Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 610 Crime Scene Investigation
"You have to believe me, I know Guan Lili's character, she doesn't really care about your life or death, all of this is the task assigned to her by the Council and the company, after they use you, they will kick you away .”

Song Lan imagined many ways for them to talk, but never imagined that Ingrid was really serious about gaining his trust, and instead kept silent about the Southeast Bank robbery that happened this afternoon.

He was even ready for the scene where Ingrid took out the intercepted photo as a threat.

"As long as you give me a chance, I can help you see the true colors of Guan Lili and the company...Of course, if you don't like the status of a mentor, you can discuss it with a partner or a close friend. I also have a professional planner here." team."

The atmosphere of this conversation was not intense, and Ingrid's attitude towards him had become almost obsequious. For a former national-level rescuer, Song Lan felt that this scene was a bit funny. He could see that Ingrid really needs this opportunity to turn around.

But this was not what Song Lan wanted to hear.

At this moment, they are walking side by side in the most inaccessible part of the block. It seems that because of the bank robbery today, there are fewer pedestrians on the street. Not even a single ghost was seen.

Song Lan fell into a tangle.

He had already planned to send Mr. Ingrid to look for treasure in the fish pond, but now that he said this, Song Lan felt a bit difficult.

Could it be that the robbery of the Southeast Bank had nothing to do with Ingrid and the team behind him?

"Mr. Ingrid, what's the matter with the Southeastern Bank you just mentioned?"

"Yes, I was just about to tell you about it."

Ingrid said in an extremely confident tone, "This must be the work of Guan Lili or the company!"

"Guan Lili? Why?"

"This is the company's usual publicity strategy. In order for your image to be recognized by the public in a short period of time, they must let you solve some really difficult villains. A speeding gang leader can't make you a citizen class rescuer."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Not yet, but it's definitely true... If you don't trust me, I can accompany you to the parking lot in the square in the middle of the street. That's where the robbers last appeared. I'll definitely find clues."

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Song Lan was a little messed up.

But now, the man behind the scenes whom he suspects has suddenly changed, confidently taking him to the crime scene to investigate the real murderer.

Song Lan finally agreed to Ying Gelie's proposal.

For him, although the population density of the square in the middle of the street is relatively high, it is not easy to deal with corpses, but there are more ways than difficulties. Compared with himself when he killed Drago-Saffron by mistake for the first time, he already has Great progress, especially when Lu Xiang knew that he might face the same situation in the future, he devoted a whole night to teaching him how to make a corpse disappear without a trace under different occasions .

In this field, Lu Xiang is undoubtedly an expert among experts.

But once again, Ingrid kept his word.

When the two walked into the parking lot in the middle of the street, he immediately started a careful search. In order to express his sincerity, Ingrid also took the initiative to introduce the function of his prosthetic body. You probably haven’t heard of the technology of the overloading system, which is a system that only a few people can adapt to in the coalition government; in addition, my prosthetic eye is also a customized model of the unified military industry, it can not only record crime scenes Every detail of the blood can be analyzed automatically, and even the cleaned blood can't escape my eyes."

The chattering prosthetic body science introduction continued until the third floor. When the two had just stepped onto the third floor of the parking lot, Ingrid was startled, and then he said excitedly like a detective who finally found a clue, " Ha, found it, there it is!"

He pointed to the ground not far away.

Song Lan followed Ying Gelie's line of sight, and there was nothing on the bare ground.

He hadn't been transformed with a prosthetic eye, and the interfering psychic power wasn't high-tech enough to recognize the blood that had been removed. If Ingrid wasn't lying, then his prosthetic eye really worked.

"Bloodstains, there are a lot of bloodstains here, one of those robbers should have been injured in the exchange of fire with the bank security."

Ingrid started to analyze it decently, but his exaggerated tone made Song Lan wonder if this was a farce he directed and acted on his own.

It stands to reason that Lu Xiang also brought people to investigate the parking lot. If such obvious bloodstains were really left on the scene, they should not miss it.

"They stayed here for a long time, cleaning up the entire layer of blood, but...the car they drove was gone."

This may be the difference in the bank robbery in 2167.

Robbers in this era often no longer need to use a large number of sacks to transport money out, they can transfer the 2170 million watts directly through the Internet channel, which allows them to escape in the follow-up process, not because of carrying money A sack or a suitcase raises suspicions.

Ingrid just bent over like this, and walked along the wall towards the staff lounge not far away, following the bloodstains that Song Lan could not see.

Considering that the robbers might still stay at the scene, the two held their breaths unanimously. They crept to the left and right of the closed iron gate. Ingrid on the opposite side really approached Song like a partner. Randby gestured.

When the countdown ended, Ingrid took the lead and kicked the door of the staff lounge.

……

"what?"

The questioning sound made the atmosphere in the room awkward. Facing the empty room, Ingrid scratched the back of his head with his hands, and said to himself, "No, that's weird."

"what happened?"

"The blood is gone here."

Ingrid walked around the house and finally stopped by the sink. He looked at the empty sink, "This is the place."

With that said, he turned on the faucet and confirmed that the faucet was working normally.

"How did they disappear out of thin air from this floor?"

Full of doubts, he moved his prosthetic eye closer to the drain of the pool.

The next moment, Song Lan, who was investigating in the corner, was taken aback by Ingrid's sudden yell. When he turned his head, the national-level rescuer seemed terrified and fell down without hesitation about his own image. He landed on the ground, rolled several times on the ground, and after rolling all the way out of the lounge, he stumbled to his feet.

He murmured, "No, no, it's not Guan Lili, go away, don't stay here!"

After leaving such a sentence, Ingrid no longer cared about Song Lan who was still in the room, and ran towards the direction he came from.

　Small theater its 89:

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

　　Lu Xiang recently opened an interest course in criminal investigation, which was in response to the council's call to encourage everyone to study extensively. As soon as this class was listed, the number of people was full, and every class was full.

　　Some have privately dubbed the class Ghost Story Time.

　　Because the cases mentioned by Minister Lu in class were full of weird and terrifying colors, and because the course was set at night, many people trembled when they heard it.

　　The only thing that can compete in the number of course applicants is the new course opened by Minister Song Lan.

　　It was rare for Lu Xiang to end the class early that day. She quietly came to the temporary classroom where Song Lan's class was located without saying hello to Song Lan.

　　It was hard for her to imagine Song Lan speaking eloquently on the podium in front of many students.

　　However, what greeted her was an empty classroom.

　　Lu Xiang directly dialed Song Lan's phone number, Xingshi asked, "Hey, where are you? I remember that your class time seems to be 18:35-20:45."

　　It was just after eight o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the classroom.

　　"I'm in class."

　　"Nonsense, I'm right behind your classroom, you're not in the classroom at all!"

　　"Of course, look at the name of my course."

　　""Time Management", what's wrong?"

　　"The essence of this subject is to do what you should do at any time. After 17:30, it is off-duty time. I must play the role of a teacher to ensure that every student does not work overtime, but returns to his home. If you don't I'll hang up on anything else."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)