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Chapter 129: Sharing the joys and sorrows, my confidant will come late

Small meeting room.

Carl, who was owed debts in his past life in this life, first took the lead in applauding and welcomed the new bird Ives.

Amid the sparse applause, there was only the easy-going rabbit-eared girl lover, the salted fish Neil responded enthusiastically, and the momentum of sharing the joys and sorrows and a confidant coming late.

Tiger was just stabbed by the cunning Avis to hurt the man's self-esteem and was still thinking about defeating him, so he naturally had no good face.

Needless to say, if I hadn't been wearing plaster on my hand, I would have grabbed Ai Thief's collar and fought to the death with him.

Teresh and Avis have no grudges, no grudges near him, and it is pure surprise not to like him.

The naive girl is on the same front as Lu Yisi. Now even Sister Evette, who loves her the most, wants to kill Aivis. Tracy has no reason to welcome Aigo.

The society is afraid that Dalton has buried himself in his collar to relieve the panic in many occasions...

Not bad, the atmosphere is OK! Everyone beat Ivis without the first meeting. The good start was the successful mother... Carl nodded and said:

"Today Ives and I went to the Lotus Community, and continued to contact the animal smell and check for places with mud and sand and animals."

"Senior Brother Dalton and I continue to follow Hesha." Salt Fish Neil spoke actively.

"Where are the men in black, Teresh and I went to check the people on the Yueying perfume list, and then went to a few clothing factories to see if we could find the same style for the clothes designed by Dark Gold Pattern and Shoulder Bird." The bearded Tiger booked his White Moonlight Teresh and quickly expressed his opinion.

"Xiao Yi, please send me the dispatcher." Carl looked at the fat girl kindly.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of my house." Fat Yi glared at Avis and said as if nothing had happened.

"The Perotti Inspector General Team expanded the monitoring scope, but the results were not very good, and the progress of the river sand was not very smooth. Yesterday, I ran a few miles apart in the Lotus Community and found more than a dozen construction sites and old narrow renovations and other places with large amounts of sand. All of them were taken and handed over to the appraisal department. It is estimated that the scope will be expanded." Neil enthusiastically updated the brick-moving progress to make up for the lack of social interaction in Mimosa Dalton.

"Well, be careful, you will likely face the suspects and protect yourself."

Carl replayed the old tune, emphasizing safety issues.

"Old...boss! Who is Avis's coach? "Dalton rarely raised his hand to speak.

Asked a question that everyone is concerned about.

Because 80% of the people in the whole group dislike Aigou.

"Neil, if I'm not here, you can take charge of the team, can you?" The old father Carl kindly assigned a task and kicked Avis to Neil, who seemed to be the least willing to kill him.

"No problem." Salt Fish Neil smiled, responded with heartyness, and snapped his fingers.

"Dalton, please adjust the schedule and try to put them together."

"Okay boss."

Mimosa social phobia Dalton, who finally got rid of social criticism, wanted to hang out to celebrate with firecrackers.

"Are there any more to speak?"

"When will Ivis' welcome meeting be there?" Neil couldn't wait to ask Carl to pay for everyone to drink.

"Let's wait until this case is settled or come to an end. I've had a lot of things recently, and everyone can't get together."

Carl put on the book and went his separate ways.

As soon as he left the state bureau hall and planned to go to the parking lot, he was stopped by the director's secretary.

The secretary of the director was a middle-aged section chief, who appeared silently like a ghost, causing Carl and new team member Avis Amber to go to the director's office, and then disappeared like a ghost.

It seems that they are picking up the meeting time point and bringing people over.

Carl guessed that it was not a good thing.

If you just meet the new super special police, will it take you to go to work early Monday morning and can't wait for them to finish the meeting?

It should be the reporting materials submitted by Yvette, which will take effect.

Sure enough, as soon as Carl entered the director's office, he saw several people standing straight in front of the director's desk-

Cheng Liang's bald head is as smooth as a mirror, Uncle Raymond, looks less hair. He probably was worried about his appearance in court for the Mayan sacrifice case.

The other three people are: the proud uncle of heaven, the handsome and noble son, Jemeni, and the slutty party Scott Hamilton.

"Hello, Director!"

Carl bowed 90 degrees.

Ives quickly followed, lowered his head and bowed, and shouted: "Hello, Director!"

"Well, I know what to ask you to do."

The first man in the Galileo State Bureau of Investigation, political skills and business ability, became the legendary man - the director of the State Bureau, Mogaro Saber, sat behind the computer screen on the desk, busy reading the emails and replying briefly.

The uncle in his fifties has a round buzz cut and a slender white scar on his chin.

There are three head-raising patterns on the forehead, the folds are very deep, and it is more obvious when raising your eyes.

Wearing a grand and modest high-rise uniform.

He has a low figure, a tiger's waist, a bear's back, a big waist, a round waist, and can be seen to be very strong when he was young.

"Didn't Yvette's materials go to the Political Department?" Carl asked respectfully.

"Everything goes to the Political Department! Am I still shameless?"

Director Scar with a tiger's waist and a bear's back sounds like a bell, and his dantian is full of energy.

Strong people all have this characteristic and their voices are particularly thick.

The director of the State Bureau, Mogaro Sabo, is even the best among the loudest voices.

The loud voice and hot temper are the prominent style of the people of the Bay of San Mateo.

Swearing is yelling, and speaking is roaring.

The director is getting older and gradually becomes calmer and turns his reputation into pressure.

Be powerful without anger.

Huh... the purpose is achieved! Carl secretly is happy.

The Department of Political Science is the internal oversight department of every state bureau of investigation.

If the agents have a bad moral character and have bad reputation, they will be invited to the Political Department for tea.

The punishment can range from small penalties to large amounts of fines and large amounts of fire.

But the Political Department only cares about trivial matters, and its main purpose is to let agents restrain their moral integrity and not challenge the moral bottom line.

If an agent violates the law, the external supervision department’s inspection department must punish and handle it.

In short, the Political Department is a department of the state bureau that manages the morality of colleagues.

The Inspectorate is an external supervisory agency, and agents violate the law.

Ivette was asked to submit materials to the Political Department, report to Scott, and steal private documents without authorization. The original purpose was not to steal family misfortune to the Political Department.

The receiving office of the Political Department will first give the director a review of the materials. If the director can justify himself and hit his own dog behind closed doors, the problem can be solved. The Political Department will return the materials.

If the Political Department believes that punishment and warning must be imposed, and the Director cannot justify himself, he will have to set up a file to investigate the loss of the agent's moral losses.

This "return system" is to prevent agents from using the political department as a tool for dogs to bite dogs and use the supervision agencies within the system to fight infight.

Greatly reduce retaliation within the system.

Moreover, the reporting materials must be watched by the director and the trivial intrigues, and they all run to the bottom of the director's nose.

Before the whistleblower writes, he has to measure it for a long time. Is it worth wasting the bureau’s long time?

But Evette was indeed wronged.

She wrote down the whole story and submitted it to the Political Department together with the monitoring materials, and it was completely done, without any shortage of weight.

There are videos of Scott stealing materials, teasing and bullying her, and Scott stomping on Ivis's hands.

There are also surveillance videos of elite agents almost being destroyed by Ivis.
Chapter completed!
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