At the same time, somewhere in the seventeenth arrondissement.

In a small dark room, there are facilities comparable to those of the Enforcer's Command Center.

A short time later, a woman pushed open the old, dilapidated wooden door and entered the house.

"I found out that Lu Xiang is the 111th graduate, and he is the top student in the class."

This result can be said to be both unexpected and reasonable, when the three of them witnessed Lu Xiang's means of killing Barna, they vaguely guessed this layer of identity.

The unexpected part is that it is difficult for them to imagine that the top students in a certain period of time will be sent to a remote small city like the 17th District after graduation, which is almost no different from what people said in ancient times to be assigned to the frontier.

"I really don't understand what those people think."

Once again, the woman couldn't help but complain.

As classmates, they have all experienced the process of "learning", and naturally they also know the gold content of the first grade in each period.

In the past nine years, through countless assessments, I don't know how many times they have hovered on the edge of life and death, in the past, such talents were either directly hired by the big family after graduation and became the escort of a certain important person in the core area, or like them, they hid their identities and names and became members of the organization.

Let Lu Xiang come to the 17th District to be the head of a law enforcement department, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a waste of talent.

"I think it's understandable."

The man sitting in the chair said, and the news brought back by his companion filled in the last puzzle for his speculation, "The first thing Lu Xiang did after landing in the 17th District was to plan the operation to capture Chai Ke, and the most interesting part is that on the night after Chai Ke was arrested and imprisoned, prosecutor Anjie Foster gave a speech in the downtown square, declaring to the citizens that Chai Ke would be brought to justice." ”

"The Foster family's usual approach."

The woman sneered.

When you do practical things, you can't see people, and when you grab credit, you always rush to be the first.

She used to wonder why even someone like Angel Foster could become the City Light, but now it seems that the so-called city hero has just taken the credit for the arrest of Chai Ke, making the citizens of District 17 think that she is the one who planned the arrest.

"It's not that simple, if she just wants to grab credit, there is no need to let Chai Ke go in private, assuming that there is no accident that day, the result is that Chai Ke escapes from prison, the law enforcer is killed, and the city hero is held hostage, this series of events will push Lu Xiang to the forefront, and at that time, the Foster family will have enough reasons for Lu Xiang to accept the suspension investigation."

"No wonder, Lu Xiang was sent by the coalition government, and the Foster family has to be famous if they want to get rid of her."

The woman said suddenly.

"When you went to investigate Lu Xiang, we also happened to hear some gossip - except for Barna, the small leaders of the remnants of the Chai Ke Group all died in one day, although it looks like a fight between criminal groups on the surface, but in fact it ......"

"Your mission is to investigate the murderer who disappeared from the crime scene."

The sudden sound made the three of them tense up immediately, and they almost subconsciously touched their respective weapons.

In fact, by the time the man was halfway through his idea, the three of them had already understood what he meant.

Someone is chasing and killing the remnants of the Chai Ke group.

More precisely, it was to carry out the aftermath work for the Foster family in order to clear their relationship with the Chai Ke Group.

It's just that they didn't expect that person to appear in this room at this moment.

The three of them looked around, but could not find the speaker.

"Do your job well, and the next time we meet, it won't be a kind reminder."

……………………………………

May 7, 2166, 23:08, late night.

Song Lan woke up from his sleep, and the wall clock on the wall told him the current time.

When he got home, he took the advice of the section chief, got a good night's sleep, and tried to put the events of the day behind him.

Lu Xiang didn't go home today, and yesterday's leftovers were enough for him to deal with.

At this time, Lu Xiang should stay in the hospital to prevent the last survivor from being killed by the killer.

Well......?

Song Lan, who realized this, tightened his heart, and through the crack in the door, he clearly saw that the light in the living room was on.

The people in the living room didn't seem to intend to hide their presence, and Song Lan soon heard the sound of pots and pans, and the smell of meat was still in the air.

Could it be that after the situation in the hospital stabilized, Lu Xiang came back temporarily?

Song Lan took out her mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Lu Xiang to ask about the situation, but found that the mobile phone was in a state of no signal, not only that, but the computer network was also cut off.

After sitting on the bed and hesitating for a moment, Song Lan still walked out of the bedroom door.

"The craftsmanship is good, almost the same as the chef in the third district, no wonder Lu Xiang favors you."

Seeing Song Lan come out, the man sitting at the table just glanced up at him, and continued to feast.

Short hair, a gutter nose, and most notably the scar on the bridge of the nose that spans almost the entire face.

The man wears a heavy black leather trench coat, and the hat is placed casually on the side of the plate.

"Director Lu ...... her"

Song Lan's question came to an abrupt end as he saw a tool set at the kitchen counter, with scalpels, tweezers, and many tools he couldn't name, which at first glance looked like a surgeon's kit, and next to the tool set, there was a bottle of stimulants.

Lu Xiang said that colleagues in the crime analysis department had been tortured before they died.

The torturers injected him with stimulants to keep him awake during the interrogation.

All kinds of signs show that the uninvited guest in front of him was not sent by Lu Xiang to protect him.

The killer had already predicted that Lu Xiang would take someone to stay in the hospital at the moment, and instead touched her apartment.

"With your craft, it's more than enough to be a chef in the third arrondissement."

After enjoying the supper, the man wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and made an inviting gesture to Song Lan, "Sit down...... I understand that you are a person who is content with the status quo, afraid of fighting, and wants to live in peace, and I am confident that the new identity we have arranged for you in the Third District will fulfill all your wishes, and I have come to you today to discuss with you the plan for your future life. ”

A professional killer comes to him to discuss his future life plans?

And it sounds like you're going to send him to the third district?

You must know that the third district is the core area of the coalition government, and it is the dream shelter of countless people, and many people are not eligible to go to the third district in their lifetime.

Song Lan sat opposite the man at the signal of the other party's eyes.

Theoretically, the life plan mentioned by the other party may indeed be true, and he has heard that for the big families in the core city, entering the core area to live is just a matter of one sentence.

And everything he is experiencing at the moment seems to be the same as that of the philosopher Gromarsh, so Song Lan also has the same doubt.

But at what cost?