Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 612 I Give My Heart to Ribs

After finishing the on-site investigation of the parking lot in the center of the street, Lu Xiang took Song Lan home directly.

The human skin test will take some time, and she doesn't need to wait in the bureau until the results come out. By this time after a busy day, she is also a little hungry.

After arriving home, she took a shower, changed into the casual clothes she wore at home, and sat down on the chair in front of the dining table.

Song Lan put on her apron half an hour ago and added a dish of braised pork ribs.

The smell of meat filled the living room, and Ye Lu, who smelled the scent, also sat down on the opposite side of Lu Xiang. She had already forgotten about eating rice from the rice cooker at night.

"Hey, Lao Song, I find that you are getting more and more courageous now."

Lu Xiang teased Song Lan's busy back, even calling her "Old Song", she rarely called others in this way.

After Song Lan moved in, the apartment felt more and more like home.

She relaxed on the chair with both hands, straightened her legs, and stretched herself.

　　Lu Xiang felt that this could not be called a problem at all - as long as large-scale fishing behaviors occurred in the department, 10 out of 11 times were instigated by Song Lan.

Samuen reported the results of Medel's analysis, "Its main body is a worm about ten centimeters long. When the worm got out of the toll collector's body, the healing and regeneration stopped."

"of course."

"Didn't I break a rib? It hurts. To be honest, I'm considering whether to transplant subcutaneous armor recently. I saw an advertisement saying that they had a discount for a while."

　　As the interest course plan progressed, the council discovered some unknown bugs.

Facts have proved that it is a wise move for the Shadow Guard to follow Captain Doug. According to Samuel, Captain Doug and the team exchanged fire almost as soon as they arrived at the toll collector's house. The toll collector's home has been remodeled It's no different than the armory.

A phone call interrupted the conversation between the two.

It was precisely because of the news that the target had been confirmed dead that Captain Doug stepped out of a safe distance carelessly, and was shot in the abdomen with a shotgun by the revived toll collector.

"Don't swear."

"Do you still remember when you went to the scene of the crime for the first time a few months ago? At that time, you were still in the logistics department and followed your section chief to deliver condolences."

"Braised ribs."

"MD, there are cyber lunatics!"

"He found the human skin, but he was scared out of his wits first. I think he might know something."

"Ok?"

　　For this, Song Lan's explanation is extracurricular expansion.

　　Small theater its ninety:

"Not busy, I'm eating ribs."

But his hopes were dashed.

"director?"

"Where's the worm?"

While speaking, the sound of sharp objects being cut came from the other end of the phone.

"Runned into the sewer, and someone has been sent to the sewer to investigate."

"Have you started?"

Doug felt that the injury was because the [-]th District had been at peace for too long, which caused him to relax, but he still wanted to get comfort and encouragement from his superiors, or to provide him with some valuable life advice.

"Okay, let us know the result immediately."

Then she said casually, "What about Ingrid? Is there something urgent at his family?"

"Are you busy now?"

This is the second time he has entered the prosthetic body hospital in recent months, and Song Lan vaguely remembered that he was also the one who stuck his butt to the toilet last time.

　　Their original intention was to improve the loose working atmosphere of various departments after the Chinese New Year, hoping that they could spend their time on work and self-improvement, but the results of the first round of surveys were counterproductive, with 63.3% After the personnel have been trained, they stay on the job for a shorter time.

After staying with the Devourer for a long time, what is a few human skins worth?He had seen a lot of weird and curious scenes in the past few days. Song Lan's psychological endurance has been strong enough to watch murder scene investigation films while eating.

"We infer that the toll collector was parasitized, and the creature that parasitized it is somewhat similar to the devourer, or the original toll collector has long been disposed of, and this is a substitute bred after absorbing his genes."

Lu Xiang glanced at Yelu's innocent big eyes, and frowned to remind Doug.

Poor Captain Doug!

How could Song Lan forget everyone's best friend?
"That was not long after Chai Ke kidnapped them."

Doug's eyes were blank, and he asked casually, but even he didn't know what he was asking.

"I remember that your face turned pale from fright, and you sat on the chair for a long time without recovering. Hey, did you pretend at that time?"

Seeing the long silence on the other end of the phone, Lu Xiang thought that Doug hadn't heard her clearly, so after spit out a bone, he added another sentence.

She also realized that during her years at Morning Star, she never really had a small talk with anyone.

Lu Xiang began to gradually understand the key points of knowledge she had read in "A Little Coup for Love Every Day". It turned out that this was the feeling of small talk. She didn't need to rack her brains to think about the content of the conversation before speaking, and every The purpose contained in a sentence, you only need to say what you feel and think of.

In the process of tenacity, the sniper in the ambush of the special operations team had to defeat the madman.

While the body armor stopped the bullet, it also broke a rib.

"The supervisor is next to her now, you can report directly to her."

"The toll collector was found, and he also met Captain Doug and the people from the special operations team."

　　"I think the current momentum is very good, there is no problem, and extracurricular development is also a very effective teaching method."

"clear."

　　Lu Xiang is not only the head of the counterintelligence department, but also one of the most popular teachers of interest courses. They also wanted to call Song Lan, but it is reported that this other most popular tutor has not been able to do it since he got off work every day. Saw him.

Lu Xiang was busy eating, so he also pressed the hands-free button, and Captain Doug's cursing voice reached Song Lan and Yelu's ears.

Although Doug warned the special operations team not to go around talking about it afterwards, the story spread bizarrely in the bureau, so that for a long time later, when Captain Doug went to the toilet, someone would remind him He be careful.

Song Lan, who was busy with seasoning, responded without looking back.

"Well, Doug has been sprayed and has been sent to the prosthetic hospital. The doctor said that a broken rib shouldn't be a big problem."

　　The problem was of course Song Lan's.

"Pork ribs."

"Ok?"

　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Wednesday, evening.

After finishing speaking, Song Lan freed her hands and hung up the phone, then put the braised pork ribs on the table and served Lu Xiang a big bowl full of rice.

"How come? The murder scene, how scary."

With bandages wrapped around his body, Doug sitting on the hospital bed suddenly felt the winter-like cold.

Song Lan took a break from the busy schedule, pressed the speakerphone and put the phone next to the pot, "Lao Sa, what's the matter?"

The dignified national-level rescuer, who was awarded the Five-Star Gold Star Medal, would be frightened by a few human skins. Even the young men in the bureau performed much better than him.

She was simply too busy to waste time on meaningless conversations.

The reason why I hung up the phone in a hurry was because Lu Xiang's cell phone rang.

　I didn't rest well yesterday, and I have a headache today. I will take a day off between the two shifts, sorry!

　　Lu Xiang came up with another set of rhetoric.

Lu Xiang lowered her head and stared at her dangling feet. She kicked the suede slippers aside at some point. It stands to reason that such unseemly behavior should not have happened to her, but she suddenly felt that this might That's how you should be when you're at home.

The voice from the other end sounded a little weak. Captain Doug reported what happened to them. In fact, after Samuen appeared, they were thrown out of formation. In order to ensure the safety of the team members, he could only fight Let's retreat, pulling everyone out without any risk, and he became the only wounded.

"I see that when they took out the human skin from the sewer pipe tonight, you didn't even blink your brows. The psychological quality of the newcomers in the special operations team is not as good as yours."

And there was the sound of chewing on the other end of the phone.

"Isn't that tempered by Xiao Tun?"

But something strange happened.

"I asked someone to lure the special operations team away, and now we are dealing with the aftermath."

"What ribs?"

　　Puzzled, they had no choice but to call Lu Xiang to find out.

　　"Minister Lu, what's the problem?"

　　That night, she was convinced by Song Lan's theory.

　　Teaching and cooking cannot be combined, and someone has to stay home to prepare dinner.

　　Lu Xiang felt guilty, and she was corrupted after all.

　　It was corroded by braised pork ribs, braised beef brisket with radish, eggplant stew, and dry pot potatoes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)