Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 655 Ingenuity
After a busy morning, Song Lan finally got a chance to rest.

When he returned to the consortium hospital, an unexpected figure appeared in front of him.

"Old...Mo Lian!"

This weird address immediately shifted Jasmine's attention to Song Lan.

Old Mo Lian?
What is it called?
Mo Lian looks about 24 or [-] years old, and it is the best time in her life, so she has nothing to do with being "old".

She couldn't help asking, "You know each other?"

"I know, I met once in the store before, she just passed the selection that day, it is a day worth celebrating."

Mo Lian nodded, agreeing with Song Lan's statement, she corrected, "But my name is Mo Lian, not Lao Mo Lian."

She also took advantage of Jasmine's inattention to gouged Song Lan - sooner or later, she would correct this stupid bird's habit of adding "old" in front of other people's surnames.

"The examination is complete, your physical condition is normal, and there are no signs of injury."

Jasmine looked at the two of them with strange eyes, and continued her unfinished work. She put her palm on Lu Xiang's wrist and extended her spiritual energy into the other person's body, "There is no hidden danger of disease, and the cardiopulmonary function is very good. healthy."

"But……"

Lu Xiang frowned his delicate eyebrows, and said in a weak voice, "After the martial arts performance, I have been suffering from chest tightness and some headaches, and I feel groggy all over."

Song Lan was stunned by the scene in front of her.

He felt that the sun must have come out from the west today, and the dignified Director Lu actually pretended to be sick to the doctor in front of him, and he used his usual lines!

He admitted that Lu Xiang had indeed learned a little bit in the field of pretending to be sick.

Hearing this, Jasmine's expression became a bit serious. She recalled the ominous energy that had emerged from Kane's body. Until now, she couldn't confirm whether it was psionic energy or some other substance. With the psionic energy she was familiar with, she couldn't. Directly mutate living humans into other species.

When she returned to the hospital, she glanced briefly at the consortium doctor's examination report.

All the test results above show that it is difficult for Kane to be called a human anymore. Although he still barely maintains a human form, the armor has completely become another unknown species.

Considering this, she said to Lu Xiang, "Then you should stay with me and observe for a few days."

"Ah."

Lu Xiang nodded weakly, and at the same time secretly drew a scissors hand towards Song Lan.

As the saying goes, a famous teacher produces a good apprentice, Song Lan's level of pretending to be sick and fishing for fish has reached a level where even a six-star rescuer who specializes in medical treatment can't see the clues.

However, Song Lan had a different opinion on this.

Based on his understanding of Jasmine, this girl's high EQ is a kind-hearted person. If she said that she has a low EQ, she is the most easily deceived type. Counterintelligence protection, she feared she would become a direct victim of rampant telecom fraud in recent years.

Even δ complained more than once about how Jasmine trusts others too easily.

Jasmine didn't know what Song Lan was thinking at the moment, all she could think about was the next job, and she still needed to check Kane's situation herself.

"Since you know each other, let's stay here and chat first. I still have some work to do."

Before leaving, she worriedly said, "Don't come to the third floor, I'll come down to find you when I'm done."

……

The two sat on the benches in the corridor, one on the left and the other on the right. Song Lan didn't ask until Jasmine's footsteps could not be heard clearly, "Why did you suddenly think of pretending to be sick?"

"It's the most straightforward way to sneak into the inner city."

She is one of the parties directly involved in the performance of martial arts, and the shock from Kane just gave her an excuse to pretend to be sick, otherwise, according to the regulations of the Winter Knights, she will soon shoulder the burden of the outer wall of the castle after the ceremony. For defense work, recruits like her may even be sent outside the castle to take care of chores outside.

Using the Law Enforcer System to understand, newcomers are often sent first to manage traffic law and order or maintain street law and order, which are the hardest and most tiring tasks.

This is the case in any industry, so she made a decisive decision and decided to sneak into the inner city by pretending to be sick.

"And I happened to hear some rumors about you."

"About me?"

"The servants say that the head maid is very fond of you and always flirts with you."

Who are these?
The servants of the Iris Consortium are a hundred times more gossip than he imagined, and some rumors that are speculative can be popular among them.

But Song Lan didn't have the position to reprimand them for a while.

When he instructed Ye Heron and the artificial intelligence to spread the words of Master Farentine's spraying the lord, he had benefited from the gossip mentality of the servants, and now it feels like retribution.

"Except for the head maid, they said that Isabel and even Mrs. Karida are interested in you."

"Rumors, pure rumors!"

Song Lan spoke righteously, "Old Lu, you know me well, do you think I'm the kind of energetic person?"

"It is."

The spiritual question from Song Lan successfully convinced Lu Xiang, and according to her observation, the workload of the Queen's chef of Gilvez's family was much larger than that of Song Lan's usual department, and she was a little afraid that Song Lan would be exhausted.

After all, Song Lan has never been good at physical strength.

"So, how could I..."

"Da da da."

The sound of high heels stepping on the floor interrupted Song Lan. The two followed the prestige and changed into maid outfits. The head maid in white stockings and black high heels was walking towards them from the second floor.

The head maid's complexion improved a lot, and she put on delicate makeup.

Her gaze wandered between Song Lan and Lu Xiang for a moment, and she asked curiously, "You know each other?"

She recognized this recruit named Mo Lian.

As the head maid, she is obliged to know the identity information of every recruit who might enter the castle.

"It's considered to be acquaintances. I met once in the restaurant before. She was injured during the martial arts performance. Let me express my condolences to her."

"Speaking of condolences, I haven't thanked you for the breakfast yet."

The head maid's tone was a little lower, and her eyes softened a lot for a while, "Thank you, the noodles are delicious, and I feel warm after eating."

While speaking, the afternoon light shone into the corridor of the hospital, and a blush appeared on her face. This was originally a warm scene, but Song Lan seemed to hear the sound of lightning and thunder.

No, my lord maid.

You talk, talk, why are you blushing!
Lu Xiang, who turned his face sideways, gave him a gentle look, which seemed to express his approval to him.

——"You are quite good at making girls blush."

With their tacit understanding, Song Lan immediately understood the meaning in Lu Xiang's eyes.

"Then what, to celebrate your recovery, and to wish Mo Lian a speedy recovery, I'll show you off again."

Facing this dangerous situation, Song Lan made a decisive decision and decided to adopt a strategic retreat strategy.

The two didn't stop him, and he didn't care about the fatigue he had accumulated from a busy banquet. He got up and strode out of the hospital, heading straight for the kitchen.

However, as soon as he went out, a tall figure blocked in front of him.

During this meeting, the man took off his knight armor. His figure was as burly as a hill, and the arm that had been swallowed by the two-headed dog returned to normal. The right eye pierced by a scar was staring at him gloomyly.

"You missed your appointment."

"Yes, I missed my appointment."

Song Lan admitted decisively, "Lord Lord, I wonder if you have heard such a sentence? There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and the shore is always the same."

"Ridiculous."

The scarlet lord sneered. He didn't expect that a mere chef would dare to break the agreement with him, "Compared to this, you should remember the agreement between us and the consequences of breaking the appointment."

The eyes of the two lasted for nearly ten seconds. The scarlet lord suddenly smiled, and the face full of scars was as ugly as ever, "I heard that you want to condolences to the patients. Famous, but I haven't had time to taste your craftsmanship yet."

Song Lan couldn't help but sized up Lord Scarlet with surprise.

This reckless man is really not afraid of poisoning his food.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "Got it."

Song Lan prepared this condolence meal for nearly an hour. In addition to secretly thinking about the countermeasures, he also thought that it had been two days since Lu Xiang came to the second district and had no chance to taste his handicrafts. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to get used to the synthetic fast food of the knights.

Coincidentally, the ingredients he asked the artificial intelligence to help order early in the morning were also delivered.

When he returned to the hospital with a steaming sympathy meal, Lu Xiang and the head maid were sitting side by side. The atmosphere between the two seemed to be much more relaxed than he had imagined. When he approached, they were talking about what happened during the martial arts performance today. .

Sounds like a non-emotional job meeting.

After hearing about the young lady's recent situation, the head maid pursed her lips and smiled.

"Come on, steaming pig's feet noodles!"

Song Lan waited for the right time, and handed two bowls of freshly cooked pork knuckle noodles to the two, "Eat it while it's hot, lest the noodles stick together."

This is one of Lu Xiang's favorite foods. In the past, when she didn't have much time to eat, she would ask Song Lan to prepare a bowl of steaming pig's feet noodles for her.

She was holding a steaming bowl, and the steam covered the expression on her face.

The smell of meat soon filled the corridors of the hospital.

This scene also happened to fall into the eyes of the scarlet lord. This person who had threatened him several times actually walked towards him with the cheek, and stretched out his hand to him shamelessly, "Where is my condolence meal?"

"it's here."

As a chef, Song Lan naturally couldn't just watch other people go hungry, even if the other party was an enemy.

"Here's yours, a bowl of noodles."

"...a bowl of noodles?"

The scarlet lord looked at the clear soup in the bowl, and secretly compared the sympathy meal between the head maid and Lu Xiang. The gap was too obvious.

"Aren't you kidding me?"

A trace of anger welled up in my heart.

"How come? I have carefully cooked this bowl of noodles for an hour."

Song Lan explained his superb skills to the other party. His eyes were full of intoxication, and his voice was full of devotion to food like a seeker, "First, I will heat the water in the pot to 100 degrees, and I want to make this bowl of noodles The temperature must be precisely controlled. At the right time, pour the essence of wheat flour and protein into the pot, and then I put it in the boiled water and cook it for 49 minutes. Before everything is ready It took a quarter of an hour to fish it out and place it in clear, translucent warm water."

The scarlet lord's face froze.

He didn't know cooking at all, but Song Lan's narration sounded inscrutable.

"All this is to ensure that it can be presented in front of you in its current form. Don't underestimate a bowl of noodles. This is an ingenious work full of my painstaking efforts. Even if it is 1 minute earlier, it will present another A completely different attitude... Yes, a bowl of noodles is not enough to describe it all, to be precise, I call it 'a bowl of lumpy noodles'."

Song Lan finally smiled, "Eat quickly, the noodles have been lumpy for a long time."

　Little Theater No. [-]:
　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Thursday, afternoon.

　　It was the day of boarding the ship. Song Lan followed the large army and entered the interior of this magnificent starship.

　　For the development of human spaceflight, he finally gave up his rest time and let his name be included in the entourage list.

　　The staff of the foundation were telling them the precautions for this long interstellar journey, while their staring eyes were fixed on Lu Xiang.

　　He felt he had been duped.

　　Today, Lu Xiang was wearing the same as usual, the suit of the counterintelligence department, and he looked around and found that everyone was wearing normal clothes.

　　"Why, are you unhappy?"

　　Lu Xiang calmly touched the last row of the team, and took Song Lan into one of the small compartments of the starship while no one else was paying attention.

　　She smiled playfully.

　　The current Song Lan is like an eggplant beaten by frost, which made her laugh a little bit.

　　"Can this make you happy? I suspect that I have encountered a wire fraud!"

　　Thinking of him, Song Lan, who was so brilliant in his lifetime, was defeated by telecom fraud in the end, and ended up with an unknown end in his later years!

　　"Who cheated on you, I'll catch her for you."

　　Lu Xiang smiled lightly and asked knowingly.

　　"Minister of Counterintelligence."

　　"How did she lie to you?"

　　"You know how to cheat."

　　"That's not necessarily true."

　　Under Song Lan's glaring gaze, Lu Xiang suddenly bent down slowly, and lifted up his trouser legs in front of Song Lan's face, and there was no sound in the small cubicle.

　　She chuckled lightly and asked again, "Why don't you talk anymore, do you want to touch it?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)