Central City, Central District, 7th floor of the Police Headquarters Building.

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The elevator door slowly opened.

The leader was a man with flax hair, wearing a custom-made black suit, with a deep face and facial features, a high nose bridge, a slightly sunken eyes, a haze, and an eagle-like gaze, sharp and terrifying, which made him unable to face the prisoner.

This natural and powerful oppressive force has made great achievements for him, but now it has made many colleagues in the police station feel afraid.

He strode into the office and crossed the mural above the center next to the elevator, which depicts many ordinary working people. The murals are deeply engraved with slogans of "freedom, justice, fairness, and peace", which indicates and warns every policeman who goes out to work. The Midtown Police Department is serving the city and protecting the central city.

Al Swan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were angry and his face gloomy. From the moment the elevator door opened, he headed towards the police chief's office in a blazing manner. Anyone could see the anger of this outstanding police officer.

The entire office was silent for a moment. Many colleagues, whether they were in suits, military uniforms, or colleagues holding documents in their hands, saw Al Swan's angry look, and couldn't help but stop their movements and whisper to the people next to him.

"Who is unhappy about Al?"

"I'm so unhappy when I'm back from vacation?"

"Lost a prisoner?"

"No, it's that special operations team."

"The superiors did not allow Swan to join the team."

"Damn it, it's that super special operations team. Can't even Al get in?"

"Who else can enter that super team?"

"Who is so unlucky?"

"I hope he can withstand Al's anger."

Most of the police colleagues guessed things clearly, which made Al's face even more ugly when he heard the facts.

Al Swan came to the director's office with anger. He stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and glanced back at the many police colleagues who were talking in a low voice. Many police colleagues began to continue working as if nothing had happened.

Al held his breath, raised his hand, gently tapped the glass of the wooden door with classical patterns, and through the curtain mat inside, he vaguely saw the director working at his desk. Al suppressed his unwillingness and said, "It's me, Al Swan."

"Come in." A calm voice came out.

When the sound of allowing entry was heard from inside, Al couldn't wait to turn the door handle and enter the director's office.

It was a room full of case studies but with classical temperament. Mark Barker, the police chief, was a slightly fat, rich middle-aged man. He looked harmonious and had a faint majesty, with a wise and shrewd look, and the glasses with gold wire frames gave him a stern and unspeakable solemnity.

"Ayer, I said, you can't join the Super Special Handling Team."

Mark Barker withdrew his gaze from the case file on the desktop, looked at Al Swan through his silk glasses, and said in doubt.

Usually, he didn't need to pay attention to any cases, because there were many outstanding police officers like Al Swan and Burt in the police station. Many of the crimes could not escape the eyes of Al Swan, a smart young man and experienced Burt. Therefore, most of him were in the office, waiting for their report.

The central city is not a chaotic place like Gotham. The central city is an orderly and sunny city. Although there are crimes here, it has been maintained at a relatively good balance under the protection of many colleagues in the police station.

Of course, this peace is inseparable from Mark Barker's decades of concern that the city government has maintained the correct plan, so that the current peace and sunny central city will be found.

"Mark, I'm not convinced."

Al Swan couldn't help but pull his tie, relaxed for himself to face Mark, and then said with a little anger.

"My achievements at the Midtown Police Department are obvious to all."

"Mark, over the past three years, I can say that I am a well-deserved star policeman."

"Four years ago, the golden robbery."

"Two years ago, the youngest son of the Jester family was kidnapped."

"A year ago, the theft case of Midtown Bank."

"I solved the murder case in the secret room and the gang drug manufacturing base one by one."

"Although other colleagues have also contributed, you cannot deny that this is what I have uncovered and found clues from the mysteries, and the main leaders will complete it together!"

Al Swan stared at Mark, his gloomy eyes showing a compelling attitude everywhere.

"I know, Al."

Director Mark closed the file in his hand, took a white porcelain cup in his hand, opened the lid, and gently blew the hot coffee steam coming out of the cup. The faint smell of coffee in the whole room was infected with mellowness.

"Then why can't I join the Super Special Handling Team?"

Al Swan put his hands on the desk and leaned over. His eyes were staring at his immediate boss with an eagle-like gaze, without any politeness.

He always thought that his immediate boss was a smart, capable, smart, wise and yet undescending leader, and could allow him to fully display his abilities in the Zhongcheng Police Station.

But unexpectedly, this smart and capable leader still disappointed himself.

"Swan, your ability is obvious to all."

Mark took a sip of the mellow black coffee. The bitter coffee smell refreshed him a little. His tone remained unchanged and he paused for a moment.

However, you are too arrogant and radical, and your continuous success has made you unable to tell the difference between your abilities and your abilities.

Mark continued: "This is a crime that is beyond ordinary people's face. It is difficult for you and me to face it directly in such a way. In the future, it is inevitable that we will become the scamrators of this kind of battlefield."

Mark has a clear mind, standing on the security of the entire Midtown, leading the police station, and seeing the future with vision and clarity. From Batman in Gotham, Superman of Steel in the Metropolis, and the magical Amazon combat power of Wonder Woman, many superheroes and super-powered crimes have appeared in the world one after another. In addition, the recent superhuman crimes in Central City are all showing that the number of superhuman humans in this world is gradually increasing.

This brought some urgency to the police chief Mark, and promoted the idea of ​​dealing with this type of super-powered crime. For the safety of Midtown, he needed to set up a special operation team to face this super-powered crime in a timely manner to avoid greater losses in the future Central City.

It is inevitable that ordinary police officers are already difficult to deal with this kind of superhuman.
Chapter completed!