Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 806 Being Curious About Everything Will Only Harm You

Song Lan had a nightmare last night.

Dreamed that a killer disguised as a cleaner knocked on his door.

As in countless thrillers, the first-time guests are targeted by killers because of their inadvertent actions.

The killer mentioned that if he hadn't been meddling in his own business, the low-level actor named Grelo would have jumped off the roof of the building long ago.

After getting rid of him as a troublemaker, he will go to Roger and Zhuang Chi.

When dawn came, their three names would be on the news in the Fourth District.

It is a pity that Mr. Cleaner failed to complete his plan after all.

After a lapse of several months, Song Lan had to go back to her old business, taking advantage of the dark moon and high winds to take the corpse to a place far away from the hotel. This was especially difficult in the fourth district, where camera probes were everywhere, and the streets at two o'clock in the middle of the night It's still busy...

Fortunately, Mr. Drago-Saffron gave Song Lan experience and strength.

He felt himself getting more and more comfortable.

The law enforcement officers who found the body the next day did not come to the hotel. Their investigation work was carried out around Sunset Boulevard. When the three of them were walking, they saw the blocked street from a distance. All the shooting today was forced to be cancelled.

"Section Chief, why are you so preoccupied today?"

Zhuang Chi, who had observed Song Lan for a long time, asked curiously.

"The law and order environment in this city is far from as good as advertised on the Internet. It is really too dangerous."

Song Lan sighed.

From a mathematical point of view, he made an outstanding contribution to the law and order of the city.

Because if the three of them were ordinary people with no power to restrain chickens, there would probably be three more corpses in the fourth district today. His hard work reduced the death toll from three to one. A place of comfort.

But there are still many unsolved mysteries in his heart.

From the few words of the cleaner, it is not difficult to judge that Greiluo's initial desire to jump off the building was probably due to the guidance of the cleaner, but the question is, why did the cleaner bother Greiluo?

The cleaner was tight-lipped and kept all these secrets in his grave without revealing anything.

Of course, this may have something to do with Song Lan not giving him a chance to explain.

The buyer was gone, and for the sake of the personal safety of the founder of Kolo Films, they also gave up their plans to intervene in the case, so life in the fourth district suddenly became aimless.

Zhuang Chi suggested that they take a walk in the street during the day when there are not many people, just like a real tourist.

"Regarding this matter……"

Zhuang Chi hesitated to speak, "Section Chief, have you heard that a broom has the physique of a famous detective? It's the physique that kills people wherever he goes."

The famous detective August Quinn in "Mysterious Case" is the owner of the famous detective physique. People jokingly say that even if he goes downstairs to drink a cup of coffee, he can encounter a tortuous serial murder case.

"What physique are you talking about? I've never heard of such a thing."

Song Lan looked away, "In such a big city, it's really normal for one or two people to die every day."

Roger also stood up and said something fair, "Zhuang Chi, even if you really have this kind of physique, it must be you. If you think about it carefully, it all started after you contacted Melena."

Facing the siege of the two, Zhuang Chi was speechless for a moment.

She admits that her fortune is a little bit bad, but the murder case is completely different from this, right?

The three of them wandered around Sunset Boulevard aimlessly, and then returned to the hotel entrance.

In fact, they didn't know where they were going, especially after two murders happened around them one after another.

As soon as he entered the door, a familiar face who smelled of alcohol greeted him.

Director Powell.

The balding middle-aged greasy man has the kind of appearance and temperament that will be firmly remembered as long as he meets him once.

This "big director" was obviously drunk, and he walked sideways, which is why he almost bumped into the three of them.

Even though he was drunk, Powell still did not forget his original intention. Roger and Zhuang Chi made his eyes shine, and he said vaguely, "You, you have great potential. I happen to have a good script in my hand. The role is tailor-made for you, believe me, it will definitely be popular, my name is Powell, everyone in this area knows..."

His movement of reaching into the inner pocket of his clothes suddenly stopped.

He stared at the three of them with misty eyes, and then he suddenly took two or three steps back as if he had discovered something terrible, and fell to the ground, yelling, "Don't , Don't come here, I don't know you, I don't know anything! I didn't do it!"

Powell's sloppy and rolling movements attracted the attention of those around him.

People in this area did know him, and after realizing that the person who fell on the ground was Powell, they turned their gazes elsewhere without interest.

Powell was an alcoholic, and whenever his work was rejected, he would throw a pass on alcohol.

Then when he woke up, he continued to dream of becoming a director overnight.

But this scene aroused the careful Zhuang Chi's suspicion.

Even if he was drunk and went crazy, he would often pour out all the unpleasant things in his heart, but they didn't know each other at all, and they didn't even say a word before that, why did he look like he'd seen a ghost?
"What didn't you do?"

"I didn't do it, I don't know anything!"

"Say it!"

Seeing Powell rolling around on the ground, Zhuang Chi had an idea, and deliberately showed a ferocious expression, "Otherwise I won't be polite to you."

"I, I told him about you, I didn't mean it!"

Zhuang Chi still wanted to ask, but he saw Powell got up from the ground with a strange cry, and ran towards his residence on the first floor. He dropped all the unfinished wine bottles on the ground, spilling the wine land.

There are enthusiastic people around to persuade the three people not to talk to Powell, saying that he looks like this every time he is drunk, and they also say that this alcoholic is a complete liar, and the scripts he said are simply impossible to be adapted. screen, but there are always newcomers who are deceived by him.

Zhuang Chi didn't chase after Powell's apartment, she kept this matter in her heart, went upstairs, and returned to her room.

An ominous premonition arose in Song Lan's heart.

A quarter of an hour later, his premonition turned into reality.

Zhuang Chi sent the situation she just investigated to the small group. She hacked into Powell's computer and used the AI ​​voice changer to pretend to be a ghost to scare him, and the coward really confessed everything.

He was the last person to see the cleaner last night.

The cleaner asked him about Song Lan and the three of them, and he also told them about their room.

Then the cleaner died and was thrown into the garbage dump in the alley.

No wonder Powell was so afraid of them just now, he thought the cleaner was killed by them.

"It was a misunderstanding. 』

Zhuang Chi quickly made his own judgment. Although the death of the cleaner had nothing to do with them, Powell provided them with a crucial piece of information:

『Chief, it is very likely that this hotel is the first scene of the incident! 』

This sonorous and forceful speech like a famous detective deeply hurt Song Lan's eyes.

Comrade Zhuangchi,

Being curious about everything will only kill you.

He wanted to let the other party understand this simple and simple truth.

　Small theater its 180:
　　Tuesday, noon on a certain day of a certain year.

　　Acting like a baby is Lu Xiang's trump card.

　　Whenever she used this trick, Song Lan would obediently submit.

　　Although this stupid bird always emphasizes that the strong will not fail twice in the same move, in Lu Xiang's view, it all comes from the needless stubbornness of the loser.

　　Just like now, in less than 5 minutes, a steaming egg tart was delivered to his office.

　　This speed was beyond her imagination.

　　"I remember you didn't bring any snacks to the department today."

　　In other words, in less than 5 minutes, Song Lan finished making egg tarts at home and rushed to the office again!
　　This 5 minutes is too long.

　　She took a bite of the egg tart, and the sweet feeling traveled along her taste buds to her heart.

　　"Time sometimes deceives the senses."

　　While brewing the sweetness of the egg tart, she said what Song Lan had said.

　　In the process of activating the ability, the flow of time will also be rewritten. Perhaps the people of the coalition government never dreamed that someone would use this level of ability to make egg tarts.

　　However, the next moment, the smile on Lu Xiang's face disappeared without a trace.

　　Because she recalled what happened on the day of the scientific test, as an expert who had carefully studied "How to Kill a Psychic", she suddenly understood everything.

　　"Baby~"

　　Her voice was still sweet enough to make Song Lan's scalp tingle, "When you applied for a 5-minute break before, it was true that you only took a 5-minute break, right?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)