In the first few days after returning to the 17th district, Lu Xiang cracked down on the arrogance of the recent forgery gangs in the city, and Comrade Zhuang Chi was called to the supervisor's office for a private conversation.

After being tortured by the supervisor, Zhuang Chi finally confessed to the mastermind "reluctantly".

It was a man surnamed Song who did not want to be named, and there was a number of information indicating that the man had been haunting the compound of the law enforcement department for a long time, and he knew the structure of each department well, and the supervisor who got the tip immediately launched an investigation, and after a long search of up to 10 seconds, the only man surnamed Song in the department was caught red-handed.

"I said how did you admit it so happily at the time, it turned out that you instructed it."

Lu Xiang locked the door of the office, opened the secret door behind the bookshelf, and pushed Song Lan, whose hands were handcuffed behind him, into the secret compartment.

It's a house full of sin.

It is said that the previous director built it to store the large bribes he had received from the Inspectorate and the company, and when he retired and left the 17th arrondissement, he took all the stolen money with him, but left the furniture here.

For some reason, the former supervisor left a big bed in the secret compartment, and now, Song Lan, who was arrested by Lu Xiang on the spot, was pushed onto the big bed.

On the bedside table not far away, Song Lan saw a book on sin.

"A Love Tip of the Day II."

The book is hidden, and the notes are made with delicate bookmarks.

He never thought that this broken book would be able to come out in the second volume, who did it contribute to them?

"Director, calm down, listen to me!"

"Then you explain."

Lu Xiang took a step forward and approached Song Lan, and his outstretched index finger pressed against Song Lan's chin, making him have to look up at himself.

The victim, Song Lan, insisted that the identities of the two parties had been wronged and that it was the right way to turn around.

"I didn't instruct Zhuang Chi, I just happened to talk to her once about the fact that someone used to put up small advertisements on telephone poles and the walls of residential buildings, that is, those who moved, applied for permits, and shot black guns to find Li Ermazi, and the phone number was 13xxxxxxx!"

How can Comrade Zhuang Chi's action power be as explosive as ever, she still has the dream of getting rich overnight, and sees business opportunities from these past events.

It's no longer the time to put small ads on telephone poles, and with a little hacking, you can send ads to someone's mailbox.

"I know, Li Ermazi has been arrested, I have been arrested."

Lu Xiang said domineeringly.

This illustrates the dangers of having a small ad on a telephone pole, because it's not just a customer who might be calling you, but also a law enforcement department head who is addicted to phishing.

"I'm more curious about another thing than that, how do you feel right now?"

"Huh?"

"Do you have a feeling that your cheeks are hot and your heart is like a deer bumping?"

Lu Xiang's eyes are blazing, this is the skill she recently learned from "A Love Trick Every Day II".

The content of the second book differs from the first book in that the main content is further flirting after the establishment of a romantic relationship.

"How is that possible? I'm ......."

"Your ears are red." Lu Xiang lowered her head and approached Song Lan, greeted by warm breathing, her eyes were not only hot, but also full of inquiry, "My face is also red, what I said in the manual is correct." ”

Actions speak louder than words.

Even if Song Lan denied it in every possible way, he couldn't hide the most instinctive reaction, in the words of the book, this is called ......

The body is honest?

As a beginner, Lu Xiang admires those scholars who study the esoteric subject of love, and an inconspicuous act in daily life will also bring throbbing to the other party's heart, and it seems that she still has a lot of knowledge to master.

"Director, you have something to say."

"Hmph, as a prisoner, your mouth is quite hard."

It was obviously a treatment of the prisoner, but it made Lu Xiang feel joking.

It's like a game of cat and mouse, and poor Tom is always toyed with.

"But I do have a business with you today, I investigated the orphanage you mentioned, it is still open to the public, you have been to my school, I want to visit the place where you lived."

After rushing to deal with the work that had accumulated after leaving, Lu Xiang finally freed up half a day for himself.

Back in the 7th District, she had thought about this plan.

In fact, in places like the 17th arrondissement, the existence of orphanages is inherently incompatible with the atmosphere of the city, and according to the department's annual report, most of the orphans in the city are in gangs or theft groups.

Orphans have become a common phenomenon due to endless gang fights, and few people will be kind enough to use their own money to support them.

As the investigation deepened, Lu Xiang investigated some unknown inside stories.

The orphanage, which was built in the name of an individual, is located in one of the quietest streets of the 17th arrondissement, a neighborhood that does not seem to have kept up with the city's rapid development, and has retained its former appearance after the gold rush has passed.

A native of the 17th arrondissement, the dean has lived through the crazy times brought about by the gold rush and witnessed the transformation of the city, and is now in his 80s.

Lu Xiang found that there were some deep-seated reasons why that neighborhood was able to maintain its original appearance and not be changed by the times.

"I think your memory may be a little skewed."

She remembered that Song Lan mentioned that the director of the orphanage was a kind person, and he did not live on the streets in his childhood, but spent a peaceful and peaceful childhood under the care of the director.

However, according to the information she found, it was difficult to connect the dean with the kind old man.

"Your dean has a resounding title in the Dao, and the gang members of the Seventeenth District have to call him 'Godfather' with respect."

That's the real reason why the neighborhood has remained quiet and peaceful to this day - the gangsters who once tried to make trouble there didn't have to wait for the enforcers to do it, and the gangsters were the first to make them understand the consequences of provoking the godfather.

Lu Xiang helped Song Lan open the handcuffs and handed the latter the information he had investigated, including urban legends.

"However, he has never left a criminal record, his name has never entered the criminal file of the department, and when he encounters problems, he is often solved by others."

"Is the source of the information reliable?"

Song Lan looked at the urban legend and suddenly remembered that in his memory, there were indeed many people who often came to visit the dean.

Some wore moxican heads and exaggerated leather jackets; There are also people who wear suits and leather shoes and look like successful people in society.

"Of course."

"Then we will visit him rashly, and no one will point a gun to the head, right?"

At this moment, Song Lan, who has always been afraid of gangsters dealing with her, was worried about her future.

Thank you for the 100 starting coins that cannot be saved from the past!

I'm almost cured, adjust my schedule and rest, and resume the update of the small theater from tomorrow!

Everyone, pay more attention to personal protection recently!

(End of chapter)