Enforcer's Handbook

"Bai Zhu, look at this."

On the last page of the report on "Experimental Subject A", Medel found something unusual. The judgment above was a bit strange. The conclusion given by the biopharmaceutical company was "presumed dead."

This is a detail that only an insider can find out when reading.

"Presumed dead? Is there any problem?"

"For patients with Borick's Psychic Syndrome, they are often most valuable to the company after they die. According to normal procedures, they will dissect the corpse after the patient's death and examine various items in detail. changes in data.”

Although judging from the report, "Experimental Subject A" is not unique compared to other patients, the company has invested a lot of research costs on it. It stands to reason that they will never miss this final anatomy. process.

Bai Zhu subconsciously thought, "Because the patient's family members refused to perform an autopsy?"

"The person who took over this patient was Mansun Biopharmaceuticals. Given the family's situation at the time, it was impossible to stop the company. Based on their approach, they should have signed an agreement related to the anatomy when they took over the patient."

Madele couldn't think of any reason for Fengling's family to reject Mansheng Pharmaceutical. They would pay a large sum of money for the body, which would greatly improve the family's situation. "This is time. Check all the medical institutions in the second district. Mansheng Pharmaceutical Don’t let go of the experimental facilities, something must have happened in between.”

There must be some irresistible reason that caused Mansheng Pharmaceutical to fail to dissect the body of "Experimental Subject A" as expected.

"Wait a minute... Found it."

Within a few seconds, Bai Zhu found an accident report, "There was a fire at the Twin Flower Prosthetic Hospital under Mansheng Pharmaceutical, causing one death and 12 burns. It took them nearly a month to The reconstruction of the hospital has just been completed.”

"Where were the wind chimes during the accident?"

"……at home."

The search result was beyond Bai Zhu's expectation. It was one of the few things she could find about the Feng Ling family. "She was preparing for the family trial at the time."

This trial has been passed down from generation to generation in the family. It is an important assessment standard for every head of the family. The sword drawing technique is the only part they publicize to the outside world, but the effect of the publicity is very little. In this era, it is considered to be a break from the law. Out of date, flashy techniques.

Practicing sword-drawing requires years of practice, and even after mastering it, it is difficult to compete with modern equipment.

Bai Zhu pointed at the screen, "Look at this. That day, Feng Ling was undergoing closed practice before the trial. Three days later, she passed the trial and set a record."

Very few people have viewed this piece of propaganda, and all the text and pictures are more like the self-entertainment within a small circle.

And on the other side.

The whole hospital was on fire.

It was an icy blue flame that Song Lan had never seen before. Even if he put his hand into the flame, he could not feel any temperature.

The flames connected together, occupying the entire ward, and slowly extended outward.

"Look, I was right."

He looked at his right hand that was deep in the flames, and that childish and ethereal voice came to mind again, "Fire is not hot at all."

Gradually, the blue flame blocked his sight and everything in the ward.

He returned to the roof of the Tesla Technology Building. Whether it was an illusion or not, the cold wind became more severe today.

The "Guardian Spirit" has moved the fingers attached to Song Lan's palm elsewhere. It tilted its head and stared at Song Lan quietly.

At the same time, he received a text message from Bai Zhu.

The fire at the Twin Flower Prosthetic Hospital was mentioned above, as well as the briefing on the fire.

In the end, Mansheng Pharmaceutical did not find the body of "Experimental Subject A". Three days after the fire, which was the day when Feng Chime completed the family trial, the fire briefing and the saber were returned to the family.

It was the only remnant the company found at the site.

Childhood is not always happy.

At least that's true for the wind chime and the "guardian spirit" in front of me.

Combined with the fire briefing sent by Dr. Bai Zhu, Song Lan completed the last piece of the puzzle of the truth. The body of the "guardian spirit" died in the fire, but it was attached to the knife in a way similar to Elmon.

In a certain way, she continuously diverted the side effects of the medicine from the wind chime and made it what it is now.

So wind chimes became a genetic miracle in the eyes of biopharmaceutical companies.

Song Lan could imagine how excited the company would be if they knew this secret. It would open the door to a new world for them, bringing together all the children suffering from Borik's Psychic Syndrome, and bringing this kind of The "genetic miracle" is mass-produced.

For Feng Chime himself, not being able to remember seems to be the best outcome.

"You don't want her to remember."

"Guardian Spirit" nodded. This time, she did not need to carve any writing on the ground.

"But she's already aware of it."

The blank memory in his heart is the whole reason that drove Feng Chime to District 17. What's worse is that the "Guardian Spirit" is not the only guardian of this secret. When the company discovers the clues, sooner or later they will learn from others. There I learned the whole story.

When Feng Chime made an unusual application to the Council and embarked on a journey to the 17th District, he personally revealed a corner of this secret.

"You don't want her to see you?"

Almost instinctively, the "Guardian Spirit" nodded fiercely, but this behavior did not last long. Her scarlet eyes showed a little confusion, and then she shook her head slightly.

"I see."

Song Lan picked up the fire axe. He felt that he had to leave this hellish place like an ice cellar.

The world has always been cold.

This is true even now. If he stays here for a while, he will definitely catch a cold. After all, he is only a civilian, and his body cannot be compared with the weapons created by biopharmaceutical companies.

"But I can at least assure you of one thing. District 17 is very safe."

The "Guardian Spirit" tilted his head and looked at Song Lan with even more confusion.

For the first time in a long time, she met someone who was aware of her own existence and could establish communication, but he was weirder than anyone else. He wore a chemical protective suit that covered all the features of his body, a gas mask, and He also held a fire ax inside, and neither his appearance nor his aura looked like someone from this world.

Song Lan walked to the entrance to the rooftop. A thin layer of frost covered the window of the security door. Strokes slowly appeared on the frost. He waited patiently for these strokes to form a complete sentence.

"Who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary civilian."

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