Chapter 103: World War II The War to End All Wars

There are still many things to do, but due to various reasons, there are actually very few things that can be done in depth.

Recording traces, comparing transcripts, confirming identities, collecting evidence, and extraordinary investigations.

These are all very reasonable, but it is very difficult to do them in depth. Take the trace recording as an example. Lin En can only make a rough record. There is no way to classify them in detail, such as what type of certain traces are, how they are caused, their specific size, and their impact.

For the police work of this era, this is really too advanced.

It is so advanced that Lin En only made a general classification, which made Mr. Bill nod his head in satisfaction.

Compare with the recorders of another team.

In the absence of systematic teaching, relying purely on experience, the records of others are very abstract. A splashing trace, the paper record is: a large piece of blood spread.

Spread?

How did it spread, the direction of the spread, the size, the spatial location, whether there is interference nearby, and the pollution situation, all are not available. If it were the era before Lin En traveled back, with such a record, he could basically try to get a conviction for serious dereliction of duty. If he was lucky, he would pack up and leave, but if he was unlucky, he would have to go to jail.

"...I really should let you promote the recording methods and categories in your head in the bureau. Your method is very similar to the extraordinary analysis of [Arbitrator], but after training and learning, anyone with a non-ape brain can use it. What do you think?"

Bill sighed, every time he opened Lin En's paper records, he always had a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

[Arbitrator], Sequence 7 based on [Line] and [Nationality].

The knowledgeable girl Atali in the wheelchair is the pre-sequence 8 of this profession. The ability she used was to help [Lamplighter] find the book thief.

"At least wait until I have time."

Lin En couldn't help but smile bitterly. He did have a lot of advanced application knowledge, but many of these things were not systematic. You didn't understand what he was talking about without compulsory education. Not to mention, if this thing is to be promoted, even if Lin En teaches hand-in-hand, it will take several years, and he may only be able to teach a few half-baked people.

If he has time, he may write something, and as for how much he can gain from it, it depends on other people's understanding.

Bill didn't force Lin En.

He also mentioned impromptu that Lin En must be promoted after this incident. If the young master really puts all his energy into writing at that time, he will definitely not agree.

Becoming an extraordinary person is just the beginning.

And studying extraordinary skills may not be enough even if you spend ten lifetimes. This road is full of bumps and mud, but if you pray for rain, you have to endure the mud, and no one is exempt from this.

During the conversation, there was a little noise outside the venue.

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Bill was a little confused. He looked through the window and found that the crowd in the square that was scattered by the explosion attack had gathered again.

And Dr. Ziegler was standing on the fountain and shouting loudly.

But he didn't know what she was saying because he was far away.

"It's not too late to remedy this." Lin En, who had also walked to the window and finished his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead. The little gentleman looked at the honey-haired goddess of dawn.

Even if he couldn't hear it, Lin En could guess what Dr. Ziegler was shouting at this time.

It was nothing more than that the despicable means could not stop everyone's voices of longing for peace, and everyone united to submit a petition, and she would take the lead in the charge. The peace meeting of the Medical Association has been blamed, and Willy's death can't be explained clearly. It's better to bite the bullet and continue to charge.

Because if it doesn't charge, it will be charged by others.

Lin En looked at Ziegler, who looked angry and determined, and thought in his heart whether the reporters who had made trouble before survived. If they were still alive, finding them and testing them might have unexpected gains.

But soon Lin En extinguished the desire to investigate.

Now the headache is the [Continental Medical Association], not the [Suppression Bureau], let alone the [Lightman] branch. Why should I bother with this mess when the water is so deep? If someone commits suicide or a psychopathic gunman suddenly appears, it will be a waste of time.

"Huh... After pulling the net for a few days, the key target of surveillance suddenly went to see the gods. This feeling is really bad."

Bill put his fingers under his nose. The gloves he never took off made Lin En wonder if he had hand cleanliness.

"Things have to end, don't they?"

This ending is not what Lin En expected. This kind of victory can't really satisfy him.

"You're right."

Sometimes, the dead are more useful than the living. Willy's sudden death and the way he died can be regarded as good news for the [Suppression Bureau]. At least the [Light Bearer] branch intervened in the peace conference in a very beautiful posture, got the credit and didn't have to take the blame. Wouldn't the headquarters give a high evaluation of this operation?

Everyone can get the credit, and the headquarters is also satisfied.

There is no doubt that the main credit is of course Lin En. Without his two excellent persuasions, there would be no situation like this today.

"Okay, go back to 404 to create the file first. I still have to wait for the captain and the others. I will probably have to dig graves tonight." Bill patted Lin En's shoulder. It was also hard for the little gentleman to run up and down with them.

"Yeah."

It was really tiring, so Lin En didn't pretend to touch it first. The two of them crossed the blockade of the military police one after another. When they walked out of the exhibition hall, the sunshine carpet laid out from outside fell right under their feet.

Along with the fierce sunlight came the neat cheers outside the square.

Both of them raised their hands to block and slowly saw everything outside.

Ziegler shouted.

"We will submit a peace proposal to the cabinet immediately! Come and witness it!"

At this moment, the whole square was like a pot of boiling water, boiling completely. The surging public opinion was completely ignited, and the collective power of catharsis after fear was extremely terrifying. Ziegler was seen like a general, surrounded by a dense crowd and walked out of the square. Obviously, what happened next was a matter of course.

Lin En and Bill stood on the steps at the door like outsiders and watched everything that happened.

"No matter what, peace has finally arrived, and this war should end."

Bill couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"This is a war to end all wars." Lynn raised a gentle and sunny smile, but in the deepest part of the smile was unspeakable sarcasm and helplessness.

Continental calendar, September 15, 1918.

The light of [Burning Sun] was particularly brilliant, and the dove of peace flapped its wings and flew high. Lynn Moriarty went against the crowd and walked steadily towards the carriage of [Suppression Bureau].

The extraordinary door has been completely opened to him.

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