Enforcer's Handbook

Song Lan had a nightmare last night.

He dreamed that a killer disguised as a cleaner knocked on his door.

Just like the scenes in countless thrillers, the new guests become the targets of the killer because of their unintentional actions.

The killer mentioned that if he hadn't been meddling, the low-ranking actor named Guerrero would have jumped from the roof of the building long ago.

After dealing with him as a busybody, he will go to Roger and Zhuang Chi.

When dawn arrives, their three names will be on the news in District 4.

Unfortunately Mr. Cleaner could not complete his plan after all.

After a few months, Song Lan had to go back to his old business, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind to take the body to a place far away from the hotel. This was especially difficult in the Fourth District, where cameras were everywhere, and on the streets at two o'clock in the night It’s still lively...

Fortunately, Mr. Dorago Saffron gave Song Lan experience and strength.

He felt that he was becoming more and more handy.

The law enforcement officers who discovered the body the next day did not come to the hotel. Their investigation was centered on Sunset Boulevard. The three of them saw the blocked street from a distance while walking. All filming today was forced to cancel.

"Section Chief, why do you look so worried today?"

Zhuang Chi, who had been observing Song Lan for a long time, asked curiously.

"The public security environment in this city is far from as good as advertised online. It is really too dangerous."

Song Lan sighed.

From a mathematical perspective, he made outstanding contributions to the city's security.

Because if the three of them were ordinary people with no strength, I am afraid that there would be three more corpses in the fourth area today. Through his efforts, he sharply reduced the number of deaths from three to one. This was the only way he could A place to feel solace.

But there are still many unsolved mysteries in his heart.

From the few words of the cleaner, it is not difficult to judge that Graylo's initial desire to jump off the building was probably due to the guidance of the cleaner. But the question is, why would a cleaner want to cause trouble for Graylo?

The cleaner was tight-lipped and didn't explain anything, taking all these secrets to his grave.

Of course, this may also have something to do with Song Lan not giving him a chance to explain.

The buyer was gone, and for the sake of the personal safety of the founder of Kolo Films, they also gave up their plans to intervene in the case, so life in District 4 suddenly became aimless.

Zhuang Chi suggested that they take a walk around the streets during the day when there are not many people around, like a real tourist.

"Regarding this matter……"

Zhuang Chi hesitated, "Section Chief, have you heard about the broom... famous detective's physique? It's the kind of physique that kills people wherever they go."

The famous detective August Quinn in "Mystery" possesses the physique of a famous detective. People joke that even if he goes downstairs to drink a cup of coffee, he can stumble upon a tortuous serial murder case.

"What kind of physique are you talking about? I've never heard of such a thing."

Song Lan looked away, "In such a big city, it is normal for one or two people to die every day."

Roger also stood up and said something fair, "Zhuang Chi, even if he really has this kind of physique, he must be a fool. If you think about it carefully, all of this started after you contacted Melenna."

Faced with the siege of the two men, Zhuang Chi was speechless for a moment.

She admitted that her financial luck was a bit bad, but the murder case was completely different from this, right?

The three of them walked aimlessly around Sunset Boulevard and returned to the hotel entrance.

In fact, they didn't know where they were going, especially after two murders happened around them.

As soon as he walked in, a familiar face, smelling of alcohol and drunk, came up to him.

Director Powell.

The bald, middle-aged greasy man has the kind of appearance and temperament that will be firmly remembered by anyone once they meet him.

This "big director" was obviously drunk and walked sideways, which is why he almost bumped into the three of them.

Even though he was very drunk, Powell still did not forget his original intention. Roger and Zhuang Chi made his eyes light up and said vaguely, "You, you have great potential. I happen to have a good script in my hand. The role is tailor-made for you. Believe me, this will definitely be popular. My name is Powell, and everyone in this area knows her..."

His movement towards the inner pocket of his clothes suddenly stopped.

He stared at the misty eyes and moved closer to the three of them. Then he suddenly took two or three steps back as if he had discovered something terrible, and fell to the ground, shouting, "Don't do it." , don’t come here, I don’t know you, I don’t know anything! I didn’t do it!”

Powell's playful and rolling movements attracted the attention of those around him.

Everyone in this area indeed knew him. After discovering that the person lying on the ground was Powell, they turned their eyes elsewhere with interest.

Powell was an alcoholic, and whenever his work was rejected, he would drink heavily.

Then when he wakes up, he continues to dream of becoming a director overnight.

But this scene aroused the suspicion of the careful Zhuang Chi.

Even if he is drunk and crazy, he often pours out all the unpleasant things in his heart. But they don't know each other at all. They haven't even said a word before, so why does he look like he has seen a ghost?

"What didn't you do?"

"I didn't do it, I don't know anything!"

"Say it!"

Seeing Powell rolling around on the ground, Zhuang Chi had an idea and deliberately showed a ferocious expression, "Otherwise I will be rude to you."

"I, I told him about you, I didn't mean it!"

Zhuang Chi still wanted to ask more questions, but he saw Powell getting up from the ground with a strange scream and running towards his residence on the first floor. He dropped the unfinished wine bottles on the ground, and the wine inside was spilled. land.

There were also enthusiastic people around who persuaded the three of them not to talk to Powell, saying that he acted like this every time he was drunk. They also said that this drunkard was a complete liar and that the scripts he mentioned were impossible to be adapted into movies. On the screen, there are always newcomers who are deceived by him.

Zhuang Chi did not pursue Powell's apartment. She kept the incident in mind and returned to her room after going upstairs.

Song Lan had an unknown premonition in her heart.

A quarter of an hour later, his premonition turned into reality.

Zhuang Chi posted the situation she had just investigated to the small group. She hacked into Powell's computer and used an AI voice changer to pretend to be a ghost to scare him, and the coward confessed everything.

He was the last person to see the cleaner last night.

The cleaner asked him about Song Lan and the other three, and he also told him about their room.

Then the cleaner died and his body was thrown into the garbage in the alley.

No wonder Powell was so afraid of them just now. He thought the cleaner was killed by them.

"This is a misunderstanding. 』

Zhuang Chi quickly reflected on his own judgment. Although the death of the cleaner had nothing to do with them, Powell provided them with a crucial piece of information:

"Section Chief, it is very likely that this hotel was the first scene of the case!" 』

This sonorous and powerful statement like a famous detective deeply hurt Song Lan's eyes.

Comrade Zhuang Chi,

Being curious about everything will only hurt you.

He really wanted the other party to understand this simple and simple truth.

Small theater its one hundred and eighty:

Tuesday, a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, noon.

Acting like a baby is Lu Xiang's trump card.

Whenever she used this move, Song Lan would obediently submit.

Although this stupid bird always emphasizes that a strong person will never fail the same move twice, in Lu Xiang's view, this is all from the loser's unnecessary harshness.

Just like now, in less than five minutes, a steaming egg tart was delivered to his office.

The speed was beyond her imagination.

"I remember you didn't bring any snacks to the department today."

In other words, in less than five minutes, Song Lan finished making egg tarts at home and rushed to the office again!

These five minutes are a bit too long.

She took a bite of the egg tart, and the sweet feeling traveled along her taste buds and into her heart.

"Time sometimes deceives people's senses."

While she was brewing the sweetness of the egg tart, she said what Song Lan had said.

In the process of activating the ability, the flow of time will also be rewritten. Perhaps the people in the coalition government never dreamed that someone would use this level of ability to make egg tarts.

However, the next moment, the smile on Lu Xiang's face disappeared without a trace.

Because she recalled what happened on the day of the scientific test, as an expert who had carefully studied "How to Kill a Psychic", she suddenly understood everything.

"Baby~"

Her voice was still so sweet that it made Song Lan's scalp tingle, "When you applied for a five-minute break before, you really only took a five-minute break, right?"