Enforcer's Handbook

"I understand, let's follow the comprehensive prosthetic transformation package."

Hannah did not struggle with this multiple-choice question for too long. She knew very well that for her parents and the Bureau of Investigation, a person lying in a hospital bed and needing to comfort himself through illusory scenes was actually no different from death.

When Song Lan and Lu Xiang entered the door, their conversation was coming to an end.

They happened to witness Hannah make her decision.

"Your friend is here."

The attending doctor glanced at the door of the ward and left the ward to Hannah and her friends. He had fulfilled his duties as a doctor.

Hannah turned her face sideways, which was one of the few things she could do now.

After sitting down, Lu Xiang asked, "Are you going to undergo a comprehensive prosthetic transformation? You should know the risks involved."

"I know, this is my decision, you guys should stop trying to persuade me."

Hannah suddenly remembered the soap operas she had watched, which were one of the few forms of entertainment she had during her work journey.

The uncertain future and the advice from her friends made the atmosphere in the ward suddenly become as heart-wrenching as a soap opera. She looked at Lu Xiang like this. Finally, Lu Xiang spoke, her tone sounding a little confused, "But, I have no intention of trying to persuade you, you are an adult and will be responsible for your own decisions."

"……oh."

Hannah blinked dullly, and the atmosphere in the room felt awkward for a moment.

Lu Xiang was as rational as ever and immediately brought her back to the real world from the atmosphere of the soap opera. Immediately afterwards, Hannah imagined Lu Xiang as a supporting actress in the soap opera, crying and crying in front of the hospital bed. She pulled and felt deeply ashamed.

It was obvious that after the surgery, more than half of the parts in her head were no longer original, but the feeling of hotness on her face was still obvious.

"I just wanted to say that if you develop mental problems, I can recommend you to a specialist."

"Is he a psychiatrist?"

In order to avoid further embarrassment, Hannah quickly followed Lu Xiang's topic and asked.

"He is the section chief of our psychological consultation department. He is an expert who has done extensive research on cyberpsychosis and has helped many patients with cyberpsychosis."

Lu Xiang patted Song Lan's shoulder calmly, "Yes, it's him."

Song Lan, who was just watching the fun, was caught off guard by Lu Xiang. He thought Lu Xiang was talking about Roger, but he didn't expect that he used a false shot in the end to bring out his name.

He admitted that he had indeed helped many cyberpsychotics find themselves and created the Shadow Guard, but his treatment methods were rather special.

While curing the disease, it also injects something else into their brains.

"Actually, there are traces of cyberpsychosis."

Song Lan coughed lightly and shared her experience in researching and treating cyberpsychosis seriously, "I have studied thousands of cases of cyberpsychosis. Although they have different symptoms and different triggers, they can all be summed up in the end. Before the disease worsened, they all suffered from strong mood swings."

"I have read relevant reports. The Abnormal Case Investigation Bureau also has a department that specializes in studying cyber lunatics."

Hannah answered.

Cybermaniacs have always been their focus. Almost half of the cases handled by the Anomaly Investigation Bureau every year are caused by cybermaniacs. These people who have undergone highly modified bodies are like time bombs. Live across the coalition government.

The main understanding of cyberpsychosis in current research is strong mental fluctuations.

But theory is theory, and no one can solve this problem from its root cause.

Drugs can only slow down their mood swings, or allow them to calm down as quickly as possible, but as long as people's consciousness and thoughts still exist, this time bomb will explode one day.

"Can you fix it?"

Hannah feels that if Song Lan can really cure this disease, then this year's joint government award in the field of medical research will go to him.

"It's not 100% effective, but some patients have indeed improved with my help. I call this treatment "Salted Fish Psychotherapy."

As the founder of the school of talking nonsense, Song Lan's level of nonsense has always been at the top level.

"Salted fish psychotherapy?"

"Its function is to help you reduce mental exhaustion, relieve work stress, and find joy in life, but the premise of everything is that you must subjectively agree with and cooperate with this set of treatments."

"What kind of treatment is it?"

"For example, in the first class, we will talk about how to effectively use the identity of our patients."

Whenever the topic of fishing came up, Song Lan could always talk about it all day and night, and he had sensed Hannah's determination to become a salty fish as early as the class reunion.

He believes that as long as Hannah can understand the secret of becoming a salted fish, she can get rid of the troubles of cyberpsychosis even without the need for Devourer and the will of the swarm.

As Song Lan spoke in depth, even Lu Xiang's expression became more and more surprised.

She discovered that many of the things Song Lan mentioned were not made up. He seemed to have very in-depth research on modern medicine. However, unlike ordinary prosthetics doctors, his focus was mainly on the symptoms of diseases. It can even perfectly interpret the subtle differences in headaches caused by different diseases.

Just when Lu Xiang suspected that this knowledge was also related to Song Lan's lost memory, Song Lan said, "Making illness is a very profound knowledge. The symptoms we display must be accurate so that others will not see through it."

These are his true feelings.

Now he has long been reborn, and he is completely different from the weakling who only pretended to have a stomachache in college.

His growth was all thanks to Lu Xiang.

The supervisor of their department is really difficult to fool. Any slight flaw may be seen through by the supervisor who is very aware of everything.

Lu Xiang has always had an attitude towards him pretending to be sick - it's okay to pretend to be sick, but don't let me find out.

Once discovered by his supervisor, he will face an extremely bleak fate.

Under strong environmental pressure, he painstakingly studied various medical books, and now he has finally reached a level that even Lu Xiang cannot see through.

"Last week, half a month ago, and the 12th of last month..."

Lu Xiang took out his phone and opened one of the memos, "Did you pretend all this?"

She said that although Song Lan's body was not strong, it was not so weak that she would get sick three times a month. However, Song Lan pretended to be flawless every time she got sick, and she really didn't notice it.

"Director, I think this is not the point."

Song Lan gritted her teeth and said, "What I mean is, classmate Hannah, you have now got a natural opportunity, and you can ask for leave from the Investigation Bureau at any time!"

Hannah's eyes widened.

Every time she meets Song Lan, the person exceeds her expectations - this is the first time she has seen someone fool Lu Xiang three times in a month without being discovered.

What's even more incredible is that his main job is not a psychiatrist, but a detective.

"Why do you feel like you know everything?"

"You're right."

Classmate Lu Xiang once again showed a dangerous smile, and she hugged Song Lan affectionately. But looking at Lu Xiang's posture, Hannah always felt that she was going to lock Song Lan's throat in the next second, "This person is really other than As for business, he can do anything.”

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Small Theater Sixty-Seven:

A certain day, a certain year, a certain day, a Saturday, afternoon.

After learning about the existence of the dark cooking world, intelligence officers immediately launched an investigation.

Minister Lu's life or death is now uncertain, and they must try their best to find him.

With in-depth investigation, they found the encrypted message Lu Xiang left before disappearing:

Wednesday, braised pork chop, green vegetables, and eggplant in a pot.

On Thursday, I was lazy and only reheated the leftovers, a big demerit.

Friday, healthy meal to replenish the body.

…

There is not much information, and it looks like notes left in daily life. The intelligence agency's decryption elite gathered together to try to decipher the real meaning behind the code words.

While everyone was busy with this, Lu Xiang and Song Lan had already embarked on a food journey.

"Supervisor, if I remember correctly, you should be working as usual recently, right?"

"This is my job."

Lu Xiang was holding two skewers of grilled sausages and stuffing beef meatballs in his mouth, and his voice sounded a little slurred.

"Didn't you say that you and Xianyu are at odds with each other?"

Song Lan showed an expression as if her conspiracy had succeeded - the upright Manager Lu finally fell under the temptation.

"This is an undercover investigation."

Lu Xiang disclosed his identity as an undercover agent without hesitation, "I want to infiltrate your ranks so that I can find a way to deal with you."