When he returned to the police station and faced his colleagues who were still busy, James had calmed down a lot. No matter what the purpose of the North District Police Department was to cover up the chaos in the southeast, at least the effect was significant. The ordinary citizens of Barton did not fall into panic.
On the contrary, James' partner Coulson looked irritable. Oh, and the detective with the Southeastern informant who failed to provide any useful information is still being squeezed out.
"Lance, follow me!" Coulson pulled James and rushed upstairs. James didn't even have time to put down the portrait in his hand.
"What are you doing!" James pushed away Coulson's hand in front of the elevator, "I also want to arrange for the sketch artist to meet the workers who came to provide clues!"
With Eve's painting, it means that the workers can provide the appearance of the person who is 'supposedly' to have suddenly spontaneously combusted, which is a good thing. However, due to some strange psychology, looking at Eve's portrait that is even more detailed than a photo always makes people feel unreal. James is more willing to trust the sketch artist in his bureau rather than a good-looking person. A little girl who is unreal.
"Uh." Detective Coulson picked up a guy who was passing by and ordered with his rights as a police detective, "Go over there and greet those people and send a sketch artist over there!"
The guy glanced at Coulson, whose eyes were irresistible, curled his lips, and nodded, it was over.
James was dragged into the elevator. Coulson ignored the colleagues running outside the elevator door shouting "Wait for the elevator!" and kept poking at the closing button with his fingers.
Well, Coulson, who had been squeezed out anyway, was really not ready to make any effort at all. He looked at his colleagues outside the closed elevator door with a corner of his mouth and made a bad mouth shape.
The sound was no longer heard, and the elevator began to move upward. James frowned as he looked at the button on the top floor that was pressed. Coulson is going to see Director Cologne!
"Coulson. What do you want to do?" James looked at his partner's waist, staring impatiently at the jumping and growing numbers on the elevator door.
Coulson glanced at James and ignored him.
"Coulson!" James didn't like being ignored, nor did he like being suddenly dragged to see the director! James needs to know what his partner is up to! "You want to tell me, what are we going to do now?!"
"We'll find out when we go up there! Why are you so anxious!" Coulson clicked his tongue and shook his legs irritably.
urgent? Not knowing who was anxious, James looked at Coulson who was exuding impatience and shook his head. He said in a low voice and complainingly, "You are so proactive in doing things for Grande."
Is Coulson positive enough? It’s as if James is not active! Every time he said 'no', every time he refused all of Zach's requests, the young detective still did it with his first priority!
Coulson turned his eyes to James and twitched the corner of his mouth gloomily, "You want to talk about me? How many times have you disappeared inexplicably and secretly investigated things by yourself. Suddenly you brought out important clues of the case, thinking that I didn't know how you did it. Did you get it! I am active? Huh!"
James's face dropped, and his fists were clenching... The truth is always the hardest thing to argue with, and James didn't have Zach's tongue.
Coulson pulled out the portrait that James was holding, as if to prevent James from crushing it, "Okay! Don't jabber there! I'm too lazy to steal your informant! Grande is Yours!" This is based on a simple fact. Zach probably doesn't even know Coulson's name, so he should keep calling him 'Detective Coulson'. And the title between James and Zach, haha. They are so close that sometimes even their names are omitted, and you can tell by just staring that you are talking to each other!
James' anger level was building up. The reason was that he didn't know how to refute Coulson's statement. Oh, to be more precise, James didn't know whether to refute or not. He couldn't imagine Zach working with a detective who didn't know Zach's true identity. That's not cooperation, that's a puppet manipulated by a vampire.
"We're going to see the director!" Coulson ignored James. He had no idea what James was thinking right now. "You'd better be honest! This case probably involves far more than just your Grande." The commission is so simple! Just listen on the sidelines. Don’t interrupt later!”
Coulson unfolded Eve's painting, took a look at it, twitched at the corner of his eye, put away the painting, and took a deep breath. As the value on the elevator door gradually approached the maximum value, he had to prepare for a conversation with the director for a while.
When the elevator reached the top, Coulson took a deep breath for the last time, walked to the director's office with a clear purpose, and knocked on the door.
"I've given you enough time! You've done everything well!" The person in the office who was about to leave and opened the door said gloomily something like an ultimatum.
Who has the standing to issue an ultimatum to the chief of the Patton Police Department? Mayor Anthony.
Anthony's eyes swept over the faces of the two police detectives standing at the door, without any change, and walked straight to the elevator.
James and Coulson obviously did not have the mayor's magnanimity. They watched blankly as the mayor's back entered the elevator and then turned around. They maintained their gloomy expressions after the unpleasant conversation and stared directly at the elevator door that began to close.
"What are you two looking at!" Director Cologne's voice revealed his annoyance, "Come in!"
James and Coulson trembled, came to their senses and entered the office, closing the door carefully. Obviously, the director was in a bad mood, and the direct result was that James and Coulson stood unnaturally in front of the desk, and no one spoke for a while.
Director Cologne closed the documents on the table, which were obviously the contents of the previous conversation with the mayor.
"What's the matter!" Cologne finished sorting the documents, but the two people opposite him hadn't spoken yet. He asked in a bad tone, "Speak!"
"Uh..." Coulson made some noise.
"Hurry up!" Colon slapped the table. It seemed that the previous conversation with the mayor was very bad.
"Director!" Coulson, after trembling all over, actually took a step forward and sat on the chair without permission, "We are investigating a case, I think..."
"Case?!" Cologne glared at Coulson, "I don't remember what case your team leader assigned you two!" The anger from the previous conversation clearly dominated the current director's mood, "You two did it again What?! What trouble did you get into!"
"We didn't..." There was actually a hint of grievance. Coulson pursed his lips. 'Trouble' was not the hallmark of Detective Coulson's career. "Director, I know this is not a good time. But please listen to me, Director!" I think this case has a major impact! It’s no better than the current situation in the southeast..." Coulson gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
It means being caught in a gang war in the Southeast is even worse! Wait, is Coulson still going to talk about the ridiculous spontaneous fire that Grande's Zack accepted perfunctorily
"The situation in the southeast?!" Director Cologne seemed to be ignited, staring at Coulson in front of him with extreme anger, and lowered his voice and discipline, "What the hell do you know about the southeast!!"
Coulson's face turned green. That's it, he, Coulson, doesn't know anything about the situation in the southeast!
"Useless guy!" Director Cologne glanced at Coulson viciously, his tone as if he had raised a freeloader in vain, "We have some internal information from the Southeast, so things won't develop like this!"
Guess, the anger accumulated in the previous conversation with the mayor was vented now. So, was the content of the previous conversation about the southeastern issue
"How long has it been! The public and the media are beginning to notice something! What about us?!" Colon slapped the table, his eyes no longer looking at Coulson who had completely lowered his head, but the target of his anger was completely directed towards Coulson, " The police department has no information that can be made public!! How did this chaos start? Which gang started it? What is the purpose? What are those gangs going to do? We have nothing to say!! Nothing!"
Cologne flipped the documents on his desk with great movements, "We are still collecting corpses in the southeast! Try our best to cover up the incident and prevent civilians from panic! But is it useful?!" Cologne glared at Coulson again, "Do you think it's useful! My Detective Coulson! It won't be long before the media will find out everything our police department has done during this period! Ha!" He smiled with extreme anger, "We don't have any usable information made public. They They won’t say that we are trying to maintain stability, they will write us as conspirators who hide the truth from the citizens!!”
Well! Zach is right! Zach is right again! Whether it is the malicious 'police conspiracy' theory due to the police's awareness of geographical injustice, or the fact that the police are still concealing the facts because they have no results for them to disclose.
Director Cologne stopped moving, staring at Coulson who had his head lowered, almost touching the desk. "Who is this all about?! You! Detective Coulson!! We allow you to occasionally use your private rights to do things in the southeast, just to maintain your informants in the southeast! Now we need your informants, When your resources are needed, where are the people?! Where are the things?!”
To answer this question, practice projecting images in front of a mirror in the Grande basement.
"So don't mention the situation in the southeast to me! You don't deserve it!" After venting. Director Cologne's mood seemed to change slightly, "You don't know anything at all!" At least, there was no more swearing.
James stood aside honestly, listening to all this, not knowing what to think, but he felt a little sympathy for his partner, so he spoke, "Director, we are here to talk about other cases..." As a reminder. The director who was venting his emotions had other things to do here.
"Shut up!" Cologne seemed to be ignited with another ball of anger, "Detective Lance!" He deliberately raised his voice again, "I think you are not bad! When I come back from vacation, I will first solve a small case in the North District. Went to Bishop's in the West District, ha!" He smiled sarcastically, "Haha! We made a big case that the people above put pressure on!"
You know what Colon is talking about, Bishop Manor's 'Truth' 2.0.
In the incident involving Zach, a foreign race, these humans will never get the truth. Under the truth, there are layers of illusions woven by various events and coincidences.
James was not prepared for the director's anger to be transferred to him. He frowned, pursed his lips, and stood still with his whole body tense.
"What have you done now?" Director Cologne leaned back, his posture inexplicably relaxed, a strange twist. This was a wordless abandonment, "Haha, whatever." His eyes were directed at the ceiling listlessly, his hands were clasped together, he looked very relaxed, and he shook his head against the upper edge of the backrest, and his tone was completely cold. Go down, "What case, tell me."
James was not prepared to speak anymore, and stood with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Coulson raised his head at this time, his expression was not good. At this time, both of them were being treated by the director, well, it can be said that they were bored. Continuing talking didn't seem like an option, but I still had to say what needed to be said.
"Director, do you remember that when we were cooperating with Newton on the Fight Club case, you asked me to get information from the Newton police?" Coulson's tone was very careful, careful not to touch the director's minefield again.
Director Cologne moved his shoulders. That’s the answer.
"Then, does the director still remember that I compiled a detailed list of the terrorist attacks in Newton City during the later stages of the case, before the club came to Barton?"
Colon's eyes twitched, he leaned back from the chair, looked at Coulson, his expression became serious, "What do you want to say."
"The same thing happened in Patton." Coulson knew the director's attention was back. Abandoning everything before, grievances or whatever, I said this!
James was shocked, that ridiculous fire? No, impossible! Sissi the Saint is not in Barton at all!
"Impossible!" Director Cologne's eyes glared, "The club's case has been solved, and the leader has been wanted (a fake, impossible to be wanted portrait. Based on the painting of a dead Paisingen) ), the members have all been brought into the bureau for interrogation. According to the action pattern of the club in Newton, the members of Barton are still in the primary stage of brainwashing, and at most they can do small things that damage public facilities and affect public order!"
"I know." Coulson replied seriously, "I don't want to make such speculation. But..." Coulson took a deep breath, "I suspect that he is not a member of Barton's club!" Coulson suddenly unfolded Eve's painting, "Director! James and I received information from an informant that a very ridiculous spontaneous combustion event occurred in Barton at the same time a few days ago, resulting in a fire!"
Director Cologne looked at the portrait, which was even more detailed than the photo. The expression is waiting for explanation.
"When the Newton police came, they provided a casualty report and a detailed analysis of the club's modus operandi, including this type of suicide attack!"
Don't be surprised, these are violent elements specially 'trained' by the Saints to fight against the Newton Demon. Suicide attack? Terrorist attacks? Oh, these words are too shallow!
"But you asked me to get information, so I sorted out the number of club members in Newton and the casualty data in their later attacks, and found that they didn't match up! Some of the club members in Newton were not arrested at all. They caught it!”
"I have read your report." Director Cologne frowned. "I thought we had reached a consensus. The club was transferred to Barton, the case was also solved in Barton, and these remaining people had fled. During that time, we had united The traffic department strictly checked the migrant population entering and exiting Barton in the direction of Newton, but found nothing."
"Yes!" Coulson was a little excited. "The problem is that we only paid attention to that period of time! Now! Yes! We have solved the club's case. Don't these remaining members think about revenge? Revenge against Barton!"
Coulson pointed to the portrait, "James and I have interviewed the witnesses of a certain spontaneous fire scene in detail. This is..." Coulson was momentarily stuck, "The portrait provided by an enthusiastic citizen, uh, the point is , we confirmed that this perpetrator was unknown to anyone! He was a stranger to those witnesses!”
"Somewhere?" Colon stared at Coulson, "Where?"
"Paisin!" Cologne replied, "We all know where Paisin is. It turns out that in the early days of Patton's history, the workers of the Hermann Factory, the second and third generations who stayed (Hermann Factory and Paisin) Siying's relationship was explained in the Fight Club incident volume, James' undercover line)."
Coulson was showing how odd it was for a stranger to appear in a community of descendants who had mixed feelings about Paisin, looking at his chief, "And they don't know this guy!"
"This is pure speculation!" Director Cologne's face became bored again, "If this is what you are going to say, a conjecture put together by some things! Huh, you really want to rely on this to divert your problems in the southeast If you are incompetent, then your plan is wrong! Coulson!" You are really not polite at all!
Coulson looked ugly. It seemed that Director Cologne was right, "Director! I didn't plan anything!" Sophistry? "I'm just asking for permission. James and I are willing to investigate this case with all our strength! I know I'm useless in the southeast! But this! What if I'm right?! Barton can't afford this another bad incident! I can't let go Pass!"
This conversation has come to an end.
Director Cologne looked at Coulson for an embarrassingly long time, and finally shook his head, "You have my permission. This case is yours and your partner's."
When Coulson was relaxing, Director Cologne added with a twist of his lips, "It's just you two, don't expect me to assign anyone to you! The bureau has no resources to waste on you now! Now, get out!" (..)