The drainage work in the main city area is still ongoing, and the streets are a mess.

The study meeting had to be moved to the abandoned theater in the suburbs.

Taking advantage of a break while the staff was cleaning the venue, Harlem pulled out a stack of lists from the file bag.

The lists crammed with names of instructors retired from the Public Security Bureau, and soldiers retired due to injury, illness, or other reasons.

"Go invite the people on the list, gather 300 of them first, and let them take turns lecturing."

After marking a check on several important names, Harlem paused and provided specific remuneration:

"Instructors from the Public Security Bureau, settle the lecture fee at 10 contribution points."

"Retired soldiers from the Blood Dragon, Cross, and Happiness Legions each get 8 points."

"Everyone else will settle at 5 contribution points, keep the accounts clear and later report to the station for reimbursement."

The staff complied and immediately started seeking people according to the lists.

At exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, the study meeting commenced on time at the abandoned theater.

After a short speech by Deputy Station Chief Harlem, the first instructor took the stage to review the response process for Hydrophilic System Infected Bodies.

However, the audience below was all uninterested; this rote teaching model contributed little to the current situation.

After all, the injuries and fatalities nowadays were caused by new infection sources not even documented in the database, and the old response strategies were long obsolete.

"For the inspectors currently on duty, have them rotate over to study tomorrow, and conduct an assessment in three days. As for the test questions..."

Harlem paused, his tone suddenly intensified, "Within fifteen days, they must identify and eliminate an Infected Body during duty!"

So strict?

The hearts of a few inspectors sitting in the back row sank suddenly, especially those who usually coasted by, as cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Fortunately, the rule set by Ding Yishan of "demotion after three failures" had left a buffer period of forty-five days.

Once the study session arrangements were in place, as Harlem just stepped outside, someone promptly approached him.

"Dario, what's going on?"

"Chief, Ding Yishan just summoned Clouded Leopard Changyuan, and they stayed for about forty minutes."

"What about Lei Hu?"

"Still at the East Station, hasn't gone over."

"Hasn't gone over?" Harlem was momentarily stunned, a hint of an unexpected smile flashed on his face, "Well, this is what Ding Yishan brought upon himself."

"Chief, do you think Ding Yishan discovered that Lei Hu has been close to us lately?" Dario Haven followed closely behind Harlem, speaking in a very low voice.

To assume the duty of Acting Station Chief, one must first achieve Fifth-stage Inspector.

Currently, apart from the Chief and Deputy Chief, and two Acting Station Chiefs, there are six Fifth-stage Inspectors in the station.

Four from the Eastern Faction, two from the Western Faction.

The Deputy Chief of the North Station counts as one, the other being him, Dario Haven.

"He's not blind, of course, he noticed long ago, but what can he do?"

Harlem sneered, "Back when Ding Yishan hadn't gained power, didn't he also rely on our Western Faction to suppress those Fifth-stage Inspectors?"

"In competing for the duty of Acting Station Chief next, we're in no rush to make a move. Let's see what he says first. After all, Clouded Leopard Changyuan and these four are no pushovers. If he can't maintain balance, the internal situation will become chaotic first."

"No rush..."

Dario was slightly disappointed but could only nod in agreement.

"Chief, by the way, today an Eastern Inspector reported to the North Station."

"Is it... Cheng Ye?"

Harlem raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had an excellent memory. From the beginning of the year until now, among the station's four Intern Inspectors, three had passed the job assessment, but only Cheng Ye obtained the "graduation" certificate in less than two months.

This speed ranked second since the inspection station system was established, just half a month slower than his record as Deputy Chief back then.

But the difference was, back then he set the assessment record during the infection surge, whereas Cheng Ye approached this number in a non-war state.

Their inclinations were exactly opposite.

"I remember his combat talent was particularly poor, but I didn't expect he had the guts to come to our North Station?"

"Not just gutsy, this kid is not simple. He obviously came to our North Station to establish his dominance..."

In two words, Dario recounted the events that happened at the North Station in the morning.

Hearing how Cheng Ye leveraged psychological weaknesses to quickly push back a group of brainless second-generation heirs, Harlem had no reaction, even wanted to laugh.

After all, as the main examiner for the intern assessment, he was more aware than anyone of Cheng Ye's intelligence.

If he were truly bullied by those heirs hoping to inherit the Inspector title, he would doubt his own judgment from the start.

However, as Dario continued recounting, Harlem's expression soon changed.

"Are you sure he just asked a few questions during the meeting, determined the opponent was an Infected Body, and remained calm during the fight, even saving the observer incidentally?"

"Yes, I watched the complete video. His performance..."

Dario thought for a moment, giving a skillful evaluation.

In the video he watched, Cheng Ye indeed showed no fear, whether taking the initiative to shoot, subsequent counterattacks, or retreat, the actions were quite decisive.

"Damn it, where's the video? Let me have a look."

Harlem couldn't help but shake his head, and the image of Ding Yishan granting Cheng Ye a hundred rounds of ammunition flashed in his mind a few days ago.

Could he have misjudged? Is the kid truly a formidable character, skilled in both intellect and strength?

The tablet was quickly delivered.

Harlem frowned, pressing the play button, even pulling the progress bar back twice, finally confirming Dario's evaluation.

Indeed, skillful!

"Tsk-tsk, the current Eastern Faction is all rotten to the core, but unexpectedly there's such a good seedling."

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