Chapter 45

You can't really sleep with these damn calls. I realized this at the beginning of my service in the police, but now it has become even worse.

Now, in the last four days of continuous work, I slept three to four hours a day. We had losses. Smaller than you might expect, but there were.

I managed to improve some skills like: "Possession of melee weapons", "Shooter" and so on. In general, I raised half of my skills to a level, or even two. But that didn't make me happy.

Fatigue is the reason for my unhappiness. And you can't complain to your boss. No, you can complain, and even get honest assurances that they are sorry. We have people who are intelligible in the police. Gordon himself, although he is a commissioner, personally goes to all important calls, although he is not obliged to do it on duty.

We're few. Lacks. Although I think I heard that soon two more special groups from New York will be transferred here on a permanent basis. And soon there will be a new recruitment for the police, in the sense that it will be released with shoulder straps to us. And this is about a hundred "zheltorotikov".

Why can I call them "yellow-mouthed"? But because now I'm just a Cool cop, and not a "newbie". He cleaned up yesterday. After another call to a scuffle, a couple of drunk men. And after Rick and Arthur and I tied them up, the Newbie was removed from me.

And yes I said right - Rick. He is now temporarily assigned to us. The patrols were stepped up. Now in each car there are three, and in some of them there are four policemen. I was even glad of this. Rick is a reliable guy. Yes, and we communicate with him often, no less than with Arthur.

Speaking of Arthur and that mysterious conversation with him when he drove me home.

Yesterday was his youngest daughter's birthday. The two elders were absent. One was at the academy (she will graduate soon and will work for us, one can say in her father's footsteps), the middle one left for Metropolis, it seems a lawyer. And the youngest was twelve years old.

I congratulated her and Arthur and I went to "smoke". Considering that neither he nor I smoke. During a meaningless conversation about the weather and the latest news, he asked a rather strange question.

"What do you think of the city, Isaac?

"It could have been better. - I joked.

- Ha! Is it me or you and Gordon have even more in common than I thought? When he first started working in the police, he answered my question in the same way.

- Maybe I am his illegitimate sons?

- I hope no. Otherwise, I can't stand two of them.

- We'll see.

- Okay. But seriously?

- Tell me what you mean specifically and I will answer you specifically.

- Can it be changed? I've lived here all my life. And I have been serving in the police for over twenty years. I've seen a lot, both deeds and people. And to be honest, my head is already spinning. I just want to get a fresh idea.

- Do you want to leave Gotham forever?

+ 1 to intuition.

- Look at the root. He chuckled. - You're not stupid guy. Not a fanatic, but not an indifferent person either. With intelligence and good intuition, I thought to consult with you. No one hears yet. I don't want my relatives or any of my colleagues to know about it yet.

- Understand. Catherine left Gotham for good. I don't know where. But I'm sure she did the right thing. I have no right to advise you or decide for you. But if you want to know my opinion then take care of your family.

- Thank you.

And I learned this morning that as soon as this gang war is over, he will retire and move to Metropolis. True, he could not convince his eldest daughter to transfer there. She flatly refused to do it. And yet he decided to respect her choice. She will stay here.

A couple of hours later, they gave us a cry that we can return home. And if some super reasons do not arise, then we will not be pulled for another day. So that you can sleep off. It would be necessary to ask Pamela for a couple of her potions to guarantee the removal of fatigue and tone during the shift.

To what I have sunk, I will sit on doping ...

When I was already reaching my apartment, where I was still living alone, I heard the disgusting voice of an old woman. Pamela went to Central City to her longtime colleagues to persuade them to cooperate in Wayne Industries.

- Try your luck for fidelity. - she broadcast to the whole street.

I turned my head and saw in front of her a small table with lottery tickets.

The old woman was poorly dressed and most likely this is her only income. I decided to buy one and support the old woman with at least something. Not to say that I am such a patron of the arts, but I decided to take one. What if I'm lucky today?

And ... I'm lucky! As soon as I came home and turned on the TV, literally twenty minutes later, the city channel broadcast the lucky ticket numbers that they win today one hundred thousand dollars.

And guess who won a hundred pieces today? That's right, me!

After that, I even received a notification about an increase in luck by one point and gaining experience.

So what is next:

Attention! You've got a new level!

Attention! You have crossed a line of ten levels. With every tenth level in a row, all your skills will increase by one level. And you will receive an additional 10 free points.

And then it followed:

Name: Isaac Dinklage

Life: 517

Level Granted: 20

Exp: 100/23000

Title: Cool cop, Russian hitman (ordinary), Nice guy, Philosopher, Chakroyuser.

Parameters:

- Strength: 63

- Dexterity: 29

- Stamina: 57

- Intelligence: 41

- Intuition: 45

- Luck: 30

- Free points: 105

Feature: Orphan, Lone Wolf, Sociopath, Aphrodite's Blessing.

Special skills:

"Cooking - level 16",

"Playing the guitar - 16 lvl."

"Search for problems - 19 lvl.",

"The master of drinking people - lvl 9",

"Casanova - 20 lvl."

Chuck Norris Leg Level 12

"Possession of melee weapons - 11 lvl.",

"Troll level 8",

"Shooter - 11 lvl."

"Schuller level 14",

"Narutotherapy lvl 18",

"Stealth - level 5",

"Hand-to-hand combat - 21 lvl."

"Regeneration - level 8",

"Berserker Mode - Level 3",

"Carpenter - lvl 9",

"Polyglot - 4 lvl."

+ 7% to mental stability,

+ 7% to resistance against mental attacks.

+ 17% to alcohol resistance.

+ 10% chance of the Joker not wanting to kill you.

+ 6% chance of meeting a "celebrity"

+ 8% chance of surviving in all conditions

Even this was not the limit:

Attention! Important message!