Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 542 High Energy Warning (42)

hang up the phone.

Linghu Lan thought it was still very magical.

Although, I have absolute trust in the quality of the system, and the effect is absolutely leveraged.

But this style of painting is obviously wrong, shouldn't it be very social?
My chicken brother in society, people don’t talk too much, this is the correct way for drug dealers to open up.

Including the drug dealers shown in the case files are all ruthless, vicious, and spicy, and none of them are soft-hearted.

result……

What she met was a soft and cute little fresh meat selling drugs on the phone, and the mentally handicapped teenager was discharged from the hospital.

Not to mention others, even she herself was a little bustling and in a trance.

She rubbed her face to get rid of the feeling of dreaming.

It was found that everyone in the entire office seemed to have fallen into a strange trance dream.

"Team An, what did you say you smoked just now?"

Linghu Lan was silent for three seconds. "Confidential case, keep it secret!"

Everyone: "..."

Whether the machine is confidential or not, do you have no points in mind?

This is obviously Hong Guoguo's revenge. As a captain, although he is a deputy, what about your heart?
#linghulan: 34B! #
He Jinnian snorted coldly, but didn't say a word, playing tricks.

Linghu Lan pulled herself together, there was only more than an hour left until three o'clock, and she was about to leave now.

"Old horse!"

"Team security!"

"Let's go, let's catch the drug dealer!"

Everyone: "..." You are so powerful, do you want to go to heaven?

Taking drugs and catching drug dealers are two concepts, the difference is heaven and earth!
Linghu Lan had already got up and walked towards the door, and the old horse quickly followed.

When the two got into the taxi, he still had the dreamy feeling of stepping on the cloud.

"Team An, are you serious?"

"..." T_T~~ Don't ask me, I don't know either.

Seeing Linghu Lan's troubled expression, Lao Ma fell silent.

The uneasiness in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and he was also naive. From the security team looking at the case file, to answering the phone and calling the police, it took only more than 20 minutes...

More than 20 minutes!

That case has been suspended for more than ten years, how could it be possible to expect progress in more than 20 minutes?

He saw with his own eyes that this guy didn't even have access to the Internet, and he didn't even enter the shared database within the police station.

He couldn't help but start eating, the tableware and cups were full.

He has been a policeman for so long and has always been diligent and dignified. He didn't expect to have an own goal this time!
Heartbroken, old iron!

When they got to the place, the old horse tacitly hid in the dark.

Linghu Lan walked to the meeting place, and it was [-]:[-], she stood at the corner and waited for a while.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came from the other side of the road.

The eyes of the two people met in the air, and they saw each other all of a sudden.

"Are you here to buy something?"

"Are you calling me to sell?"

The words were just out of the mouth, but they both recognized each other's identities, and the voices were correct.

The boy said happily, "Miss Sister, you are so kind, and my things are also very good, I guarantee you will not suffer."

Linghulan was crying silently in her heart, and my sister also thinks you are good at frying chicken. After all, no one has ever called me Miss Sister, they are all called Xiao An, An Su, Sister An...

In this era of looking at faces, young ladies are the patents of high-value beauties...

unfair!
Linghu Lan nodded, "Then look at your stuff!"

The boy happily took out an exquisite small bag from his body, took out a small bag of white powder from it, and flaunted: "Miss sister, look, they are all good quality fried chicken. You are more affordable."

"I'll check the goods."

The young man fell out a little bit.

Linghu Lan rubbed and sniffed. "how many?"

"It's all in this small bag, should it be enough for you?"

"……"enough!
Enough to shoot you.

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)