Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 18 Your Initial Criminal
This girl's name is Zhuang Chi, and Song Lan had some dealings with her before.

Last time, in order to stamp the salary increase document that the section chief applied for with great difficulty, he prepared a pack of homemade dried fruit as a gift. At that time, it was Zhuang Chi who was in contact with him.

But, the last time we met, Zhuang Chi was still a serious girl.

As for now...

"Come on, let me inspect the goods first."

Walking into a small conference room, Zhuang Chi closed the door vigilantly, locked it, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and said.

Facing her abnormal behavior, Song Lan hesitated whether to emphasize that what was contained in the gift bag was not some kind of small white pill.

In the end, he handed over the gift bag without saying a word.

Next, Zhuang Chi showed an extremely professional technique in front of him. She untied the string used for sealing, opened a gap in the gift bag, and gently took out a section of it with her index finger and thumb. stewed beef.

She put the stewed beef in front of her nose, sniffed it lightly, her intoxication was beyond words, and even the black hair on top of her head shook slightly rhythmically.

After a few seconds, she reluctantly put the stewed beef into her mouth and bit her teeth lightly.

"very good."

Zhuang Chi stuffed the gift from Song Lan into the inside pocket of his clothes with satisfaction, "What's the matter, let's talk."

"What the hell are you doing?"

Under the influence of the atmosphere, Song Lan unconsciously lowered his voice. After looking around and confirming that there were no cameras in the meeting room, he couldn't help asking.

After Zhuang Chi's series of mysterious operations, he wondered whether what he sent out was stewed beef or a small white pill disguised in the shape of stewed beef.

"Check the goods."

Zhuang Chi acted as if it should be taken for granted, "What you gave is a good product, so you must not be known by others. Once you are caught by those greedy sluts..."

At this point, she realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and changed her words, "Anyway, as long as you understand what I mean."

"To be honest, I don't quite understand it."

"Last time you brought a big gift bag of dried fruit, which contained 4 pieces of dried strawberries, 6 pieces of dried bananas, 5 pieces of dried apples, and 10 pieces of raisins. Including the section chief, there are 47 people in our department. If you say this, you You should understand, right?"

Zhuang Chi's face was full of pain.

She has been reluctant to recall the unbearable past.

That afternoon, she took on a deeper meaning to the old adage that "defense is essential."

Because, the most common sentence she heard at that time was "Xiao Zhuang, you look good, let's have a piece."

She only had time to taste a piece of dried strawberry and the gift bag was empty, so that she still doesn't know what dried bananas, dried apples, and raisins taste like.

Squeeze Ma Ma Drops!

No matter how good-tempered a person is, after encountering such a thing, he can't help but swear.

"From that day on, I made up my mind that I will never let that group... know that I have received a gift."

Song Lan met Zhuang Chi's eyes, the eyes that can only be had after experiencing ups and downs in life.

From that day on, she grew up.

"Scare me, you just acted like an illegal drug trade."

"Illegal drugs?"

Zhuang Chi asked with a question mark on his face, "Shouldn't the prohibited drugs be placed on the table in the safekeeping place?"

Ok.

Song Lan almost forgot that this is the base camp of the law enforcement officers in District [-]. Every time the small white pills confiscated from various places were piled on the table downstairs, no one wanted them.

"Actually, I came to you today to inquire about something. I heard that most of the rewards posted in District [-] need your hands, right?"

"To be precise, it is a reward of less than 50 watts. No matter how high it is, it will be a felon wanted by the coalition government."

50 watts.

Song Lan pursed her lips, this is not worth as much as firewood.

"Then does your department have a list of repeat offenders with a power of more than 50 watts?"

"Yes, but there are only two bound volumes, one is in the hands of our section chief, and the other is in the hands of Director Lu... Why are you suddenly interested in this thing?"

"Isn't there a recent case involving Chai Ke that caused panic? I'm going to print a list and stick it on the wall of the office, telling them to be careful when they go home."

"Pfft-"

Hearing Song Lan's plan, Zhuang Chi laughed outright.

"If you think too much, it's impossible for those repeat offenders to stop you on your way home."

Zhuang Chi's words were convincing, but Song Lan felt that her words were not reliable.

Not long ago, he was blocked on his way home by a felon who was offered a reward of 62 watts. His head was put in a sack, and the muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of his head, which really scared him to death.

Unfortunately, it was impossible for him to refute Zhuang Chi by speaking out about his misfortune.

He got an important piece of information from Zhuang Chi - the head of the statistics department and Lu Xiang each held a register of repeat offenders with more than 50 watts. Song Lan firmly believed that the good brother whose name was not yet known was among them at this moment. A roster awaits him.

"Well, it seems that I think too much, so I won't disturb your work."

"Wait a moment."

Zhuang Chi stopped Song Lan, and the latter gave her a package of "high-quality goods". If she sent the other party away with a single sentence, she would feel a little bit uneasy.

"Although the bounty of more than 50 watts is not set by us, the arrest warrants issued by the coalition government will pass through our hands. If you are interested, I can give you some knowledge about felons... just use Chai Ke As an example, let me explain to you the origin of 62 watts."

……

After Zhuang Chi's careful explanation, Song Lan had a more comprehensive understanding of the initial treasure she knew... the criminal Chai Ke.

Only then did he realize that the gold content of 62 watts did not come from Chai Ke's 21% prosthetic body implantation rate, but more importantly from the criminal smuggling gang he established.

Any goods that want to be transported to the "outside" through the seventeenth district, or that want to be laundered back to the seventeenth district through the "outside" have to go through Chai Ke's hands.

And these goods also include people.

In fact, Lu Xiang had mentioned this to him before, but he didn't go on.

Before Lu Xiang airborne No.17 District, Chai Ke was equivalent to the tycoon of the Seventeenth District. It is not an exaggeration to describe his status in the Seventeenth District as an underground emperor. The business he handled involved some of the coalition government. The family's property in the border area, on the other side, is a felon who has been entrenched in the "outside" all year round, and even the laws of the coalition government cannot sanction.

In a sense, Chai Ke and the criminal group he runs are equivalent to the communication bridge between certain big families and "outside" felons.

Although Zhuang Chi didn't say it explicitly, based on the hints in her words and Song Lan's experience in the past few days, he quickly came to such a conclusion.

If you think about it along this line of thought, and sanctioned Lu Xiang of the Chai Ke Group, you will become the person who destroys the bridge.

And that mysterious huge force is about to emerge.

Foster family.

Because, on the day when the Chai Ke case happened, Angie Foster was not a hostage, but a person giving orders to Chai Ke.

This package of stewed beef is really worth it!
"Now you understand, those real felons don't have the heart to make trouble with us little characters."

Zhuang Chi blinked at Song Lan, and summed up the conversation between the two, "Remember, you only came to see me today to talk about work, and you never gave me a gift."

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