"You have to trust me, I know Guan Lili's personality, she doesn't really care about your life or death, all this is a task given to her by the council and the company, and after using you, they will kick you away."

Song Lan imagined many ways for them to talk, but she never expected that Ingle really wanted to gain his trust, and instead kept silent about the Southeast Bank robbery that happened this afternoon.

He even prepared the scene where Inglie took out the screenshot as a threat.

"As long as you give me a chance, I can help you recognize the true face of Guan Lili and the company...... Of course, if you don't like the identity of a mentor, a partner or a close friend can be discussed, and I also have a professional planning team here. ”

The atmosphere of this conversation was not intense, and Ingle's attitude towards him had become almost flattering, for a former national rescuer, this scene really made Song Lan feel a little funny, and he could see that Inglie really needed this opportunity to turn over.

But that's not what Song Lan wanted to hear.

At this moment, they were walking side by side in the most inaccessible part of the neighborhood, and it seemed that because of the bank robbery today, there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and they had not seen a single ghost in the nearly ten minutes since they had just started.

Song Lan was entangled.

He had already planned to send Mr. Inglie to the fish pond to look for treasure, but after saying this now, Song Lan felt that it was a little difficult to do.

Could it be that the robbery of the Southeastern Bank really has nothing to do with Inglie and the team behind him?

"Mr. Ingle, what's going on with the Southeastern Bank you just mentioned?"

"yes, I was about to talk to you about it."

Inglie said in a tone of great conviction, "This must be Guan Lili or the company's ghost!" ”

"Guan Lili? Why? ”

"This is the usual propaganda strategy of the company, in order to make your image recognized by the public in a short period of time, they have to let you get rid of some really tricky villains, and a biker leader can't make you a national rescuer."

"Do you have proof?"

"Not yet, but that's definitely the case...... If you don't believe me, I can accompany you to the parking lot of the street square, where the robbers were last seen, and I will definitely find clues. ”

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Song Lan was a little messy.

But now the mastermind behind the scenes, who he suspected, suddenly changed, and he was full of confidence to take him to the crime scene to investigate the real murderer.

Song Lan finally agreed to Ingle's proposal.

For him, although the population density of the street square is relatively large, and some of them are not easy to deal with corpses, there are always more ways than difficulties, compared to the first time he accidentally killed Dorago Safron, he has made great progress, especially when Lu Xiang knew that he might face the same situation in the future, he took a whole night to teach him how to make a corpse disappear without a trace on different occasions.

In this field, Lu Xiang is undoubtedly an expert among experts.

But once again, Inglie kept his promise.

When the two of them walked into the parking lot of the street square, he immediately began a careful search, during which in order to show his sincerity, Inglie also took the initiative to introduce the function of his prosthesis, "I have installed a technology called the overload system in my brain, you may not have heard of it, this is also a system that only a few people can adapt to in the coalition government; In addition, my prosthetic eye is also a customized model of the unified military industry, which can not only record every detail of the crime scene, but also automatically analyze it, even if the blood stains are cleaned, it cannot escape my eyes. ”

This chatter continued until the third floor, and when the two of them just stepped on the third floor of the parking lot, Ingle was suddenly stunned, and then said excitedly like a detective who had finally found a clue, "Ha, I found it, there it is!" ”

He pointed to the ground not far away.

Song Lan followed Ingle's line of sight, and there was nothing on the ground.

He hadn't been modified with a prosthetic eye, and his interference psionic abilities weren't high-tech enough to recognize the bloodstains that had been removed, and if Ingley wasn't lying, his prosthetic eye really worked.

"Bloodstains, there's a lot of blood here, one of those robbers must have been injured in a firefight with bank security."

Inglie analyzed it decently, but his exaggerated tone made Song Lan wonder if this would be a farce directed and acted by him.

It stands to reason that Lu Xiang also brought people to investigate the parking lot, and if there were really such obvious blood stains at the scene, they should not miss it.

"They've been here for a long time, sweeping up the entire floor of blood, but ...... The car they were driving was gone. ”

This may be the difference between the 2167 bank robbery.

Robbers in this era often no longer need to carry out the money in a large number of sacks, and they can transfer the 21.7 million watts directly through the online channel, which allows them to carry sacks or suitcases in the subsequent escape process, so that they will not arouse the suspicion of others because they carry sacks or suitcases.

Inglie bent over like this, following the invisible blood stains of Song Lan all the way along the wall towards the staff lounge not far away.

Considering that it was still possible for the robbers to stay at the scene and not leave, the two of them held their breath in unison, and they tiptoed to the closed iron door, and Ingle, who was opposite, really gestured to Song Lan like a partner.

When the countdown ended, Ingleel took the lead and kicked the door of the staff lounge.

……

"Huh?"

The sound of questions caused the atmosphere in the room to fall into awkwardness, and facing the empty room, Inglie scratched the back of his head with his hand and said to himself, "No, this is strange." ”

"What's wrong?"

"The blood is gone here."

Inglie walked around the room until he finally stopped at the sink, and he looked at the empty sink, "This is the place. ”

With that, he unscrewed the faucet and confirmed that it was working properly.

"How did they disappear from this floor?"

Puzzled, he brought his prosthetic eye closer to the drain of the pool.

The next moment, Song Lan, who was investigating in the corner, was startled by Ingle's sudden shout, and when he turned around, the national-level rescuer seemed to be frightened, and fell to the ground without caring about his image, rolled on the ground several times, and rolled all the way out of the lounge before stumbling to his feet.

There were words in his mouth, "No, no, it's not Guan Lili, you go quickly, don't stay here!" ”

After leaving such a sentence, Inglie could no longer care about Song Lan, who was still in the house, and ran over in the direction he came.

Small Theatre Its Eighty-Nine:

Monday, evening.

Lu Xiang recently opened an interest course in forensic science, which was in response to the council's call to encourage everyone to learn widely.

Someone privately dubbed the class ghost story time.

Because the cases cited by Minister Lu in the class were full of weird and terrifying colors, and because the course was set at night, many people trembled when they heard it.

The only thing that can compete in the number of applicants for the course is the new course opened by Minister Song Lan.

On this day, Lu Xiang rarely ended the class early, she didn't say hello to Song Lan, and quietly came to the temporary classroom where Song Lan's course was located.

It was hard for her to imagine Song Lan talking eloquently on the podium in front of many students.

However, she was greeted by an empty classroom.

Lu Xiang directly dialed Song Lan's phone, and Xingshi asked, "Hey, what about you?" I remember that the time of your class seems to be 18:35-20:45. ”

It's just past eight o'clock in the evening, and there's no one in the classroom.

"It's in class."

"Nonsense, I'm right behind your classroom, and you're not in the classroom at all!"

"Of course, look at the name of my course."

"Time Management, what's wrong?"

"The essence of this course is to do what you should do at any time, after 17:30 is the end of work, I have to play the role of a teacher to make sure that every student does not work overtime, but back to their own home, if you have nothing else to do, I will hang up the phone first."

(End of chapter)