Late that night, Song Lan was woken up by the rapid ringing of her mobile phone.

He opened his eyes in a daze, a series of fatigue in the morning made him sleep steadily until now, he was in a trance for a moment, and saw Lu Xiang, who had already put on his pajamas and was sitting by the window with his back to him.

In order to support his first day of exercise, Lu Xiang specially set aside a whole day.

It is not difficult to hear from the conversation that this phone call is mostly related to work, and after listening to a few words, Lu Xiang got up and tidied up his hair, and then spread his uniform on the bed.

"Going to work?"

Song Lan asked.

"There's a company in the West End that has been reported to have been attacked, and I heard the description could be related to Angre Safron, and I have to go there."

"Wait a minute, I'll go too."

Hearing this, Song Lan got up in a chic carp posture, and then covered her waist in pain and retracted the quilt, this series of actions happened in a few seconds, Lu Xiang's movements in putting on his shirt froze, and his eyes were full of concern, "Can you do it?" ”

"Of course it works, just the sequelae of exercise!"

Song Lan gritted her teeth and said.

However, after learning a lesson, his movements this time were much slower, and after his speed was infinitely close to old age, the feeling of back pain and leg cramps improved a lot.

He relied on his own strength to cause Lu Xiang's attendance to be ten minutes slower than before, and when the two of them sat on the hovercar, Lu Xiang had to take the initiative to take on the service of helping Song Lan massage.

But she has no complaints.

After all, she also had bad things before, from humanitarian considerations, it is indeed a little unkind to let a person who had just run a long distance to exhaustion cause him a second injury after resting for more than half an hour.

But Lu Xiang must clarify that there is absolutely no coercion in this.

Moments later, the hovercar slowly landed in the West End in the middle of the night, and a dim sign appeared in the sight of the two.

"Made in Dreams"

A dreamy and poetic name.

Compared to the skyscrapers in the downtown area, this is at best a small and medium-sized company.

After nightfall is the most lively time in the West District, the street is full of drunkards, gangsters and illegal drug dealers, after getting off the car, Lu Xiang went straight to the company, and the welcome lady who had not yet got off work greeted them, and the person who came was Lu Xiang, the face of the welcome lady seemed to be a little not good-looking.

For the West District, which currently has the worst public security environment in the Seventeenth District, the last person they want to see is Lu Xiang.

And the next situation completely exceeded Lu Xiang's expectations.

Miss Welcome told her with great confidence that no one had called the police, that it was business as usual today, that no one had attacked the place, and that her behavior had always been contrary to her identity, and that instead of welcoming the arrival of the two, she kept urging them to leave.

"Call the person in charge here."

Lu Xiang naturally couldn't be sent away so easily, and she used her eyes to scare off the welcome lady who wanted to block the elevator with her body.

The reporting process is very special.

The informant skipped the city-wide hotline of law enforcement and dialed her directly, and Lu Xiang could faintly hear the gunshots coming from the other end of the phone during the call.

The only possibility she could think of was that the caller was an informant from the Law Enforcement Department.

In fact, the informant program was a product of the previous director's tenure, and they had many long-term contacts of informants under the 17th District, but the purpose was not to punish criminals, but to secretly report the reactionaries who opposed the Foster family and the Chai Ke group, and because of the special geographical location of the 17th District, the targets of the report were often labeled as rebels and executed.

Lu Xiang retained the plan after accepting the position of supervisor, and some people with lofty ideals took the initiative to join them, who knew better than anyone the intricacies of the forces behind the illegal company, and it was not easy to bring them down.

In order to ensure the safety of the informant, Lu Xiang provided them with his own private contact information.

Just now, one of the informants witnessed the suspected Angre Saffron man, who walked straight into the company called "Made in Sweet Dreams".

A few minutes later, a tall, lanky man with a pink exploding head and a tight-fitting leather costume appeared in front of the two of them.

"I'm the person in charge of this place, Gracy, but with all due respect, there are no reports here, and if you want to force your way in, please show your search permit."

The tall and thin man had words in his mouth.

They had been prepared for this unexpected situation for a long time, even if the law enforcement department had to show the relevant documents, and now it was long past the normal working hours, and it would be at least after tomorrow morning to follow the process and walk again.

Thinking of this, the man also asked rhetorically, "I believe that Director Lu should not have committed an illegal search, right?" ”

Lu Xiang raised his eyebrows and took out the Silver Badge of the Three-Star Rescuer from his clothes pocket, "I suspect that you have something to do with the case being investigated by the Rescuer Department here, please prepare a list of the company's relevant businesses and personnel immediately." ”

There are also benefits to being a rescuer.

At least speak much tougher when you encounter these Sven scum.

The tall and thin man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and in the end he could only get out of the way.

With Gracy's narration, Song Lan, as a melon-eating crowd, gradually understood the true meaning of "Made Dreams", and in his own easy-to-understand words, this place is equivalent to a nursing home in another world.

The reason why he added the prefix of another world is because the pension method here has once again refreshed his perception of this world.

The company will accept the homeless elderly in the city for free, provide them with a "comfortable and comfortable" room, and a sophisticated equipment.

Through the glass of the corridor, Song Lan could clearly see the state of these elderly people.

They sat in the same position on a chair resembling an operating table, with instruments on their heads that resembled motorcycle helmets, and the helmet exposed their mouths, which seemed to be in a state of happiness and happiness from the curvature of their mouths.

According to Gracy, the instruments extract their emotions and store them as gas in a container similar to a test tube.

For those companies with extremely stressful work, just take a sip in their leisure time to let the happy emotions infect them and relieve them of the stress and fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

This gas is also used as an anti-stress medication in many prosthetic hospitals.

"It's a win-win deal."

As if because he was afraid of Lu Xiang, Gracy had to emphasize every once in a while, "We took them in to save them from being oppressed by gang members, and we will also help them use their spare heat in the last stage of their lives, so that they can help more people!" ”

It's just that the more he emphasizes the legitimacy of the business, the more Song Lan feels that something is strange.

When Gracy took them into her office and left, Song Lan finally thought about where this strange feeling came from.

The strange sight reminded him of a cattle farm.

Cattle breeders always say that they use chocolate and music to make their cattle happy every day.

"Is this business really legitimate?"

When Glacie left the office in order to transfer up the staff list, Song Lan asked Lu Xiang in the spirit of studying the law of 2166.

"There is no prohibition."

Lu Xiang thought for a moment before he spoke, "Industries that are not prohibited are theoretically legal. ”