At this moment, an illegal violation was taking place in the East District.
The victim this time was a kind-looking young man riding a blue-gray bicycle.
The young man was pushing his bicycle and was cornered by several ferocious-looking street gangsters.
Facing several gangsters who were grinning at him, Song Lan had to lament that the East District was indeed the messiest area in District 17. He was riding a bicycle on the road for a while without disturbing anyone, but in the end he was targeted.
"Boy, I get upset when I see you riding around."
The gangster leader holding a baseball bat took a step forward, "You bought this car new, right? What will happen if I do this?"
He swung the baseball bat wildly and hit the handle of MK-Ⅱ with all his strength.
The next moment, the gangster leader was speechless, and the baseball bat in his hand flew a dozen meters away due to the recoil, and landed on the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.
He never expected that a mere bicycle could be so strong. Even though he tried his best with a stick, he could not shake the bicycle at all.
Song Lan was not surprised by this result. After all, the owner of the bicycle shop told him that even Gatling could not penetrate the bicycle's defense.
Seeing that the attack failed, the gangster leader resorted to his usual trick as expected - venting his anger.
He angrily grabbed Song Lan's collar and said viciously, "Don't be proud, this matter is not over today!"
If he can't hit a bicycle, can he still hit a cyclist?
"5 seconds."
Song Lan, who was grabbed by the collar, said calmly.
This is also part of the experiment.
He spent an entire afternoon verifying that psychic energy could not only control the behavior of passers-by, but also greatly increase their physical strength. With the blessing of psychic energy, it would be no problem for an 80-year-old man to take down a street gang leader.
And now, it's another of his street experiments.
"Huh? What did you say? You thought I was-"
Unfortunately, the five-second time limit expired before the gangster leader could finish introducing himself.
The empty wine bottle that flew from a distance hit the leader on the head, making a crisper sound than when the baseball bat hit the ground just now.
Before the leader's men could react, a beautiful figure in a maid uniform entered the battlefield. She didn't leave the gangsters time to react, and hit the vulnerable parts every time.
Temples, throats, groin, before the arrogant gangsters could react, they fell to the ground one after another, wailing.
The reason why Song Lan did not avoid this group of street gangsters was because he had already foreseen the fate of the leader before he was surrounded.
After being opened by an empty wine bottle that came from nowhere, he fell to the ground in pain.
This is the effect of the combination of psychic perception and ability. After an afternoon of exploration, his idea was finally realized.
But the disadvantages are also very obvious. With his current proficiency, he can barely see a scene. For example, just now, he foresaw that the gangster leader was hit by a wine bottle, but who owned the bottle, and why was he hit by the bottle? Song Lan didn't know anything about it.
The experiment so far only proves that the predicted results will definitely happen.
"Section Chief, are you okay?" (Penguin worried expression)』
Valian took out the tablet he carried with him, his face full of concern.
Due to some personal reasons, she also took a day off today, but she didn't expect that when she went out, she happened to encounter Song Lan who was surrounded by gangsters, so she immediately picked up an empty wine bottle from the trash can and threw it at the leader of the gangsters. passed.
"You came in too time. If you were a step later, the consequences would be disastrous!"
Song Lan said in shock.
He never expected that the person who threw the empty wine bottle was Valian.
"My home is nearby. Section Chief, you can come to my home to rest for a while." 』
Valian extended the invitation.
"Actually, I also have something I want to talk to you about. 』
In fact, since the end of the city meeting and Mayor Lyon exposed the Foster family's crimes to the media, she has been entangled.
Because after this incident came to an end, there was additional good news for her.
Dorago-Saffron is dead.
This means that she can restore Valian's identity, and no longer has to remain anonymous to avoid being targeted by killers, let alone pretend to be mute and use a tablet to express her thoughts.
Just that night, Lu Xiang also asked her opinion privately. As long as she nodded, the supervisor would approve the transfer procedure and help her explain the entire incident to the leaders and colleagues of the Criminal Investigation Department. At that time, She can then return to the life she is most familiar with.
Becoming a glorious law enforcer has been Valian's dream since childhood.
If it had been a week ago, she would have proposed returning to the Criminal Investigation Department without hesitation to continue her unfinished business. However, after experiencing the atmosphere of the Psychological 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. In this department with only three people, she felt the warmth she had never experienced before.
Life is so wonderful.
In fact, her first impression of Song Lan was not good - when she asked him for help with a small note in the hospital, he actually betrayed her directly!
But in subsequent contacts, she found that Song Lan was a good leader. Although he fished every day, 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 Valian's home.
It looked like a single apartment with less than 50 square meters. To his surprise, the apartment was kept quite neatly, which was completely opposite to the impression that Valian drank vodka and hit people with bottles.
Valian poured a glass of water for Song Lan and picked up the tablet.
"Actually, there are some things I have been hiding from you. 』
After sitting down, she kept sorting out her words in her mind.
Song Lan roughly guessed the reason for Valian's hesitation. He had guessed the other party's identity from the first day the psychological counseling department was established, because it was too obvious - it was so possible that a person suddenly appeared in the law enforcement compound. What about the person who wears a maid outfit and looks different from everyone else?
"Everyone has secrets, and I believe people can understand each other."
Hearing this, Valian was slightly startled.
For a moment, she was not sure whether Song Lan had known her identity for a long time. After all, Song Lan had a close relationship with Director Lu.
"If he must understand this, as long as you..."
The words came to an abrupt end when he reached his lips.
While speaking, Song Lan casually spread out his psychic powers, consolidating the results of the afternoon's street experiments.
However, after the process that was like fast-forwarding on a video tape ended, what appeared in front of him was not the scene of the two drinking and talking happily.
What came into view was bloodstains on the ground, and...
Valian fell in a pool of blood.
