen subconsciously turned on the flash light on their cameras. The moment the tall figure stepped out from the police station gate, the lights were lit!

At this moment from dark to bright, even Bechimo Edward subconsciously blinked.

Someone moved.

The person who checked the case information slapped the table with one hand and jumped up. In an instant, two guns with muzzles were added to his hands. He pulled the trigger at Bechimo Edward repeatedly, and the bullets shot suddenly expanded in mid-air.

Observing the evidence with a magnifying glass, the man just stretched his palm towards Bechimo Edward. A large number of tentacles appeared out of thin air in the shadows around him, rushing to Bechimo Edward.

The person who had been sorting out the information threw the paper in his hand up, and the scattered paper pages formed darts and long swords and other weapons, which were clearly paper-like, but when flying forward, it caused a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

The three gold medal killers of Aden's Spear, guns, shadow guests, and origami people, all released their own specialties in this moment.

However, Bechimo Edward, who was standing at the door, looked back and his thumb, which had been on the hilt of the sabre hanging around his waist, just pushed it up gently, revealing a small part of the blade.

"cut!"

As the sound fell, the sound of metal breaking suddenly appeared in the air, the sound of energy melting and the sound of paper tearing, and the things that were about to come were cut off from it in an instant by an invisible force.

There were no bullets in the gun, but the gunman was still pulling the trigger when he landed. Hundreds of black projectiles rushed out of the broken body of the bullet that had suddenly amplified before and headed straight for the target.

If you look closely, these dense black projectiles seem to be mixed with some dark red beads.

The broken shadow tentacles condensed again, but formed several shadow monsters. They pounced on them from all angles, not just simply culling. Some dark aerosols continued to spread out on their bodies, trying to surround Bechimo Edward in the middle.

Under these shadows, there is an inexplicable mist dissipating into the surrounding air.

As for the origami that also forms again after splitting, it seems that it will fail without any damage.

Since these people were sent to assassinate by the Spear of Aden, they were naturally fully prepared. No one knew about Bechimo Edward's talent, but their nature was recorded by those who were interested in the previous battles.

Cut.

Bechimo Edward showed extremely powerful physical cutting ability in several fierce battles. Whether it was humans, weapons, or even some energy groups, the skill of raising his hand and waving his sword was cut by one knife.

His battle with Storm Goniz was even more memorable. The wind silks in the sky collided with invisible sword lights, and there was almost no intact around the battlefield.

Therefore, in this assassination today, Yadon's Spear specially selected three people who are most talented and less afraid of physical slashing from the gold medal killers.

"Not foolish... any kind of attack has its own trajectory. Since you can re-control these broken objects, it means that there is still some connection between you and them!"

A strange light lit up in his eyes. In Bechimo Edward's eyes, some extremely thin silk threads began to appear in the internal environment of the police station. These threads came from the inside of the object, existed in the wooden table, the chandeliers on the ceiling, and the attacks around them naturally also existed.

When the knife was drawn, the cold light suddenly appeared, and these silk threads were broken into light spots.

Immediately, whether it was shadow monsters or gun bullets, let alone those pieces of paper, they all turned into debris and passed away with the wind.

Only those dark red beads were broken and some powder spread into the surrounding mist.

"I once fought with Storm Goniz on the top of the mountain. I said that he could kill his wind silk. Now you have a few dirty rats in the sewer dare to appear in front of me in a daze?"

This was not just for the three people in front of him to hear this. The next moment, a wisp of wind at the door of the police station was wrapped in a cold snorted.

He roared in a low voice, the floor in front of him cracked in an inch, and several invisible air currents rushed straight to the three people in front of him.

"Invincible, retreat!"

The origami man raised his hand and a large newspaper hit the wall behind him into a hammer, then turned into a paper plane, carrying him away.

The bullet suddenly turned around and shot at the police officers on the lawn outside. Bechimo Edward, who was about to chase forward, was delayed.

The shadow guest merged into the shadow early and glanced at someone in the police force before leaving.

The latter nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!