After completing the on-site investigation in the parking lot of the street square, Lu Xiang took Song Lan directly back home.
The human skin test would take some time, and there was no need for her to wait in the bureau before the results came out. At this time, after a busy day, she was also a little hungry.
After arriving home, she took a shower, changed into casual clothes worn at home, and sat on the chair in front of the dining table.
Song Lan put on her apron half an hour ago and added a dish of braised pork ribs.
The smell of meat filled the living room, and Ye Lu, who smelled the smell, sat down opposite Lu Xiang in disgust. She had forgotten about eating a rice cooker at night.
"Hey, Lao Song, I find that you are getting bolder and bolder now."
Lu Xiang joked at Song Lan's busy back, and even called her "Lao Song". She rarely addressed others in this way.
After Song Lan moved in, this apartment felt more and more like home.
She relaxed on the chair with both hands, straightened her legs, and stretched.
Lu Xiang began to gradually understand the key points of knowledge that she had read in "A Little Tip for Love Every Day". It turned out that this was what small talk felt like. She actually did not need to rack her brains to think about the content of the conversation before speaking, and the content of each conversation. The purpose contained in a sentence only needs to be said according to what feels and comes to mind.
She also realized that she had never had a real chat with anyone during her years at Daystar.
She was too busy to waste time on meaningless conversations.
"Um?"
Song Lan, who was busy seasoning, responded without looking back.
"Do you still remember the first time you went to the eucalyptus discovery site a few months ago? At that time, you were still in the logistics department and followed your section chief to deliver condolences."
"certainly."
How could Song Lan forget everyone's best friend?
"That happened not long after Chai Ke kidnapped them."
"I remember that your face turned pale with fright, and you didn't recover from sitting in the chair for a long time. Hey, were you just pretending at that time?"
"How could it be? The murder scene is so scary."
"I saw that when they took out the human skin from the sewer tonight, you didn't even blink an eyebrow. The new members of the special operations team don't have the same psychological quality as you."
"Isn't that the result of being tempered by Xiao Tun?"
After staying with the Devourer for a long time, what does a few human skins mean? He had seen a lot of weird and bizarre scenes in the past few days. Song Lan's mental endurance was now strong enough to watch murder scene investigation films while eating.
Lu Xiang lowered her head and stared at her dangling feet. The suede slippers were kicked aside by her at some point. Logically speaking, this kind of inappropriate behavior should not appear on her body, but she suddenly felt that this might be the case. This is the state you should be in when you stay at home.
Then she said casually, "What about Ingrid? Is there really something urgent at home?"
"He found the human skin, but he was frightened first. I feel like he might know something."
A dignified national-level rescuer, who was also awarded the Five-Star Gold Star Medal, was actually frightened by a few human skins. Even the young people in the bureau performed much better than him.
A phone call interrupted the conversation between the two.
Song Lan took a moment in her busy schedule, pressed the speakerphone button and put her phone next to the pot, "Old Sa, what's the matter?"
"The toll collector was found and met Captain Doug and the people from the special operations team."
"Are you taking action?"
"Well, Doug was sprayed and has been sent to the prosthetic hospital. The doctor said that there should be no big problem with a broken rib."
Poor Captain Doug!
This was the second time he had entered the prosthetic hospital in the past few months. Song Lan vaguely remembered that he was the one who had his butt stuck to the toilet last time.
Although Doug later warned the people in the special operations team not to talk nonsense, the incident eventually spread bizarrely in the bureau, so that for a long time afterwards, Captain Doug would be reminded when he went to the bathroom. He be careful.
"I asked people to lure the people from the special operations team away, and we are now dealing with the aftermath."
While talking, the sound of cutting sharp objects came from the other end of the phone.
"The supervisor is right next to you. You can report directly to her."
"clear."
Facts have proved that letting the Shadow Guard follow Captain Doug was a wise move. According to Samuel's description, Captain Doug and the team broke out in a firefight almost as soon as they arrived at the toll collector's house. The toll collector's house had been transformed. It's no different from an armory.
In the process of stubborn resistance, the snipers ambushed by the special operations team had to defeat the madman.
But something strange happened.
It was precisely because he received the news that the target was confirmed to have been killed that Captain Doug carelessly walked out of a safe distance and was shot in the abdomen with a shotgun by the resurrected toll collector.
While the body armor blocked the bullet, it also broke one of his ribs.
"We infer that the toll collector is parasitized, and the creature that parasitizes it is somewhat similar to the Devourer, or that the original toll collector has been disposed of long ago, and this is a replacement created after absorbing his genes."
Samueln reported the results of Medel's analysis, "Its body is a worm about ten centimeters long. When the worm got out of the toll collector's body, healing and regeneration stopped."
"Where's the worm?"
"He ran into the sewer. We have sent people to the sewer to investigate."
"Okay, let us know the results immediately."
After saying that, Song Lan freed up her hands and hung up the phone. Then she put the braised pork ribs on a plate and put it on the table, and gave Lu Xiang a large bowl of rice.
The reason why he hung up the phone in a hurry was because Lu Xiang's cell phone also rang.
The voice from the other end sounded a little weak. Captain Doug reported their encounter. In fact, after Samuel appeared, they were disrupted. In order to ensure the safety of the team members, he could only fight temporarily. He retreated and pulled everyone out without any danger, and he became the only wounded person.
"MD, there is a cybermaniac!"
Lu Xiang was busy eating, so he also pressed the hands-free button. Captain Doug's cursing voice reached the ears of Song Lan and Ye Lu.
"Don't say bad words."
Lu Xiang glanced at Yelu's innocent big eyes, frowned and reminded Doug.
"I have a broken rib. It hurts. To be honest, I have been thinking about getting a subcutaneous armor transplant recently. I saw an advertisement saying that they have a discount there for a while."
Doug felt that this injury was caused by the fact that District 17 had been peaceful for too long and he had slacked off, but he still wanted to receive comfort and encouragement from his superiors, or perhaps provide him with some valuable life advice.
But his hopes were dashed.
And there was the sound of chewing on the other end of the phone.
"director?"
"Um?"
"Are you busy now?"
"I'm not busy. I'm eating ribs."
Doug, with his body wrapped in bandages and sitting on the hospital bed, suddenly felt the winter-like coldness.
"Braised ribs."
Seeing a long silence on the other end of the phone, Lu Xiang thought that Doug didn't hear her clearly, so after spitting out a piece of bone, he added another sentence.
"What ribs?"
Doug's eyes were blank and he asked casually. In fact, he didn't even know why he was asking.
"Pig ribs."
