Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 107 The Reflection of the Future
At this moment, an illegal attack is taking place in the East District.

The victim this time was a young man with a friendly face who was riding a blue-gray bicycle.

The young man was pushing his bicycle, but he was already cornered by several grim-looking street gangsters.

Facing a few hooligans grinning at him, Song Lan had to lament that the East District was indeed the most chaotic area in the [-]th District. He rode his bicycle on the road for a while without messing with anyone, but in the end he was targeted.

"Boy, I get annoyed watching you ride around on your bike."

The gangster with a baseball bat took a step forward, "Is this a new car for you? If I do this, what will happen?"

He frantically swung the baseball bat and smashed it hard at the handle of MK-II.

The next moment, the gangster's mouth went numb, and the baseball bat in his hand flew a distance of more than ten meters under the action of the recoil, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound of "哐——".

He never expected that a mere bicycle would be so strong, and this stick, which had exhausted all his strength, could not shake the bicycle at all.

Song Lan was not surprised by this result. After all, the owner of the bicycle shop told him that even Gatling could not penetrate the defense of this bicycle.

Seeing that one blow was not enough, the leader of the street gangsters unsurprisingly resorted to his usual trick-to vent his anger.

Angrily, he grabbed Song Lan's collar and said viciously, "Don't be complacent, today's business is not over!"

If he can't beat a bicycle, can he also beat a cyclist?
"5 seconds."

Song Lan who was grabbed by the collar said something calmly.

This is also part of the experiment.

He spent the whole afternoon verifying that psychic power can not only control the behavior of passers-by, but also greatly improve their physical strength. With the blessing of psychic power, it is not a problem for an eighty-year-old man to get down on a street gangster leader.

And now, another of his street experiments.

"Huh? What did you say? You thought I was—"

Unfortunately, the gang leader hadn't had time to introduce himself before the five-second time limit expired.

The empty wine bottle flying from afar hit the boss's head straight, making a more crisp sound than when the baseball bat hit the ground just now.

Before the leader's subordinates could react, the beautiful figure in a maid outfit entered the battlefield. She didn't give the gangsters time to react, and every time she struck, she aimed at the vulnerable parts.

Temples, throats, buttocks, before the arrogant gangsters could react, they fell to the ground one by one and howled.

The reason why Song Lan didn't avoid these street gangsters was because he had foreseen the leader's fate before he was surrounded.

After being opened by an empty wine bottle from nowhere, he fell to the ground in pain.

This is the effect of the combination of psionic perception and ability. After an afternoon of exploration, his idea was finally realized.

But the disadvantages are also very obvious. With his current level of proficiency, he can barely see a picture, just like just now, he foresaw the gangster leader being hit by a wine bottle, but who owns the wine bottle, and why was he blown up by the wine bottle? Song Lan didn't know anything about it.

Experiments currently only prove the predicted results, and they will definitely happen.

"Chief, are you alright? (Penguin worried expression)』

Valian took out the tablet she was carrying with her, her face full of concern.

Due to some personal reasons, she also asked for a day off today, but she didn't expect that when she went out, she happened to meet Song Lan who was surrounded by gangsters, so she immediately picked up an empty wine bottle from the trash can, and walked towards the leader of the gangsters. Dumped it.

"You came too timely, if you arrive one step later, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Song Lan said in shock.

He never expected that it was Valen who threw the empty wine bottle.

"My house is nearby, section chief, you can come to my house to rest for a while. 』

Valenne made an invitation.

"Actually, I also have something I want to talk to you about. 』

In fact, since the end of the city meeting and the mayor of Lyon exposed the crimes of the Foster family to the media, she has been in trouble.

Because after this incident ended, there was an extra piece of good news for her.

Drago-Saffron is dead.

This means that she can restore Valen's identity, and she no longer has to hide her name to avoid being targeted by the killer, let alone pretend to be a mute and use a tablet to express her thoughts.

That night, Lu Xiang also asked her opinion in private. As long as she nodded, the supervisor would approve the transfer procedures and help her explain the whole incident to the leaders and colleagues of the Criminal Investigation Section. At that time, She can return to the life she is most familiar with.

To become a glorious law enforcer has been Valen's wish since he was a child.

If it was placed a week ago, she might have proposed without hesitation to return to the criminal investigation department to continue her unfinished business. However, after experiencing the atmosphere of the psychological counseling department, she hesitated.

This kind of atmosphere was something she had never experienced before, getting along with Luo Jie and Song Lan was like friends, in this department with only three people, she felt the warmth that she had never had before.

Life is so wonderful.

In fact, her first impression of Song Lan was not good - when she asked him for help with a small note in the hospital, he actually sold himself outright!

But in the follow-up contact, she found that Song Lan is a good leader. Although he was fishing every day, when Roger was depressed, he came up with a series of methods to save this department that was on the verge of disbanding on the first day. .

In less than 10 minutes, Song Lan arrived at Valian's house.

A one-person apartment that seemed to be less than [-] square meters. To his surprise, the apartment was tidy, which was completely opposite to the impression that Valen drank vodka and hit people with a bottle.

Valian poured a glass of water for Song Lan and picked up the tablet.

"Actually, there are some things I've been keeping from you. 』

After taking her seat, she kept sorting out her words in her heart.

Song Lan roughly guessed the reason for Valian's hesitation. He guessed the identity of the other party from the very first day of the establishment of the psychological counseling department, because it was too obvious—it is so possible for a person to appear suddenly in the law enforcement compound. What about someone who wears a maid outfit and looks different from everyone else?

"Everyone has secrets, and I believe that people can understand each other."

Hearing this, Valian was slightly taken aback.

For a while, she couldn't be sure if Song Lan knew her identity long ago, after all, Song Lan and Director Lu were very close.

"If it was him, he would definitely understand you, as long as you..."

The words came to an abrupt end.

While speaking, Song Lan spread out the psionic energy casually, consolidating the results of an afternoon's street experiment.

However, after the fast-forwarding process like a video tape was over, what appeared before his eyes was not the scene of two people talking and drinking.

What caught my eye was bloodstains all over the place, and...

Valen fell in a pool of blood.

　The heart-to-heart relationship between the two characters has exceeded 2100, unlocking the 21st small theater:

　　Small theater its 21:

　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Tuesday, evening.

　　In the evening, Lu Xiang finally finished his whole day of interrogation. The radicals in this city seemed to be more difficult to deal with than in other places.

　　And the ultimate purpose of their business trip is to investigate whether the rebels are secretly corrupting the city.

　　"Song Lan, what do you think?"

　　"I think it's just citizens complaining."

　　He felt that there was not much difference between this place and the Seventeenth District in the past, but after the Foster family suffered from the losses in the Seventeenth District, their control over public opinion rose to a higher level.

　　As long as citizens who spread opposition to the Foster family will be arrested, many people will be forcibly given the title of rebels.

　　"Same as I thought."

　　So far, they have not found any signs of activity with the rebels.

　　But local law enforcement officials don't seem to think so.

　　"They said that many diehard radicals have let go and admitted their crimes. They are not worried about the impending prison disaster, but seem to have found an organization... They feel that someone has sneaked into the ranks of law enforcement , secretly issued instructions to them."

　　Lu Xiang narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Song Lan, "The local law enforcement officials believe that this person is very likely to have participated in the cause of overthrowing the Foster family. Do you have any idea about this?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)