"Yes, the special bureau can start the job first and then take the exam. Next year, you will not only have to take the unified written examination of the national examination, but also participate in the interview. Of course, if the score is kept for file, it will not be used as a reference judgment standard."

"You...you...you...something is not clear. You have to take a make-up exam in the future. I have hated studying since I was a child!!"

Avis cried and bit his fist, complaining with resentment.

"If you are ready for physical fitness and psychological tests, you can take the exam first this year. These two examiners are all instructors of the state bureau, so there should be no problem."

"I don't want it!! I don't want to take the written test!! I don't want to take the public office exam!"

Ahusky shook his head.

"You didn't get to pass the exam!! But you can't hand in the blank paper!"

"Then I'll cover the answer sheets and I don't want to read these books!!"

Avis pointed to the ladder of human progress that was about to devour his brain cells.

"There are only a few books in the national examination, and the other books are the theoretical knowledge you need to use when handling cases, and many case analysis above."

Carl turned around and made a cup of coffee.

Ivis' favorite smell of feet is coming.

"I really can't learn..."

"Then you can't stay in the strange adjustment bureau!"

Carl drank the coffee in the cup in one mouthful, took out an unopened energy crystal from the safe under the drawer, put it in his uniform pocket, and continued:

"No matter what profession, you are going against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Theoretical knowledge can help you lay a solid foundation. The combination of theory and practice can maximize the maximum and avoid handling wrong cases. Do you think that handling cases is based on pretending to be handsome? Wrong cases and unjust cases will harm others for the rest of their lives and a family, but cannot solve the case. What's the use for you?"

"I... didn't think so much, I just... I just hate learning..."

"Looking at the psychology of crime, that's quite interesting."

Carl left a word and went out.

"Are you going to the scene?" Avis called him.

"I received a report in the early morning. I have any abnormal case. I will go to change to Tiger to get off work."

Carl turned around and said.

"Don't I have to go?"

"You get off work. It's not an urgent case. If you need it, you will call you. I'll arrange for you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. In the past two days, you should consider it properly and join the special investigation bureau. What kind of person do you want to become."

"What kind of person do I want to be?"

Ives rarely faces this problem.

The answer is simple - happy, at will, happy people.

Over the past 27 years, I have been here without distraction.

Apart from the stupid and silly, there is no big problem!

Except for Lu Yisi and the old aunt who are more upset, they have never been concerned about life, and have been thinking about it in a word.

In the past, he had a very low perception of the sufferings of the world.

The squinting man died in front of him; the bones and heads in the cave were scattered in front of him; the number of agents and inspectors were hit by golden smoke and were in danger; Lu Yisi was almost beaten to an idiot by bald Tom...

...

In just a few days, he began to examine society from an invisible and inaudible second generation of rich people.

What was his barrier before?

What is it that traps his audio-visual?

Why can't he easily see the shadows and cracks behind a surname like Carl Brian?

He stood there, looking at Carl's back, and disappeared around the corner.

Always leave his back assembling...

Carl Brian is obviously one year younger than Ivis.

How could he be so transparent?

Did he spread his life and see the ravines inside?

In the past, Ivis only knew how to show happiness.

Now, I will seriously question the source and where happiness comes from.

Now there was a strong flame in his heart.

How did this nameless fire form a prairie fire?

How did it start to make people crazy and extraordinary?

Can't figure it out...

"I want to be...what kind of person..."

Ives asked himself.

If you want to be someone who cannot use simple labels or just say something wrong.

I want to be someone who does a job that I like and won’t get bored, make a group of like-minded friends, and make money by the way.

If you don’t stay in the special adjustment, what else can you do?

How great it is here!

Yvette is like a treasure pot for snacks.

I can always find her various snacks.

Very satisfied, Avis's quirk of "home cakes are not as good as wild cakes".

When he was an agent in Myth, those people in the office hid food tightly, and it was hard to get it right!

Leaving here, where can there be a treasure girl like Evette?

Neil, a rabbit ear girl lover, hasn't taken him to the bar yet...

He hasn't found out what Dalton's superpower is...

The bearded Tiger is still competing in secret, wanting to beat Ivis...

Teresi is so stupid. If she hides her glasses, it will be fun...

And Raymond's bald head, when can I see him bald and whole...

...

And Carl Brian…

Lighting the lamp.

Light up a wild path for him that he has never entered.

The scenery was only displayed a little, which made him curious and unable to wait to go deeper...

Just give up like that?

What a pity!

When I go back to Myth TV station, I have to see the faces of the mother and daughter again.

It would be better to go under the overpass to apply a film...

Ives discovered it instantly.

The joy of being in the strange adjustment game made him lose his way.

Even if you stay up late and deal with a case, you will be physically and mentally untiring.

You should know that he used to be, no matter how attractive the limited edition Lego was, he could last for one night at most.

No matter how fragrant the new AI 5D game console is, it will be fucked if you play for at most a week.

But it is different from Carl's case handling...

With one breath, he vowed to deal with the tenacity of the end.

Never...

In just one week, Ivis discovered that he could not live without here.

Separate one word.

Only nostalgia.

Very reluctant to leave.

Reluctant to leave everyone.

Reluctant to leave the case.

Ives was stunned and pulled out Criminal Psychology from under his feet.
To be continued...