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Chief George walked out of the gun shop with a shotgun in satisfaction.

To put it another way, Chief George was amazed at the brain circuit of the boss who opened the gun shop in front of the police station, as if it was called Stan Lee.

It's actually the same surname as that **** priest Angelo Li, how can the gap be so big.

When Director George returned to the office, Misty had already read the information provided to him by Director George.

"Director." Misty stood up from her chair.

Director George glanced at the information on the computer screen, "Misty, have you read it?"

"Well," Misty nodded, saw the shotgun in the director's hand, and immediately said gratefully, "You are so kind, director! I actually have enough firepower for the time being."

Director George looked at Misty in a daze, then looked down at the shotgun in his hand, but didn't respond for a while.

It took a long time for Chief George to react, and he tentatively said to Misty with the shotgun in his hand, "How about... this gun will be given to you?"

"I will definitely not live up to the director's high hopes!"

Misty smiled and put her hand on the shotgun in Chief George's hand.

Chief George's mouth twitched.

Are you so rude? You are so polite!

This gun is equivalent to half a month's salary! For so many years, Director George has never committed any corruption!

In the end, Director George also took into account that Misty's next task was really difficult, and under the tremendous strength of Misty's steel mobile phone, he let go of his hand holding the shotgun.

George took one last reluctance look at his shotgun, oh no, it's Misty's shotgun now.

He resisted the heartache and asked Misty, "Misty, how are you watching? What are your thoughts?"

Misty put the shotgun down against the wall with a thoughtful expression, "If I'm not mistaken, I think the change in Hell's Kitchen only happened after this priest, Angelo, appeared in Hell's Kitchen."

Director George nodded, the intelligence was his own purpose, and naturally he discovered this.

"So, I think the key to setting up a police station in Hell's Kitchen lies in Angelo, the **** priest."

"So, Misty, what do you think of?" Chief George said expectantly.

Although he had never contacted Angelo, Coulson had told him that Coulson had contacted each other before, and Angelo seemed to be not very easy to contact.

It must be difficult to make "CIA" agent Coulson feel that it is difficult to contact.

"Sorry, Director, I haven't thought of what to do." Misty said, "We don't know enough about Angelo, and there is no report on his character in the intelligence. But I can try it first. Do it, try it out."

This is the police department, not the S.H.I.E.L.D. The police department simply doesn't know how to analyze the character of a person they have never met, and they can collect this information because Angelo has been on the Internet recently because of the Empire State Building World War I. It became popular and revealed from various channels.

Although Director George was a little disappointed, he recovered quickly, and it was not Misty's fault.

"Okay, then you can do it. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me." Chief George nodded.

If it was someone else, Chief George might not be so reassured, and even some police officers in that environment are very likely to be corrupted by the environment, get along with the gang, or can't stand the threat of the gang and give in.

But if it was Misty, he was very relieved.

Although Misty is a female police officer, she is tougher than many male police officers. When Misty first lost an arm, Chief George asked her if she wanted to be transferred to a civilian post.

It was Misty who insisted on staying in the duty team. Director George couldn't think of Misty, who was not depressed even under this kind of blow, what could make her give up the mission.

"Okay, Chief, then I'll go first." Misty picked up the shotgun leaning against the wall.

Under Chief George's eager eyes, Misty left the chief's office with his half-monthly salary.

…

Misty is back in Hell's Kitchen once again.

The next thing she has to do is stand up in Hell's Kitchen.

Of course, before that, she still needs to do one more thing, which is to settle down for the police station - rent a house as the address of the police station.

Although she is the only police officer in the current Hell's Kitchen police station, all that should be purchased must be purchased. People can be recruited slowly, and an office address is always required.

Since all the changes are related to Angelo, let's choose the address on the street where the church is located! It seems that the rent here should not be too expensive, and the funds will not be used too much.

Misty looked at the empty street with few households and thought so in her heart.

…

Billy was sitting in his office, smoking a cigar.

In the next second, a younger brother walked into the office and whispered something in his ear, making Billy almost swallow the cigar!

"What? You said that the policewoman came to find me to rent a house?" Billy spat the cigar out of his mouth in a hurry, looking at his younger brother in surprise.

"Yes, boss." The younger brother's expression was also a bit exciting. "That female police officer named Misty has designated to rent a house on this street of the church."

Billy grinned.

Wasn't this sent to the door by himself to be slaughtered?

"Let's go, let's meet the police officer." Billy grinned at his little brother. "By the way, let's not bring guns when we go out this time. After all, she's a police officer."

Billy deliberately emphasized the word "police", and all of these gangsters suddenly laughed tacitly.

Since his boss came back from the church in the morning, he has conveyed the meaning of Mr. Father to them.

They are gangsters, yes, you, a policeman, came to find the boss of the gang to rent a house and set up a police station?

Although according to what the priest said, they really need such a policeman to exist in hell's kitchen, but it is not difficult to embarrass the other party, right?

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Misty was frowning in a humble housing agency, waiting for the agency to find the owner of the house she liked. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

The simple one didn't even have water, and the cigarette butts all over the floor made Misty couldn't help but want to shake her head and leave.

But there is no way, there is such a humble real estate agency in the entire Hell's Kitchen.

When Misty saw a large group of people coming in from outside the agency's door, and Billy, who was the leader, her hand touched her lower back in disbelief.

"Billy!" Misty took out a pistol and pointed at Billy, "What are you doing?"

Billy shrugged, "This Miss Misty, oh no, officer, I'm a good New Yorker, and I don't understand why you're pointing a gun at a good New Yorker in public."

"Huh? Kind New Yorker?" Misty snorted coldly. "Billy, I know you! I can arrest you now!"

Before Misty came to Hell's Kitchen, she had already learned about Hell's Kitchen. This Billy was one of the gangsters of Hell's Kitchen.