People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 2 002. The plot begins.

"You don't even forget where you put your keys?"

Zhang San, who was sitting at the door, saw that Chris was flipping through it anxiously, so he asked curiously.

"No! It's just harder to find, give me some time."

After turning the tires in the yard three times, Chris sighed helplessly and disappeared from Zhang San's sight.

Bah!
There was a sound of shattering glass, and Chris stepped on the shards of glass to open the door for his old friend.

There was a strange smell in the house, and Chris lay down on the bed by himself: "You can do whatever you want."

The beer in the refrigerator has long expired, and the only thing left to eat after not paying the electricity bill is a can of pickled cucumbers.

"During the time you were arrested, I built a big house with everything in it."

When he said this, Zhang San deliberately emphasized his tone later.

"Come on, right now I just want to lie down and find a girl."

"It's up to you. I still have the same phone number as before. If you need me, just call me."

The kind police officer Zhang left a large wad of bills for Chris when he went out. He knew that this buddy would not be able to sleep for long.

Jingle ~

As soon as his front feet left, Chris was called out while lying on the bed.

Seeing a few people standing at the door of the window, Chris really wanted to say something dirty to vent his feelings.

"You have a good friend. Officer Zhang has done a lot of good things over the years."

The black man who sat down on a stool introduced himself.

His name is Moon, and he is here to trouble Chris.

Fortunately, Chris doesn't need to worry about this problem, because as long as he joins Moon's team, Chris, who should have been in prison for 30 years, will not be sent to prison.

His boss is Amanda Waller, and the task of their team is to do some unexplainable things.

The blonde girl in the team is called Harcourt. She has a good figure and is very hot. Chris thought it would be better if he could communicate with her further.

A fat bearded man, Chris remembered the word John because his name was too long.

Another fat black guy, newcomer who identifies as female, Leota Adebayo.

Her eloquence is very good, and there is nothing wrong with introducing herself except for making the atmosphere weird.

"A new mission, we're calling it Project Butterfly..."

Mu En, who was narrating the incident, noticed the corner of the banknote protruding from the buttocks of the Peace Messenger, and he guessed that it was the money that Police Officer Zhang had left for Chris.

The past story of the peace messenger, the vigilante, and the evil squad formed by Zhang San Muen knew something from Waller, but he couldn't understand why Zhang San became a police officer now.

The anti-evil team has been active for a long time after the peace envoy was arrested. The vigilante took Zhang San to kill and rob everywhere, and he was on the wanted list.

Moon was curious about how Zhang San cleared himself, because he was the only Asian in this area who fit the profile of a criminal.

Maybe he saved the police chief, or maybe he did some great favor to the police department.

But this is not what Moon needs to worry about. The main thing is that Peacemaker has a friend who is a policeman, which can save the team a lot of trouble.

"Project Butterfly..."

The Messenger of Peace looked at Mu En and asked earnestly, "The Starfish Project is to deal with a huge starfish, so this time we are going to deal with Mothra?"

Before Moon could explain, he asked again: "Can you give me a jetpack? I don't know how to deal with Mothra without it."

"It's not Mothra..."

"But I still want a jetpack, can you help me?"

Mu En was speechless. He stared at the Messenger of Peace with his wide eyes and said, "This time you are going to deal with a group of bad guys. They are called butterflies."

"So no more jetpacks?"

The Peacemaker doesn't care about who the target is, he just wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get a jetpack!
"Hey, that jar of pickles is years old!"

Seeing the fat bearded man holding a jar of pickled cucumbers and eating them deliciously, the peace messenger kindly reminded him.

yue!

There is no doubt that although the pickled cucumbers that have been stored for several years are edible, the psychological effect still makes the bearded John vomit out what he has eaten.

"If I refuse..."

"Then go back to Dream Prison."

"What if I run away?"

"The bomb in your head is still there, and if we can't find anyone, we'll blow your head off."

Mu En's series of fluent answers made the Messenger of Peace speechless, and the Messenger of Peace, whose face was full of fucking life, sighed and nodded to indicate that he had joined.

"Meet you for dinner. Where can we meet at 07:30?"

With a relaxed expression, Moon asked the opinions of others present.

Fat black girl Liotta's eyes lit up and she immediately recommended: "The Fennel Field Restaurant on Manchester Road, that cheese stick is very delicious!"

Just like that, the location for the dinner party was decided.

"I will go, but I have to go to my father's house to pick up Yingying first."

The Peace Messenger responded, but Moon, who stood up and walked out, turned to him with a puzzled look on his face and asked: "Who is Yingying?"

"My best partner, didn't you hear Waller mention it?"

"Your partner is not a vigilante and..."

"They're just friends."

……

Zhang San, who had left Chris's house by bicycle a long time ago, had no idea that he was being discussed behind his back. He called the police when he picked up the peace envoy and was discharged from the hospital today.

Now he has to go back to the police station to write a report and hand it in, and at the same time replenish his ammunition.

"Look who's back, it's our direct train to heaven!"

"Officer Zhang, may I go to heaven if I have sinned so much?"

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as the door was opened, a group of colleagues inside cheerfully made fun of Zhang San.

After all, he was the only police officer who was given the nickname Heaven Express, and his administrative leave was as long as that of the uncle cleaning outside the door.

All joking aside, they really admired Officer Zhang. Officer Zhang's psychological quality was so strong that he could not be affected by all kinds of negative news.

"Come on, if any of you can help me write a report now, I will thank you."

Zhang San turned his head and looked over, but all the colleagues who had been joking just for a second suddenly became busy people, and none of them looked at him directly.

【Oh shit! 】

When bragging, everyone is involved, but now if you want them to do you a favor, you can pretend to be dead. These colleagues are worthy of being the bastards among the bastards.

Think about how much Zhang San has done for this small police station, but now he can’t even find anyone to help...

Ugh…

(End of this chapter)