At this time, an illegal invasion is being staged in the Eastern End.

This time, the victim was a kind-looking young man riding a blue-gray bicycle.

The young man was pushing his bicycle, and he was already forced into a corner by a few hideous-looking street thugs.

Facing a few gangsters who were smiling at him, Song Lan had to sigh that the Eastern District was worthy of being the most chaotic area in the Seventeenth District, and he rode his bicycle on the road for a while without causing anyone to provoke, but he was targeted.

"Boy, I'm annoyed watching you ride around."

The leader of the gangsters with the finger baseball bat stepped forward, "You bought this car new, right?" What happens if I do that? ”

He swung his baseball bat wildly and slammed it into the grip of the MK-II.

The next moment, the gangster leader was numb, and the baseball bat in his hand flew out of a distance of more than ten meters under the action of recoil, and landed on the ground with a crisp sound of "clang-".

He never expected that a bicycle would be so strong, and he couldn't shake the bicycle even a little with all his might.

Song Lan was not surprised by this result, after all, the owner of the bicycle shop patted his chest and told him that even Gatling could not penetrate the defense of this bicycle.

Seeing that the blow failed, the street gangster leader unsurprisingly resorted to his usual trick - anger.

He grabbed Song Lan's collar angrily, and said viciously, "Don't be complacent, this matter is not over today!" ”

If he can't hit a bicycle, can't he still move a cyclist?

"Five seconds."

Song Lan, who was grabbed by the collar, said calmly.

This is also part of the experiment.

He spent the whole afternoon proving that psionic energy can not only control the behavior of passers-by, but also greatly increase their physical strength, and with the blessing of psionic energy, it is not a problem for an octogenarian to take down a street gangster leader.

And now, it's another of his street experiments.

"Huh? What did you say? You think I'm—"

Unfortunately, the gangster leader didn't have time to introduce himself, and the five-second time limit was up.

The empty bottle that came from afar slammed straight into the leader's head, making a sound that was even clearer than when the baseball bat hit the ground.

Before the leader's men could react, the beautiful figure in the maid's costume cut into the battlefield, and she didn't give the thugs time to react, hitting the vulnerable parts every time.

Temples, throats, and abdomen, before the arrogant thugs could react, one by one they fell to the ground and wailed.

The reason why Song Lan didn't avoid this group of street thugs was because he had foreseen the fate of the leader before he was surrounded.

He was opened by an empty wine bottle from nowhere and fell to the ground in agony.

It was the effect of the combination of psionic perception and ability, and after an afternoon of fumbling around, his idea finally came true.

But the drawbacks are also very obvious, with his current proficiency, he can only barely see a picture, just like just now, he foresaw that the gangster leader was hit by a wine bottle, but who was still the wine bottle, and why he was shot in the head by the wine bottle Song Lan didn't know at all.

Experiments have so far only proved that the predicted outcome will definitely happen.

"Section Chief, are you alright? (Penguin's worried expression)

Valian took out the tablet she had brought with her, her face full of concern.

Because of some personal reasons, she also took a day off today, but she didn't expect that when she went out, she happened to meet Song Lan, who was surrounded by gangsters, so she immediately picked up an empty wine bottle from the trash can and threw it towards the gangsters led by her.

"You're too late, if you arrive one step too late, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Song Lan said in shock.

He never expected that the person who threw the empty bottle was Valen.

"My house is nearby, section chief, you can come to my house to rest for a while."

Vallen offered the invitation.

"Actually, I have something I want to talk to you about."

In fact, since the city-wide meeting ended and the mayor of Lyon exposed the crimes of the Foster family to the media, she has been in a quandary.

Because after this incident ended, there was an extra good news for her.

Dolago Safron is dead.

This means that she can regain her identity and no longer have to go incognito to avoid being targeted by the killer, let alone pretend to be mute and use a tablet to express her thoughts.

On the same night, Lu Xiang also asked her opinion in private, as long as she nodded, the supervisor would approve the transfer procedures, and would help her explain the whole incident to the leaders and colleagues of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and at that time, she would be able to return to the life she was most familiar with.

Becoming an honorable enforcer has been Valen's wish since she was a child.

If it had been a week ago, she would have offered to return to the Criminal Investigation Division without hesitation to continue her unfinished business, but after experiencing the atmosphere of the Counseling Department, she hesitated.

This kind of atmosphere was something she had never experienced before, getting along with Roger and Song Lan was like friends, and in this department of only three people, she felt a warmth that she had never felt before.

That's how amazing life is.

In fact, her first impression of Song Lan was not good - when she used a small note to ask the other party for help in the hospital, he actually sold herself directly!

But in the follow-up contact, she found that Song Lan was a good leader, although she fished every day, but when Roger was depressed, he came up with a series of ways to save the department that was on the verge of disbandment on the first day.

In less than ten minutes, Song Lan arrived at Valen's house.

A single apartment that looked less than 50 square meters, to his surprise, the apartment was quite tidy, contrary to the impression that Valen drank vodka and smashed people directly with a wine bottle.

Valian poured a glass of water for Song Lan and picked up the tablet.

"Actually, there are some things I've been hiding from you."

Once seated, she kept sorting out her words in her mind.

Song Lan roughly guessed the reason for Valen's hesitation, he had guessed the identity of the other party from the first day of the establishment of the Psychological Counseling Department, because it was too obvious - how could a person wearing a maid costume and painting style be different from everyone else suddenly appeared in the law enforcement compound?

"Everyone has secrets, and I believe that people can understand each other."

Hearing this, Valian was slightly stunned.

For a while, she couldn't be sure if Song Lan had already known her identity, after all, Song Lan and Director Lu had a very close relationship.

"If he must understand this, as long as you ......"

The words came to an abrupt halt.

As she spoke, Song Lan casually spread out her spiritual energy and consolidated the results of an afternoon of street experiments.

However, after the fast-forward process of the videotape ended, what appeared in front of him was not the scene of the two drinking and talking.

What catches your eye is a bloodstain, as well as ......

Valian lying in a pool of blood.