Chapter 16

I woke up in a rather pleasant company. Kat was still asleep, buried in my shoulder. I carefully got out of bed. To my surprise and fucking surprise, I managed to get a new skill:

Attention you have increased the skill - "Stealth"

Why was this skill improved for me? For getting out of bed quietly? How do you generally work? I tried to get up to my colleagues successfully, and nothing was pumped. They just swore at me.

Stealth is a skill badly needed by thieves, ninjas, spies and the military. It allows you to successfully hide from enemies, and is also responsible for silent movement, which is necessary for conducting covert sabotage, pickpocketing, or for conducting unexpected and very powerful attacks. The growth of this skill is influenced by many factors: religion, character characteristics, experience, artifacts and much more.

Get out! Policeman's thief skill. Immediately clear, a pure Gotham cop before Jim Gordon's arrival at the post of Commissioner. I love this system, it has a unique sense of humor. Although I would say, this is pure mockery.

Still, over the desire to swear, I went there, which, in principle, could be called a kitchen, and began to have breakfast. At the same time pumping one more level "Cooking".

- Surprisingly, none of my guys have cooked breakfast for me yet. I usually wake up before them.

- Well, either they are too lazy or stupid.

- Stupid?

- Not to cook breakfast for a beautiful woman, this is stupidity and shortsightedness.

- Hmm. The deflection is taken into account.

- I just wanted to compliment!

- It turned out ... hmmm. You kiss well, though.

- I trained on tomatoes.

- And in sex?

- On pies.

- Bha-hahaha. You've revisited American Pie.

- This is the truth of life. - I feigned indignation - By the way, do you know how difficult it is for a lonely guy in his prime?

- Okay, guy in his prime, you, by the way, can burn everything.

- Will not burn. I'm almost done. Today we have toast, bacon and eggs, and juice.

As soon as we sat down at the table and began to devour food, Kat exclaimed so loudly that I almost choked.

- AS?!

- Kha-kha… what how? What's wrong?

- All wrong. You cooked this ... amazing. This is the first time I see what would be cooked so tasty, and such a simple food, a man that is not a cook.

- Well, I love to cook. I'm a bachelor after all.

- Hmm. Strong, brave, strong-willed, honest, brave, handsome, loves and knows how to cook ... still, you should have skeletons in your closet, no worse than the Joker and Batman. There is no such thing. - she has such a strange and frightening look. Now I believe she is a prosecutor.

- You know, you scare you with your look ala-x-ray. Now I really believe that you are a prosecutor.

- Sorry. It's just that your secret is really interesting to me. Tell me honestly, what is it about you that can be a deviation? Your skeleton.

- Hmm. If I say you won't believe it.

- Try it.

"Okay, I'm an alien from another universe. Was thrown here by the almighty god and I play by his rules. He throws me tasks of crazy content, which I must complete. Because of this, I find myself in such situations.

- Ha ha ha. You all have a good sense of humor.

And why don't people believe when you tell them the truth? Although, this is for the best. I was sure that she would not believe it. So he told me.

Having breakfast and taking a shower in turn. Although Kat beckoned me to climb up to her "rub the back", but I refused, I still need to run into the station. The vacation ends.

The site greeted me with applause and pats on the back and shoulders of colleagues. I didn't think that I would have such fame after two successful arrests-adventures.

I went to Gordon and reported that I was ready to start the service, passing some bureaucracy into his hands along the way.

- Well done. He nodded. "Arthur is already beginning to miss you. He has a day off today, tomorrow the two of you will start the service again. Go to Officer Denilas for a new route and patrol schedule.

- OK. See you Commissioner.

- Dinklage!

- Yes?

- You are very reckless. He frowned. - Don't be on the rampage.

- I am a policeman. It's my duty.

And why does it seem to me that he and Betts have much more in common than one might think at first.

- Understand. But nevertheless, sometimes after the recent events it starts to seem to me that you also do not have all the houses. Are you on your way to Ivy for an hour now?

How did he guess?

- To her. What about?

- Be careful with her. I will not dissuade and order not to approach her. You seemed to have brainwashed her, she became much more obedient and calmer. But she's a psychopath. And you are still my employee. That is why I am worried about your condition.

"I appreciate your concern. Truth. But I assure you that I will be fine. And if not. Then your conscience will be clear. In any case, we are responsible for the actions that we bring into the world by our actions.

- Philosophically.

- Well, I'm a philosopher in a way. - I agreed and realized that I have one more replenishment in the titles:

Attention you have received a new title - "Philosopher"

It's fun though. I wonder what he gives?

Philosopher - you are a true thinker engaged in the development of worldview issues not for the sake of money, but for the love of life. Gives +5 to intelligence.

Oh, you really have now added five more to this point.

Name: Isaac Dinklage

Life: 410

Level: 9

Exp: 586/4500

Title: Tough cop (beginner), Russian hitman (ordinary), Racist, Nice guy, Philosopher.

Parameters:

- Strength: 46

- Dexterity: 11

- Stamina: 38

- Intelligence: 24

- Intuition: 29

- Luck: 11

- Free points: 30

Feature: Orphan, Lone Wolf, Sociopath, Racist.

Special skills: "Cooking - 9 lvl.", "Playing the guitar - 8 lvl.", "Finding problems - 16 lvl.", "Master of soldering people - 5 lvl.", "Casanova - 10 lvl.", "Leg Chuck Noris lvl 5 "," Accuracy - 6 lvl. "," Possession of melee weapons - 4 lvl. "," Troll 2 lvl. " lvl. "," Dart player - 5 lvl. "," Shooting - 4 lvl. "," Hand-to-hand combat - 9 lvl. "

- Well then, good luck to you. - Gordon nodded to me, sending away, but leaving I heard his words - Maybe you really can fix her brains ...