Enforcer's Handbook

21:30, evening.

"Yungang Biopharmaceuticals has started taking action."

Bai Zhu spread the news through the garbage dump's intranet. When she posted the news, all the company's "guards" had been dispatched. In order to ensure that the recycling operation was foolproof, they also joined forces with Mansheng Biopharmaceuticals to collect all the people in District 17. All the "guards" were sent out.

It seems that in order to repay the law enforcement department for taking care of them some time ago, He Ruiya, the representative of Mansheng Biopharmaceuticals, made a special call to Lu Xiang.

A personal relationship is a personal relationship, but the decision to recycle the wind chimes is the decision of the head office. A mere regional representative is not enough to change the council's view, let alone... Who wouldn't be curious about the "miracle" of the wind chimes?

The company is always the most efficient when it comes to dealing with wind chimes.

When Gray conveyed his analysis to the council, it immediately aroused the council's great attention, and even without complete confirmation, the recycling opinions proposed by Gray were adopted.

Recycling is imperative. Heria only hopes that Lu Xiang will issue a curfew in order to avoid unnecessary casualties and try to avoid conflicts between citizens and "guards".

This time, the "guards" received the highest-level recovery order, which means that once they encounter obstruction, they will prioritize the execution of their tasks. They are just a group of programmed tools and do not care about ordinary citizens. of casualties.

at the same time.

"Dong-dong-dong, dong-dong-dong."

The wind chime, who was sitting barefoot on the floor, heard the knocking on the door. The knocking on the door was continuous and very urgent, which proved that the person knocking on the door was probably a person who did not understand etiquette.

She placed the opened snack bag on the ground, and several hornworms gathered around her. She smiled and stroked the head of one of them.

The hornworms in District 17 are very smart. She has become familiar with these little guys in the past few days. Watching them every day makes her not feel lonely in this strange border city.

But the knocker's patience seems to have reached its limit.

The roar interrupted the hornworms' feeding. The security door of the apartment was torn down with bare hands by the person who knocked on the door. A nearly three-meter-tall body blocked the door, blocking all access.

Yun Gang Biopharmaceutical's special car stopped downstairs, and the "guards" blocked the entire street, and no pedestrians could be found.

"Didn't you say that the test results were not abnormal?"

There was a hint of unhappiness in Feng Ling's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

This is not the first time the company has come to visit in this way, and their pursuit of efficiency has always reached the point of brutality.

"Please come back to the branch with us."

"The reason is?"

"This is an order from the CEO."

The strong reply caused a brief silence in the apartment.

This is also in line with the company's consistent attitude. She intuitively told Fengchi that this time it might not be as simple as a routine test. The company would try every means to get her back to District 2. From the moment she applied, the company has never stopped trying. , they found her privately, hoping that she would voluntarily give up the application.

It was through the mediation of the Ragus Foundation that she got the opportunity to come to District 17.

She found a clue here. Deep in the fog, there seemed to be something hidden that she had forgotten. It existed here in an illusory way. A certain thought in her heart drove her to want to go through the fog.

But soon, Feng Chime thought of more practical problems.

The family is deteriorating, and the ancient inheritance can no longer support their continued survival in this era. If they want to maintain the status quo and not be replaced, they can only rely on the company's assistance.

Her life, and everything she ever saw, was marked by the company.

This is the company's sponsorship for them. As long as she continues to accept the company's experiments and obey their instructions, their sponsorship will continue.

For her, the "guards" are not powerful. As long as she wants to, no amount of "guards" can stop her.

But as the next head of the family, she still needs to shoulder the fate of the entire family.

…

"The recovery mission has been completed and is being transported."

At 21:35, Gray received exciting news in the office.

The "Guards" once again accomplished their mission brilliantly.

Of course he knew that for Feng Ling, as long as she refused, no amount of "guards" could stop her, but fortunately, she was a sensible person and clearly understood the importance the company had to her and her entire family over the years. Whether it was out of gratitude or fear, she made the wisest choice.

The stone hanging in my heart fell.

Today, the goddess of luck stood by his side, and all his thoughts came true without exception.

"Open the communication, I want to watch her."

Gray opened a bottle of red wine, and the mellow fragrance spread in the office.

There was still half an hour before the scheduled meeting, by which time the wind chimes would have been "packed" and he would let the entire council know about this historic discovery.

The communication was quickly connected.

He saw Feng Chime sitting in the back seat, with one of the "guards" standing by her side. Thanks to the curfew of the law enforcement department, the recycling convoy was allowed to travel unimpeded on the highway in District 17.

Gray remembered what the core district had said about Lu Xiang. She could solve all the company's problems in District 17 and provide in-depth service.

He couldn't figure out how such a capable person was transferred to the shabby place of District 17 in the first place, but when they finished moving the wind chime, the company would definitely thank Lu Xiang for his help.

Just give these "guards" to the law enforcement department, since they won't be needed in the future anyway.

But soon, all Gray's beautiful thoughts about the future were interrupted by changes on the other end of the communication. He clearly saw something floating into the car, blocking everyone's view.

It's getting foggy.

Even though the windows were closed, the fog still penetrated the glass and got into the car.

The moving vehicle seems to have become an isolated island, and the driver can only determine their current position through navigation.

It's this damn foggy day again.

Recently, the frequency of fog in District 17 has become more and more frequent.

Gray glanced out the foggy window and ordered, "Ignore it and keep driving."

Fog also filled the office, giving him a chill in his heart.

seem……

Something else got in.

This forced Gray to look away from the communication image. He was convinced that something had really come in.

The surface of the wall in the office began to peel off, revealing the dark part inside. At first it was just a small piece, but it peeled off faster and faster, and the dark material quickly became a piece.

Everything he saw gradually confirmed a thought deep in his heart. He thought of a name that he wanted to get rid of, but was still lingering like a ghost. He wanted to end his stay in District 17 as soon as possible. work, completely forgetting everything related to this name and her.

But the other party didn't seem to want him to leave so easily.

"Guard."

Gray shouted towards the door, but the "guard" who was supposed to be guarding the door did not respond to his call.

It was so quiet in the office that he could even hear the soft sound of the wall covering falling to the floor.

And the ghost rooted in the depths of his mind appeared in reality.

"Long time no see, Gray, how are you doing?"

This time, no more flirty emojis.

The voice came from behind, just one step away from him.

This was the sound that once haunted him, but now it only made him feel cold.

A chill crept up the back of his neck.

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