San Mateo, Galileo Bureau of Investigation.

The burnt smell in the air finally dissipated, replaced by the smell of cement ash and lime.

The reconstruction of the dormitory building is in full swing.

Cement trucks, cranes, excavators and various large-scale equipment industrial vehicles blocked the back street of the State Bureau, making it cheaper for small vendors and sugar water trucks nearby...

Carl officially resumed work and walked into the office in the rumbling construction noise.

As soon as I came in, I saw Neil's tabletop full of milk pudding.

The pure white pudding with different shapes and sizes fully expresses Neil's usual popularity and investment.

The rate of return is very high.

Unfortunately, the pudding piled up into a hill is about to be killed -

"Hey! Carl! Long time no see, you were absent from work for two days. It's not your style, huh!"

Aigou caught the super fast bus on the intercity emergency line today and arrived at the post for lunch half an hour in advance, breaking his personal lazy brick-moving record.

Just because of this coincidental time difference, when Neil returned to his post leisurely, there were only a pile of pudding shells left on the table...

"Shhh~"

Ai Gou's clever tongue and powerful lips, he killed dozens of milk puddings in just twenty minutes...

"Damn it! Where is your face? This is what others wish me to be out of prison... Ah! I wish me to wash away the grievances! Spit it out!!! No! I will give the rest to me!"

"Can you finish eating so much by yourself? I'll help you digest it so that it won't expire."

Aigou was shameless and held the last few hexagonal "removal puddings" and refused to let go.

"Get out! Give me back!"

"Not to return!"

"I won't do it again! That was given to me by Miss Victor!"

"I won't return." Avis bullied the short man and raised his master.

"Don't blame me for being rude! Don't blame me for being too rude to you!"

Neil's body lit up the contract symbol, and the bitch Avis put all the remaining spoils in his pocket, and ran away with a "sweeping" sound.

Neil chased after him with great momentum.

From the office of the Bureau of Transmission, to the public administrative area, and then to the backyard corridor, the parkour venue expanded to the corridor of the medical center...

Children with mental retardation have a lot of joy.

Carl opened Outlook emails in the midst of the chasing and fighting.

Good guy!

I haven't moved bricks for two days, and it's piled up like mountains.

Tens of thousands of emails and dozens of meeting reminders.

Carl transforms into a multi-handed octopus, quickly and accurately identifying topics, click, browse, classify, process, reply, forward...

So after Neil relied on his copper-skinned iron bone superpowers, he grabbed three milk puddings, sat back to his seat, turned on the computer, and checked the email, the task assigned to him was like the pudding shell, and the soup was annoying and piled up like a mountain...

As a purely action-sponsored physical skills, Neil will certainly delay it if he can.

Ivis didn't even click on the email, and his administrative ability was basically to pretend to be stupid. Unless he called him or asked him for a long time, it would be delayed.

For example, if the physical examination self-test table, psychological self-test table, etc. are not urgent or important, you can drag it to Dalton's mimosa into Venus flytrap - of course it is only for acquaintances.

In fact, the administrative tasks assigned by these two people are so light that they can be ignored, such as counting whether the size of winter clothes changes with last year, and applying for winter clothes for newcomers, etc., idiot tasks that are fine if you have hands.

Dalton, who has been selling himself in the technical department for many years to watch surveillance and indexing, has been assigned a large number of administrative business.

In addition to the usual business trip reimbursement and work schedule check-in management, we also have to do some big and small things in the office.

Not to mention procurement, annual expense budgeting, personnel management and other large-scale brain-expense activities.

Dalton is afraid that his limited time will be devoted to unlimited service to the organization.

All the saved social time is devoted to the masses.

The unsung hero in the strange game, but others naturally enjoy the convenience of Dalton.

Carl knew very well that leaving the man Dalton of the Post-it note, the bonding of the group would decrease, becoming a plate of loose sand.

"Annual assessment...unconsciously."

Carl quickly lit his mouse with his finger and opened the annual assessment project.

Just like in previous years, the physical fitness, psychology, marksmanship, reaction ability, comprehensive test, professional ethics, and interviews of each state policeman at the end of the year.

Avis and Xinniao Bitu, and Marcole did not take the public office exam. The annual assessment is not necessary, but psychological tests and interviews can be taken first.

"Avis, except for the comprehensive test, you have to take the other tests. We strive to pass this year. These are not brain-intensive. Just like taking a driver's license, it is difficult to get a psychological test. The full score is 100 points, and the passing score is 90 points. If you fail, you have to keep doing psychological counseling."

Carl clicked the mouse and checked the six major projects in Avis's line, leaving only the comprehensive test of the encyclopedia test blank.

"Damn it! I haven't taken the gun certificate yet! Just let me test the gun technique!"

Aigou was forced to open business and reluctantly turned on the computer to check the last unread email from Carl.

Open the attachment excel document.

Intensive phobia is about to break out.

Adjust the document font size to the maximum, and the name of the entire group of the special adjustment bureau has seven box options at the back. Click it to check it, click it again and cancel it. You are required to submit the list to the Political Department within a week.

The most leisurely voyeuristic political department is the busiest at the end of each year and at the beginning of the year. It is necessary to arrange the invigilator and the annual test time, location and venue.

After the exam, the comprehensive scores were secretly released, and the list of punishments and interviews was followed up to maintain the professional and honest law enforcement system to the greatest extent...

"I'll take the gun certificate next week. Your instructor said that although he is not very busy in class, he performs well."

Carl stared at the computer screen without blinking, and only selected three items for Marcole's psychological test, physical fitness, and interview.

Bitulikant was originally from the Mounted Police System, and except for shooting skills, Carl was all involved.

Finally, it is his own additional item, and the team leader should add an additional assessment of organizational management capabilities.

According to the structural requirements of the Special Measures Bureau issued by the Minister of Justice, the Super Power Special Police of the Special Measures will be given additional superpower assessments in the future.

Carl planned to be lazy and directly copy the quark assessment standards and serve as a material for the quark.

"Damn! Even if you say that, I still don't want to take the exam! Especially the shooting skills! I've seen them take the exam at the shooting range, so is the shooting skills? Is it a deep-seated enemy nest?"

Ai Gou just spent all his brainpower after reading a page-long email, and he didn't want to take Marcole to the training ground at all.

"Your instructor said that you are good at your strength and you will take the exam without affecting your work."

Carl hated Avis's retaliation, as if he would die without saying a few rebellious words.

In fact, Ives' instructors have a very high opinion of the tall silly guy.

In terms of combat power and marksmanship alone, it is far beyond the level of an ordinary state policeman and can compete with the military's special operations team members.

Ives is extremely talented in physical fitness and shooting, and he is serious in class, and the results are remarkable.

These two days, I even brought a terrible fugitive-like strong man to report.

The instructor felt that he was almost out of stock and could not do anything to teach. The next step was to teach Ivis to use a sniper rifle to see if he could develop a rare sniper.

The instructor praised Avis all the time. Carl was afraid that Aigou would be so tilted, so he did not convey it truthfully.

I am afraid that this dog will be unable to find the edge, which will show that it has low knowledge and ability.

"Who said it would not affect it! In order to prepare for the exam, I have to go to the shooting range to practice every day! How embarrassing it would be if I failed the exam!"

Ai Gou decisively turned off the computer and refused to check 999's unread emails to avoid the loss of brain cells caused by reading.
Chapter completed!