Song Lan declined Ivan's kindness because he still wanted to stay awake before going home.
Ivan's disappointment was all reflected on his face. For him, he looked at the treasure at the bottom of the box for the water of life, which represented his highest level of friendship.
What made him even more unexpected was that Song Lan ordered a glass of orange juice after declining the water of life.
Isn't this the same as taking the initiative to sit at the child's table at a banquet?
But now that the customer had spoken, he, as the bartender, could only serve him a glass of orange juice, and at the same time resisted the urge to add some water of life to the orange juice to enhance the taste.
After a glass of orange juice, the negotiation in Lu Xiang's cubicle came to an end. Lu Xiang got a folder from Ao Fei, came to the bar and nodded to the bartender, then said to Song Lan, "I want They got the things, but something unexpected happened during the negotiation process, and they made a request."
"Require?"
"Aoife wanted us to provide them with a professional counselor and she had a client who couldn't go to hospital and needed to be dealt with privately."
Generally speaking, Lu Xiang will try his best to use money to solve the problem of information that can be paid for.
The price is clearly marked, the money is paid and delivered, and no one owes anyone anything after walking out of the gate.
She doesn't like to owe favors, especially favors to information dealers. The information dealers in this bar are smart people, and they will always try their best to squeeze the maximum value out of favors.
However, this time, Ao Fei made a very clear request. The information can be given, but the law enforcement department must find a trustworthy psychological counselor to solve his client's problem before eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
This trustworthiness refers to not only passing professional skills, but also having the advantage of being strict in speaking.
Lu Xiang thought about it and found out that the only person she could trust 100% in District 17 was probably Song Lan. It happened that Song Lan's new department happened to have a psychological counseling expert, "Bring them here tomorrow morning." "Wanderer" bar, Aoife will be waiting for you here, it's just a simple consultation, don't worry about safety issues, Aoife will send her bodyguards to follow you."
"OK."
Lu Xiang had already said this, so Song Lan naturally had no reason to refuse.
He immediately sent text messages to Roger and Valian, agreeing that they would meet at the door of the Wanderer bar at eight o'clock tomorrow.
Back in Lu Xiang's hover car, the sleepiness caused by vodka made him want to lie on the bed and sleep comfortably. Even after drinking a glass of orange juice, he could not completely suppress the feeling of drunkenness.
He did not dwell on the intelligence dealer's commission. Just as Lu Xiang trusted him, Song Lan also believed in Lu Xiang's judgment.
Since it was said that this was an ordinary psychological consultation, and Ao Fei would send bodyguards to protect them, this matter was safe.
Of course, if something unexpected happens during the process and an unknown enemy appears...
I, Song Lan, can only advise you to think twice before you act.
I don't know if he was under the influence of alcohol, but he always felt that his thinking seemed to have become much more radical.
This is not a good sign.
It’s no wonder that public security incidents involving drunkenness and rioting occur every day in District 17, and even those who pursue peace are affected to a certain extent.
After returning home, Song Lan finished washing up in a daze, then returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.
He forgot how he fell asleep, and it was an extremely deep sleep. When he opened his eyes again, the alarm bell next to the pillow was ringing, and the sky outside the window was completely bright.
7:03, early morning.
Get up and work.
After washing up, having a few casual drinks, and riding to the door of the bar, 45 minutes had passed. Roger and Valian arrived at the door earlier than him.
The first time she saw Song Lan, Valian took out her tablet:
"Chief Song, before I came out of the compound, I hung a notice on the door saying we would be closed today."
"You don't have to worry about them not being able to find us"
Song Lan had to admit that Valian was worthy of being an elite from the Crime Analysis Department. He was thoughtful and considerate, but...
Why does it sound weird to hang "out of business" on the door of your office?
Seeing that the time agreed with Ao Fei was about to arrive in about ten minutes, Song Lan quickly put the MK-II on the side of the road.
Compared with the bustle at night, the "Wanderer" during the day looked like an ordinary old residential building from a distance. The mohawk lingering at the door of the bar disappeared. He explored the front door and found that the front door of the bar was already there. After locking the door, he had to lead the two of them around in a large circle and into the back alley of the bar.
There was someone waiting for them in the back alley, and Song Lan could feel this person's powerful aura from more than ten meters away.
With a figure of more than two meters tall, bronzed skin, and muscles that bulge out of his tight-fitting shirt, he looks like a top player who can beat ten with one.
"T, a former underground boxing champion, once set a record of 30 consecutive victories. I really didn't expect to see him here."
Roger's eyes lit up, his voice was slightly excited, and he wouldn't be surprised if he went to the strong man to ask for Song Lan's autograph the next moment.
"You know a lot about underground boxing?"
"I am a fan of boxing matches. As long as I have time, I will go to watch all the events... Is he the bodyguard sent by Offee to protect us?"
"should be."
Song Lan greeted the strong man and said, "My name is Song Lan, the section chief of the Law Enforcement Psychological Counseling Department. Your boss should have mentioned me."
Facing Song Lan's self-introduction, the strong man just nodded and said calmly, "Let's go."
Talk less and pretend to be a master, right?
When her greeting was ignored, Song Lan complained in her heart.
However, work and personal emotions still have to be separated. The three of them followed T into the bar through the back door, and soon followed a secret door to the underground parking lot. A luxurious hover car seemed to have been waiting for them in the underground parking lot for a long time.
This hover car looks to be much higher grade than Lu Xiang's car!
In District 17, there are not many people who can afford to buy a car, and even fewer people who can afford to ride on a hovercar. It is said that a series of complicated procedures need to be completed before the hovercar can go on the road. People without some background can even buy it. Even a hover car cannot get on the road smoothly.
Strictly speaking, Lu Xiang's hover car is the public property of the law enforcement department. She only gained temporary use rights after becoming the supervisor.
They were greeted by a blond secretary wearing a black suit.
"Please get in the car."
Her voice sounded cold, and although she spoke with honorifics, her eyes were looking at them almost harshly.
This is a government worker.
Such an idea suddenly popped into Song Lan's mind.
After a few people took their seats, the automatic door of the floating car slowly closed.
"The intermediary should have told you that we don't want this matter to get publicized."
"clear."
Song Lan said politely, "I'm afraid there are few things in this world that can be stricter than our mouths."
"hope so."
With that said, the secretary handed the compiled documents to Song Lan and the others. When he saw the name on the cover of the document, Song Lan's eyes suddenly widened.
Leon Serbot.
Isn't this the name of the mayor?
