Mecha Star Wars

John Woo choked and laughed.

Okay, this will make her believe it.

Speaking of which, it's good for Lin Fan to be so wary. If she is easily believed based on just a few words from him, even if she really has the ability to take care of a plane, she won't be able to go far in the future.

After Lin Fan finished talking on the phone, he saw John Woo with a smile on his face. Whether he is a lunatic or a liar, let the police investigate. From the moment he gave her details, the police had to report her.

Neither of them moved, looking at each other quietly from a distance.

The stalemate was not broken until the police car arrived 20 minutes later.

Who called the police? Two policemen came over and asked.

Me. Lin Fan said.

What's going on? The police officer turned on the camera on his shoulder, took out the folder, and prepared to record it.

Lin Fan opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

How should she tell the police those messy words? She looked at John Woo.

Wu Yusen probably also knew about Lin Fan's dilemma, so he stepped forward and explained: Hello, comrade, I am a special agent of the Special Branch. There is a case that I want her to assist in the investigation, but there were some misunderstandings.

Where? The policeman didn't hear clearly, Where did you say you were from?

Special Office, a special function office, specializes in handling non-scientific matters. Wu Yusen took out his work ID.

The two policemen looked at it for a while, feeling speechless.

One policeman raised an eyebrow at the other and asked: Have you heard that? The other person shook his head no.

This is embarrassing.

Policeman A who was asking the question looked at Lin Fan, who was expressionless, and suddenly understood her speechlessness just now. He scratched his forehead with the hand holding the pen, looked at John Woo and said thoughtfully: Comrade, we have never heard of your unit.

The Special Branch is a secret security unit. Most people have never heard of it. John Woo was not afraid at all.

Can you show me your work ID? Policeman B said.

John Woo handed it over readily.

Policeman B got his work permit and studied it carefully.

It was very similar to a police officer's ID card. The cover was an embossed circular badge. He had never seen the specific pattern. After opening it, one side showed a color ID photo with a series of numbers stamped at the bottom. On the other side, the name, position, and job number were written. The job number matched the numbers on the photo, and there was also a red official seal printed on it.

Pull it out and take a closer look. The paper is thick and crisp, with a dark golden color emerging, and the craftsmanship is very sophisticated. The red seal is superimposed with a steel seal, and the printing is clear. It doesn't feel expensive when you hold it in your hand.

There is also a hard card similar to an ID card stuck behind the photo. On one side is the photo, name, position, and job number, which is the same as the content on the paper, and on the other side is the badge pattern on the cover.

Just looking at the production process of this work permit, it doesn’t look like a fake. But the unit and position... are really hard to describe. In short, he couldn't tell the difference.

He handed it to Policeman A, but he couldn't tell the difference either, so he had to give it back to John Woo.

If he couldn't figure it out, he would change the target first. Policeman A turned to ask Lin Fan: What does the reporter have to say?

This person suddenly appeared, said a lot of weird things to me, and revealed a lot of my private information starting from birth, and said he wanted to take me away. I have reason to suspect that he will pose a threat to my life safety. I request the police comrades to investigate this person’s identity and protect my safety.”

It was the first time that John Woo heard Lin Fan speak so many words. He was very clear and concise. So it’s not that she doesn’t like to talk, but she just doesn’t want to say much to him?

Of course not, Lin Fan just doesn't like to talk.

Is what the reporter said true? Policeman A asked again.

It's basically true. John Woo rubbed his chin, But I won't pose a security threat to her. I'm just asking her to assist in the investigation.

Please tell me your name and ID number. Policeman A took out his police pass and prepared to check the person.

The two of them reported separately. The police investigation found no problems.

How do I contact your workplace? The reporter asked to verify his identity and whether he pointed out his place of residence. Policeman A knew clearly that he wanted to verify the information on his work permit.

As a special secret security unit, the Special Affairs Office cannot be contacted directly from the outside, said Wu Yusen.

Can't you make contact?

I can, but if I call and you answer the phone, will you believe it?

Also, who knows where he went to, and they believe it when they say it, and the police are too easy to deceive.

Then send a letter... He didn't finish what he said, because he remembered that sending a letter was also the same thing, and he couldn't judge the other party's information.

Policeman B quietly poked Policeman A in the back, why do you sound so unreliable?

Policeman A was also worried about how to ask further questions. He couldn't just ask someone if he had any mental problems, right? It's so rude, you might be sued.

And if there are any questions, people will say no problem, but asking is in vain.

Tsk!

Don't give up the job halfway - if his work permit is fake, then the person who reported the crime has indeed received a security threat!

Keep asking.

Then how do we verify that you are an employee there?

Although the Special Office is a secret security unit, it is a sister unit to the police agency and belongs to the same system. There is a place in the police system specifically for inquiries about secret security matters. My job information can be found there. .”

Really? Policeman A wondered, is there such a part? He has been a policeman for 10 years, why haven’t I heard of him?

Yes, there is a place for encrypted queries. Maybe you don't usually use it and have never noticed it.

Is the police pass okay? Policeman B took out the police pass to check.

In order to make the police service more portable, some functions have been deprived of functions. Encrypted queries, which are not commonly used categories, are naturally not available, explained Wu Yusen.

That means going back to the police station.

John Woo agreed to go because he wanted to prove his identity.

Lin Fan also agreed to go. She wanted to make sure whether this person would pose a threat to herself.

The two policemen were also a little curious as to whether the Special Branch really existed.

So the four of them got into the police car together. In order to prevent accidents, young policeman B drove the car, Lin Fan took the passenger seat, and policeman A, who had been a policeman for many years, sat in the back seat with John Woo, quietly guarding against the possibility that he might have a mental problem and get violent and hurt someone.

The police car whistled all the way to the police station.

The two were taken to the mediation room, leaving Police B to watch. Police A quickly went up to report to the leader.

What the hell? A secret security unit? The police station chief didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

To achieve his position, of course he knows that there are secret security units, but if he doesn't usually have access to specific units, he will be blind.

Moreover, it is usually not a good thing for secret security units to come down to do business. The presence of a secret service agent in his jurisdiction made the director's legs shake.

Yes, it means the secret security unit. We can't tell whether the work permit is genuine or not. His words are very logical, so it doesn't seem like there is a problem. Policeman A said with a sad face. But it's not like we haven't encountered psychopaths who look normal. It's just that they are kept secret. If it's all lies and it turns out that he is a psychopath, then wouldn't it be shameful for our police to be deceived by a psychopath?

Which unit specifically? the director asked.

The Special Functions Office is said to specialize in solving non-scientific incidents.

What kind of event is a non-scientific event? This word touches the blind spot of the director.

It's unscientific...probably some superstitious activities. Policeman A thought of some superstitious cases he had solved in the past and speculated hesitantly, Catch ghosts?

Grab your head! The director was speechless. What nonsense are you talking about? He is wearing the clothes of the People's Police. What kind of feudal superstition is he promoting? He knows the privacy of the person who reported the crime, and he still wants to take him away?

That's what you said. How can a woman agree to this? If not, call the police.

Then what do you want to do when you report to me?

Isn't this the first time I've encountered this kind of thing? I think you should be well-informed, director, and know about these secret security units. Besides, I'm not sure about that person, and I want you to help me check it. , let’s see if this person is telling the truth, or is he mentally ill?”

Policeman A knew that the director had been a police officer for decades and had a very poisonous eye. He also said that he could find out his identity from the encrypted query in the police system. I guess he would have to do it himself. Then I would have to get you. With permission.

Come on, let me see what a confidential secret service is. The director narrowed his eyes and thought about it, and decided that it would be safer to see him in person.

Lin Fan and John Woo sat on both sides of the long table without saying a word. Policeman B stood silently at the door staring at the two of them, not knowing what to say. Time passed in strange silence until the door was opened.

Policeman A walked in and introduced the two of them: This is the director of our police station. He wants to know something about the situation from you.

The two stood up to greet him. Lin Fan nodded to the director. Wu Yusen was close and stretched out his hand to shake, Hello, director, my name is Wu Yusen.

The director held it with a smile and shook it twice, Hello, hello, sit down quickly.

When he reached the top of the long table, the director of Police Gang A held an armchair. When he sat down, he handed him a color and asked him how he felt. The director patted Policeman A's hand holding the armrest, seemingly signaling him to let go, but actually telling him to calm down.

Several people sat down one after another, and the director asked: I heard that there is a comrade from the secret security unit, who is he?

The director is me. Wu Yusen took out his work ID card and handed it to the director.

The director took it over and looked at it carefully. He had never seen it before and couldn't tell the difference.

He said with a smile: Comrade Xiao Wu, please forgive me for the policemen in our grassroots units. It is true that they rarely have contact with the secret security units and it is difficult to distinguish the specific situations. What kind of unit is this special function office? Can’t you tell me?”

Strictly speaking, it can't be said. John Woo smiled politely: But in this current situation, it is probably difficult to understand it without clarifying some basic situations. And we are also considered brother units. I believe that with the director's capabilities With the character and professional ethics of the two police officers, they will also be able to strictly abide by the rules and help our special office do a good job of confidentiality.

Of course. The people's police are always trustworthy! the director took the lead in ensuring.

Speaking of the name Special Functions Office, everyone may not be familiar with it, but some people may have heard of the predecessor of the Special Functions Office - Bureau 888.

The director I replaced is the director in the police honor. The lines were specially changed to suit his accent. I like the director (*^▽^*)