The new Grand Prosecutor Dominas should have received the letter and presented the two-star Silver Star Medal to the other party as a meeting gift, Song Lan euphemistically expressed in the envelope that it is better to settle the grievances than to settle the knot, and hopes that everyone can work together to create a better society in the 17th district.

Of course, this is a lie.

In order to bring down the new chief prosecutor, Song Lan formulated a three-step plan.

The first step is to gain the trust of the other party through the Silver Star Medal.

The second step is to pretend to help him, but in fact collect evidence.

The third step is to transfer the collected evidence to Lu Xiang.

In the case of ironclad evidence, if this evidence can be submitted directly to the coalition government, then even the Foster family will not be able to save Dominus, and he can only be left alone to resist all the charges.

Due to the death of Fein-Elnium, the ordinary employees of the civilian department were able to leave work early today, leaving only a few section chiefs and key cadres for an afternoon meeting, also so that those colleagues who were called in to work overtime in the middle of the night could have a good rest.

Although Song Lan was not woken up in the middle of the night and did not work overtime, he still pushed the bicycle without any guilt and followed the crowd out of the compound.

Next, he just needs to wait for Dominas or the Foster family to reach out to him.

However, when he arrives home, what awaits him is not an urgent order from the Foster family, but a key piece of evidence from the scene of the crime.

A black suitcase more than a meter tall and surprisingly large.

The black suitcase stood right in front of the apartment, and it seemed that it had been waiting here for a long time.

Wild suitcases suddenly block his way.

It's not a joke, it's what is happening right now - Song Lan to the left, the suitcase to the left, Song Lan to the right, the suitcase to the right, Song Lan kicked the roundhouse, and the suitcase flew out.

"I said, what the hell are you doing?"

"Report to Master, I have completed the task you gave me!"

The suitcase that fell on the door was pulled open from the inside, and the little boy poked out half of his head from the inside, and said in a sonorous voice, "To re-introduce, my name is Elmon, 12 years old, and I practiced with Master Song Lan in order to become an excellent law enforcer!" ”

"You're slowing me down."

The corridor is not a good place to talk, Song Lan opened the door, carried the suitcase into the house, and went straight to his bedroom, he didn't want the neighbors to see him standing at the door of the apartment and talking to a strange black suitcase, if this matter reached Lu Xiang's ears, he was afraid that he would be called to the interrogation room for investigation immediately.

For some reason, he inexplicably made up the appearance of Lu Xiang holding a small leather whip in his hand, and his ears seemed to echo, "Say it or not, say it or not?" The torture was questioned.

Sins, sins, sins.

Song Lan drove some strange thoughts out of her brain, and the biggest problem at the moment was this black suitcase.

According to the description of the attacking guards, the Criminal Analysis Bureau had already made a portrait of him, and if he was seen carrying Fine's suitcase, wouldn't he have jumped into the artificial lake and couldn't wash it?

This is completely different from Song Lan's plan.

According to his idea, after the little boy informed the law enforcer of Finn's death and created an alibi for him, the two parted ways and never had anything to do with each other again, but who would have thought that the boy would kill a horse gun and come to the door of the apartment to block him.

"When did I promise to be your master?"

After locking the bedroom door, Song Lan questioned the little boy who called himself Elmon.

This little boy is definitely prepared!

took advantage of his inattention to announce his name out loud, according to the routine of movies, comics or novels, didn't this kid jump from a nameless trick to an important role?

"I will never let Master down, my dream is to become a law enforcer as great as Master!"

No, it's obvious that I'm going to let you down.

Song Lan couldn't help but complain in his heart, you can go to the law enforcer's compound to check Song Lan's name everywhere, he is sure that the answer he heard the most will definitely be "Who is Song Lan?" Those four words.

And these four words are the best summary of his attitude in the workplace.

He doesn't need to be remembered, he doesn't want to act in public, and more importantly, he definitely doesn't make a great enforcer, and he has to fight every day with criminals who make him sleep at night.

"All other questions can be put aside, but the biggest problem now is that you have a big problem with your understanding of yourself."

"I know that my talent is limited, but I will definitely try to keep up with Master's footsteps!"

Almon was full of determination.

"No, you're completely wrong." Song Lan pointed to the black suitcase and said, "This suitcase is Fein-Elnium's belongings, in other words, the person who owns this suitcase is the murderer who killed Fiyn." ”

"But Master, she was killed by you in the first place."

"You're naïve!"

Song Lan was rarely not calm, "Listen, I had to make a move on her, I don't want this matter to have anything to do with me, so you should understand, right?" ”

"Understood."

It dawned on Elmon that he nodded vigorously.

Then, the zipper of the suitcase was completely unzipped from the inside, and Almond tried hard to wrap his arms around his legs, his skin was pale, and at first glance it looked like his body had been dead for a long time, and then in front of Song Lan, he stuffed it into the safe under the computer desk.

The safe was just enough to fit his body.

"That way, you can throw away the suitcase."

After completing all this, Almond in the soul state clapped his hands and stared at Song Lan as if he was invited, his eyes shining.

"Boy ......"

Song Lan, who witnessed this scene, only had deep darkness left in her eyes, "Are you using my bedroom as a place to throw my corpse?" ”

Now the collection in his safe is very rich.

After Mr. Killer's prosthetic eye and mobile phone, there is now the body of a small child.

Song Lan was sure that if someone else found out the secret in the safe, his life would be over.

『Song Lan』

『Bounty: xxx million watts』

"Life or Death"

He could imagine the wanted notices posted on the streets of the 17th arrondissement.

No, that's not the life he wants.

"Master, please rest assured that this body usually does not need to drink water or nutritional injections, and it will definitely not emit a peculiar smell."

"No is no ......"

"And!"

"If someone sneaks into your bedroom while you're not home, I can move everything else before they open the safe, leaving no clues!" ”