Enforcer Manual
Chapter 611: One More Person_1

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: One More Person_1

What are you doing?

Although Song Lan really wanted to question Engle, the Five Stars rescuer even used the overload system to run away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

For a Five Stars rescuer, his courage seemed a bit too small.

After sensing the object deep in the water pipes with his Spiritual Energy, Song Lan did not leave the scene, but instead called the emergency hotline of District Seventeen directly.

In less than ten minutes, two hover cars had parked at the top of the parking lot at the town square, with Lu Xiang leading the way to the third-floor staff rest area, only to see Song Lan playing with his mobile phone while sitting on a chair, even before entering the room.

What are you doing?

Lu Xiang also really wanted to ask Song Lan this question, but considering that Captain Doug and the special operations team were present, she cleared her throat lightly as a reminder to Song Lan.

She didn’t understand why this Dumb Bird had once again appeared at the crime scene, and even found new clues that they hadn’t previously discovered. If it wasn’t for knowing Song Lan so well, she might have actually handcuffed him and taken him to the interrogation room for a thorough questioning.

Wherever there was trouble, there would be Song Lan’s shadow.

Even when the bank heist occurred and he had a solid alibi being at the filming site, he would somehow get entangled in the events in a strange way afterwards.

One of the important reasons she decided to work overtime in the station today was because Dr. Bai Zhu had discovered someone who looked 80% similar to Song Lan in the surveillance footage. She had to stay on the frontline to ensure she could obtain firsthand information and protect him in case someone started suspecting Song Lan.

Lu Xiang felt that she was always worrying over this Dumb Bird.

She sighed and asked in a routine manner, "How did you find out there was something wrong here?"

"The blood traces on the third floor extended all the way into the water pipes."

"Blood traces? We had already examined the scene carefully before and didn’t find any blood."

"Mr. Engle discovered it; he said his prosthetic eye has special functions."

"Where is he now?"

"... He suddenly remembered some urgent matter at home, asked me to wait here for you and then went back on his own."

After careful consideration, Song Lan decided to preserve Mr. Engle’s dignity.

If people knew about his scrambling performance at the crime scene, his already messy reputation could potentially suffer a further setback.

However, this explanation clearly did not win the trust of the Law Enforcers present, Captain Doug and the special operations team exchanged glances, and had it not been for their familiarity with Song Lan and the presence of Director Lu, they would have handcuffed him immediately.

Everyone felt that Song Lan, who had appeared on the scene, was extremely suspicious.

Instead of staying at home late at night, he came alone to the crime scene to investigate clues - this was not something the Song Lan they knew would do.

And according to Crime Psychology, many criminals like to return to the scene after the crime or try to establish contact with the investigators to learn the latest developments of the case.

"Let’s open the water pipe and take a look."

Lu Xiang covertly rolled her eyes at Song Lan, then resigned herself to covering for him—this was not home, and you, Dumb Bird, had better not talk nonsense!

She warned Song Lan with her eyes.

Crime scene investigation is a very serious matter, Captain Doug and the members of these special operations teams were hand-picked by her for their seasoned experience. While Song Lan was lying on the couch watching TV, many of them had already self-studied courses such as Crime Psychology and scene investigation.

Since the director had spoken, even if Song Lan seemed suspicious, it had nothing to do with them anymore.

Captain Doug signaled to the members of the special operations team, and they immediately brought over the tools they had prepared.

In fact, Captain Doug had his doubts about this sudden assignment because the clue provided by Song Lan was the sewer pipe beneath the staff rest area. What significant evidence could be found in such a narrow space?

But three minutes later, a pungent smell of decay changed Captain Doug’s mind.

His face paled, and he immediately walked over to the pipe they had cracked open.

As a law enforcer, no one was more familiar with the stench of decomposing bodies than they were. At this moment, members of the special operations team, clad in protective suits, were carefully using tools to extract something from inside the pipe.

When these objects were laid out one by one on the ground, Doug suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"This is... human skin?"

Doug had a hard time recognizing the objects because the skin was not intact. Looking down the water pipe, many remnants stuck to the pipe like melting wax.

Many young law enforcers who had recently joined the special operations team covered their chests at the sight, forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit.

This kind of restricted crime scene had only been seen in those unscrupulous prosthetic hospitals in the past, and Doug had the "privilege" of witnessing one during a mission in his younger years.

He immediately reported his findings to Lu Xiang, "Director, these pieces of skin look as if they’re... the byproduct of something melting from inside a human body."

Doug couldn’t think of any method that could melt the strange inside of a human body - the muscles and bones - leaving behind only a layer of skin. He couldn’t imagine what had happened here to hide such a terrifying secret in the pipes.

"We’ve managed to piece together eight skins."

Lu Xiang frowned deeply, "Why is there one extra?"

The bank robbers were confirmed to be seven individuals, which was one of the few valuable clues provided by Southeast Bank. Combined with Dr. Bai Zhu’s finding of no one with similar characteristics ever leaving the parking lot, she had suspected from the start that the team would find seven skins in the pipe.

"This person..."

An exclamation from a member of the special operations team interrupted her thoughts, "This skin is from the parking garage toll collector, he has a tattoo on his right wrist of an emblem from an obscure underground rock band, and the other features match as well!"

"You mean the toll collector from Central Plaza parking garage was also a victim?"

Doug moved closer.

"No... not right."

The team member seemed to recall something terrifying, his voice trembling, "I just saw him when we were setting up the police cordon!"

"Where did he go?"

Doug immediately realized the seriousness of the issue and urgently inquired.

"He went back."

"Doug, take the third team to investigate that toll collector’s information, and be sure to prioritize safety."

An ominous premonition rose in Lu Xiang’s heart.

Because she too remembered the toll collector. After the parking lot switched to electronic toll collection, most of the original workers were laid off, leaving only one toll collector in charge of managing the machines. He was currently the only employee at Central Plaza parking garage.

More importantly, almost all of the testimonies gathered from the scene that afternoon had been provided by the toll collector, who appeared to have been dead for some time.