Enforcer's Handbook

The new Chief Prosecutor Dominas should have received the letter. After giving the two-star Silver Star Medal to the other party as a meeting gift, Song Lan euphemistically expressed in the letter that it is better to resolve the enemy than to tie the knot. The vision of creating a better society together.

Of course, this is a lie.

In order to bring down the new chief prosecutor, Song Lan formulated a three-step plan.

The first step is to gain the trust of the other party through the Silver Star Medal.

The second step is to pretend to help him, but actually to collect evidence.

The third step is to transfer the collected evidence to Lu Xiang.

In the case of overwhelming evidence, if the evidence can be directly submitted to the coalition government, then even the Foster family will not be able to keep Dominas, and can only let him resist all the charges alone.

Due to the death of Finn Elnim, ordinary employees in the civilian department were able to leave work early today, leaving only a few section chiefs and important operators to meet in the afternoon. Colleagues can have a good rest.

Although Song Lan wasn't woken up in the middle of the night, and didn't work overtime, he still pushed his bicycle and left the compound with the crowd without any guilt.

Next, he just needs to wait for Dominas or the Foster family to take the initiative to contact him.

However, when he got home, what was waiting for him was not an urgent order from the Foster family, but a key evidence from the crime scene.

A surprisingly large black suitcase over one meter high.

The black suitcase stood at the door of the apartment, as if it had been waiting here for a long time.

Wild suitcases suddenly blocked his way.

This is not a joke, but what is happening now - Song Lan goes left, the suitcase goes left, Song Lan goes right, the suitcase goes right, Song Lan kicks a roundabout, and the suitcase flies go out.

"I said, what the hell are you doing?"

"Report to Master, I have completed the task you entrusted to me!"

The suitcase that fell on the door was pulled open from the inside, and the little boy poked out half of his head and said forcefully, "Let me re-introduce, my name is Elmon, I am 12 years old, in order to become a Excellent law enforcers follow Master Song Lan to practice!"

"You wait for me."

The corridor is not a good place to talk. Song Lan opened the door, carried the suitcase into the house, and went straight to his bedroom. He didn't want the neighbors to see him standing at the door of the apartment with a weird black suitcase Talk, if this matter reaches Lu Xiang's ears, he may be called to the interrogation room for investigation immediately.

For some reason, he inexplicably made up the appearance of Lu Xiang holding a small leather whip in his hand, and the harsh question of "Say it, say it?" seemed to echo in his ears.

sin sin.

Song Lan drove some strange thoughts out of her mind, and the biggest problem right now was the black suitcase.

This thing has always been carried by Finn Elnim. According to the description of the guards who were attacked, the Crime Analysis Section has already made a portrait. If someone saw him carrying Finn Elnim's suitcase, wouldn't Even if you jump into the artificial lake, you can't wash it off?

This is completely different from Song Lan's plan.

According to his idea, after the little boy notified the law enforcement officer of Feyn's death and produced an alibi for him, the two would part ways and have nothing to do with each other since then, but who would have thought that the boy would shoot back and come to block him at the door of the apartment up.

"When did I agree to be your master?"

After locking the bedroom door, Song Lan questioned the little boy who called himself Elmon.

This little boy is definitely coming prepared!

When he didn't pay attention, he announced his name aloud. According to the routine of movies, comics or novels, didn't this kid jump from an unnamed character to an important role?

"I will never let Master down, my dream is to become a great law enforcement officer like Master!"

No, obviously I'm going to disappoint you.

Song Lan couldn't help complaining in his heart, you can go around the law enforcement compound and call Song Lan's name, he is sure that the answer he hears most will be "Who is Song Lan?" These four words.

And these four words are the best summary of his attitude in the workplace.

He doesn't need to be remembered, doesn't want to show off in public, and more importantly, he will definitely not be a great law enforcer, fighting criminals who keep him from sleeping well at night every day.

"Other problems can be put aside first. The biggest problem now is that you have a big problem with your understanding of yourself."

"I know my talent is limited, but I will definitely try my best to keep up with Master's footsteps!"

Elmond was full of determination.

"No, you got it all wrong." Song Lan pointed to the black suitcase and said, "This suitcase belongs to Feyn-Ernim. In other words, the person who owns this suitcase killed Fei Yin's murderer."

"But Master, she was killed by you in the first place."

"You are stupid!"

Song Lan was uncomfortably calm, "Listen well, I had no choice but to attack her. I don't want this matter to have anything to do with me. You should understand, right?"

"Understood."

Almond suddenly realized, and he nodded vigorously.

Afterwards, the zipper of the suitcase was completely unzipped from the inside, and Elmon tried his best to put his arms around his legs. His skin was pale, and at first glance it looked like his body that had been dead for a long time was moved out. Then, in front of Song Lan's noodles were stuffed into the safe under the computer desk.

The safe was just big enough to contain his body.

"That way, the suitcase can be thrown away."

After finishing all this, Elmon in the soul state clapped his hands and stared at Song Lan as if asking for credit, his eyes sparkling.

"Boy..."

Song Lan, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, only had deep darkness in his eyes, "Are you treating my bedroom as a place to dump corpses?"

Now the collection in his safe can be described as extremely rich.

After Mr. Killer's prosthetic eye and mobile phone, there is now another child's corpse.

Song Lan was sure that if someone else discovered the secret in the safe, his life would be declared over.

"Song Lan"

"Bounty: xxx Wanwa"

"Live or die"

He could even imagine the arrest warrants posted in the streets and alleys of the Seventeenth District.

No, this is not the life he wants.

"Master, please rest assured that this body usually does not need to drink water or nutrient injections, and it will definitely not emit any peculiar smell."

"No, no, no..."

"and!"

Elmond still did not give up and said, "If someone sneaks into your bedroom when you are not at home, I can transfer all the contents of the safe to other places before they open the safe, without leaving any clues!"

Thanks to an unknown miscellaneous fish for rewarding 1500 starting coins!

At present, the comparison between the male and female protagonists has exceeded 500, unlocking the fifth small theater:

Small Theater Part Five:

Monday, noon on a certain day of a certain year.

Song Lan recently discovered a problem, why is Lu Xiang's love skills getting richer and richer?

Thinking back carefully, when I first met the other party, her love level should be about the same as my own.

So during the lunch break, he raised the question deep in his heart.

Hearing this, Lu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then opened the drawer and took out a booklet that seemed to have been read countless times.

"Daily Love Tips"

"For a long time in the past, I made a two-hour study plan for myself every day."

She handed over the brochure.

The moment Song Lan opened the manual, she was stunned. The notes and experiences recorded on it seemed to be more detailed than academic papers.

"However, the implementation of these manuals did not go well."

Lu Xiang said, "At first I thought I was missing the point, but then I found out where the real problem was."

"Wait a minute, don't you mean to say..."

"That's right, it's on you."

In the field of love, Song Lan is really good.

So much so that even many of her almost explicit methods ended in failure.

"So, I changed the direction of my studies."

Not long after, there was another booklet on the table:

100 Ways to Get Over the Love Insulator