Law Enforcer's Handbook

In the middle of the night, Song Lan was awakened by the rapid ringing of her mobile phone.

He opened his eyes in a daze. A series of fatigue in the morning made him sleep soundly. He was in a trance for a moment, and saw Lu Xiang who had already put on his pajamas and sat by the window with his back to him.

In order to support his first day of sports, Lu Xiang specially set aside a whole day.

It is not difficult to hear from the conversation that the call was probably related to work. After listening to a few words, Lu Xiang got up and tidied his hair, and then spread his uniform on the bed.

"Going to work?"

Song Lan asked a question.

"A company in the West District reported that it was attacked. According to the description, it may be related to Angre-Saffron. I have to go there."

"Wait a minute, I'll go too."

Hearing this, Song Lan stood up in a chic carp posture, and then clutched his waist in pain and retracted the quilt. This series of actions happened within a few seconds, and Lu Xiang froze when he put on his shirt. , eyes full of concern, "Can you do it?"

"Of course it can be done, mere sports sequelae!"

Song Lan gritted her teeth and said.

However, after learning the lesson, he moved a lot slower this time, and after the speed infinitely approached old age, the feeling of back pain and leg cramps improved a lot.

With his own strength, Lu Xiang's attendance was 10 minutes slower than before, and when the two of them were sitting on the suspension car, Lu Xiang had to take the initiative to give Song Lan a massage.

But she has no complaints about it.

After all, she had bad things before. From a humanitarian point of view, it is indeed not close to let a person who has just run to exhaustion after resting for more than half an hour immediately cause him a second injury. Favor.

But Lu Xiang must clarify that there is absolutely no compulsion in it.

A moment later, the levitation car landed slowly in the western district late at night, and a gloomy sign appeared in the sight of the two of them.

"Dream Making"

A dreamy and poetic name.

Compared with the skyscrapers in the downtown area, this can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized company at best.

After nightfall is the busiest time in the West District. The street is full of drunkards, gangsters and drug dealers. After getting off the car, Lu Xiang went straight to the company. Xiang, Miss Yingbin's complexion seems to be a little unsightly.

For the West District, which currently has the worst security environment in the [-]th District, the last person they want to see is Lu Xiang.

What happened next completely exceeded Lu Xiang's expectations.

Miss Yingbin told her very confidently that no one called the police, everything in the company is as usual today, and no one has attacked here, and her behavior has always been contrary to her identity. He urged the two to leave.

"Call the person in charge here."

Naturally, Lu Xiang couldn't be dismissed so easily, she used her eyes to scare off the welcoming lady who wanted to block the elevator with her body.

The reporting process is very special.

The reporter skipped the law enforcement hotline and dialed her phone directly. During the call, Lu Xiang could vaguely hear gunshots from the other end of the phone.

The only possibility she could think of was that the caller was an informant from the Law Enforcement Department.

In fact, the informant plan was a product of the previous supervisor's tenure. They had many long-term informants in the [-]th district. However, the purpose was not to punish criminals, but to secretly report reactionary elements against the Foster family and the Chaike Group. , due to the special geographical location of the [-]th District, those who are reported are often labeled as rebels and executed.

Lu Xiang retained the plan after accepting the post of supervisor, and some people with lofty ideals took the initiative to join them. They knew better than anyone that the forces behind the illegal companies were intricate, and it would not be easy to bring them down.

In order to ensure the safety of the informants, Lu Xiang provided them with his own private contact information.

Just now, one of the informants witnessed a person suspected of being Angre Saffron, and he walked straight into the company called "Dream Making".

A few minutes later, a tall, thin man with a pink afro, wearing tight leather clothing, and exaggeratedly dressed appeared in front of the two of them.

"I am the person in charge here, Gracie, but with all due respect, there is no report here. If you want to break in by force, please show your search warrant."

The tall and thin man spoke plausibly.

They have long been prepared for this unexpected situation. Even the law enforcement department must show the relevant documents, and now the normal working hours have passed, and they will go through the process again, at least until tomorrow morning. up.

Thinking of this, the man asked back, "I believe Director Lu will not conduct illegal searches, right?"

Lu Xiang raised his eyebrows, and took out the Samsung rescuer's silver badge from his pocket, "I suspect that your place is related to the case that the rescuer department is investigating. Please prepare a list of the company's business and personnel immediately."

There are benefits to being a rescuer, too.

At least it's much harder to speak when encountering these gentle scum.

The tall and thin man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, but in the end he could only get out of the way.

Following Gracie's narration, Song Lan, who was a melon-eating crowd, gradually understood the true meaning of "Making Dreams". To understand it in his own easy-to-understand words, this place is equivalent to a nursing home in another world.

The reason for adding the prefix of another world is because the way of providing for the elderly here has once again refreshed his understanding of this world.

The company will accept the homeless elderly in the city for free and provide them with a "comfortable and comfortable" house and a sophisticated device.

Through the glass in the corridor, Song Lan could clearly see the state of these elderly people.

They sat in the same posture on a chair similar to an operating table, and wore instruments that looked like motorcycle helmets on their heads. The helmets exposed their mouths. From the curvature of their mouths, it seemed that they were in a state of happiness. state.

According to Gracie, these devices would extract their emotions and store them as a gas in a container similar to a test tube.

For those corporate people with great work pressure, they only need to take a sip in their spare time to infect them with happy emotions and relieve their accumulated stress and fatigue throughout the day.

This gas is also used as an anti-stress medicine in many prosthetic hospitals.

"It's a win-win deal."

It seems that because of fear of Lu Xiang, Gracie emphasized every once in a while, "We took them in, saved them from being oppressed by gang members, and we will also help them develop their residual energy in the last stage of their lives." , so that they can help more people!"

It's just that the more he emphasized the legality of the business, the more Song Lan felt that there was something weird about it.

After Gracie brought them into his office and left, Song Lan finally realized where this strange feeling came from.

The strange sight reminded him of a cattle ranch.

Cattlemen always say they use chocolate and music to make their cattle happy every day.

"Is this business really legal?"

When Gracie left the office to call out the staff list, Song Lan asked Lu Xiang in the spirit of studying the law in 2166.

"No prohibition."

After thinking for a moment, Lu Xiang said, "There are no prohibited industries, and theoretically they are all legal."