Enforcer's Handbook

Song Lan declined Iwan's kindness because he still wanted to stay awake before going home.

Ivan's disappointment was all shown on his face. For him, the eau-de-vie was his treasure at the bottom of the box, and it represented his highest standard of friendship.

To his surprise, Song Lan ordered a glass of orange juice after refusing the water of life.

Isn't this the same as offering to sit at the child's table at a banquet?

But since the guest spoke, as a bartender, he could only serve a glass of orange juice, and at the same time resisted the urge to add some eau-de-vie to the orange juice.

After drinking a glass of orange juice, the negotiation in Lu Xiang's cubicle came to an end. Lu Xiang got a folder from Ao Fei, went to the bar and nodded to the bartender, then said to Song Lan, What I want Things were in hand, but something happened in the negotiation process, and they made a request.

Require?

Offie hopes that we can provide them with a professional psychological counselor. She has a client who is inconvenient to go to the hospital and needs private counseling.

Generally speaking, for information that can be paid, Lu Xiang will try to use money to solve it.

The price is clearly marked, the money is paid and the delivery is delivered, and no one owes anyone after leaving the gate.

She doesn't like to owe favors, especially those owed to informants. The informants in this bar are all shrewd people, and they will always try their best to extract the maximum value from favors.

However, this time, Ofi made a very clear request that information can be given, but the law enforcement department must find a trustworthy psychological counselor to solve his client's problem before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

This trustworthiness refers not only to pass the professional skills, but also to have the advantage of strict mouth.

After much deliberation, Lu Xiangsi found that the only person she could trust 100% in District 17 was Song Lan. It happened that Song Lan's new department happened to have an expert in psychological counseling, Take them here tomorrow morning. Wanderer bar, Offie will be waiting for you here, just a simple consultation, don't worry about safety, Offie will send her bodyguards to follow you.

OK.

Lu Xiang talked about this, and Song Lan naturally had no reason to refuse.

He immediately sent a text message to Roger and Valenne, and agreed that they would meet at the entrance of the Wanderer bar at eight o'clock tomorrow.

Back in Lu Xiang's suspension car, the drowsiness brought by the vodka made him want to lie down on the bed and sleep comfortably. Even after drinking a glass of orange juice, he couldn't completely suppress the feeling of drunkenness.

He didn't think about the entrustment of the intelligence dealer again. Just as Lu Xiang trusted him, Song Lan also believed in Lu Xiang's judgment.

Now that it is said that this is an ordinary psychological consultation, and Offie will send bodyguards to protect them, there is nothing wrong with it.

Of course, if an accident occurs during the process and an unknown enemy appears...

I, Song Lan, can only advise you to think twice before acting.

I don't know if he was under the influence of alcohol, but he always felt that his thinking seemed to have become much more radical.

This is not a good sign.

No wonder the public security incidents of drinking and rioting in District 17 happen every day, and even those who pursue peace have been affected to a certain extent.

After returning home, Song Lan drowsily finished washing, went back to the bedroom immediately, and lay down on the bed.

He forgot how he fell asleep, and he slept very deeply this time. When he opened his eyes again, the alarm beside the pillow was ringing non-stop, and the sky outside the window was completely bright.

7:03, early morning.

Get up and get to work.

After washing up, he took a few casual bites, and 45 minutes had passed by the time he arrived at the door of the bar by bicycle. Roger and Valenne arrived at the door earlier than him.

The first time she saw Song Lan, Walian took out the tablet:

Section Chief Song, before I came out of the compound, I hung up a notice that the business is closed today

You don't have to worry that they won't find us

Song Lan had to admit that Valian was worthy of being an elite from the Criminal Analysis Division, she was thoughtful when thinking about things, but...

Why does it sound weird to hang Closed Business on your office door?

Seeing that it was about ten minutes before the time agreed with Offee, Song Lan hurriedly parked the MK-II by the side of the road.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the night, the Wanderer during the day looked like an ordinary old-fashioned residential building from a distance. The Mohawk wandering around the bar door was gone. He probed the front door and found that the front door of the bar had After locking it, I had to take the two of them around for a long time and into the back alley of the bar.

There was someone waiting for them in the back alley, and Song Lan could feel the strong aura of this person from more than ten meters away.

With a height of more than two meters and a bronze skin, the muscles on his body bulge out the close-fitting shirt. At first glance, this physique is the kind of top-level master who can beat ten in one.

T, the former underground boxing champion, once set a record of 30 consecutive victories, I really didn't expect to see him here.

Luo Jie's eyes lit up, and his voice was a little excited. Even if he rushed up to the strong man to ask for Song Lan's autograph the next moment, he wouldn't be surprised.

You know underground boxing well?

I am a fan of boxing matches. As long as I have time, I will go to watch all the matches live... Is he the bodyguard sent by Offee to protect us?

should be.

Song Lan greeted the strong man and said, My name is Song Lan, the chief of the Law Enforcement Psychological Counseling Section. Your boss should have mentioned me.

Facing Song Lan's self-introduction, the strong man just nodded and said flatly, Let's go.

Talk less, pretend to be a master, right?

The greeting was ignored, Song Lan complained in his heart.

But work and personal emotions still have to be separated. The three of them followed T into the bar through the back door, and then went down a secret door to the underground parking lot. A luxurious suspension car seemed to have been waiting for them in the underground parking lot for a long time.

This suspension car looks much higher grade than Lu Xiang's car!

In District 17, there are not many people who can afford a car, and those who can afford a suspension car are even rarer. It is said that a series of complicated procedures are required before the suspension car can be put on the road. People with no background even buy it. A suspension car can't make it go on the road smoothly.

Strictly speaking, Lu Xiang's suspension vehicle is the public property of the law enforcement department, and she only obtained the temporary right to use it after becoming a supervisor.

A blond secretary in a black dress greeted them.

Please get in the car.

Her voice sounded cold, and although she was speaking honorifics, her eyes were almost sternly examining them.

This is a government worker.

Such an idea suddenly popped into Song Lan's mind.

After a few people took their seats, the automatic door of the suspension vehicle slowly closed.

The intermediary should have told you that we don't want this to get out.

clear.

Song Lan said very politely, I'm afraid there are few things in this world that are more rigid than our mouths.

hope so.

With that said, the secretary handed over the sorted documents to Song Lan and the three of them. When she saw the name on the cover of the document, Song Lan's eyes widened.

Leon Silbot.

Isn't that the mayor's name?