Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 627 Supervisor Can Testify For Me
"Mendosa-Morgo would like to invite us to dinner tonight."

The next afternoon, Lu Xiang told Song Lan the shocking news.

Mendoza's purpose was very clear, and Song Lan's name was specifically written on the invitation list.

When she heard the news, she was also stunned for a long time.

After planning a sniper attack that burned their family's bicycle, Mendoza invited them to dinner the next day as if nothing had happened.

The name was that they had brought in chefs from the Morgo family and wanted them to taste the cuisine from their homeland.

Of course, even the dullest person can realize that this is a grand banquet.

"Old Sa and the others rushed to nothing. Mendoza should have brought the elite of the Morgo family... and the person who contacted me was Mayor Aureliano. People from the Ge family took control."

Thinking about it carefully, the Morgo family will not let the new mayor go easily.

A series of policies after he took office have reduced the company's profits, and under the vigorous promotion of his new policies, the illegal drug market in District [-] has been dealt a devastating blow.

Since the Morgo family wants to take over District [-], they will follow the example of the Foster family in the past and replace it from top to bottom with people they trust.

Lu Xiang felt that Captain Doug's analysis was right. Ferran-Morgo was just a fuse. The Morgo family might have wanted to attack District [-] a long time ago.

This made her realize another possibility, "The real purpose of those worms is not to get rid of you, but to provoke a war between the Morgo family and District [-]."

Everyone knows that once the Morgo family makes a move, war is inevitable.

"Song Lan, you..."

"Old Lu, I'm hungry, when are we going to eat?"

Song Lan, who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, suddenly spoke. Uncharacteristically, he didn't watch a movie all morning, but sat on the sofa in a daze.

"You can go now."

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18: 32.

The suspension vehicle slowly parked at the rooftop parking lot of Hailu Energy Company. Ferran Morgo personally greeted the two of them. There was no sign of fear.

He nodded cordially to Lu Xiang, as if those rumors outside did not come from his mouth.

The private banquet hall was full of seats, but they were all strangers they had never seen before. Lu Xiang looked around the private banquet hall, but did not find Mayor Aureliano in it, which made her feel sorry for their mayor. I sweated for a long time.

As the host, Mendoza waited in the private banquet hall early in the morning, half lying on the chair, with his legs raised high on the table.

The dinner seemed to be ready before their arrival.

There was only one dinner plate on the huge table, which was covered by a white porcelain opaque cover, but as soon as the two of them entered the door, they could smell the vague smell of blood in the air.

"Welcome, my friends. It's a pity that Mayor Aureliano has a temporary business, so I'm afraid he won't be able to attend our dinner today."

Although he said so, there was no sign of welcome from Mendoza's actions. He didn't get up, and signaled Song Lan and Lu Xiang to sit in the innermost seats with contemptuous eyes.

Feren Morgo, who was standing at the door, greeted the people inside, and went out to lock the door of the private banquet hall to ensure that no one could come out of the door before the banquet officially ended.

"What a courage, I thought you would bring your followers, but you don't know these friends of mine, do you? They are all people I can trust. I met them in the seventeenth district and the 'outside' Troublesome things will be handed over to them, it is rare to go back to District [-], so I called them along the way."

Lu Xiang could naturally hear the deep meaning in Mendoza's words.

In a tactful way, he introduced them to the elite killer secretly cultivated by the Morgo family.

She noticed that one of them was shirtless, and the bald head with snake tattoos all the way to the left face was looking at her with blazing eyes. When the eyes collided, the bald head was still gesturing towards her to pull the bolt of the gun covertly. .

Sniper last night.

Before the old Sadai arrived, the bald head disappeared without a trace through the night.

Lu Xiang also noticed that there were traces of prosthetic body splicing on the bald-headed arm, which showed that his prosthetic body implantation level was definitely not low, but for the Morgo family, which is engaged in illegal drugs, the most important thing they lack is money .

They may produce illicit drugs more efficiently than a money printing machine.

"This time we came mainly to..."

"Wait a minute."

Mendoza directly interrupted Lu Xiang. He gave the family killer closest to him a look, "Now that everyone is here, the dinner can officially begin."

The family killer understood, he sneered and lifted the lid of the dinner plate in front of the two of them.

What was placed in the exquisite vessel was not the delicious food that matched it, but two severed fingers. These severed fingers looked like they had just been cut off, and they were still dripping with bright red blood.

Lu Xiang guessed that this should have something to do with the "sudden incident" of Mayor Aureliano.

This is the home-cooked dish the Morgo family chefs have prepared for them, and it now looks like gangster slang.

"It's still fresh, try it?"

Mendoza flashed his trademark creepy smile again, and leading by example, got up and picked up one of the index fingers on the plate, and put it in his mouth as if tasting delicious food.

"This time we came here mainly to clarify misunderstandings. The news about our murder of Feren-Morgo is all maliciously fabricated rumors."

"But my uncle told me that himself."

Mendoza frowned and shook his head. He was obviously not satisfied with Lu Xiang's explanation, "My uncle is an honest and trustworthy man. He watched me grow up. I know him well. He will never Maliciously slander or frame others for no reason."

"This is real."

Song Lan intervened in the conversation between the two, "We understand your way of doing things, but you don't know anything about us."

"Oh? Then you can talk about it."

Mendoza seemed to be interested, and looked up and down Song Lan with his eyes.

Their informants have inquired a lot about Song Lan. A few months ago, he was just an inconspicuous clerk in the logistics department. Later, because Lu Xiang was on the list, he made it to where he is today. s position.

What made him even more funny was that the law enforcement department of District [-] even published an electronic novel based on him and Lu Xiang to promote their image.

Mendoza felt that a small character like Song Lan might not have even heard of the name of the Morgo family, and he probably had no idea what the ending of this dinner party would be.

But what is certain is that this person will definitely stimulate Lu Xiang.

He couldn't help but licked his lips, his tongue was stained with blood from a severed finger, and the blood stained the corners of his mouth red.

Looking at Song Lan's serious expression, Mendoza couldn't help thinking of many methods of torture. In this field, he is an expert among experts.

"We adhere to the principle of honesty and trustworthiness in our affairs, and treating people with sincerity is our consistent purpose."

"Be honest……?"

Mandoza couldn't help laughing, he stared, trying not to laugh out loud in front of Song Lan.

"Yes, if we want to take action against Mr. Ferran-Morgo, we will definitely notify him."

For a moment, the eyes of the two converged.

Mendoza's eyes were a little puzzled.

Song Lan's reaction was much calmer than he expected. In this situation, shouldn't such a small character be scared to pee his pants?
"Just like now."

Song Lan continued, "We will also notify you first."

"you……"

Mendoza's voice stopped at this moment forever.

He felt that his head suddenly became light and light, as if it had been separated from his body like a balloon.

The splashed blood stagnated in the air, forming a beautiful picture scroll.

In the confusion and trance, he heard something fall to the ground and roll away for a long distance.

The private banquet hall was dead silent, as if even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Even Lu Xiang was shocked by this sudden scene. Without warning, Mendoza and the family killers he brought turned into a blooming blood flower at the same time.

"Director, you should be able to testify for me."

The smell of blood soon filled the whole room. Song Lan picked up the tablecloth and wiped away the blood that splashed on his face. "I was talking just now. The corpse exploded suddenly."

　I originally planned to take a day off for the second shift today, but I still insisted on the third shift.

　　Small theater its 95:
　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Tuesday afternoon.

　　As soon as Lu Xiang got off work that day, he found Hannah sitting at the door of their apartment like a stray cat. Hearing Lu Xiang's footsteps, Hannah immediately raised her head and looked at her with eyes full of hope.

　　"First of all, don't tell me that you were kicked out by your family."

　　Lu Xiang sighed, but still invited Hannah to enter the door.

　　"Don't worry, I won't bother you for too long today. I have encountered difficulties and I want to consult you."

　　"What difficulties do you have that people in the family can't solve for you?"

　　"The Troubles of Love."

　　"Are you in love?" Lu Xiang was surprised, "The family arranged for you?"

　　"We are free in love, and like you, we live together."

　　"Isn't that nice?"

　　"But he has recently begun to dislike me."

　　"What do you hate about you?"

　　"I think I'm lazy, so I just lie on the sofa all day long, turn on the TV and do nothing."

　　Her boyfriend's complaints made Hannah confused. Isn't her life style exactly the same as Song Lan's?But Lu Xiang never cared about these things, on the contrary, he liked the relaxed and lazy feeling when he was with Song Lan.

　　"It's not that he doesn't do anything. He cooks every meal. Can you cook?"

　　"……Won't."

　　"Then what are your specialties?"

　　"Kill people."

　　"What's so great about this? Song Lan will do it too."

　　Song Lan, who was lying on the sofa thinking about life, couldn't take it anymore, he immediately sat up straight, and sternly intervened in the conversation between the two, "Don't talk nonsense, I won't kill people!"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)